Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The school was always brimming with the energy of youth. Not every student was like Mo Fan, who had already encountered all kinds of terrifying demon beasts when he was still in his high school days.
As the students had never experienced the fear of encountering demon beasts, or been corrupted by society, the Magic Institute retained its sacredness, where everything was full of hope and anticipation.
Sitting on a bench covered in fallen dry leaves, Liu Ru could not help but feel jealous of the students in the Magic Institute.