Going back to the academy felt a bit odd to Lith.

He didn’t like being there, always forced to hide his true abilities while keeping the Ballot at hand.

After discovering that Warden’s arrays could seal off dimensional items, he didn’t feel safe storing it in the pocket dimension, so he took it out whenever he was going out of his room or of a classroom.

Lith had decided to enrol into the academy because he hoped to hoard knowledge and connections with powerful people, but so far only the former was proceeding smoothly.

Between the Specialization courses and the library, from which he never stopped borrowing and copying material, his magical knowledge was ever expanding.

As for the connections though, he was still at square one. Climbing the social ladder had proved to be impossible. The only choices were to either submit to a young lord/miss and become their gofer or get a Ballot and be isolated.

– “It was already bad before, but now I have lost even what little company I had. I knew that getting all emotional with a bunch of kids was a bad move. It’s just you and me, Solus. What’s worse is that without Quylla’s help, mastering dimensional magic will be much more difficult.”–   It was one of those rare times when Solus didn’t know what to say. On one hand, she wanted to scold Lith for considering his companions like tools instead of people, but on the other one she was glad to see him back to his uncaring self.