Silva's mana right now was way too high, so high that the best mages in this kingdom would beg for it.
So for her to have half his mana, her magical abilities were no joke at all. There was definitely something special about her.
After a while, the teacher walked into the class. She was a beautiful lady dressed in robes, though it did little to hide her curves.
Even though she carried a sexy air around her, she still oozed intelligence, she also looked like someone that would curse at you. Her dark lustrous hair matched her abyss like eyes.
"Good day, crickets. I'm your homeroom teacher," she said. Her voice was insulting; normally teachers wouldn't talk like that, but no one took offense.
"I know most of you feel special that you got into the S class of the academy. You all feel like you have become somewhat important.
