I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Meeting an Old Acquaintance Again!

"You want to learn the most powerful magic?" Dean Bruce chuckled. "You wish! That kind of magic isn't something you can just learn because you want to."

"Hehe," Prolo Hawthorne grinned sheepishly. "Master, please teach me. If I learn it, I can impress my grandfather, and you two could end up working together, right?"

"…"

Dean Bruce shook his head and said, "The magic I teach is not something easily grasped. Are you sure you want to learn?"

He added, "Let me make it clear—if you can't comprehend the magic within a month, our master-student relationship ends there."

Dean Bruce wasn't too concerned about the details. He was mainly interested in gaining the system rewards for teaching.

So as long as the magic was successfully learned, he'd be content.

Prolo Hawthorne, despite his playful demeanor, was quite talented and confident. Coming from a prestigious background, he wasn't worried about the month-long deadline.

Dean Bruce, sensing no one else nearby, seized the moment and said, "The magic I'm about to teach you is an ultimate defensive spell! It's called Thousand Mountains Fortress."

"Thousand Mountains Fortress? That name sounds so powerful! Master, teach me quickly!"

Prolo Hawthorne was now visibly excited.

Thousand Mountains Fortress was a spell that Dean Bruce had already mastered. Passing it on was no difficult task.

With enough focus, Prolo Hawthorne would have no trouble grasping it.

After teaching him the incantation and explaining the basic principles, the food they had ordered was delivered.

The meal, featuring the meat of a sixth-tier beast, lived up to its reputation. Even though it had been specially prepared to minimize side effects, Dean Bruce could still feel his skin heating up and his blood vessels pulsing after he finished eating.

Thankfully, his robes were loose enough to hide any noticeable changes.

Once the meal was over, Dean Bruce didn't linger at the Magic Guild. He had already taught Prolo Hawthorne everything he needed to know. Whether or not he could successfully comprehend the magic was now up to him.

Leaving the Magic Guild, Dean Bruce strolled leisurely toward the Nine Provinces Alliance.

He needed to find Cyb Louis and clarify which Secret Realm the Nine Provinces Alliance had granted him a spot for.

Since he wasn't on horseback, Dean Bruce walked slowly through the streets, making his way at a relaxed pace.

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Dean Bruce's ears: "As expected of the heart of the continent, Saint Laurent City is truly bustling! Even the magic equipment sold at street stalls is of superior or even excellent quality!"

"Hehe, I can already imagine what life will be like at the new school."

"I wonder what the instructors at Saint Laurent Advanced Magic Academy will be like?"

Hearing the various conversations, Dean Bruce couldn't help but feel intrigued.

New students at Saint Laurent Advanced Magic Academy?

Were they here for orientation?

These could be his future students, after all. Dean Bruce turned his head, and his eyes landed on a familiar figure—Lucy Michelle!

Slightly surprised, Dean Bruce quickly realized that the magic he had taught her must have worked, allowing her to pass the entrance exam and gain admission to the Saint Laurent Advanced Magic Academy.

Around Lucy Michelle were about ten other young men and women, all looking youthful and vibrant—likely fellow new students, perhaps even acquaintances.

Sensing Dean Bruce's gaze, the group looked up, and Lucy Michelle's face immediately lit up with joy. She quickly exclaimed, "Master! What are you doing here?"

"Hmm, just here in Saint Laurent City to handle some business," Dean Bruce nodded slightly in response.

In that moment, the other young students around her were visibly surprised, their eyes now fixed on Dean Bruce, whispering among themselves:

"Who's that? He looks so young!"

"That magical robe he's wearing is pretty impressive. Must be high-grade too."

"Wow, he's so young! Is he really Lucy's teacher?"

"Lucy's magic skills were always the weakest among us, at the bottom of the rankings. And she found herself such a young teacher? He doesn't seem very powerful."

They clearly hadn't realized that Lucy Michelle had passed the advanced academy's entrance exam, as only the academy's instructors knew the results. To them, she was still the Lucy from before.

But Lucy didn't care about their chatter. Since learning magic from Dean Bruce, her abilities had improved significantly. Moreover, after their more... intimate encounters, she felt especially close to him. Without hesitation, she ran forward and threw herself into Dean Bruce's arms.

Seeing this, the group of students was left speechless, their earlier gossip abruptly silenced. Then, a new wave of murmurs broke out.

"Whoa... with how close they are, that definitely doesn't look like a student-teacher relationship!"

"No wonder Lucy Michelle, with her poor grades, was able to get into the Advanced Magic Academy. She must have sold her body for it!"

Though Dean Bruce's magic rank might not be the highest, his physical and spiritual strength—bolstered by the numerous treasures he had consumed—was more than enough to catch every word of the students' whispered insults. His eyes grew cold.

He wasn't the type to tolerate such disrespect. Gently lowering Lucy Michelle to the ground, he began walking straight toward the group of students.

Sensing his approach, they immediately stopped talking.

They weren't foolish; despite their arrogance, they knew their strength didn't come close to matching the polished and powerful aura that Dean Bruce exuded.

Rather than reprimanding them outright, Dean Bruce flashed a pleasant smile and said, "Are you all new students here to enroll at Saint Laurent Academy?"

"That's right!"

At his words, the group of young men and women suddenly stood a little taller, pride swelling in their chests. They had forgotten for a moment that Saint Laurent Advanced Magic Academy was one of the continent's top magical institutions.

There was no need for them to be so meek—they had powerful backers!

However, just as they were reveling in their sense of superiority, Dean Bruce's next words—delivered with a smiling face—hit them like a demon's growl from the abyss, sending chills down their spines.

"It's good that you're here for enrollment. Let me introduce myself. I am Dean Bruce, a professor at Saint Laurent Advanced Magic Academy."

His smile remained as he continued, "You know, there's an old saying: 'Disaster comes from the mouth.' Once the semester begins, I'll be teaching you. Consider yourselves lucky to have met me now. If we had met after graduation..."

Though his expression remained warm, the cold and deadly undertone in his voice was unmistakable, striking fear into the hearts of the students.

"What's wrong, Master?" Lucy Michelle asked, her face puzzled, unaware of what had just transpired.

"Nothing," Dean Bruce replied, having successfully frightened the group. He saw no reason to escalate things in public. After all, they'd be his students soon, and there would be plenty of opportunities to teach them some lessons. Turning back to Lucy, he added, "Since you're here, come with me to my place. No need to rush the enrollment process."

"Okay, Master."

Lucy Michelle nodded, then glanced back at the group with a cheerful smile. "I'm heading out now! I won't be joining you at the inn. See you all at the academy!"

With that, she linked her arm with Dean Bruce's, and together they continued on their way toward the Nine Provinces Alliance.

As Dean Bruce walked away, the group of young students collectively exhaled, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from their chests. Yet, as they exchanged uneasy glances, fear still lingered on their faces.

After a long moment, one of them muttered under their breath, "Hmph, what's he so smug about? He's just a teacher! Saint Laurent Advanced Magic Academy has plenty of new students, and lots of different classes. There's no guarantee we'll end up in his."

"Exactly, no need to be scared of him!"

"Yeah, we'll probably—"

Suddenly, Dean Bruce's voice echoed in their ears once again: "Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm a senior professor. That means I have the right to select my students first."

At those words, the color drained from the students' faces. Their legs began to tremble.

They had never imagined that a few careless remarks would land them in trouble with a senior professor!

What kind of future could they expect at the academy now? Would they be walking on eggshells the whole time?

"Don't… don't worry! He's still a teacher. He can't actually harm us… at most, he'll just make things difficult for us…"

"But even that's going to make life miserable..."

"Sigh, from now on, I swear I won't say things like that again. Let's hope Professor Dean can find it in his heart to forgive us this once."

As their nervous chatter filled the air, this time Dean Bruce didn't respond. Instead, he and Lucy Michelle continued onward toward the Nine Provinces Alliance.

If the Secret Realm he was going to enter was indeed the Quicksand Secret Realm, then he could give one of his spots to Lucy Michelle, helping her rapidly increase her strength and master more magic.

After the previous experience, the guards at the Nine Provinces Alliance didn't block Dean Bruce this time. They promptly escorted him to Cyb Louis's office.

Once the guard left, Lucy Michelle couldn't help but comment, "Master, I knew you weren't just anyone! You've got such high status here in Saint Laurent City. But why did you stay in Notting City as a lowly professor?"

Hearing this, the corner of Dean Bruce's mouth twitched slightly. Up until a month ago, he really didn't have these titles!

It just goes to show—once a person's strength grows, privileges and status naturally follow.

This realization only deepened Dean Bruce's drive and desire for greater power.