Strongest Necromancer System Chapter 743: Angel Mik’hael

Jason gave Hesbeath's soft thigh a gentle pat while speaking in a composed tone.

“Let’s head inside for dinner. Come on.”

Hesbeath received Jason's words and let out a soft hum before nodding in agreement.

“Very well then. If that is what you wish.”

Hesbeath bent forward so her ample breasts nearly overwhelmed Jason, then steadied herself on his shoulder to rise smoothly. She adjusted her sundress and extended a hand to assist Jason to his feet. Jason shook his head with a grin but let her draw him upright, and the pair strolled into the house side by side. Jason's thoughts drifted back to the earlier source of his laughter, bringing a fresh smile to his face. He recalled his time on Atlantis alongside Stella and Gina, and the vast reserves of rare Aqualith stone unearthed by his subordinates on that suspended isle. Stella had explained how the Aquinas stockpiled the stone before disappearing, ensuring it remained a precious resource throughout the Primordial Expanse! Jason assigned numerous subordinates to extract the stone relentlessly until every last piece was claimed. Now, as he checked his Alternate Dimension, Jason discovered he possessed enough Aqualith stone to overflow the damn Grand Canyon. Should the council demand funds, he'd pay without hesitation. Yet Jason harbored grander schemes for this treasure, and with smart moves, he could emerge from the upcoming council session wielding power beyond imagination.

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[The World of Braseal.]

[Two Dimensional Leaps Away from Eden.]

[Sixth Branch of the Great Holy Eden Magic Academy.]

In the Sixth Branch of the Eden Magic Academy, a towering figure clad in a pristine white three-piece suit strode serenely through the corridors, his expression utterly tranquil. His hair flowed purely white down to his lower back, while his vivid blue eyes seemed to penetrate all in their path. From his lower back sprouted two massive white wings, elegantly folded behind him, topped by a radiant golden halo gleaming overhead. Known as Mik’hael, this was a Seraphim of Eden and one of the top authorities in the second Domain. At his side walked a stunning woman sharing angelic traits, her hands clasped before her. Lacking Mik’hael’s halo, her wings were notably smaller—marking her lesser angelic rank—yet her white hair and poised elegance elevated her above any companion!

Named Jaeral, she served as Mik’hael’s personal aide and a Cherubim of Eden. As the Angels progressed through the Academy halls, they encountered numerous researchers and pupils; Mik’hael offered warm smiles and waves to the astonished students, who swiftly bowed in reverence! These academy students hailed from diverse races across the world, their presence a testament to the school board's approval of their magical prowess and intellect! Clad in flowing black robes emblazoned with the Eden Magic Academy emblem—a golden wand flanked by angelic wings on the chest—they also donned scarves in four hues denoting their departments: red for Magical Combat, green for Magical Artefact Research, blue for Magical Beast Research, and yellow for Runic Arts. This institution, among many branches established by Mik’hael’s sister Rak’hael—the domain’s current Overlord—ensured magical education flourished across her worlds.

Over two hundred Eden Magic Academy branches spanned the second domain, and Mik’hael marveled at Rak’hael’s solo oversight of them all! An impossible feat, yet he trusted no one else could manage it like his sister!

The Angels pressed onward, and Mik’hael noticed several fresh enrollees. This year brimmed with anomalies, including one or two brimming with promise in his eyes! He merely smiled and continued, knowing time alone would reveal if they harnessed it! Should they unlock their gifts and ascend to elite mages—as he foresaw—they might rise to Lead Researchers or Beast Hunters, granting him future encounters.

’Ah, who am I kidding...’

Suddenly, Jaeral whirled in astonishment, detecting Mik’hael veering toward the new students; she sighed wearily as he halted them with a grin! The smaller kids gazed up in awe, many bowing instantly upon recognizing his status! Mik’hael dismissed the formalities with a wave, crouching to address the two most promising ones with a broad smile.

“You two possess tremendous potential, so heed me well. Boy, your mana is chaotic—perfect for combat class. Shun other departments. Fire and lightning will blend seamlessly with it; prioritize those and pick a secondary from elsewhere. Girl, your mana flows calmly, ideal for runecrafting as it channels easily into runes...”

The young pair stared at Mik’hael as if he'd sprouted extra heads, while Jaeral sighed, awaiting his lecture's end. Such was Mik’hael’s nature: spotting talent, he eagerly nurtured it. A notorious meddler, he ignored Rak’hael’s repeated warnings about the ensuing commotions from student chats! Jaeral lingered moments more until clearing her throat to signal departure.

“Your Majesty, we must be on our way.”

Mik’hael pivoted to Jaeral, flashing a sheepish grin.

“Ah, yes, just one second. You two, remember my advice, got it? Train fiercely and grow mighty. And keep this from my sister—she’d chew me out. Bye-bye.”