The City of Mist, the Illusory Metropolis, the Phantom Lake... Olyfindor was known by many names.
But its most renowned identity was undoubtedly as the continent's foremost academy of magic.
The tranquil lake surface rippled faintly, and through the thick, impenetrable fog, an unmanned wooden boat drifted to the shore.
Without hesitation, Xia Lun and Aina stepped aboard.
"Hey, wait... what about the horse and carriage? We spent fifty gold coins on them," Liyana suddenly called out from behind.
"You care about that now, Liyana?" Aina sounded surprised. "Just leave them. Consider it a gift for whoever finds them."
"I'm not usually this extravagant," Liyana muttered as she removed the saddle and reins from the horse, patting its head. "You're free now, little one."
Xia Lun and Aina were already on the boat, which had drifted a dozen meters away. Liyana didn’t even need a running start—with a light leap, she landed gracefully on the boat without causing even a slight wobble.
The dense fog obscured everything beyond five meters.
The lake was eerily silent, with no signs of life except for the ripples left by the boat.
Xia Lun and Aina nestled together on the boat, while Liyana, ever restless, leaned over the edge and plunged her head into the water. Her golden hair swayed like aquatic plants, as if she were washing it.
"Liyana... really hasn’t changed at all," Xia Lun mused.
"Gurgle, gurgle—"
Bubbles rose from the submerged elf’s head before she lifted it back up, sending droplets flying.
With her striking beauty, the scene should have been picturesque, but Xia Lun couldn’t bring himself to appreciate it.
"What’s down there?" he asked casually.
"A vein of magic crystals," Liyana replied. "No wonder the mist is so saturated with mana. Truly worthy of the continent’s top magic academy."
She seemed to have a mischievous idea. "Actually, I’m a bit short on funds. Mind if I dive down and grab a few?"
Aina warned, "There’s a powerful magic barrier beneath the lake. You’d get trapped and never come back up."
"Ugh, figured as much," Liyana sighed, shrugging.
Suddenly, the fog began to dissipate, revealing the scenery in an instant.
A city stood at the center of the lake, enclosed by a barrier that kept the mist at bay, like a giant glass bowl turned upside down. Sunlight poured from above, and despite the surrounding fog, the space felt open, as if they’d stepped into another world.
The boat reached the shore.
The city’s architecture was reminiscent of Romanesque style—grand and solemn, yet intricately adorned.
From the shore, the towering spires at the city’s heart were unmistakable, dwarfing the surrounding buildings. That was the true Olyfindor Magic Academy.
What they’d glimpsed earlier on the lake was its reflection.
Olyfindor was originally the name of the city, but its magic academy had grown so renowned that people now used "Olyfindor" to refer solely to the academy, reducing the city to a mere appendage.
"Wow... this place is incredible."
Liyana had traveled far and wide, but even she couldn’t help marveling.
The city was crisscrossed with waterways, but these weren’t rivers—jumping in would send one straight to the lake’s depths.
"How are these buildings floating on the lake? This isn’t an island, is it?" Liyana voiced her confusion.
Xia Lun glanced at Aina, clearly curious as well.
Aina tapped the ground lightly with her foot. "The foundation here isn’t made of ordinary bricks but repulsion crystals... They repel magical energy, creating a force that counteracts the magic crystal veins beneath the lake, allowing the city to float."
"That’s amazing," Liyana gasped.
"Even if the lake were drained, the city would still hover in the air," Aina added. "But if the magic veins below were damaged, the city would sink."
Liyana recalled her earlier idea and sheepishly stuck out her tongue.
As they walked and talked, they soon arrived at the academy’s gates.
The square in front was... lively.
Extremely lively—packed to the brim.
Young boys and girls, nervous expressions on their faces, clutched standard-issue beginner staves—simple, meter-long polished wooden rods topped with low-quality elemental stones.
"Seems like it’s new student enrollment day," Liyana muttered.
Xia Lun watched the youths, feeling a pang of relief.
Now... these young ones wouldn’t have to fight on battlefields like they once did.
Suddenly, the crowd fell silent.
A burst of flames erupted as a lithe figure descended onto the square, wreathed in fire.
It was a red-haired girl in her early twenties.
Her striking features carried a confident smirk, exuding an almost predatory aura, like a lioness ready to pounce.
Most of the students were barely in their teens, their faces still soft with youth, and in both age and presence, they were instantly overshadowed by this newcomer.
"Listen up, fledglings! I’m Delyan, your senior and the examiner for your entrance test!" Her voice was sharp and loud, yet not unpleasant.
"Only by passing the test can you truly call yourselves students of Olyfindor. Fail, and you’ll be relegated to the branch academy studying magical artifacts... That’s all!"
Delyan finished her brief explanation and scanned the crowd, as if searching for any standout talents.
A man and woman approached her.
"Greetings, Miss Delyan," the handsome black-haired man said, handing her two pieces of parchment.
"What’s this? Admission letters? Even signed by Headmaster Wolund?"
Delyan’s lips curled into a smirk before flames engulfed the parchments, reducing them to ash.
"Though you’ve copied Headmaster Wolund’s handwriting flawlessly... I can tell at a glance these are fakes!"
Xia Lun: ?
Delyan snorted. "Because Olyfindor has never admitted students through special enrollment letters!
Don’t try to fool me!
Whether noble or commoner, as long as you have talent and passion for magic, Olyfindor’s doors are open to you... Even if you’re the legendary Hero, you must take the test to enroll!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
