The noble dean was indeed a shrewd person. Although he did the Great Mage Tower Master of Svel a favor, he didn't overly involve himself in the matter. Instead, he cleverly threw the subsequent handling rights to the Noble Council.
In this way, no matter how things developed later, he had distanced himself from it. He could still receive money as usual and secretly engage in underhanded practices.
Leonardo didn't make any further defense and didn't even bother to look at the blond playboy who was blatantly playing with the "Wrath of the Storm" staff.
He pushed aside the noble soldiers blocking his way and then walked out without a word.
The curses on both sides were as deafening as thunder. Some emotionally agitated women even chased after him, pointed at his head, and spat at him crazily.
" Criminal, you've completely disgraced the nobility. You should atone for your crimes with your life!"
"You disgusting liar, why don't you just die!"
"Go to hell already!!!"
Leonardo didn't look at them. He just lowered his head and walked towards the dormitory.
For the first time, he realized how powerless words were in the face of absolute power.
The academy's work efficiency was really high. As soon as Leonardo reached the door of the dormitory, he saw apprentices wearing the student union logo throwing his things out of the room one by one.
There were quite a few onlookers gathered around. When these people saw Leonardo appear, they all showed an expression of waiting to watch a good show.
Leonardo didn't get angry as the onlookers expected. After experiencing the humiliation that had made him clench his teeth in anger before, this little incident couldn't stir up his emotions anymore.
He picked out some clothes for changing from the pile of personal belongings that were like trash.
He had originally planned to take his magic books with him as well, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find them. Presumably, they had been pocketed by the members of the student union who were in charge of law enforcement.
Leonardo didn't shout loudly to ask the other party to hand over the magic books. Firstly, he had already memorized all the magic spells recorded in the books by heart. Secondly, this painful experience had taught him to keep calm. He just silently remembered the appearances of those people in his heart and then left the academy with his package.
On the ninth floor of the Great Mage Tower of Svel, Morrison Hall, who was leisurely drinking tea, also received the news that Leonardo had left the academy.
Morrison, the ninth tower master, put down the "Wrath of the Storm" staff and said to his brother-in-law, Harrington, "Don't do this kind of thing again next time. You're already half a step into the upper class. You should be more restrained in both your words and deeds. This circle is so small that everyone knows what's going on.
If you still have any ambition to climb up, it's better to do less of this kind of thing of forcibly seizing other people's magic tools."
After a pause, Morrison added, "Let's forget about it this time. But don't let it happen again. I won't cover for you in the future."
"Now that the person has left, due to the rules, I can't directly interfere. But I'll assign a knight squad to you."
"You don't need me to tell you what to do next. Make sure to clean up everything properly afterwards. In this way, even if the de Lucas family pursues this matter, I can still stop them for you."
Although Morrison didn't really look up to this brother-in-law in his heart, after all, they were relatives. Since the thing had already been snatched, in his opinion, it wasn't a big deal.
Harrington finally felt relieved.
He had his eye on Leonardo's staff on a whim. The root cause was actually the upcoming promotion.
Harrington was eager to get a magic wand that could bring him comprehensive enhancements. He had asked Morrison for it before, but the other party refused him on the grounds that young mages shouldn't rely too much on external things.
Having no other choice, Harrington set his sights on Leonardo, who had a feud with him.
"Don't worry, brother-in-law. I definitely won't let you down. He's just an exiled waste from another place. As soon as I make a move, he'll be as easy to crush as an ant," Harrington said, looking longingly at the official-level staff on the coffee table.
"Take it. But remember not to be too ostentatious. Although Whiterun City is under the watch of the Magic Tower, it's not absolutely safe all the time. Those desperadoes from outside, as long as the profit is big enough, would even dare to attack the Magic Tower. I don't want to see you come to me crying that your staff has been snatched away next time. Do you understand?"
"Yes, brother-in-law."
"Then you can go now."
Harrington bowed respectfully and retreated. After walking out of the Magic Tower gate, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Although his brother-in-law's attitude towards him was rather casual, every time Harrington was with him, he felt extremely restrained.
The aura emanating from Morrison, even though it had been restrained to some extent, still weighed on him like a huge boulder.
Sometimes, as long as Morrison's tone was a little colder, Harrington would feel as if he could hardly breathe. It was like being targeted by a top predator, and every minute and second was torture.
Harrington suppressed the fear in his heart, raised the "Wrath of the Storm" staff, and looked at the official-level magic core at the top that was emitting magical fluorescence. His heart became extremely hot.
He finally had his own staff. Now he didn't have to worry about the upcoming promotion test anymore!
However, before that, there was one more thing he had to do, which was to completely get rid of that "ant".
...
Whiterun City, without the threat of war and located in an advantageous geographical position adjacent to various countries, had a very prosperous commerce and the people lived a rather wealthy life.
Here, one could see many new and fashionable items popular in various countries nowadays, such as the newly launched stylish glasses by dwarves, the beautiful headdresses made by elves, silk shawls from overseas countries, and so on. Everything was available.
The local residents were also very recognizable. Most men wore top hats, sleeveless waistcoats inside, and long coats outside. A small number of them also walked with walking sticks, holding their heads high and walking with a confident air.
Women were dressed in gorgeous gauze long skirts, wearing round flat hats handcrafted by elves, or holding parasols decorated with exquisite ornaments. They shuttled among various delicate shops, chatting and laughing gracefully with the men who were trying to court them.
Such a retro scene made Leonardo unable to take his eyes off it.
He thought that if he hadn't been framed in this way, he would probably also be in this scene...
Playing the role of the man trying to court others.
But the cruel reality had taught him a heavy lesson and made him deeply understand how important strength was in this era.
Leonardo stopped paying attention to this prosperous scene and turned to walk in another direction of the city.
His destination this time was the Adventurers' Guild on Nightingale Street.
He didn't go there for entertainment but to apply for an adventurer's identity certificate.
Leonardo had already planned his short-term plan.
If this place didn't welcome him, there were other places that would. He planned to go to the Royal Magic Academy of Erix to study magic.
It was said that it was the top magic academy among all the countries in the Southern Region.
Leonardo had an extremely persistent pursuit of becoming stronger, so he naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity.
Regarding the rigid requirements in the academy's entrance examination, Leonardo didn't think they would stump him.
After studying the basic knowledge related to magic, he already had a general understanding of his magical talent and the speed of his progress.
His talent in magic was undoubtedly extremely astonishing.
Magic had been passed down for tens of thousands of years. The apprentice-level magic had been continuously improved by predecessors over the generations and had almost reached a point where it was difficult to optimize further.
However, as a low-level apprentice, Leonardo had successfully modified the Fireball spell just by a moment of inspiration and greatly enhanced the power of the Fireball spell...
This was something that even a great mage might not be able to do in a lifetime, but Leonardo had accomplished it easily, which showed how powerful his magical talent was.
Moreover, Leonardo's talents were not limited to magic modification. He also had talents such as casting spells without chanting and being proficient in all elements.
It seemed that he was born to be a mage. What flowed in his veins seemed not to be blood but elemental magic power.
So, Leonardo wasn't worried that he wouldn't meet the entrance requirements. The only thing that troubled him a little was the various costs.
Training a mage really cost a lot of money. If one wanted to make rapid progress on the path of magic, one needed a huge amount of gold coins as support.
But now, Leonardo was penniless.
The family probably wouldn't give him any financial support either.
The father in his memory was an extremely hypocritical, old-fashioned, and snobbish person. In his eyes, there were always only interests and how to expand the family's power.
For Leonardo, a "waste" who had brought shame to the family, the father would only think that he was redundant and in the way.
...
The teller girl at the Adventurers' Guild was very pretty, but her attitude was not friendly at all. When Leonardo was applying for the certificate, she looked like she couldn't care less and was almost rolling her eyes at him.
It took Leonardo several times longer than others to finally get the certificate.
After putting on the brand-new wooden tag, he turned around to leave.
Just then, an adventurer wearing a gold tag happened to walk up behind him. The teller, who had just had a look of disgust on her face, instantly changed her expression, put on a big smile, and quickly went up to greet the other person, fawning over him with concern.
She looked exactly like a pug wagging its tail to beg for food.