There aren’t many students at Mistrem; though it seems similar to Earth-based academies, it’s actually a gathering of Nebis’s best in family background and magical talent, and their numbers aren’t very high.
Excluding the junior academy that mainly serves as a gilding institution for the aristocracy, the combined student count for the official and high-tier academies barely exceeds two thousand.
According to the "script" of the Reversed World, including Li Ang, everyone is attending their first year at the official academy, Zoe naturally included.
"Let me see, all the courses selected are of this type?"
Though knowing she must be different from before, the difference is indeed quite large.
Painting, sculpture, filling up the elective limit for non-magical courses with art-related ones.
According to the schedule, she would be in the painting classroom at this moment.
Li Ang set out immediately, aiming to reach there before class ends and witness Zoe’s current state up close.
Before leaving the Eternal Summer to enter Zultin Marsh, the plan discussed with Farina was for the girls to enroll at the junior academy through Kitan’s connections, as the goal was not to study much magic but to provide comprehensive educational exposure.
In truth, they seemed to have actually slipped into the official academy, though it was unclear under what guise Kitan managed it.
Yet, given their true abilities, Li Ang could think of a few possibilities, likely under an exchange banner, but directly attending as a first-year was somewhat strange.
From what he remembers, upon entering Thousand Tower City, this transformation occurred, with little known about the intervening events.
Spiritual Driving can’t be used on oneself, and even if it could, it extracts memories by causing the affected person to verbalize them rather than retrieving them directly.
Compared to the number of students, Mistrem’s campus is utterly vast, and after leaving Fimis, half a class had already passed by the time Li Ang reached the art course building, nearing the end of the class period.
Due to the existence of Magic Runes and Magic Arrays, mages learning art primarily practice their carving and writing skills to prepare for studying these two subjects.
Simultaneously, at Mistrem, art courses also nurture inspiration and meditation abilities.
Interestingly, many might not believe it, but among the three big academies in Thousand Tower City, Mistrem, which emphasizes practical magic aspects, is ironically the most "superstitious."
Pure application dwells within the mysterious rhythms of worldly magic power, in contrast to Akenna, which directly offers cold courses like "Magic Pattern Drawing" and "Array Principles," and Oktos, where these skills are basic and integrated into deeper and more complex courses, which reportedly consist mainly of specialized classes opened by professors and lecturers based on personal interests and research aims.
The clock tower’s sound had already rung as Li Ang reached the staircase, trying hard to get to Zoe’s classroom on the fifth floor, while passing numerous students, some greeting him along the way. He scrutinized everyone to ensure she hadn’t slipped by.
Upon arriving at the fifth floor, the entire building had mostly returned to silence, with an empty corridor devoid of anyone’s presence.
Heading toward the target classroom, the unique scent of mineral paints began infiltrating his nose.
A fine arts class had just ended here, evidenced by students carrying art boards encountered earlier.
The door wasn’t closed, but Li Ang didn’t rashly enter, instead peeking his head in from the doorway.
This single glance left him utterly frozen.
The chestnut-haired young girl in her school uniform sat by the window wall, with the dyed golden hair now just a tiny bit at her forelocks. Her fingers held a paint-dipped brush, its tip paused mid-air before touching the paper.
Her eyes were partly closed, seemingly contemplating the next stroke, or perhaps using the painting as a window to her thoughts, momentarily lost in reverie.
Her semi-lazy expression subtly tempered the dazzling brilliance of her pigeon blood-red eyes, perfectly complementing her doll-like exquisite face, with the midday golden sunlight adding a transcendent aura, akin to a celestial god’s little daughter poised to become an art goddess, or a princess untouched by dust descending upon the scene.
If one part was divinely graceful according to her right hand and demeanor, then her barefoot placed on the chair and her left hand unconsciously playing with the bead string like her toes exuded youthful mischievousness, adding a touch that tugs more at others’ heartstrings.
Even in a classroom filled with artwork, her presence unmistakably declares her as the most outstanding among them.
Zoe... Li Ang restrained the impulse to enter at this moment, desiring to admire this scene a little longer.
After all, such an opportunity might never come again.
What’s awakening Li Ang is not only the striking beauty but also the stirring of emotions deep within, concerning the young girl’s fate.
For some reason, he felt that if she didn’t have this Star Soul Greenhouse heritage, or if her parents weren’t extraordinary like Liluliss, perhaps achieving a stable life, raised as an ordinary girl, she might truly be here in the school’s art studio, earnestly painting like this.

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