Reborn in the Survival Adventure Game-Chapter 105: Project: Magic Academy

The morning air smelled like dew and fresh bread. Caelen stood outside the townhall, sipping from a clay cup as Zira approached, her cloak brushing lightly in the breeze.

"We need a place to train magic properly," she said, watching a goblin kid attempt to throw a fireball, only to nearly set a tree ablaze.

"Yeah," Caelen sighed. "I was thinking the same."

They walked through the village, now bustling with over a thousand people. Some trained with swords, others harvested crops. The guild was crowded, and kids ran around laughing. Magic users were few, but growing steadily. Mostly self-taught. And dangerous.

"I'll build a school," Caelen said finally. "No—a real academy. A place where anyone with potential can learn magic safely."

Zira raised a brow. "A magic academy?"

Caelen nodded. "Yup. Theory, practice, mana control. Even alchemy later. We'll make it formal—something this world clearly lacks."

Later that afternoon, Caelen gathered the core villagers: Zira, Garin, Dorgrim, Borin, Elira, and Ryen. They sat in a wide circle inside the townhall.

"I want to build a magic academy," Caelen said simply.

Elira's eyes widened. "You mean... a place to teach it properly?"

"Yes," Caelen replied. "And to avoid people blowing their arms off by accident."

Ryen chuckled. "Good call."

Garin crossed his arms. "What about structure? Teachers? Rules?"

"We'll start small," Caelen said. "I'll teach basics. Elira can help with elemental control. Eventually we train teachers from the village."

Dorgrim scratched his beard. "What about magical tools? You'll need those."

"Good point," Caelen nodded. "You and Borin can start designing training rods, enchanted stones, mana-measuring devices."

Borin grinned. "I always wanted to make wands."

Zira leaned forward. "Where will it be?"

"There's a quiet area near the river," Caelen replied. "Far enough from the village center in case... accidents happen."

"Smart," said Elira.

Caelen opened the system.

[New Project: Magic Academy - Stage 1]

Objectives: Build schoolhouse (0/1), Create lesson plan (0/3), Assign teachers (0/2)

Reward: Skill Library Unlocked

He closed it with a satisfied nod.

"Let's make history," Caelen said. "Not just survival, but learning. Growth."

Everyone nodded.

Three days later, the foundation was set. Caelen used earth magic to flatten and shape the land. Borin and the construction team built the main building: a sturdy two-story structure with stone walls and wooden floors, enchanted to be flame-resistant.

Inside, rows of desks were placed. A chalkboard made from smoothed slate hung at the front. Windows with glass panes brought in soft light.

Elira stood at the door, amazed. "This feels... official." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Caelen grinned. "It is."

Zira brought in ten teenagers—elves, goblins, and humans—interested in magic. Some nervous, some excited.

"This is your first class," Caelen said. "We'll call it the Spark Class."

He passed out wooden tokens enchanted with mana-measuring runes.

"Touch it," he explained. "The brighter it glows, the more potential you have."

The students did. Some flickered. One glowed bright blue. That one, a quiet goblin girl, gasped.

"I've never... felt this before."

"You'll feel it a lot now," Elira said kindly. "Magic is part of you. You'll learn to control it."

Caelen stood back, watching the scene.

For the first time, the village wasn't just surviving.

It was dreaming.

That evening, Caelen sat with Zira by the river.

"I've never seen them so focused," she said.

"They just needed direction," Caelen replied. "Now they have it."

Zira looked over. "You keep giving people reasons to believe in something. Did you know that?"

Caelen chuckled. "I didn't ask for that."

"But you do it anyway," she said softly.

He didn't answer, just watched the stars reflect on the water.

System Update:

[Magic Academy Stage 1 Complete!]

Skill Library Unlocked

You may now store and share skills learned within the academy.

Next Upgrade: Dormitories and Library (0/2)

The morning bell rang across the village, echoing through the quiet streets and waking the new students of the academy.

Inside the school's large wooden building, the magic classroom was full. Chairs were mismatched, some students sat on crates, but their eyes sparkled with excitement.

The blackboard creaked as Zira tapped it with a stick.

"Magic is not something you're born with. It's something you shape. Just like sword skills," she said. "Anyone can cast if they try hard enough."

She glanced at the front row where a shy elf boy scribbled notes furiously. Behind him, a goblin girl held up her hand.

"What about fire magic? I tried, but it just made smoke..."

"That means you're close," Zira said. "Focus. Don't force it. Feel it."

In another room, Garin taught theory—how the elements reacted, where to draw power from, how to recover mana. He kept the class relaxed, sitting on the table, arms crossed.

"Magic needs purpose," he told them. "Don't light a flame just to show off. Light it to warm, to cook, to survive. Power without purpose is waste."

Down the hall, Elira instructed the more advanced students. She had set up targets in the yard and was letting students practice offensive spells—basic wind blades, earth shields, small sparks of flame.

One student, a young beastkin girl, managed to cast a clean air slash. It cut the top off a practice dummy.

"Good," Elira said, nodding. "That's control. Not just power."

Villagers watched from afar, some still skeptical, others hopeful. Caelen stood at the edge of the field, arms folded. He smiled slightly.

"They're learning fast," he said.

Dorgrim walked up beside him. "Didn't think the day would come when goblins and elves studied together in peace."

"We built something here," Caelen replied. "Now we make sure it lasts."

System Message:

[Magic Academy Reputation Increased: +250]

[New Student Milestone Reached: 100 Students Enrolled]

Inside the academy's hall, a message board was added—listing class schedules, magic experiments, and even a tutoring board for those willing to teach others.

Lirae had taken over organizing it. She wore glasses now, somehow more strict than usual.

"People need structure to thrive," she told Caelen. "I've already separated beginners, intermediates, and advanced. Next we'll need certification exams."

Caelen chuckled. "Go ahead, Headmaster."

"Don't call me that," she mumbled, but her ears twitched happily.

In the evening, the classrooms stayed lit with mana lamps. Students practiced spells on paper, some in pairs, some alone. Fire flickered gently, earth molded quietly. The academy, once a dream, now pulsed with life.

And in the background, Caelen was already planning.

They needed magical tools, scrolls, more instructors. Maybe even a magical library.

But one thing at a time.

Tonight, they had hope.