The main attraction of the Stella Academy was its two major events.

The ‘Familiar Contract Ceremony’ was one, and the ‘Staff Inheritance Ceremony’ was another.

The ‘Staff Inheritance Ceremony’ was especially extraordinary since Stella Academy was a prestigious school.

“From now on, you will inherit a staff that you will use at school.”

Stella Academy had a lot of money, so they did not lend you a staff, they would just give you one for free.

“However, once you choose, the process of changing it is very complicated, so make your decision carefully.”

Lee Hanwol stated this, but the irony was that it was the staff that chose its owner, not the other way around.

The staff would react to a deserving owner, resulting in a resonance phenomenon.

Classes F to S would choose a staff according to their level during this process, so the matter of the first contender was very crucial.

Each staff had different grades, and Stella Academy had staff of low, intermediate, and high grades, beginning with the lowest.

In the case of Class F, the majority of the staff were of the lowest grade, with only a few being of the low-intermediate grade.

On the other hand, the staff chosen by Class A-S students were prepared beginning with the low-intermediate grade.

Do you think it’s unjust? This is how a magical society operated.

‘Choose it and work on becoming a better mage.’ That was the only option.

As stated by all of the senior mages, becoming a high-ranking mage was the main aim.

‘That’s cool.’

Some staff were hovering in the mid-air, while others were stuck on the floor, piled up in drawers, or just flying around.

Each had a plethora of personalities and egos, and an aura of mystery was stuck around them.

When I saw them with my own eyes, they appeared prettier and more beautiful.

“Which staff do you intend to use?”

“That’s the one I’ll go with. Before I entered the school, I knew that this staff is the one for me.”

“That’s a low grade staff. Didn’t you say you were going to choose an intermediate one?”

“I realized my limits. My father bought a staff, so I tried it, but despite many efforts, I couldn’t resonate with the intermediate grade staff. I must be content with only the low grade.”

On average, the staff chosen by Class A~S was incredibly good. As a result, I was a little nervous.

It was the Staff Inheritance Ceremony.

Actually, this was an event that proceeded in a fixed order depending on what character the player chose.

For that reason, I was already anticipating what the main characters such as Edna, Mayuseong, Jeremy, Eisel, and Hong Bi-Yeon would choose.

By the way.

I did not know what I was going to choose.

Unlike other characters who began in class S, Baek Yu-Seol started from class F in the first place.

But, if I had to choose a staff for my ‘position,’ I think I’d go with a ‘wand’.

Simply, the short ones were called ‘wand’ and long ones were called ‘staff’.

Wands were mostly used by Knight-type magic warriors who specialized in close combat with greater movement speed, penetrating the enemies' formation, and shooting magic quickly.

To briefly summarize a wand, think of it as an object similar to an assault rifle.

Staff, on the other hand, were used by Priest-type magic warriors, who were known for casting powerful magic over a wide range, requiring a long casting time.

To briefly summarize the staff, think of them as a bazooka or sniper rifle.

However, neither of these suited me. To begin with, I was not a staff user because I used a cold weapon.

“Hey, what will he choose?”

“Well, since he’s in class S, wouldn’t he pick something amazing?”

I was also the center of attention here. “You’re in class S, but you can’t even resonate with the staff, right?” said the gazes that were aimed at me.

I did not want anything too extraordinary. It was not like the academy had a great staff. Going out to farm in a familiar dungeon might provide me with better gear.

Still, I had to make a decision, and as I pondered my options, a boy approached me from behind.

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

When I turned around, a boy who had already untied his cloak was staring at me with a boisterous expression.

An unknown face.

“Who…?”

Hearing that, the guy's face stiffened momentarily, but he quickly smiled.

“Me? It’s Yuslek.”

“Aha!”

And then, he seemed to think I recognised him. However, sorry to say, I pretended to know him…

“… I see?”

I really did not know who he was.

“This is, really…”

Yuslek was about to get angry, but he soon regained his calm expression. At the same time, he wanted me to know him, but he did not want to do it hideously.

“You. What staff are you going to choose?”

I did not know about anything else, but just by looking at his calm, cold voice, it did not seem like he had a favorable opinion of me.

I glanced at his name tag and it read Class A. Was he really that angry because I was in class S?

However, it seemed like I was an easy target compared to the rest of students in Class S.

“Anything.”

“I don’t understand why you’re in S class. You have no aspirations, no aggression.”

He examined, while scanning my entire body from top to bottom, and laughed.

“If you are a commoner, choose a staff that suits your level like a commoner. It will be difficult if you cause trouble and the professors have to suffer for it, right?”

“Yeah. Don’t make any trouble.”

“… You punk!”

'Why are you yelling at me?' I was curious about him, so I put on my Sentient Spec and checked his information.

[Yuslek Czech Veilen]

[Son of the Czech's Marquis Veilen]

[Prince Jeremy’s lackey]

[A third-rate bully]

It was really concise information. Just looking at this, I could tell how insignificant he was. The only meaningful record here was lackey… pitiful guy, huh?

'Next time, when he talks to me, I have to treat him better.'

“Tsk, I’m going to pick that one anyway, so watch it carefully.”

The object pointed by Yuslek was a ‘wand’ with a shade of black color. It was moderately curved, slim, and old-fashioned for a wand.

‘Oh, look at this bastard?’

I did not know who he was, but he was full of pride.

The wand’s name was ‘Ragnarok’, being the highest level available, almost touching the upper-intermediate grade.

‘It’s upper-intermediate grade…. Normally, it’s at the level where only professional magic warriors can use it.’

There were up to two upper-intermediate grade wands in that place. They were only present to motivate the students, putting a spark inside them so that when they grow up, it would fill them with the strong passion to hold a wand this strong.

The other ones were not as high-ranked as Ragnarok, but there were a lot of intermediate grade wands that were difficult to tame unless you were a veteran mage, which made one wonder why they were even here in the first place.

If you are a student, no matter how talented you are, low-intermediate grade would be the limit. Even those with a professional magic warrior license were barely able to tame the low-intermediate grade ones.

However, this was Stella Academy.

It should not be overlooked since the best students from all over the world would gather here.

“Everyone, go and stand with the staff you like.”