The atmosphere suddenly froze, not just in terms of perception, but in physical reality.
Space was stagnating; even high-class Magus could not move a muscle.
The Principal of Kanzax Academy, Great Witch of Space Banderia—it was easy to see that she was a Magus who had pushed an extremely rare magic type, [Space Magic], to the grand-class.
Naturally, her combat power was terrifying.
"Morizion, I don't have time to play games with you. If you think that becoming a grand-class Magus means you no longer have to respect anyone, then you are mistaken."
"A grand-class Magus? In the Sword Family?"
The high-class Magus from the other Families were horrified. Although the space around them was frozen, their thoughts continued to race.
The news that the Ancestor of the Sword Family had become a grand-class Magus was a massive boulder thrown into a silent lake.
"Of course I still respect you, Banderia. But is it really worth it for you to take away members of my Family?"
