“…… Death is not a fear for the wise, nor is it an end for the good, they must be remembered.

"The inheritance of civilization is not only the continuation of blood, but also the interior. No matter what kind of oppression you are in, you will never bow your head, and you will cry out for freedom if you grit your teeth...... This is the nobility that human beings should have, always as bright as the moonlight, this is the foundation of survival, I hope future generations can remember. ”

After the detailed records of the twelve mages, it was the last passage, written by Raerle, the first principal of Jialan Academy. The great headmaster lived a mysterious life, leaving no voice or smile except for the portrait in the headmaster's office, and there was no statue of him even in the Square of Truth.

However, people are accustomed to it, and before mages were reduced to the aristocratic profession they are today, they were often associated with adjectives such as mysterious, old-fashioned, and elusive.

Lina closed the book in her hand, although she still wondered why the academy kept secret about these great mages who had made sacrifices, such as what the Rector of Raelle meant by this, and what was "oppression by power", but this did not affect the trace of comfort that appeared in her heart.

At least they were recorded here, and not forgotten, as Lorov said.

After doing all this, the girl looked up and said thank you to the dome with no end in sight, and left.

Not long after she left the Star Library, Principal William walked in through the front door.

He stepped forward and knocked on the table, and the dozing young administrator immediately sat up.

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