Ten minutes later, the courtyard door opened, and Sparky and Isabel walked into the courtyard, looking at the ashes of the campfire, Sparker stopped in thought, and then turned to Isabel and said:

"I really didn't expect that Duke Tobels not only has ninth-level strength, but also has a younger brother whose strength has reached the realm level, fortunately, you hid in the Frank Chamber of Commerce and escaped, he will not offend the Frank Chamber of Commerce in order to kill a seventh-level warrior. Although I brought you back safely this time, it doesn't mean that I can keep you safe every time, so you can only live in the inner courtyard of Kenston in the future, and it is best not to even enter Kenston City.

With Xiao Mo's talent, no matter how fast he is, it will take five years to graduate from Kenston College, and in five years, I should... No, I will definitely be able to break through to the realm level, and I will not be afraid of that realm level powerhouse, so I can only wronged you in the past five years..."

Isabel shook her head and interrupted, "You don't have to worry about me, it doesn't matter where you live, as long as you can... On the contrary, you don't need to force a breakthrough for me, I can wait!"

Sparker smiled slightly, and gently hugged Isabel into his arms, it may be that the scene not long ago made them still have palpitations and were overly nervous, and they didn't even notice Mo Jia who was sitting on the edge of the window, Mo Jia looked down at the two who looked a little romantic in the moonlight, shook his head helplessly, coughed and said:

"Hey, are you too involved, or am I blind? When I don't exist? Pretty sister, where have you been? It's been a long time since you've eaten your food. ”

Spark's face instantly collapsed, he slowly raised his head, stared at Mo Jiaer gloomily and said, "The child doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he is swaying... What's the matter with the wound in your chest? Why is your breath so weak? I said you can't save me worry? every time..."

"Okay, okay, you go on, I'm going to rest, late... Wait, I'll talk to you about it later, but what did you just say about the 'realm-level' powerhouse?"

Sparky shook his eyes and said loudly, "What's the matter with you, kid go to bed!"

Isabel pulled the corner of Raspark's coat and nodded to him, he also reacted, there are some things that need to be conveyed to Arya through Mojar, but he is not sure what the things will be like after Mojar and then reach Arya's ears.

So he and Isabel shook their bodies, and sat on Mojael's bed, trying to tell him the whole story.

When Sparker finished speaking, Mojar nodded, gave a reassuring look and said:

"You just said that it will take me at least five years to graduate? It's still unknown whether I can break through to the sixth level of magicians in five years, so before I reach the age of 25 and be kicked out of the academy, uh... You still have 12 years to break through, take your time, don't rush. ”

Then the two left, and Mo Jia lay back on the bed, after this little episode, he relaxed a lot, closed his eyes, breathed more evenly, and soon entered the dream of three colors.

This injury seemed to make him extremely tired, and it wasn't until the early morning of the third day that he slowly woke up, and the memories flooded into his mind like a tide, he smiled with relief, got up and moved, except for the terrifying injury on his chest, which still existed, the other injuries he received in the Demon Beast Mountain Range did not affect his basic activities.

Isabel just came in with breakfast, and when she saw Mogar waking up, she smiled sweetly, put down her breakfast, looked at the big boy who was about to catch up with her, reached out and touched his face, and said: "A few years ago, you were just a half-tall little kid, and now you are almost as tall as me, you have really grown up, Mogar! Alya should be very happy if she sees it!"

"Uh... Right..."

Mo Jia smiled a little embarrassedly, he didn't have time to wash, he quickly picked up the breakfast and devoured it, Isabel shook her head and smiled when she saw this, touched his hair dotingly, and turned to leave.

Mogar quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of oppression between the two women made him dare not breathe, and suddenly felt some sympathy for Spark, and silently prayed for Spark.

After eating breakfast and examining his injuries, he thought back to everything he had been through in the years since he entered Kenston College, crouched on the ground, and took out an item from his ring with every repetition.

"Uncle James's weapon 'Eternal Night', 'Tears of Kings', 'Vampire Ice Blade', 'Dagger', and 'Vampire Ice Blade' that he refined"

"Uncle Spark's seventh-level secret tome 'Wind Hinge' scroll, and the saint-level mystical tome 'Phantom World' scroll"

"The 'Holy Grade' Secret Book 'Flame King' Scroll Given by Grandfather"

"Uncle James's 'Soul Mark' Scroll"

"Grandpa Trino's 'Potion Codex'"

He tossed aside the potion codex and dagger and the vampire ice blade, piled the rest together, stared at the things in front of him, and then thought about his strength, and said helplessly:

"There are so many good things, why am I still stuck at the fourth level? With the Illusion Realm to increase the speed of absorbing refining elements, why am I a fourth-level mage like the others? With the 'Flame King' in hand, why am I not sure that I can cross the two levels of challenge? Is it my own reason? Or is there something wrong with my cultivation method?"

If people who are at the same time as him hear it, it is estimated that they have the heart to kill him, and after four years of entering Kenston Academy, everyone else is still working hard in the third year, he already has the strength far beyond the fourth-level magician, and now he is still thinking about crossing the two-level challenge, it is estimated that those veteran fourth-year students will want to beat him when they hear it.

Mo Jiaer simply sat cross-legged, kept thinking, his eyes swept over and over one item after another, and finally came to a conclusion, sighed, and said to himself: "It's still the same as before, too much pursuit of the accumulation of actual combat experience, and ignoring the improvement of one's own level strength, it seems that in the next few years, the level will be raised first, and when the injury is healed, he will begin to recover his soul power and combat qi." ”

After thinking clearly, Mogar was about to put away these things in front of him, and suddenly his eyes stayed on the ancient dark yellow scroll engraved with delicate patterns, and the images when James handed the scroll to him appeared one by one, and then he took a deep breath, picked up the 'Soul Imprint' scroll, and slowly spread it out, and the soul power poured into the scroll, and after a while, the transmission of soul power stopped.

His brows tightened, and in his consciousness, this scroll was still wrapped in a thin film, but this time it was extremely clear, as if he could touch this membrane, and he immediately realized that if he wanted to enter the 'Soul Imprint' scroll, it was not directly related to the amount of soul power, and the quality of soul power and soul index were the key factors.

Failing to open the Soul Mark meant that his Soul Index was not enough, but he believed that as long as he could break through again, he would be able to successfully open the Soul Mark Scroll.

Mogar put away everything, stood up, stretched, walked to the window, and looked at the starry night castle looming in the distance, maybe it was because his spirit had been in a tense state for the past few months, and he suddenly returned to normal life, but he was a little uncomfortable with this laxity, he laughed at himself, and his eyes jumped to the snow-covered misty mountains in the distance.

"Then take advantage of these few days of cultivation to relax and relax, don't think about cultivation, don't think about refining weapons, don't think about it... Forehead... Didn't think about anything anymore. ”

After thinking clearly, Mo Jiaer pursed his lips, took a few deep breaths, walked towards the shower, took a shower, changed into a magic robe that he hadn't touched for half a year, and the three magic scepters on his chest were extremely eye-catching.