After four days of training, Monday came. Epherene and Allen returned to the university, walking behind someone who drew everyone's attention.0

Dressed in a flawless suit, with long legs, broad shoulders, and a commanding air—Professor Deculein stood out from the crowd. Epherene still had things she wanted to say to him. Unspoken thoughts swirled in her mind, waiting for the right moment.0

"Oh, that reminds me. Professor, what are your plans regarding Civil Support?" Allen asked first.0

Epherene subtly leaned in, listening closely.0

"The Northern Region. Most likely fire support," Deculein answered.1

The Northern Region was where the mages avoided the most. The farther one traveled from the capital, the fewer mages there were, and no place was as demanding as the Northern Region.0

Its brutal climate, infested with demonic beasts and occasionally tainted by traces of demonic energy, made it the harshest environment for mages lacking physical endurance. In the Northern Region, knights outnumbered mages by more than ten to one.1

"Do you fear it?" Deculein asked.0

"Not at all, Professor! Especially with you there!"0

"I’m not afraid either," Epherene added quickly.0

Deculein nodded at their responses. Just then, they arrived at the Mage Tower’s parking lot. 0

As Deculein...0