"Name?"


    A man at the reception desk asked as he stood before a Spatial Teleportation Circle. These long-distance teleportation devices were widely used throughout the Academy for transportation.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    "Zytherion Mythraldor!"


    The old butler announced thunderously, his voice echoing as though he were addressing a royal court.


    "Keep your voice down, old man," the guards there muttered, visibly annoyed.


    The receptionist frowned but quickly checked his records. His eyes widened as he read the details. "Zytherion Mythraldor… Oh, you''re the new Supreme Talent! Wee, wee, Sir!" His voice was suddenly mixed with awe and excitement, drawing the attention of nearby guards and staff.


    Colleagues leaned in, their curiosity piqued.


    "May we proceed?" Aengus asked calmly, cutting through the sudden chatter.


    Startled, the receptionist stammered, "Ah, yes Sir! You may proceed."


    Without further dy, Aengus stepped into the circle, the old butler following closely behind like a silent shadow.


    With the mechanisms activated, they disappeared from the spot instantly, leaving behind gossiping crowd.


    ---


    "Plop! Plop!"


    When they reappeared, they were greeted by the sight of a vast, majestic white building towering into the sky.


    Aengus nced around, observing many students entering the grand Academy Building of Laws.


    He didn''t attract much attention, blending seamlessly with his casual,bat-ready attire in ck and white. However, his strikingly handsome face and intimidating eyes earned a few curious nces from female students as they passed by.


    "Master, this is the Main Academy building where only the most privileged and talented students gather," the butler informed him cautiously. "If one doesn''t have a solid background, they shouldn''t pick fights here. Please be careful, Master."


    Aengus shrugged nonchntly, stepping forward with measured confidence. He left the butler standing there, gazing at his back with a mix of awe and doubt.


    "Will this one be able to survive?" the old butler muttered under his breath. "But the boy is mysterious. No information about his background has surfaced yet. Just where did hee from?"


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    Aengus walked alone through the vast hallway, casually inquiring about the Faculty of Space.


    Whoever he asked gave him strange looks, likely unable to ept that someone like him was associated with the Supreme Law of Space. He didn''t care; their reactions were insignificant to him.


    Eventually, he passed through various faculties: Fundamentalws faculty, next elemental faculty Fire, Water, Earth, and then on to the Supreme Faculties—Time, Gravity, and Space.


    Aengus'' gaze lingered briefly on the signs for the Time and Gravity faculties. A glimmer of desire flickered in his eyes, a subtle hint of ambition.


    But for now, his goal was the Faculty of Space.


    His ss was scheduled in the "Newbie Section" where only students with minorprehension of Space Law were gathered.


    Aengus lightly knocked on the door before entering the ssroom.


    Instantly, most of the students turned their eyes toward him, momentarily distracted from the professor''s ongoing lecture.


    The ssroom was a vast circr hall filled with male and female students, interspersed with other lifeforms alongside humans.


    The professor, a middle-aged man with a sharp aura, cast a nce at Aengus, offering a subtle nod of approval for him to take a seat.


    Under the curious gazes of hundreds of students, Aengus strode forward with steady, confident footsteps that carried an air of quiet dominance.


    A few unruly male students attempted to trip him up using various tricks—stretching out their legs, creating small space distortions, or employing minor Space Law techniques.


    Aengus merely smirked, evading their petty tricks with ease and continuing his walk unbothered, his movements smooth and fluid, leaving them frustrated and embarrassed.


    Aengus took a seat in the back, all alone, his eyes turning to the professor. The professor, named Barut, was a man in histe 40s.


    "Impressive as your marks, Student Zytherion. Why don''t you introduce yourself?" the professormented calmly, without a hint of excitement.


    "Whoa! He is Zytherion? He''s the new Supreme Talent with Supreme Law. Competitions are going to get tough, guys."


    "Yeah, I heard he''s alreadypleted nearly 4% mastery of Space."


    "And he''s so handsome and manly," a girl whispered with a smitten expression. "Look at his eyes—I want to be drawn into them."


    "Leave it, girl. He''s so proud and might not even like you with your meager 0.67% mastery. He''s more suitable for me," another girlmented, her fluttering eyes locked onto the handsome hunk.


    Some of the boys were jealous to the point of fuming.


    Aengus stood up with nonchnce and uttered halfheartedly, "My name is Zytherion Mythraldor. Like you all, my goal is to be a Great Master of Space like one day. Thank you."


    With that, Aengus sat down, clearly unwilling to engage in meaningless talk. He was here only until he found Be and Aria. So there was no need to get too familiar with others.


    "That''s all?" some females muttered in disappointment, clearly wanting to hear his voice more.


    Some male students thought Aengus was too arrogant.


    Their whispers of displeasure echoed through the hall.


    "Silence!"


    Professor Barut shouted, sending shivering spatial ripples through the room that chilled the students instantly.


    As a man with over Major 31% mastery in Space Law, his power wasn''t something to be underestimated.


    "Student Zytherion, I think I wouldn''t have to remind you to keep your determination set on your target. Without iron will and determination, even the strongest potential would eventually rust. Be mindful of that," Professor Barut warned, turning to Aengus.


    Turning his attention back to the lesson, Professor Barut continued, "We are discussing Spatial Teleportation and how it works. It''s like manipting the very spatial fabric of reality. For beginners, this can be challenging..."


    Professor Barut spoke in depth, but Aengus only nodded asionally to maintain the pretense of an attentive honor student.


    To Aengus, the lesson was like child''s y. They were literally teaching the basics of the basics.


    He observed the top talents in the ss. Among them were two other Supreme Talents who often gave him curious—or rather, challenging—nces. Theirprehension levels were between 3% and 4%.


    Aengus ignored their provocative stares, giving a faint smirk. Inside, however, he was quickly losing patience.


    He didn''t want to y this childish game of challenge and rivalry at all. Bored, he leaned on the desk and drifted off to light sleep.