But Epherene will receive a penalty.2

Epherene gazed at the blackboard, momentarily forgetting the perilous situation they were in. Her thoughts were fixated on the number of penalty points floating before her eyes.0

14 points.0

One more penalty point and she’d be stuck with daily cleaning duty in the foulest bathroom. If she reached twenty-five points, she’d lose her dormitory and scholarship, costing her 50,000 elne for the semester. Realizing this, she quickly grabbed the chalk.0

Epherene didn't write Deculein is a fool.0

The response came swiftly.0

Who wrote it?0

After a moment's hesitation, she picked up the chalk and wrote.0

Sylvi2

“What’s going on?” Sylvia asked as she approached, startling Epherene.0

“Oh? Oh, uh, I think... I think this blackboard is connected to Professor Deculein!” Epherene exclaimed, hurriedly erasing the writing with her robe sleeve.0

Luckily, Sylvia didn't seem to catch on to her deception and simply widened her eyes at the blackboard.0

"What’s going on? Why are you staring at the blackboard?"0

“Ephie, what’s the matter?” Julia asked, approaching with Lucia while the other mages remained too preoccupied to notice.0

Bang—!0

Another massive impact shook the lecture room. Epherene quickly wrote on the blackboard.0

Professor, this isn't the time. We don't know the code for the barrier, and the lecture room is about to collapse.0

Immediately, text began to appear on the blackboard.0

Tap— tap, tap— tap, tap, tap—0

The sound of precise, methodical writing filled the room. Circles and lines soon covered the blackboard, forming a coded spell.0

Bang—!0

A violent impact battered the lecture room, causing the damaged walls to buckle like wooden planks. Some Debutants had already fainted, while most others trembled in fear. Only Epherene, Sylvia, and...2