From MC's perspective:
A Block Gallery room,
"#47 ruin, what is it?" I muttered to myself. I know there are a number of forbidden places and ruins in our country.
They are recognised by the special numbers. But the number 47 doesn't ring any bells to me.
"What?"
"You don't know," Mike Curtis' mouth curved into an arc.
Hearing that my mouth twitched. I almost forgot that he is paying attention to me.
Pete, who is sitting right next to me, is annoyed as well.
"If you know, can you tell us," Pete directly asked.
Everyone knows that as a Taboo Wizard Mike Curtis has grasped too much information.
"I'll tell you," Before Mike could open his mouth.
One of the council elders spoke. Only 5 council elders accompanied the students. Among them he seems to have fought more battles in his life.
His appearance was tough and skin was tanned. Those exposed skins got scar marks.
