The Chimera opened all three of its mouths simultaneously, releasing an ear-splitting roar. The dragon head on the left spewed scorching flames, the serpent head on the right ejected corrosive poison mist, while the lion head in the center gathered destructive dark magic.

The three attacks merged together, forming a terrifying breath combining flames, poison, and dark energy, directly rushing toward me.


I stood at the edge of the school building, quietly watching as the attack—capable of instantly reducing an ordinary person to ashes—drew closer and closer.

"Stardust Weaving—Aurora Shield."

I softly recited the spell, gently raising my right hand.


Instantly, a massive shield composed of pure stardust appeared before me. The shield's surface displayed a translucent silver-blue color, flowing with splendid light resembling an aurora. Countless tiny star points sparkled on the shield, as beautiful as the most brilliant galaxy in the night sky.

The dragon's breath crashed into the stardust shield, emitting a piercing impact sound. Flames scattered across the shield's surface, the poisonous mist was completely isolated, and the dark magic was thoroughly purified by the starlight.


The entire impact lasted for nearly ten seconds, but my shield didn't show even the slightest crack. I didn't even sway at all, easily blocking the Chimera's full-force attack.

From below came the sound of people gasping in shock.

"Actually... completely unharmed..."

"But that was a Chimera's dragon breath..."

"When did Senior Eliana become this powerful?"

I ignored those whispers and focused intently on the angry Chimera before me. Its attack had been completely neutralized, and now it was howling in frustration in mid-air, preparing to launch another round of attacks.

However, I wasn't planning to give it that opportunity anymore.

"Your power is indeed impressive." I said softly, my voice sounding particularly cold and clear in the night wind. "But unfortunately, you've encountered me."

I slowly raised both hands, beginning to gather more precise magical power.

"Star Dust Weaving—Thousand Threads."

Countless silver light threads as thin as hair shot out from my fingertips. They intertwined, branched, and extended in the air, forming a complex three-dimensional network that made one dizzy to look at. These star dust threads appeared so delicate they seemed they would break at the slightest touch, but in reality, each one contained enough power to cut through steel.

The Chimera sensed the danger and desperately tried to evade. It made sharp turns in mid-air, attempting to escape from the encirclement of these star dust threads.

But it was already too late.

My fingers danced nimbly, as if conducting an invisible symphony. Following my movements, those star dust threads tracked the Chimera's every move with incredible speed and precision.

Left front paw, ensnared.

Right foreleg, entangled.

Hind legs, entangled.

Wings, entangled.

Three heads, each entangled.

The entire process flowed smoothly without any delay. The Chimera couldn't even put up an effective resistance before being firmly bound by these seemingly delicate stardust threads.

It struggled desperately, all three mouths simultaneously emitting furious roars, but those stardust threads seemed to possess a life of their own, automatically adjusting tension with its struggles—neither cutting into its limbs from excessive force, nor giving it any possibility of escape.

This is the essence of stardust weaving—not simple, brutal destruction, but exquisite, perfect control.

With a gentle pull of my finger, the Chimera's massive body descended slowly to the ground like a marionette. It was still struggling, still roaring, but had completely lost its ability to move.

In the hall below, everyone's mouths hung open as they watched the scene with something akin to reverence.

Karen stood there in shock, his typically calm and wise blue eyes now filled with astonishment.

"This level of control..." he murmured, his voice trembling with disbelief, "it's just like... just like manipulating magic itself..."

As a prodigy in ice magic, Karen understood better than anyone what the previous scene meant. What Eliana had demonstrated was not merely powerful magic, but an almost perfect understanding and control of it.

That effortless quality, that ability to transform complex combat into an artistic performance, had transcended the realm of studentship, approaching what could only be described as the legendary level of an Archmage.

What shocked him even more was that Eliana chose not to simply and brutally destroy it, but to subdue it with finesse. This required extremely high precision in magical control—the slightest mistake would either fail to contain the Chimera or tear it into pieces.

But she succeeded.

And she made it look effortless.

Karen felt a complex mix of emotions rising within—reverence, admiration, and an inexplicable sense of security. As if with Eliana present, no danger could pose a threat anymore.

"She's really... reliable," he said softly, with a hint of wry smile in his voice.

I leaped down from the school building, stardust gathering beneath my feet to form steps, allowing me to descend elegantly to the ground. The entire movement flowed as smoothly as if I were performing an elaborate dance.

After landing, I slowly walked toward the restrained Chimera. Seeing me approach, it desperately tried to attack me, but the stardust threads firmly controlled its every movement.

"Quiet down," I said calmly, while gently stroking the mane of its central lion head. "Your mission has ended."

A glimmer of confusion flashed in the Chimera's eyes, as if it hadn't expected me to treat it with such gentleness.

Just then, the Academy Principal hurriedly rushed over. This elder, who was usually kind and gentle, now had a face filled with shock and awe.

"Student Eliana..." his voice trembled slightly, "This... this is beyond student level..."

"Principal," I turned to look at him, my expression maintaining a polite coldness, "Is the Sealing Chamber still available? I think this Chimera should be sealed away again, rather than killed."

The Principal was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Of course, of course it is. But..."

"No buts." I interrupted him, "This Chimera was originally a sealed object of the academy, now it's just returning to where it should be."

I manipulated the stardust threads, beginning to drag the Chimera toward the underground Sealing Chamber of the academy. This enormous magical beast followed obediently under my control, like a domesticated animal.

The academy principal hurriedly led the way in front, followed by a large group of students and teachers too shocked to speak.

The entire procession slowly made their way through the damaged corridors, passing through the devastated courtyard, and finally arriving at the entrance to the underground Sealing Chamber.

Complex Ancient Magic Circles were carved on the door of the Sealing Chamber, emitting a faint blue light. The academy principal skillfully activated the sealing array, and the heavy stone door slowly opened.

"Go in," I said softly to the Chimera.

The Chimera glanced at me, the anger in its eyes had disappeared, replaced by a strange calmness. It seemed to understand something, no longer resisting, and voluntarily walked toward the depths of the Sealing Chamber.

I released the stardust threads that bound it, giving it freedom again. But the Chimera didn't take the opportunity to escape or attack; instead, it quietly walked to the center of the sealing platform and lay down by itself.

The Academy Master witnessed this scene in shock: "It... it's actually voluntarily accepting the seal..."

"Because it knows this is the best outcome," I said calmly, "For it, and for us as well."

The Academy Master reactivated the sealing array, and the ancient magical power began to operate, sealing the Chimera once again in this safe place. The whole process was peaceful and quiet, without any violence or pain.

When the sealing was completely finished, I turned to leave.

But from behind came a burst of enthusiastic applause.

I turned around and found that all the teachers and students who had followed us were applauding vigorously. Their faces were filled with awe, gratitude, and admiration.

"Senior Eliana!"

"That was amazing!"

"You are truly our savior!"

"Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"

Various praises rose one after another, but I just stood there quietly, not responding to anyone.

Not because of arrogance or indifference.

But because, at this moment, I recalled a scene from my previous life.

It was in the courtroom where I was sentenced to death. When I was pronounced guilty, the noble spectators looked at me in the same way—except back then, their eyes showed disgust and schadenfreude, not the admiration and respect they show now.

The same crowd, the same gaze, but completely different emotions.

This is the change that power brings.

I smiled slightly, a very faint smile, almost imperceptible.

Then I turned and left the Sealing Chamber, leaving behind the crowd still engaged in heated discussion.

When I returned to the surface, the sky had begun to show the first light of dawn. This crisis that had lasted all night was finally completely over.

Throughout the academy, figures were clearing away debris, injured students were receiving treatment, and damaged buildings were being repaired. Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion, as if the chaos just now had never happened.

But I knew that everything from tonight would be deeply etched into the minds of all survivors.

Especially that silver-haired youth standing in the distance, who had been watching me with a complex gaze.

Karen still stood beside the ruins of the hall, his white wizard robe covered in dust, with several minor scratches on his face. But his eyes were clearer than ever before.

Our gazes met in the air.

He nodded to me, a gesture that was equal and full of respect.

I nodded to him as well, then turned and walked toward the dormitory.

Tonight, the name Eliana von Ethelgard would be inscribed in the history of the Royal Academy of Magic in an entirely new way.

No longer as the pitied "former crown princess candidate," but as a truly powerful mage.

This was exactly the outcome I wanted.