Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

High in the sky, a young peacock glowing with seven-colored light streaked across the sky, leaving behind a dazzling seven-colored light.

Every time they saw this boundless and dazzling scene, there would always be someone who would comment on the sky with envy or marvel.

However, most people in the Holy Light City were already used to this scene.

Everyone basically knew that it was the Guardian Spirit Beast of the Nicholas family clan. It was said to be the bloodline of the previous level-7 Five-Color Peacock. It had just hatched and was already a level-5 Seven-Color Peacock. It was a high-grade spirit beast bloodline that could not be seen even in a hundred thousand years.

The seven-color young peacock rushed out from the clouds and flew to the sky above a certain building complex in the Holy Light City.

At the outermost entrance of this extremely vast building complex, the door plate had the words ‘Sky Eagle School’ engraved on it.

This was the best school in the Holy Light City. It was famous throughout the country and was one of the four best schools in the country.

The seven-color young peacock flew a few rounds around the center of the school and landed on a tall tree. Its agile eyes stared intently at a classroom in front of it, as if there was someone inside whom it was very familiar with, and whom it liked.

In the school, many children in their early teens were paying attention “seriously”.

The primary school students closest to the window had discovered the commotion outside and shared it softly with their friends.

“Look! The little colorful peacock has flown onto the tree again!”

“Wow! It’s so beautiful! I really want one too…”

“My father said that this is a level-5 spirit beast, and it rarely… appears!”

“Anthony! Seven-Color has come to look for you again!”

“Anthony, can you let it fly down? We all want to see it. It’s so beautiful…”

“Little Seven can fly so high. Can Anthony also fly into the sky?”

As the discussion spread, the group of children could not help but look at the little boy sitting in the middle.

The boy was wearing the same blue and white student uniform. He still looked a little childish, but his aura was somewhat different from that of other children. He gave one an indescribable feeling.

Originally, he had been listening intently to the teacher’s lesson. After being successively pointed out, he looked helplessly at the seven-color young peacock outside and smiled helplessly.

This person, Anthony, was the master of the seven-color young peacock, the first descendant of the 18th generation of the Nicholas family clan.

Anthony had been in school since he was six years old. He was already an eleven-year-old student.

The other children of the clan had also entered the school to study.

For the past ten years, the magical world had been in turmoil. The Nicholas family clan was as usual, staying out of it and living a peaceful life.

Amidst the calm, the children of the Nicholas family lived an innocent and carefree life.

“Cough, cough!” The teacher at the front of the classroom coughed lightly and said sternly, “No whispering in class!”

The group of children quickly sat up straight. However, they could not help glancing outside from time to time.

The teacher, who had a serious expression, swept his gaze across the group of primary school students below. Then, he looked at Anthony, who did not seem to be affected at all. He stroked his beard, flipped a page of the book, and continued.

However, he had just started to speak when his momentum was interrupted by the commotion. The teacher who was holding the book frowned.

The children by the window were the first to notice the commotion. When they saw clearly, they all shouted.

“Someone is fighting again!”

“… It’s Durga from Year 5 Class 2!”

“It’s him again! So many people are surrounding him and hitting him!”

“So what if there are more? Durga will definitely defeat them all!”

The classroom was in chaos again. The teacher was so angry that he reprimanded them repeatedly, but he still could not stop the students from chattering.

Hearing the various chatters, Anthony held his forehead helplessly. This… sigh.

“Ring, ring, ring!” Suddenly, the bell for the end of the lesson sounded.

The teacher, who had been reprimanding them repeatedly, shook his head at the group of students who had no interest in studying and left with the lesson materials.

Among the group of children in the classroom, some were huddled together at the door, and some were peeking out of the windows. There were also some who had rushed out of the door, shouting that they wanted to take a closer look.

Anthony tidied up his textbook notes and quickly flew out from the window near the back door, which had a poor visibility

Without turning around to look at the students who had exclaimed, Anthony flew away quickly.

Many of the children by the window exclaimed in envy.

Some of the children who thought that jumping out of the window was very cool had also jumped out. However, their movements were a little awkward, but they did not fuss about this. They ran quickly toward Anthony, who was in front of them and still faintly visible.

The group of children joined in the fun and ran in the direction of a school field not far away.

In the curriculum of the Sky Eagle School, there were those who studied liberal arts and those who studied martial arts. The liberal arts lessons were basically conducted in classrooms, and the martial arts lessons were usually held in the field outside.

On the school field, a group of students was originally attending a martial arts lesson, but now, the scene was a little out of control…

The students on the field were basically divided into two groups. One group was watching the battle and discussing it, and the other group was in a chaotic battle.

To be precise, there were more than ten children fighting a student.

“Stop fighting!” A teacher shouted in vain from the side, trying to stop him. “Durga! Stop quickly!!”

“Students! Be careful…”

The teacher only berated from the side, but no one listened to him. He was so anxious that he was sweating, but he could not stop them personally.

This was because… he really could not defeat these children.

As an ordinary martial arts teacher, he was only an ordinary level-9 Mage now. And these people in front of him all had extraordinary backgrounds. They had all practiced martial arts since they were young…

Especially Durga, who was already a top Great Mage. Even though he had suppressed a lot of his strength, the teacher still could not defeat him.

The school naturally had high-level teachers, but they usually did not teach ordinary classes.

By the time Anthony arrived at the school field, the many-to-one battle had already come to an end.

Eight teenage children with bruises and swellings on their face were lying on the ground, wailing. They looked especially miserable.

In the middle stood a ten-year-old boy who did not have any injuries and looked strong. He was Durga, who had been giving the teacher a headache.

“What did I say earlier? You guys are too inferior!” Durga sneered at them in disdain and provoked, “If you want to win, find more powerful ones next time!”

As he spoke, he found someone familiar beside him. He immediately grinned and said, “Anthony, you’re here!”

“Durga, why didn’t you hold back again?” Anthony was very helpless. “There will be another punishment waiting for you later.”

Durga shrugged his shoulders indifferently. “They were the ones who came looking for me. I had been forced! If you don’t believe me, you can ask the classmates beside you!”

He walked directly to Anthony and put his arm around his shoulder. “Let us get out of here quick! It’ll be too late once the principal comes here later!”

Anthony was speechless.

“Formick!” Durga waved at the figure below the tree beside him. “The class is over. Let’s go home!”

Leaning against the tree, the silent figure walked toward the two of them. Just like when they were young, Formick remained silent.

The three of them walked toward the school gate together. Anthony turned his head and asked, “Where’s Arka?”

“He’s probably reading thick books in some corner again.” Durga scratched his head. “Forget him, let’s leave first!”