Author: Hot Heart Copywriter: When the whole continent is feeling fear and despair about the spread of darkness, there is a person whose painting style is not quite right......
New Martial God: I want to fall in love _(:З"∠)_ + Sneaking little hands .jpg New Martial God: I want to fall in love with the first god of law (///▽///) + Take the opportunity to hug .jpg waist of the new god of martial arts: I only fall in love with the first god of law (╯3╰) + pouting and kissing.jpg I can't bear it, the first god of law: ......
You shut up!
Stubborn chaser: The new martial god: I won't ......
You have the ability to kiss my duck!
[Dead skin and face, the new martial god attack X cold and rational, the first law god is affected] ‖ attack only for some specific people who are crazy about the festival, and the external stability and drag~ One sentence introduction: When the first law god encounters a mudslide admirer!
Content tags: Strong and strong years under the love of Western fantasy search keywords: protagonist: Thurland (received), Legston (attack) ┃ Supporting role: Carl, Cessidir, etc. ┃ Others: mutual favor, fantasy, legendary.==================☆, the preface to the Western Fantasy Continent, 5618 of the Tianyuan Era, the turn of spring and summer.The afternoon sun isn't hot, but it's not cold either.The god's butler, the gentleman named Carl, was striding down the long hallway.At the end of the hallway, the bright sunlight refracted through the huge windows, shining on the glassy spar floor, shining brightly, and then turning into a colorful hazy light in an instant, forming a painting in the spar floor.This is a landscape unique to the Castle of Serento.It is also the only castle decoration that has been changed by Lord Hojin.At the end of the corridor, there is a long corridor on the left and right, and to the left, you will find the inner castle of the castle, which is the largest palace in the whole castle, as well as the dormitory of the goddess, the dining room, the library, the magic laboratory, the botanical research room, the rooftop garden, etc., which are magnificent and majestic.In fact, Lord Fashen didn't like such ornate decorations, but he didn't bother to change the pattern here, and he didn't let his housekeeper change it.He told his butler, "You know, Karl, this will not be our permanent habitat, it will eventually have its next owner." ”"Besides, it's just some inconsequential decoration."
Carl understood that he had a wise and far-sighted master.He would never do useless work, let alone cause unnecessary trouble.He was so calm, so calm, so full of wisdom.Carl arrives at the magic laboratory in the Inner Castle.It is a palace full of magic, its walls are carved with intricate and huge magic patterns, and its dome is inlaid with countless magic crystals.Even if Lord Fashen detonated a magic bomb, it would not affect this palace in the slightest.That's the power of magic."
Your Excellency, Lord Dean's letter."
Karl's voice came from the magic laboratory, which had been silent for a long time, and he respectfully handed over the letter and saluted his master: "It's an urgent letter, stamped with the personal fire paint seal of Lord Dean." ”Lord Hogami, who had been concentrating on concocting magic potions, put down his cup and took the envelope with two fire paint seals.A moment later."
Carl.""
Lord Hojin."
Carl soothed his heart."
Take the 'Demon Emblem' to the Magic Sanctuary."
Handing the letterhead to his butler, Lord Fashen's voice was as calm and calm as ever.Karl was stunned for a moment, and then agreed: "Yes, Lord Fashen." ”He turned and strode away, and when he reached the gate of the palace, the voice of his master came from behind him."
Remember, Carl, don't touch anything there, just tell Dean what color the land is there—" The faithful steward turned back and saluted, waiting for the unfinished words of the gods."
Dean will tell you how to do it.""
Yes, Venerable Fajin-sama."
Carl turned and walked away.In the entire Western Fantasy Continent, there are three empires, one magic academy, and sixteen magic academies; Three knight academies, countless fighter academies.There are many talents, and the magic and martial arts are prosperous.Among them, above the saint warrior, the ultimate fighting spirit, is called the martial god.Above the Holy Magister, the ultimate in magic, is called the God of Law.And our Dharma God is the top and supreme of the Dharma God—the First Dharma God.The author has something to say: kneel and beg the bigwigs to hold on to a few more chapters of ducks!
The back is very sweet~ The level settings in the text: (1) Trainee magician, junior magician, intermediate magician, senior magician, great magician, magician, magician, magician, archmagician, holy magician, and god; Trained to become a god.(2) Trainee Fighter, Junior Fighter, Intermediate Fighter, Senior Fighter, Great Fighter, Gold Fighter, Sky Fighter, Light Fighter, Saint Seiya, Martial God; Trained to become a god.(3) Those who cultivate fighting spirit are fighters, and fighters can choose to become knights; Knight is a professional title.(4) Samurai includes not only fighters and knights, but also swordsmen, martial artists, etc., who have not cultivated fighting spirit, etc., which are the same name, but the scope is larger.
☆、Black history is coming, and the air is surging with a gradually viscous hot atmosphere.Our little duke, Legston, with his little henchman Pique, rode on horseback on the road to the castle of Serento."
Little Duke, do you know what kind of person Lord Fashen is?"
Lygston, lying on his back on horseback with a half-wilted redtail in his mouth, replied nonchalantly, "I don't know." ”Sixteen or seventeen-year-old little Peake was a little happy: "I heard that he is the most powerful god of law in the whole continent, and his magic can even surpass that of an all-powerful god." ”"Oh."
Legston's response was perfunctory.Little Pique didn't seem to hear the perfunctory of his little duke, and still chattered.Legston's gaze drifted.The name of the First Law God Serland is known to everyone on the Western Fantasy Continent, from an eighty-year-old man to a three-year-old child, but not all of his prestige comes from his magical achievements.Some people say that he is an ugly monster with a strange temper, a twisted personality, and a murderer who disagrees.It is also said that he was an aristocratic magician who was noble and elegant.But what the truth is is inconclusive.His mystique is as prestigious as his magical achievements.Legston's father, Duke Nader, seems to have some friendship with the god, so he ordered Legston to come and learn from him.But Legston hadn't seen the god since he could remember.His only impression of this god of law is the few biographies in the Imperial Museum: he was born in 5299 of the Tianyuan Era; Participate in the Second Great War of Gods and Demons and create great and practical magic scrolls; At the end of the Great War of Gods and Demons in 5354, the god discovered the seventh magical element(1) and became the first great magician to control the seventh magical element; In 5356 of the Tianyuan Era, he obtained the qualification to become a god; The following year, he was willing to give up his godhead and stay on the mainland.It is now the year 5618 of the Tianyuan Era, and this Dharma God is already 319 years old.Ledston chewed on the withered grass, speculating about how old and frail the other man must be, gray-haired, and wrinkled.- As a fighter who specializes in fighting spirit, he has no interest in actually learning magic from a weak old mage.Therefore, it is imperative to sabotage this apprenticeship.As for how to destroy it......
Well, let him think again."
Your Excellency the Little Duke!
There's someone there!
”Little Peake suddenly spoke and pointed to the dense forest beside the trail.Legston looked in the direction the other man was pointing—it was a white-robed figure, slender and straight, with blonde hair, with his back to them, and his face in sight.But the familiarity that came to his face instantly choked Legston's breathing, causing his pupils to constrict.It's familiar, it seems to have been seen somewhere.Where is it?
Legston straightened up from his horse, frowning at the figure.The man slowly bent down and sprinkled some bright white powder on the black earth, and his fingers were slender and beautiful, and his nails were full and faintly pink, so that people couldn't help but want to take a closer look and even kiss it.This is a person who can be addicted just by his back.It took Legston a long time to recover from the man's back, and for a moment he couldn't think of where he had seen it, but just stepped forward to see the beauty for what it really was.He stepped over with his long legs, dismounted neatly and walked towards the man.The forests in this vicinity are dense and strong, with a heavy and quaint atmosphere and life.Its history is as old as this continent, and its life is legendary.The moment Legston entered the forest, his vision flickered for a moment; By the time he was free from the influence, the white figure was already heading into the depths.Ledston scurried along.The two of them walked one after the other, getting farther and farther away from the edge of the forest.Little Pique's voice was gradually inaudible.Legston's heart burned with anxiety.Suddenly, the white figure slowly stopped.The white mage boots spun around and disappeared after entering a stout tree.Legston's breath froze, and he suddenly realized that the other party was avoiding him, and immediately pulled his legs and ran.Behind the trees are endless vines, heavy leaf litter, and a grove of shrubs that grow all around.The only thing that was missing was the figure."
Young Saint Seiya."
Behind it, the low and cold voice is like a cold spring in winter, clear, cold, and penetrating to people's hearts."
You think this is the territory of the gladiators?
Or is it a playground for children to play?
”The words that seem to be questioning are actually not questioning, just cold and indifferent narratives.At the same time, there are cold leaves lying across Legston's neck.Soft, green leaves, Legston had no doubt about its lethality.The person behind it is obviously a mage, and his strength is not low, he can make a leaf kill in an instant.Because of the rich wind power wrapped in the leaves, even a fool who has no sense of the magic element can detect it."
Your Excellency......"
Legston's throat twitched, and after only two words, a tingling pain in his neck.As a powerful Saint Seiya, he could certainly use his fighting spirit to block the damage inflicted by the opponent, or even catch the opponent in turn, but he didn't want to do so.The person behind him approached him slightly at this time, and then a slender hand reached over, crossed his shoulder, grabbed the envelope in his arms with two fingers, and slowly pulled it out.Behind him came the sound of the letterhead unfolding, and a moment later the cold voice jumped out again."
The boy of the Aruman family."
The other laughed softly and happily.The wind around his neck dissipated, and the leaves fell on Legston's shoulders.Legstone reached for the leaves and turned to look at the man behind him.Long hair with a golden shawl, extremely fair skin, cold and clear blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a beautiful chin that is not pointed......
At this moment, the world was far away, and it seemed that only the people in front of them were left in the vast universe, and the sound of a violent heartbeat resounded in the ears.O God of Light!
Legston unconsciously admired.Is this a god flying down from the sky?
So handsome and charming, let his soul sink / sink in an instant!
As if he felt the shock and fluctuation in his heart, the face of the person in front of him gradually became cold."
You can go back."
After the other party finished speaking, he turned around and left.Legston let out an "oh" and then reacted to what the other person had said."
Go back?
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Where to go back?
”Legston caught up with the figure in front of him, trying to touch, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.The other man stopped and turned to look at Legston."
Not only do you have no magical talent, but you're reckless and rude."
The other party spoke slowly, his eyes were flat and silent, and there was a ray of sunlight behind him through the dense branches and leaves trying to cast on his body, making this handsome mage like a god bathed in light, noble and profound to the extreme.The young Saint Seiya looked at the mage in the golden light in a daze, his breathing slowed down involuntarily, and his voice was also unprecedentedly gentle: "I'm sorry, really, Your Excellency the Venerable Mage, I don't want to surprise you at all, but I still can't help but want to ask, your name, and your address." ”Legstone was not only a warrior and a fighter, but also a nobleman.His etiquette was usually abandoned by him, but he heard the evaluation of the person who was tempted just now......
He finally remembered the manners that the Duchess had taught him.- God of Light is above, I hope he can restore his image.The author has something to say: this chapter has been revised.Note (1): This article sets the six elements of magic as wind, fire, water, earth, light, and darkness; Thrand discovers the seventh element of magic, thunder.☆, Black History II Serland looked at the young Saint Seiya in front of him calmly.In the past, the timid and cowardly, crying and sloppy little boy has grown into a handsome young man today, with a strong figure, agitated power, and strong fighting spirit, all of which undoubtedly tell the strength of this person.If it weren't for the old Aruman's letters, he wouldn't even recognize the child.Thrand suddenly laughed."
As a nobleman, your etiquette is to ask for someone's name and address without introducing yourself?
Legston Arthur Aruman, your etiquette is worrisome. ”Legston's mind went blank.He couldn't even remember what the person on the other side had just said, and there was only a smile in his eyes that seemed to be shrouded in holy light.By the time he sensed the displeasure of the person opposite, the smile that had made him fall asleep had disappeared, and all that remained was the thin anger that was suppressed under the cold gaze of the person who was moved."
I ......
Sorry, really, Your Excellency the Mage!
I didn't mean to offend......"
Thrand lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a sharp and cold edge in his eyes.Even a kid from the Aruman family can't look at him with such eyes!
What that look meant, Thraland knew better than anyone."
Get out of here, now!"
The subtle wind burst into flames in a deep voice, like a roaring lion, whirling and smashing in Legston's face before he was caught off guard."
Your Excellency!
Your Excellency, Master!
”Legston's fighting spirit was swirling, and he subconsciously wanted to make a move, but at the last moment, he dissipated his fighting spirit, and only used his agile skills to dodge the fierce wind and fallen leaves that attacked from all sides."
Venerable Mage, what are you looking for?
Maybe I can help you!
”After paying for dozens of tiny wounds, Legston finally found the space to speak, "I am the son of Duke Nader of the Empire of Kertrondo, Legstone Arthur Aruman!"
I'm so sorry for the abruptness!
Please give me another chance, and I won't do anything that displeases you again!
”The wind gradually became less and less and turned into a gentle breeze again."
I don't need your help."
Thrand glanced at Legston, this time the emotion was very faint, as if the ancient well that had been precipitated by time had seen through the changes of the world, and did not want to set off a trace of water ripples.For a moment, Legston only felt that his careful thoughts had nothing to hide in the eyes of the other party.Just as Legston was shocked by the heart-piercing glance, the mage had already passed him and walked into the distance.- His steps are so slow, his posture is so graceful, and his speed is instantaneous.Legston was dumbfounded.It can be said that the moment he saw the speed of the white-robed mage, Legston instantly developed a mood of self-doubt.He began to practice Dou Qi at the age of five, entered the third stage of Dou Qi at the age of eight, and broke through the fourth stage of Dou Qi at the age of nine, becoming a famous genius boy in the Cadrondo Empire.Today, he is twenty-six years old, making him the youngest Saint Seiya on the mainland.But he couldn't keep up with the other party's speed.Before, he was too eager to ignore the unusual part of the other party, but now he is very calm.The man had been ten paces away from him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with the other man!
What kind of weird speed is this?
Magic?
But he had been wandering around the continent for so many years, and he had never seen such magic!
Most importantly, this mage didn't chant a spell when attacking himself with wind magic!
He remembered how far a mage could go without reciting spells?
Great Magician?
Magician?
Or a Magister?
Legston frowned, muttering to himself: he can't remember such a simple thing, he really isn't suitable for studying magic!
As I pondered, the dense forest had come to an end."
The God of Light is above, the little duke, you can come back!"
Returning to the place where he had been separated from little Peake, Legston didn't have time to respond to his little henchman when he saw the figure hidden in the trees in front of him paused for a moment and then moved away again.It seems that he really doesn't like himself and doesn't intend to have anything to do with him.Legston mused.※※※※※ a day later, deep in the forest.In the overgrown bushes lay a bloody corpse, like a squirrel, but several times larger than a squirrel, and stinky and bloody.Corrosive Beast.He is tyrannical by nature, likes to eat carrion, and is highly poisonous.Thrand stood up, took off the gloves from his hands and threw them away, took out a white handkerchief and carefully wiped his hands with ten fingers, and then threw away the handkerchief and turned away.This was his last prey, and his collection ended there."
Lord Fajin!"
A voice came out suddenly.The swaying Thrand paused and took out the magic hedron from the storage ring."
Carl."
He replied softly.Karl's voice was coming from the magic hedron."
It's black!
Lord Hogami is a black land!
There is an aura of darkness everywhere!
”Thrand's eyes drooped slightly, and his tone was as calm as ever: "Did you tell Dean?"
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
”"Yes, Lord Fashen, Lord Dean already knows.But he couldn't help it. ”Karl's voice was still respectful, but the fear and anxiety in it could not be concealed."
Karl ......"
Thrander's eyes gradually softened, and his voice was like a sigh: "Darkness and light have never been separated, demons and gods have always been one.Carl, if you are not afraid of the light, then you don't have to be afraid of the dark. ”"Lord Fajin......"
There was a moment of silence on the other side of the voice, and then the butler's voice regained his composure, "Thank you, Lord Hojin." ”Ending contact with Carl, Thrand looked at a large tree in front of him."
I said, you don't have a talent for magic."
With Thrand's voice, a figure appeared behind the tree.He walked out slowly, smiling like a child begging for candy: "You have already discovered me, Your Excellency. ”Thraland looked at him with a frown."
Why didn't you expose me until now?"
He approached, expectantly, "Maybe you don't hate me as much as you appear. ”"That's because I don't want to deal with a naughty kid."
Thurland raised his head slightly, his gaze downward, like a king inspecting his knights, and looked down at Legston's young face, "Mr.
Arumman, you are too weak and too small. ”Legston looked surprised.Because it was only at this moment that Legstone realized that this handsome and extraordinary mage was no less tall than himself.And when the other party raised his head slightly and looked at himself with a downward posture, he actually had a great temptation/temptation and oppressive force on himself.Not only that, but the other party also has the majesty and charm that belongs to the elderly.It is the simplicity and profundity that has been precipitated by the years, elegant and noble.Far more convincing than the royal and aristocratic education of himself.And under such oppressive force, he needs to look up to the other party.At the same time, he wants to conquer the other side even more.Legston placed his right hand on his left atrium and bowed slightly: "What you taught is this, Lord Fashen.As a junior who has not yet broken through the realm of the Martial God, in front of you, I am indeed just an insignificant child. ”His words were humble and polite, his slightly drooping head covering his eyes overflowing with excitement and excitement, and at the same time, his heart beating violently under the palm of his hand, and ......
A soul that constantly trembles.He's going to conquer him!
His soul told him so."
It's time for you to go back.I don't have time to pester/pester. ”As if unaware of Legston's frenzy, Thrand rounded him and headed in one direction.Legston was sure he was chasing with all his might."
Your Excellency, aren't you curious about the purpose of my coming here?"
Seeing that Thrand did not pause in the slightest, he couldn't help but say, "I'm talking about my own purpose, not the purpose of the old man, the old man, and the old duke. ”Thraland still didn't stop, and he was moving farther and farther away from Legston."
Your Excellency!
I've been to the Magic Sanctuary!
I've felt the darkness there, too!
”The figure in the distance suddenly stopped, like a statue that already existed there, waiting quietly.Legston hurried over with joy, a sincere smile on his face: "As you have received, it is an evil aura from the dark abyss, and it only takes one touch to plunge people into the endless abyss. ”"You've touched it?"
Thrand looked at him with a calm gaze.Legston nodded without hesitation: "Your Excellency, those evils cannot invade my body or even my soul, I am a lucky son who has been blessed by you.I thank you. ”He bowed his head and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.Thrand nodded, turning around and returning to the home: "Wait for me at the Magic Sanctuary." ”The author has something to say: When the fighting spirit of the bear child is ignited - Legston: I feel like I can break through the sky every day!
Thurland: Carl, close the door!
Legston: I'm withering............
T_T☆, the Three Magic Sacred Houses of Black History are the most desirable places for all magicians - except for His Excellency the First Phantom who lives in the castle of Serento.Of course, this is not to show that His Excellency is arrogant and rude.In fact, our Dharma God was also one of the students of this academy.It's too old a story to mention for now.Thrand arrives at the Magic Sanctuary, and the first to greet him is still his old friend, Lord Dean.They hadn't seen each other in fifteen years.This time, the other party's hair was all white, and there were too many wrinkles on his face to count.But it's still the same noisy and rude.Thrand wore a wide cloak that concealed her god-like handsomeness.In his hand is a magic scroll that is gradually disappearing, and there is still an unfinished wind force under his feet.Dean caught up and laughed and patted him on the shoulder.He didn't hide."
It's been so many years, and it hasn't changed at all!
What's the matter, don't you dislike me now?
”Seeing that Thraland didn't dislike his touch this time, Dean couldn't help but tease."
You're old."
Thrand put the words behind and stepped out of the magic room without hesitation, heading towards Dean's dean's office.Dean withdrew his hand and followed.Carl was already waiting in the dean's office.When he saw Thrand appear, he immediately saluted.Thrand raised his hand slightly, signaling that he didn't have to salute.Then I walked to the large window of the dean's office.This is directly opposite the location of the Icon House.There is a magic academy and sixteen magic academies in the Western Fantasy Continent, each of which has built an icon hall.It is dedicated to the gods of light, as well as legends of magic from all over the continent.The statue of Thrand is also among them.More than half a month ago, there was an icon collapse accident in the Icon Hall of the Magic Sacred Academy, and Principal Dean found that the holy relics in it had been stolen after investigation, and there was no clue in every possible investigation.Only a wooden box was found in the place where the relic was lost, and a letter full of magic was placed in the wooden box.Another strange thing is that the only icon that has not been destroyed is that of Thrander.Dean panted and followed the office, first turned and locked the door, then walked over, bent down and pulled out a box from the bottom of the bookshelf next to him, and handed it to Carl next to him.The box was pull-out, and Karl took out the letters and handed them to Thrand.After a while, Thrand put down the letter in his hand and asked the old man on the side: "That's all?"
”Although Principal Dean is only in his two hundred and thirty years, as a magister, he does not have an endless life and permanent youth.His current panting, and his old countenance, illustrate the difference between him and Thrander, and the huge gap between them."
Yes, my old fellow.These letters have been here for almost a month, and I don't dare let anyone touch them but you. ”Principal Dean repacked the letter that Thraland had put down in his hand and teased with a smile, "After all, no one knows your stinky problems better than I do. ”As a legend in the Western Fantasy Continent, Thrand's biggest drawback is probably that he has as many quirks as he has in the story of this person.For example, his cleanliness.For example, the ambiguity between his noisy butler and him.
Dark.“…… Carl is noisy?
”Thrand tilted his head to look at the butler beside the bookcase, staring at the other man.Principal Dean smiled so hard that there was only a slit in his eyes: "This is something that everyone on the mainland remembers in their minds, but I don't know where it started. ”The old man spread his hands, "But the first person to hear this was near the Castle of Serento. ”Thrand nodded, no more asking.But Carl couldn't help it: "It's a rumor!"
”Principal Dean nodded, "Well, rumors. ”"Rumors should be cleared!"
Principal Dean continued to nod, "Well, it should be cleared. ”Karl said again, "How can Headmaster Dean allow others to slander our beloved Dharma God like this!
”"Ahem."
Principal Dean pushed the box containing the letter in front of Thrand and digressed the subject, "My dear old fellow, where do you think this matter should begin?"
”Karl's eyes widened as he looked at the two adults who ignored him: "......
This housekeeper is never noisy!
”In addition to preaching the brilliance of his family's Dharma God, there is a little bit of it, and a little bit of ......
More words.The two adults continued to ignore him.Thrand looked through the window of his office at one building after another not far away."
Iconostasis."
Dean nodded, "I guessed you're going to have to go there, so I didn't let anyone move the furnishings inside." ”He looked at Karl, "His Excellency Karl didn't move either. ”When it came to business, Karl immediately put on a stern face and reported to Thrand: "Lord Fashen, I always remember what you said very clearly, so I didn't touch anything there.As for the color of the land, if there is no mistake, it comes from there—the place where the person is. ”Thrand lowered his eyes, and then lowered them again.His eyelashes fluttered slightly in the sunlight, as if he had been touched by a certain word in Karl's words, and it took him a long time to regain his composure."
I see."
He ended the conversation with four short words.Principal Dean also knew that there was an unspeakable taboo in Thrland's life, and Carl replaced it with "that person", probably referring to that taboo.So he didn't ask much, but tried to change the topic: "If it weren't for the impossible, I wouldn't have bothered you to come over." ”Dean was well aware of Thrander's temperament, and originally planned to seek help from the Empire if the other party did not come.However, he will not have any interests with the imperial power unless it is absolutely necessary, which is the code of conduct of the successive presidents of the Magic Academy."
Hmm.Recently, there has been a shortage of magic spirit stones. ”Thrand's blue eyes rolled for a moment to look at the headmaster, who was gasping for air."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Thrand!
Our friendship for 200 years!
”Thrand lowered his eyes: "Give you eight folds."
Eight thousand Demon Spirit Stones. ”"I've saved less than 20,000 in 100 years!""
Nine thousand."......No matter how frantically Headmaster Dean complained about the bandit's general employment price, Thrand didn't let go.It wasn't until Principal Dean sat down in his chair to drink water with a parched mouth that Thrand explained, "This is unusual. ”Principal Dean choked: "I know this is unusual.But dear Thrand, you are too a robber!
”Thrand ignored him.Headmaster Dean stumbled to find the key to the Icon in the drawer under the desk, and handed it over while asking, "Really, can't it be less?"
”Eight thousand Demon Spirit Stones!
It's almost a year and a half of replenishment for the Imperial Wizard Legion!
Thrand stood by the window, his eyes slightly drooping, his long golden hair shining in the sunlight, reflecting his flawless face even more handsome and charming."
I've heard that there are a lot of imperial magnates in your academy."
As soon as the conversation was finished, Thrand put the key in his hand and walked towards the door.Principal Dean slammed the table, "Speaking of this!"
Honey, do you remember that kid from the Aruman family?
”Thurland paused for a moment and replied in a faint voice, "I don't remember." ”"Old man, you're so cold."
Principal Dean shook his head pretendly, "I was sometime ago—" "If I had been cold enough, I wouldn't be here." ”Thurland interrupted Dean, took the handkerchief from Karl's hand, wiped his hands carefully, and looked back at him, "Give Karl the Spirit Stone later." ”Dean choked on the other party's words, and finally didn't have the heart to complain about the equally hateful Aruman boy.The Magic Sanctuary occupies a large area and has many buildings.There are nine buildings in the teaching area alone for students to attend classes.Seven of them are divided according to the seven magical elements, and the remaining two, one is a comprehensive teaching area, which can □□ the theoretical foundations of magic, the origin and history of magic, the primary experiments of magic, and so on.The last building is for students with multiple magical elements.The Icon Pavilion is adjacent to the teaching area, just to the left of the comprehensive teaching area.At this time, it is class time, and there are not many idle students in the academy, but there are some.Thrand put on his cloak and hat and walked slowly in the direction of the Shrine.No one noticed how strange his steps were, and it took only a few dozen steps to reach the Icon Hall, which was miles apart, and then unlocked and walked in.The inside and the outside seem to correspond to heaven and hell.Thrand could feel the thick, cold aura of darkness, the raging evil power, and the little message the man left behind.