The Golem Mage

A massive Great Sword suddenly flew between the Great Instructor and Alec, creating a barrier between them.

A middle-aged man strolled in with a confident swagger, his face portraying a sense of indifference.

With each step he took, his presence seemed to grow stronger, and he locked eyes with the Great Instructor.

"Now, who in their right mind would try to poach my own disciple while I'm still breathing?" the middle aged man questioned casually, even using his left index finger to clean his ear.

"Terran! I had no idea he was your disciple," exclaimed the man, acknowledging the middle-aged man who had just arrived before facing Alec.

"I believe you have plenty of reasons to reject your master's teachings and become my disciple instead, If you ask anyone in the academy, you'll hear tales of how most of Terran's disciples meet a mysterious death,"

the Instructor whispered, though with most mages present, it was easy for them to eavesdrop on conversations, Terran chuckled as the Great Instructor attempted to scare off Alec with his records.

Terran disliked the underhanded tactics the Great Instructor had employed, but he wouldn't say otherwise or try to sugarcoat it.

He would leave the decision to the new student to make, He only wanted to teach those with true determination, not weaklings who grew up sheltered like inexperienced newcomers, destined to get themselves killed and become another statistic on his list.

"I appreciate the Great Instructor's kind words, but I think I would prefer to remain with my assigned master since fate brought us together,"

Alec spoke, bowing respectfully with his hands cupped, The Great Instructor's face turned red with embarrassment.

He wished he could bury himself underground and disappear, As he looked at Alec, he realized that the boy couldn't possibly be older than sixteen, confirming his assumption that Alec was still very young.

He had exhausted every tactic he knew in an attempt to persuade Alec to join him as a disciple, but all of his efforts had been in vain he was not a crafty old fox anyways , This was the first time he had experienced such humiliation.

He had lost the first prodigy to old man Alfred who seemed to spend most of his days sleeping.

Initially, he had never taken the old man seriously, believing him to be a waste of mana, but now he had been rejected by a student who hadn't even reached the Mage Mid Rank Realm.

Though he felt a burning fury, he couldn't direct his anger towards the old man or the girl, as their union had been arranged by the New Dean.

He couldn't blame Terran either, since he had been automatically assigned a student; these kinds of things happened every year.

It just so happened that the student assigned to him this year turned out to be exceptionally strong.

Trying to reason with Terran was out of the question, He was incredibly rude and wouldn't hesitate to fight back, so the Great Instructor could only unleash his anger on Alec, who seemed to have no strong backing.

"You will regret this!"

the Great Instructor exclaimed, swinging his cloak as he stormed out of the room, The other Great Instructors followed suit, showing off their own skills as they departed.

Terran's laughter filled the hall as he approached Alec and lightly slapped his shoulder, Alec's expression changed as he felt the weight of a mountain being placed on his fragile shoulders, He looked at his proclaimed instructor with a pleading smile.

"Not bad, kiddo, not bad, That bastard was about to make you reject me as your master and join him instead, That would have caused quite a scandal on your record and your journey on the battlefield," Terran stated with a bored expression.

"How is that even possible, master?" Alec inquired, his curiosity piqued.

"Isn't it simple? No other instructors would look at you with respect if they knew you dismissed your master just to learn under a higher ranking instructor, It would be a stigma that would always follow you, and no one would trust you.

Even when you find yourself on the battlefield in the future, your comrades would never show trust in you, as they would always fear you might betray them for your own benefit."

"That old bastard doesn't care about you at all, He only wants to enhance his Tutor profile, boasting that he once taught a student who climbed the ninth level of the Fighting Pavilion Tower., All of your future achievements would become his stepping stones to further glory in his profession."

Terran finished explaining as he went to retrieve his great sword, The remaining instructors in the hall weakly smiled, realizing that only someone like Terran could curse and insult a Great Instructor so carefree.

Although the difference between a peak instructor and a regular Great Instructor was only realm, but the gap between Tier 7 and Tier 8 was even greater than breaking through from Tier one to reaching the Tier 6 Mage bottleneck.

Every Tier 8 Mage expert was highly revered, except for Terran, who had a battle record of fighting and killing a Tier 8 life form, no one else He could look down on them with disdain and insult them so freely, only does that because he had the strength to be arrogant.
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"Let's go, including all the mages under my tutelage, There is nothing left to do here, Follow behind me," Terran commanded, placing his great sword behind him and walking off.

The members of the Gordon clan in the hall slowly followed behind him, with Alec leading the way.

Arthur looked at their new tutor with fervent eyes, clenching his fist in anticipation.

He loved the way his new tutor handled things unrestricted and unrestrained, His style was wild, but no one dared to stop him due to fear of his outbursts.

Having such type of mentor is what he had always dreamed of, someone who could help him become unrestrained as well.

And cause a lot of trouble, and when the older generation comes out to deal with him, his master would mysteriously appear and handle the situation.

Arthur was lost in his fantasies to the point where he didn't even notice a stick being swung towards his head.

DONG!!!

"Wipe that smug smirk off your face when you stare at me, it gives me the creeps,"

Terran said as he continued on his journey, while the rest of the group laughed at Arthur.