Chapter 7

Imperial Academy of Bomenslik.

That is the name of the world-famous educational institution that teaches all the "Aspirants" of the supercontinent, which was founded 500 years ago by the third emperor and most powerful Archmage of the world of Britannia, Avalon Lunen Ivrin Lainervorial, whose main purpose was to train the next generation of talented young aspirants for the good of the future of all Britannia; regardless of their social status or nationality.

It is a place that became well known to all as Academy City due to its large size, each district being a small collective of artificial islands floating in the largest lake within Imperial territory, known to all in Britannia as the "Divine Eye of Centoria", which was literally at the center of the continent itself and looked down upon the skies of Britannia perpetually.

Famous for being an area home to one of the most powerful ley lines on the planet, it was the ideal place to create an Academy of that scale, bringing together countless talents from different kingdoms and empires, either as students or teachers.

This was located about 214 kilometers south of the Imperial Capital Loveria, free from the movement of the supercontinent's tectonic plates, held in place by powerful "Mythic Anchors" of carbon fiber, resin, and sorcery, all constructed with the most advanced magical technology in the world.

The total area covered by the artificial islands was approximately 227 and 208 square kilometers, with a collective population of over two million. Each of these islands, of varying size, was connected by extremely strong bridges, allowing the safe passage of trains equipped with advanced rune engines that converted atmospheric mana into high-intensity electrical energy to propel them.

Working closely with the official headquarters of the Tower of Sorcery, although Bomenslik Imperial Academy was administratively known as Academy City, being one of the largest metropolises in the Loveritia Empire alongside its main capital, it was actually a separate district with an independent political structure under the direct control of the headmistress, Amelia Dumbardonnia.

According to its rules, as long as those who enrolled were not criminals, even a beggar could enter the Academy; as long as they had the necessary talent, as well as a general age of 18.

Since its founding, countless Aspirants and Awakeners of various "Classes" such as Sorcerers, Knights, and Warriors have emerged from such a prestigious academy, leaving their mark on the history of the entire Centoria continent as the elite of this world.

Of course, it was also the place that produced numerous scholars and merchants of great wealth and influence throughout the kingdoms and empires. There, countless talents were nurtured each year, demonstrating their academic superiority.

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In this archipelago of interconnected artificial islands within what was arguably the largest body of water within the supercontinent Centoria, there was a beautiful island that, compared to the others surrounding it, was significantly smaller; only a few square kilometers in size and with very few buildings visible on its surface.

 

However, each and every one of them were luxurious, beautiful, and glamorous buildings with streets made of pure onyx in which a formidable runic power circulates, which would immediately give the impression that only the richest and highest status could use and walk on them.

 

And technically…they wouldn't be wrong.

 

Among these buildings, six of them stood out indistinctly as much as possible for their glorious splendor of wealth.

 

There was what some would call the real "Bomenslik Imperial Academy" in the center of the island, which had a semicircular shape with three floors that looked like a small medieval palace and a luxury resort fused together, if someone from Earth had to say so, with an imposing statue of a wise archmage and emperor in the middle of the marble plaza.

 

Next up was a building at least 15 stories high that, from any angle, looked like an over-the-top luxury hotel, painted white and filled with magically enchanted windows that prevented anyone from seeing inside. There was even a large pool on the roof.

 

And last but not least, there were four black, pentagonal buildings; exactly the same, with a seemingly classic mansion design, which also screamed luxury and grandeur unmatched in its kind.

 

All of these buildings were made with the most expensive materials available on the continental market, creating the finest mansions and even palaces in Britain. They even featured complex runic formulas inscribed within their designs that not only guaranteed their quality and durability, but also the elemental conversion necessary to allow them to repair themselves like functioning living beings.

 

All of this was a clear fruit of technological ingenuity based on sorcery and the runic arts... and of the immense wealth invested in its construction, of course.

 

Within one of these magnificent and expensive works of arcane engineering were numerous elegant rooms whose design and contents were generally worthy of nobility. Now, however, one could find one whose interior was far removed from its original appearance due to the preferences of its current occupant.

 

The beautiful oak shelves that would normally be filled with literature, books of poetry, and ancient history were now filled with stacks of books on alchemy, the occult, and other arcane knowledge too advanced for even the most ardent students of these ancient arts.

 

Despite their elegant designs and intimidating sizes, they looked rather disorganized; as if their owner hadn't bothered to give each of them any proper order beyond what seemed to make sense only to herself at the time she put them all in their proper place.

 

In one corner of the room, a huge golden alchemy pot could be seen, carved with several runes on its metal surface.

 

The design and shape were almost needlessly elegant rather than purely functional, as if it were the masterpiece of a renowned skilled craftsman, but one could vaguely sense the strong, unfathomable magical power emanating from the artifact even in its current dormant state.

 

On an alchemical table made of snow-white wood, besides some sort of air freshener that was silently burning while releasing a soft chamomile scent, one could also find a collection of glass containers with a variety of liquids and even dead animal parts inside, magical or mundane tools meant to aid in the preparation of complex potions such as a scale, a distiller, a lighter and a mortar, and even several half-open notebooks filled with alchemical formulas, thrown more or less randomly onto its surface... along with what looked like some erotic novels among the mix as well.

 

Ignoring that last detail, it seemed that the room, whose general design was that of a typical resting place of an accomplished nobleman, was completely dominated by the whims of a complete alchemist, filled with a passion for the art of potion making and the transmutation of matter like many in his profession.

 

It was no surprise, since upper-class students were allowed to decorate their rooms as they wished.

 

However, at that moment, such a loving student of alchemy was… having fun on her own in her own way.

 

That alchemist, a beautiful girl with auburn hair, lay in her comfortable bed with a high-quality cotton mattress, her surprisingly well-endowed body covered by beautiful white blankets made of linen enchanted with the power of sorcery, which embraced her fully exposed femininity beneath them as she pleased herself.

 

-Hmm...ah ♥...Ann ♥...

 

Pinching her nipples with some force and pushing her delicate fingers inside the folds of her vagina, the girl masturbated passionately while letting out sweet moans with a tender and lustful voice that would easily ignite the most primitive desires of countless men while she only fantasized about the man who aroused her ever-growing sexual appetite the moment she saw him and heard his sexy voice for the first time, to the point where she couldn't forget him no matter what.

 

—Ah...Yes ♥

 

She pictured him very clearly as he savagely penetrated her on the bed, playing with her enormous breasts as if they were his beloved toys while he moved his hips wildly to ravage her mercilessly; their sweat mixing during their passionate section as they caressed each other's skin.

 

His enormous penis (she imagined) would penetrate her relentlessly, filled with primal desires; completely eager to release its load inside her like lava from an active volcano, dyeing her womb completely white as it filled it.

 

—More ♥!

 

There was never a moment of rest; he didn't need it, for he possessed the unlimited stamina that only a Suspect possessed. Filled with lust, he grabbed her feet as he continued penetrating her standing up, injecting his hot semen once more inside her.

 

The girl shuddered with pleasure as her vivid imagination produced a devastating sensation that overwhelmed her completely. She lived to experience something like this, breathed for it; her desires revolved around this primal act between animals, and her soul screamed with desire to satisfy them, with barely any self-control.

 

He could barely satisfy his hunger with this poor excuse for gratification through imagination and self-stimulation. He used all his mental power to create these erotic scenes and enjoy them as if they were real to satisfy his desire.

 

In her mind, she would moan inconsolably as the man bit her breasts and sucked them as if he were trying to extract milk. And finally, he would put her in the humble position on all fours, like that of a weak dog, penetrating her from behind while enjoying her plump ass that shuddered with each thrust, finishing inside her once more with his overflowing semen.

 

—Ohhhh...♥

 

With her imagination fully active and her fingers skillfully dancing inside her vagina, she finally ended up arching her curvaceous back while raising her waist, letting out a loud gasp as the climax of the orgasm invaded her entire body... and finally fell, her back and butt falling onto the softness of the bed, its sheets feeling like a lover's warm embrace enveloping her body while the beautiful face with two eyes that reminded of the sun slowly faded from her mind, which slowly returned to reality.

 

The sound of a small, hot sigh echoed softly as his hands ran weak caresses over her body, stains of her love juice wetting the sheets of her luxurious mattress.

 

—That felt amazing... masturbation never felt better... it was so vivid ♥, maybe because I did it thinking of a real man~

 

Her heart pounded as she spoke in her melodious voice, quickly throwing back the sheets and looking up at the luxurious ceiling of her room with her beautiful dark green eyes. I didn't expect the day I could masturbate in such a luxurious place. Being a student in the Nigrum Aureum District sure has its benefits.

 

She smiled to herself, pleased with the gifts life had given her.

 

Her sudden connection with the old man who guided her through the ways of Alchemy and recognized her gifts as a sorceress, the opportunity this gave her to be part of such a famous institution alongside her beloved "little sister" and of course, to be able to meet, even from a distance, such an exquisite piece of man whose face she could not tear from his limbs and whose great presence surpassed the flames of desire inside her when she imagined his naked body, imposing itself on her person and dominating her completely...

 

Life is almost perfect now... That's what Jheane Lorens believed in her heart. Well, it would be completely perfect if it weren't for...

 

Three soft, polite knocks on the door, far from her bed given its size, brought her out of her thoughts, making her wrinkle her nose and, without bothering to get up or even cover her privacy, shouted, "Who is it?"

 

Realizing that the room's occupant didn't want to get up, the other person fiddled with a silver bracelet on her wrist, causing a light show to appear in Jheane's eyes that quickly formed a display screen showing the image of a stern-looking woman in maid's clothing.

 

Jheane blinked, a little surprised and somewhat uncomfortable, thinking about what to say before the other person began to speak calmly; causing her to remember that the district administrator must be hiding his privacy from the other party.

 

The woman's voice in the holographic window was almost monotone, her expression deadpan as she spoke politely.

 

"Lorens-sama, I am one of the maids personally assigned to you by the Nigrum Aureum District Administrator. I have come to inform you that you are receiving a visit from Lars Hamilton von Laniere, who requests that you come see him as soon as possible. Should I expel him immediately?"

 

-Hu..?

 

The girl named Jheane Lorens was not only momentarily surprised when she was reminded that she would be assigned a maid, or even several, but also when she was casually asked if she should chase away her beloved little brother as if it were a trivial matter.

 

She felt so absurd, as if she were a princess from a faraway kingdom and Lars a mere commoner who, out of compassion for the servants, learned of her humble existence... only to ask if they could shoo him away like a fly.

 

But... she understood where he was coming from.

 

After all, Lars was a member of Class G, one of the classes that belonged to the Aereus district, the largest and most populated district by far, but the least privileged of all the districts of the Bomenslik Imperial Academy.

 

And her?

 

Jheane Lorens was now a privileged member of the Nigrum Aurum District, exclusive to the teaching staff, of the same headmistress Amelia Dumbardonnia and also of the great SS Class, which stood out above all other existing classes, as if they were high nobility.

 

Although she was a commoner by birth and Lars was technically of noble birth, they were now on different worlds, separated by islands that could only be crossed by paying a fee via bridges powered by arcane magnetic repulsion trains.

 

All because of their different talents, which led “Academy City” to divide its students in this way.

 

The Bomenslik Imperial Academy was known across the continent as a vast elite educational center where the social status of its students abroad was simply too irrelevant compared to their magical, physical, or even political abilities, and the district they would live in was decided by their classes, which were assigned to them based on their talents and academic ability.

 

There were 5 student districts, a Combat District and a Commercial District that together formed the so-called Academy City by the Empire.

 

There were the Aereus, Chalybe, Argentum, Aurum, and Nigrum Aurum districts. (The Combat District and the Commercial District will be discussed another time, but the latter was where Arthur first awoke.)

 

There are also nine classes within the Academy, namely G, F, E, D, C, B, A, S, and SS, respectively, into which the more than one million students of different backgrounds and ages are divided; with almost every second class spread across these five districts.

 

And as expected, although it is said that all Bomenslik students are considered elites among the undisputed elites of the entire continent, the reality is that between each of them there is a noticeable difference, so drastic, that they are even labeled as the worst or the best depending on which district they end up in.

 

Obviously, classes G and F are located in the Aereus district, which is where the lower portion of the elite attending this prestigious educational institution is located, being the type of people who would to some extent stand out with their abilities in various sectors of society, but who, however, would never be able to greatly affect the general landscape on their own; the figurative lower portion of Bomenslik, which is made up of a staggering 37% of the student body.

 

From there, the relatively mediocre elites would form the E and D classes in Chalybe District, the decent elites into the C and B classes in Argentum District, the exceptional elites into the A and S classes in Aurum District, and the true elites among elites into the SS class in Nigrum Aurum District, the most luxurious district of all, with the divine student class; the young geniuses who would change the continent with their mere existence… people like Jheane, one of the top 1%.

 

Of course, it's not impossible for someone from Class G to reach Class C if they try hard enough, greatly improving their grades and skills so they can live in a better District; one of the main reasons why there's fierce competition for promotion among students from these different districts.

 

But it was practically impossible to get to Class B that way without foul play.

 

On the other hand, if someone from SS Class shows poor performance compared to the rest of their Class, they will be expelled from both SS Class and the Nigrum Aurum District in disgrace, although it would still be possible to return to SS Class because they are divine geniuses in the first place.

 

But the stain would still remain on his record.

 

Either way, whether you are Class G or Class SS, whether you are a prince or a noble from a powerful political faction or even a commoner, the status and influence you wield within the walls of Bomenslik are determined the moment you are assigned to one of these districts.

 

Of course, there was nothing as crazy as a commoner ordering a duke's son to kiss his feet for many reasons, both regulatory and the external consequences of such a thing, but the advantages of being in the upper classes are more than obvious to anyone.

 

For example, districts A through SS offer each of their few students, which are very few, luxury rooms comparable in comfort to those enjoyed by princes and princesses. For example, the Aereus district offers its students rooms comparable in comfort to those of a relatively inferior hotel.

 

For example, SS classes and above can have up to five personal servants to attend to them in their rooms. However, B classes and below only have room service, but no attendants to attend to their every need... and F and G classes don't even have that service.

 

It should also be noted that the educational and training resources for sorcery or swordsmanship (or whatever subject you specialized in) were also different for each district... so Jheane actually understood where the maiden's disdain was coming from, one that was small enough that she at least got the message.

 

But that doesn't mean he had to like it.

 

Suppressing the slight irritation that came from hearing such blatant disdain for her "younger sister," Jheane took a deep breath and replied neutrally to the maid, "Don't do that! Tell him I'll come see him in a moment..."

 

"As you wish," the Maiden replied respectfully as the magical viewing screen disappeared into particles of almost invisible lights, before presumably leaving.

 

Unable to hear a single footstep, Jheane couldn't tell if he had truly left, nor did she have the ability to accurately sense the aura of living beings, so the young alchemist activated her magic circuits and controlled them with her will, circulating the Maryoku through her body.

 

With surprising speed, Jheane's body changed and two dog ears appeared on her head and a small reddish-brown tail on her pelvis.

 

Her animal ears, which had replaced her human ones, twitched, and the Demi-Beast listened intently from outside. Sure enough, she heard the maiden's distant footsteps fading into the distance, and she sighed before laughing.

 

—I don't even know why I imagined she'd just stand there or something, how stupid...

 

Shaking her head, the young alchemist stood up to quickly dress. She may not have minded her relatives seeing her naked, but aside from the fact that she wasn't the only one in the building, there were times when she simply didn't want to be reminded that the person she adored like the sister she never had was a man. Of course, that must have been especially true in her case.

 

Although Lars would be pretty pissed off if he knew that Jheane still adores him like a cute little sister and thinks of him that way.

 

“You were even prettier when you let yourself be dressed up like an adorable princess and laughed happily saying that you were going to marry daddy… Hahahaha,” she exclaimed with some melancholy at the sweet memories that invaded her from time to time while she put on her school uniform and opened the elegant door to her room.