Academy Arcanist Novels & Stories

Following those words, Vice City Lord Anderson took the corrupted object away from Mistaken Fox, and Mistaken Fox was given a system prompt, followed by him being enveloped by a ring of light, signifying that he leveled up. While Mistaken Fox took a moment to examine his new stats now that he's gotten to level 20, Vice City Lord Jameson took out a piece of blank paper and wrote it up before putting it into an envelope and sealing it with the City Lord's seal for SC Pier City. He then made a cough, attracting Mistaken Fox's attention before he spoke, "Recruit, I can see that you are an Arcane Summoner. That's not a class many gain access to in these parts, so you obtaining it means that it is

Arch Garaman sighed, “We are losing so many lives already because of this spreading magic, lives of brave and honorable warriors of your country. We can’t afford to let any more of them die.” “Will you let us help, then?” Lucas asked. “Before I give my answer, I can sense there’s more you want to tell me,” the Archmage said. “Let us hear them now.” Lucas let out a huge breath. “Of course, we have yet to discuss what we’ll get in return. You’re aware of how negotiation works, are you not, Archmage?” “I’m listening.” “I have not forgotten it was the Archmages from Galadhor who injected a kind of anti-alar inside my chest… and I’m expecting you knew what it is and how to remove it—”

Hezekiah murmured under her breath, blinking. “Unfortunately,” Darius muttered, rolling his eyes. The second brother turned to her with an exaggerated bow. “You must be the assistant. I’m Ace. That’s Adrian, and he’s Archer.” Archer winked. “Our sister likes you. That’s a first.” “She said you needed to be ‘unwound,’” Adrian added with air quotes. “So—your mission, should you choose to accept it. Ace clapped his hands. “Come on, city girl. Don’t leave us hanging.”

“The Archer Legacy was passed down to me. I am the prophesized Slayer.” It was silent. Her eyes swept around waiting for the first lycan to react. When the reactions erupt, the numbness and pain shot through her and she could not breathe to utter a response to the series of questions. No, all she could see was Theodavian rising to his feet and making his way out of the Great Hall.

I could feel her eyes. I could imagine her thoughts. Is she about to betray us? Or help us? I bowed my head slightly. I looked down at my hands. “I’m ready,” I said. Elric nodded. “Remember, Aria,precision above all. One misstep, and the backlash could cripple half the academy.” “I understand,” I said. “I won’t fail.” The doors opened. I smiled within me, because I'm gradually gaining access to everything. After committing this last havoc and totally distracting Morwen.

He took off the headsets and glared at me. "What? Did I not make it clear that I wouldn't let you access anything in here?" He asked, frustration pressing in his voice. I went straight to the introduction. "I am Alpha Maseno, the alpha of this kingdom," I said confidently, trying to assert my authority. "I want those videos for the safety and well-being of my people." His eyes widened in shock as he struggled to rise from his chair and bowed his head. "I am sorry, Alpha. I didn't know who you were. I am sorry." I nodded, understanding his sudden change in demeanor.

“Seriously? Arc, you know I’m responsible for her and nothing else. Why on earth would you think that?” Dillon called Drake’s name. He was now talking to him as a friend, not his boss. Drake knew that his words had caught him off guard because he just stood there looking at him with his mouth open a little bit. Drake leaned back and let his body loosen up as he waited for his answer. Even though he had known Dillon since they were kids, he was still the Alpha, and he didn’t like being questioned. Dillon looked at Drake for a few seconds before laughing. “No, Arc. I only said that because I thought it could help.”

The once blue sky had suddenly turned red as blood. Hello guys, The Lycan Academy is coming to an end. Thank you for your much needed support so far. Really appreciate it.

Just as things seemed to be slipping out of control, a figure appeared out of nowhere, wielding light magic that cut through the darkness. The stranger dispatched the creatures effortlessly, their form moving with grace and speed that left the group stunned. “I don’t have time for a proper introduction,” the stranger said, lowering their staff as the last creature fell. “But you’ll need me if you want to stop what’s coming.” Lucas was wary, but Seraphina stepped forward, recognizing the stranger’s power. “Who are you?” she demanded. “Alaric,” the stranger said, his eyes intense. “A rogue mage. And I’ve been tracking the Core’s rise. It’s not over. It’s not finished.”

“Honestly? It wouldn’t surprise me. With the way Sophia and I got tangled up in all this… it’s not far-fetched. They could be targeting us indirectly, trying to shake everything we’ve built. And if Isabelle’s somehow directing it, even from behind bars, then we’re in deeper trouble than I realized.” Adrian’s face grew serious. He took a moment, as if considering something. “Elijah, I know of an organization that might be able to help. They’re called The Arcane Network. It’s an underground group—mostly ex-intelligence types. They’ve been tracking Les Ombres Écarlates for years, studying their operations, trying to keep their influence in check.” I looked at him, some hope mixing with my appre