"Those powerful mages all have their own unique metamagic techniques. The same spell, in their hands, can unleash power far beyond that of ordinary players. These metamagic techniques are built upon a profound understanding of magic—something the game system absolutely cannot provide."

For example, the final opponent he faced, the Abyssal Lord Norman Harris, with his metamagic technique, could cast the level 19 legendary pinnacle spell, Finger of Death, instantly, with almost no warning before casting.

At that time, the entire battle team—90% of them—were killed by his Finger of Death.

'The game system and free stat points are just aids. I must have my own path of magic!' Now that he understood his future path, Luke Carter felt at peace, with not a trace of hesitation left in his heart.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it again. It was already 10:25; there wasn't much time left.

Luke Carter turned and walked to the bed, gently patting Celine's smooth, slightly flushed cheek, and softly said, "Celine, Celine, wake up."

He had to admit, this girl was indeed very beautiful—her figure, looks, and temperament were all top-notch. No wonder the original Luke Carter had been utterly captivated by her.

However, for some reason, Luke Carter always felt that this girl's face looked familiar, but for the moment, he couldn't recall where he had seen her before.

'How strange.' Luke Carter was a bit puzzled.

Celine was sleeping deeply, mumbling drowsily, "Mother, let me sleep a little longer."

Her tone was spoiled, just like a little girl who hadn't grown up yet, making Luke Carter smile involuntarily.

But Celine quickly came to her senses. Her body suddenly stiffened, then she turned her head sharply, her clear eyes as pure as flawless sapphires staring intently at Luke Carter, now completely awake.

"Why are you in my room?" She looked a little surprised, but not at all flustered.

Luke Carter had already stepped aside, his expression serious. "Get up quickly, something's happened at the academy. We need to leave right away!"

"What did you say!" Celine's face showed some surprise, but she still began putting on the dress that was lying nearby.

"Don't wear those—put on a light robe and pants!" Luke Carter immediately reminded her. He glanced out the window, and his pupils contracted. By the hazy moonlight, he saw many fast-moving dark figures.

Dark elf assassins!

They had already begun their operation.

In the dark corners, many shadows were running swiftly and silently. Two of them were heading straight for the magic dormitory.

Chapter 4: Bloody Assassins

"Hurry, they're coming," Luke Carter urged softly.

"Don't rush, don't rush, I'm changing," the girl Celine complained softly.

Luke Carter turned to look, and was instantly stunned.

In the dim moonlight, the girl had to take off her nightgown to put on the robe and pants. Her clothes were very thin, and a section of her waist peeked out playfully. Accentuated by the perfect curve of her hips, her waist looked astonishingly slender, and her skin was dazzlingly fair.

Luke Carter immediately felt his blood racing a bit, and quickly averted his gaze, explaining in a low voice, "I saw the assassins coming. In a moment, stay behind me. If there's a fight, I'll protect you."

The dark elf assassins participating in this operation were all elites, extremely powerful. In his previous life, when escaping from Greystone, these guys all used elite templates, with absurdly high health and attack.

Ordinary magic apprentices stood no chance against them.

"Assassins? That's bad," Celine hurriedly put on her clothes. The faint screams coming from outside the window already confirmed Luke Carter's words.

Once she was dressed, Luke Carter walked toward the door. When he was three meters away, he pointed his wand at the lock, cast Mage Hand, and the door opened.

Outside were a few magic apprentices who had been awakened by the commotion at the academy, but no assassins.

"It's safe. Follow me!"

Luke Carter beckoned to Celine. Unless necessary, he didn't want to run into the assassins. He wasn't afraid of them, but it would mean expending even more of his already limited mana.

Celine followed him involuntarily, noticing that this Luke Carter was completely different from usual—he had changed entirely, exuding a quality that inspired trust.

'This human has become so strange.' Celine watched Luke Carter's back with curiosity. Even with assassins around, she didn't seem particularly flustered, while Luke Carter was focused on the situation in the hall and didn't notice the girl's unusual behavior.

Moreover, in the boy's memories, his impression of Celine was always gentle and calm, as if nothing could make her lose her composure, so Luke Carter didn't find her reaction out of the ordinary.

The hall was in chaos. The magic apprentices all looked confused, not understanding what was happening.

"What happened? Why is it so noisy?"

"Damn it, I was just having a wonderful dream!"

"Oh my god, it's a mess outside!"

Seeing Luke Carter come out of Celine's room, the apprentices turned and stared at him in surprise. Someone couldn't help but curse out loud.

"A useless loser and a lowborn, sneaking around in the middle of the night—shameless couple!" This one was jealous.