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At the north pole of Metatrin Mainland, the gigantic ice sheet upon the frozen sea had grown to a thickness greater than five miles. On top of this ice sheet was a town made entirely out of ice. The whole town was actually the well-functioning Mage Guild.

To have built a guild in such a freezing cold place was nothing short of arduous. The average temperature year round was below freezing - twenty degrees below freezing, to be exact. On sunny days, no sign of greenery could be seen. Even the most tenacious magical plants would not want to grow here.

The only exception was the center of Mage Guild. At the bottom of the magical tower was a huge statue. Surrounding the statue was a small garden.

This was a forbidden place within Mage Guild. The statue was rumoured to be the likeness of the Lord of Metatrin Mainland, Saleen. He was also the first Dean of Mage Guild. However, none of the students had ever seen him. Right from the initial establishment of the guild, this Dean had become a legendary figure.

The perimeter of the garden around the statue was only a hundred meters. The temperature in the garden was above the freezing point, and as the surroundings were always foggy, only the face of the statue was visible. Within the garden, a little girl in her teens was watering the plants with a jade bottle. Hundreds of water droplets were sprinkled evenly on the soil, as the water was poured out of the bottle. The bare-footed girl, clad in a long skirt, stood out prominently in this icy landscape.

In the distance, whenever students walked past, someone would comment, "How pitiful."

A prerequisite for admission to Mage Guild was that those who were Grade 9 mages or above had to continue to pursue the secrets of the world of magic. In Metatrin Mainland, being a Grade 9 mage did not mean much other than to merely signify that one was a determined person with strong perseverance.

The little girl's wordless movements would attract the pity of many mages, but none of them were aware of the impact to their mental state.

Every time such a situation occurred, a hint of a smile would appear on the little girl's lips.

Then, a beautiful young lady would appear to berate her, "Myers, do your work properly!"

The girl, whose name was Myers, would bow her head pitifully and continue her work.

Myers was indeed pitiful, but nobody would dare to rebuke that young lady, for whoever did so would suffer bad luck. To be left naked and freezing in the icy parade square would be considered the lightest punishment. Some just disappeared into thin air forever. Those people were punished for being disrespectful towards the young lady.

The young lady was a notorious devil in the guild. It was rumoured that she had close links with the Dean.

There was no lack of courageous beings on Metatrin Mainland. It was just that it was rumoured that Myers had a devil sealed in her body, and that a mythical beast hidden in the frozen sea who had cast this spell.

The guild released numerous missions annually, and there was only one mission that none of the students were able to accomplish: to expel this devil, which involved the killing of that beast and the collection of its blood to purify the little girl.

Ding… dong…

The melodious bell rang. The guild became lively as many mages of lower grades rushed excitedly to Water Element Hall to join the fun.

The Grade 9 mages - students of the lowest grade - behaved like chattering little girls. It was no wonder that since the guild's establishment a few thousand years ago, the Star of Magic had appeared less than ten times. There had been none in the last three hundred years.

The Star of Magic didn't just have a unique bloodline and the ability to inherit powerful magic. He also had to possess potent controlling ability, be skilled in alchemy, and make equipment himself in order to accomplish 12 different guild missions. These criteria alone were only the beginning of the selection of the Star of Magic. Many students were able to complete these. The outstanding masters were subsequently enrolled into the Arctic Guild.

This time, the manner in which the magic bell rang was unique. It rang thrice continuously with thirteen tones each time. This meant that the newly emerged Star of Magic was a Grade 13 student.

In the Arctic Guild, the regular Grade 9 students could graduate upon completing Grade 12. However, they had the option to not leave the guild, but instead, advance their learning as seniors. The seniors were in Grade 13 to 15, with Grade 13 being the lowest.

That being said, the Star of Magic was a Grade 13 senior. Thus far, the highest grade for the Star of Magic missions, in addition to the final selection, was Grade 15.

There were not many people in the hall, only about 300. The Dean appeared at the middle of the platform.

Francis was a Grade 16 mage. It was said that Francis's aptitude was average, but since he had followed the first Dean Saleen and had received meticulous guidance, he had made significant achievements today. 

However, this did not hinder Francis from becoming the students' idol. He had lived for thousands of years and participated in many great battles to bring peace to the Golden Plains.

It was said that the evil mage of the Golden Plains was very powerful, and as he had offered his soul to the devil, he had a body that feared nothing.

With a head of short golden hair, Francis looked like he was thirty-something years old. He looked at the young girl standing in front of him, and said "Mephisto, you are the first Grade 13 student since the establishment of the Arctic Guild to have been awarded the Star of Magic. Here is your badge."

The young lady mage, Mephisto, gladly received the badge. On this badge, there was a blemish in the shape of a lightning flash.

Why was it broken?

Frances noticed Mephisto's puzzled look and said, "Mephisto, the history of this seal dates back to the ancient times of the First Empire. In addition, the honorable mage Saleen had used this badge as a symbol of his representation of the Metatrin clan."

Mephisto held tightly onto the badge in shock, fearing that Francis would confiscate it.

Although the Metatrin clan had bowed out of the historical stage, the Metatrin city still existed as the Holy Land on the mainland. Items that Saleen had used at the beginning became treasures to mages. There were many legends regarding this badge and the most astounding one was that hidden in this badge was great power. The mighty Saleen had used this badge to slay countless evil gods in order to make the Metatrin mainland a land of freedom. 

Surely, that was just a legend. Mephisto regarded Saleen as her idol. The meaning behind this badge far outweighed its power a million times over.

There were whispers amongst the people in the hall. Everyone envied Mephisto, a talented young lady, who had in 10 years progressed from Grade 10 to Grade 13. She was considered to be the most outstanding master over the last few hundred years. Despite the fact that her grade was still considered low within the Arctic Guild, her power was equivalent to that of a Grade 12 Mage Trainer in the Fifth Dynasty.

"Mephisto, do you have any requests?" Francis looked at the young lady, pleased. Despite her inherent flaws limiting her to the practice of Water Element Magic, she had attained such amazing results so early on. As her perseverance had enabled her to acquire the highly challenging Element Conversion skills, it was the most appropriate time for her to progress to this point.

"Request?"

"Yes. As you are the winner among the 12 students, you have the privilege to make a request."

Mephisto was ecstatic. She knew that although only she had received the Star of Magic, the other 11 students would also be honored. She was merely the lucky one.

"I wish to enter the Magical Element Tower to practice!"

"Sure, not a problem!"

"Hmph…" a cold voice was heard. It came from a student waiting behind her. He had been defeated by Mephisto of Grade 13 in the battle. It was by accident. He was very depressed - a Grade 15 master was defeated by a Grade 13 master. To others, it was an honour to be the runner-up, but to him, it was pure humiliation.

"Adam, congratulations! You have achieved the good result of being the runner-up in the Star of Magic selection. The guild has decided to award you with this, please treasure it," Francis was not bothered by Adam's attitude; mages were better off as mage controllers if they did not have their personality.

Frances took out a magic wand. On seeing the wand, Adam was appeased. Francis was not lying. The reward for the runner-up, actually, was better than being the winner. It was a composite magic wand, which was refined using mysterious means, and had a large dragonshard within. The dragonshard had not been polished, but its 64-facets were evenly distributed. This was indeed a huge dragonshard usually for only Grade 16 or above.

"Adam, you may also make a request."

Adam was taken aback, and then replied happily, "Dean, sir, I hope to set the little girl free."

"Little girl?" Francis was momentarily dumbfounded.

"Yes. Myers, the pitiful Myers." Tears almost welled up in Adam's eyes as he thought of the pitiful damsel imprisoned within the garden, allegedly for a few thousand years now. The devil in her body was none of her business. The devil within her had nothing to do with her.

"This is impossible!"

"Dean, you said that I could make a request without restriction."

"Adam, your request should not be against my will, right?"

Adam looked at the Dean in puzzlement. He could not understand why to the Dean, this was a difficult matter to resolve.

"That Myers is not under my charge. She is someone else's personal property," said Francis with a smile.

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