Magic Conundrums and the Great Mage (7)

The instructors—the magic addicts—began running wild.

Some tore at their hair, while others rolled across the floor and screamed.

Still others gnawed at their fingernails, displaying clear signs of anxiety.

“We have to find out what comes next... We absolutely have to know what comes next.”

“I can't sleep like this!”

Watching that pandemonium, Dean Raymond opened his mouth with a cold expression.

“Everyone, be quiet.”

His cold, lowered voice carried the heavy pressure of mana.

The instructors—the magic addicts—whipped their heads around.

Their gazes fixed on Dean Raymond were utterly murderous. They looked ready to rush him and grab him by the collar at any moment...