Dark Sovereign

In the Epoch of Poetry, humanity has become the protagonist of the Berinvor continent. Natural science gradually rises, becoming the darling of the aristocracy, constantly squeezing the space of magic. The Church of the Gods spreads miracles everywhere, harvesting faith. Delta Fantasy looked at the shiny bald heads of the lecturers in the mage academy, and couldn't help but worry: "Little assistant, is this the price to pay for becoming strong?" The little assistant replied: "The mixed blood of elves and humans doesn't cause hair loss so easily. Instead of that, I think you should pay more attention to your height."