The whispers in the darkness continued.

Exactly the same voice, exactly the same pauses, exactly the same pale mask.

"You're late, Executor Five. ”

"I'm on a mission to track down the Founded, and I've just returned and asked to join the meeting. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Agreed. ”

……

"The number of participants in this meeting, thirteen. ”

"Executor No. 5 is requested to explain the progress of the mission. ”

"The existence of the Forsaken has been confirmed. ”

"Please confirm. ”

"Please confirm. ”

"Confirm the existence of the Founder, and that someone else is tracking the Trail of the Left, at least a year before me, and call him Tracer No. 1. ”

"Do you confirm the identity and affiliation of Tracer No. 1? ”

"Identified Tracer One, belonging to the Natural Temple, Possibility, Eighty, Fifty Correlation with Law Enforcement Teams. ”

"As for whether the whereabouts of the Lost and Tracer No. 1 have been confirmed. ”

"It is impossible to confirm for the time being, but from the clues, it is speculated that the probability of survival of the left is less than twenty, and the number one tracker has been missing for a year, and the probability of his survival is reduced to forty based on his strength. In addition, an analysis of the possibility of reconnecting the left behind is requested. ”

"There is no internal news for the time being, and the possibility is less than ten. ”

"There is no clear news yet, and the probability is less than fifteen. ”

"The Forsaken have not contacted the interior for more than ten years, and the probability of reconnection is less than five, but the probability of being tracked down by the temple rises by ten, and the probability of the Forsaken reconnecting with the interior is less than fifteen. ”

"In terms of its strength, if Tracer No. 1 does not survive, the probability rises by fifteen, and the probability of the Forsaken reconnecting with the interior is less than thirty. ”

“…… , less than twenty. ”

“…… , less than twenty-five. ”

"The results of the analysis are average, and the probability of the left reconnecting with the interior is less than 20, which is not considered for the time being. ”

"Please continue the investigation of the fifth executor. ”

"Keep tracking. ”

"Keep tracking. ”

……

"Executor No. 5 is requested to continue to explain the other tasks. ”

"There is no progress on the Elemental Zero Biological Observation Mission for the time being. ”

"The contract separation enchantment has been improved and one hundred and twelve new changes have been added, so that the main body can still mobilize a small amount of magic power under the power of the contract backlash, and the seventh order and above will be able to stay awake, I will send the detailed changes after the meeting, please change it in time for members who have completed the inscription. ”

"This will be the final separation barrier for now, and the optimization of this barrier has reached a bottleneck, and I will abort the separation barrier optimization task until the next experiment has data. ”

"Agree to suspension. ”

"Agree to suspension. ”

"Agreed. ”

……

"In addition, after the Aurora core incident, I have taken the initiative to request contact internally, but I have not been contacted internally. ”

"The strength of the contract has weakened, and the scepter has been perceived, and may be suspicious of the executor of the five, the possibility is seventy. ”

"Please continue to wait for the fifth executor, and do not send another message to the internal to reduce the suspicion. ”

"There is internal information that Scepter has learned that Executor Five has survived, and the contact has been dispatched, so please be prepared to avoid exposing us, and evacuate in time if there is danger. ”

"Can't expose us. ”

"Can't expose us. ”

……

"It was discovered that the external personnel were tentatively called Lothar No. 1 in the core Aurora incident, and with the clues of the Forsaken, it can be determined that there are people inside who have a plan for the Principality of Lothar, maybe the Scepter, maybe the crown, or other high-level members of the internal authority, it is necessary for us to understand the plan, and request the allocation of high-level resources to start searching for relevant information. ”

"Agree to the request. ”

"Agree to the request. ”

"Agree to allocate high-level resources. ”

"Executor Five, please keep an eye on Lothar One. ”

……

"The strength of the contract is weakening, so please be prepared to break free from the contract in case of emergency. ”

"It is proposed that the date of the next meeting be brought forward by 10 days. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Agreed. ”

……

……

The Monday mornings of the new school year were still occupied by Anna Goo's History of Magic, one of the few compulsory courses taken by students of all four schools, with students of the Combat and Command schools being said to have taken other history courses after their third year, and students of the three schools of law were to take it until they graduated.

Of course, there are still big changes from last year.

While Barron would still rather fight the Sim Arena and fight Thea than open the huge history of magic textbook, he can at least get a good night's sleep in the morning.

After the baptism of magic power and several months of meditation and cultivation, the physical fitness and magic capacity of several people have been greatly improved, plus Marcus and others, who have advanced to the second order, can already use the one-ring card [Light Feather Technique], which greatly reduces the weight of the body, and the group climbs the mountain road as if flying. From the dormitory castle by the lake to the tower classroom on the snowy peak, what used to be a half-day journey can now be reached in just over twenty mils, and there is still time to catch two snowballs on the way.

When he arrived at the classroom, Barron looked the most tired.

"This, phew, this book ......" Barron said breathlessly in the last issue, "This textbook is dead, heavier than my hammer, how can I learn this history of magic......"

There are also Xia and others (Dragon) from Alice's group.

The three Thea (the three young dragons) in her group all chose (were classified) into the classical mage school, although their biggest growth at this time is still strong physical strength, but their patriarch did not send them to let them learn fighting skills, the power of the dragon is too dependent on the accumulation of years, and the knowledge is different, as long as you are willing to use your brain to learn, there will always be something to gain.

However, the premise is that you have to use your brain, which is a very difficult task for the young dragon, which has always been lazy.

"It's really not light......" Morin tapped on the hard book cover, feeling that such a heavy book could be recorded on magic paper, and he didn't know why he used ordinary paper.

"The history of the Third Age of more than 1,000 years can not be light......" Tilna's soft voice was full of admiration, and the talents of the Vess Demon Spirits on the path of scholars were already evident in her.

The course of the last school year first sorted out the history of Toddell in a very general way, and then talked about the history before the Third Age, because the war in the Third Age continued, and most of the records about the first two eras were not preserved, and this school year reading textbook is to prepare to talk about the history of the Third Age.

Of course, it's all just general.

As Anna Gu walked into the classroom on time, everyone fell silent, and Morin heard the voice in his head again, whether he wanted to learn this course, and quickly and decisively rejected the proposal.

Obediently, the name of "Sleeper" is loud enough, don't do it again this semester.

Until now, the boy still didn't know where the unwavering voice that sounded in his head whenever he came into contact with books and courses came from, and where his strange memory ability came from. Neither the news brought back by my grandfather nor the records of the Elemental Emperor found in the library mention any clues, presumably this ability is not related to the fatalistic mage.

But this ability is much more useful than the small puddle of magic power of the fateful mage, the young man thought, not to mention the terrifying and mysterious power of foreknowledge, just the memory ability, such as the huge book in front of him, only need to consume a small part of the mental power to remember it all, and now only those magic books will make him overdraft all his mental power.

was in a daze, and a long-lost voice sounded in his ears:

"Mr. Callander, how many countries have been recognized by the Temple on the continent of Todder in the Third Age?"

……

At the end of last year, Anna Goo alone assigned Molin a reading book that far exceeded the scope of the textbooks at that time, so he did not continue to ask questions in class, originally the teenager thought that he had finally gotten rid of the embarrassment of answering questions before the history of magic class, but at the beginning of this semester, with the massive expansion of the scope of the textbook, it was obvious that Anna Goo did not intend to continue to let him go.

"Sign Whisperer" Clio Cowley was also asked questions.

This guy looked really bad, his dark eyes were puffy as if he had been punched, his eyes were bloodshot, probably knowing that he would be questioned, so he stayed up all night to preview the history of magic textbook, and finally barely answered Professor Anna's question without being deducted points.

Remembering the way this guy threatened himself with cruel words two days ago, Morin had no sympathy for him, and he didn't know how he provoked this guy, obviously the big and small conflicts were all picked by him and the people in their group.

Maureen pursed his lips and began listening to Anna Goo's lesson.

This class was the first class of the new school year, and before we were halfway through, it became clear why the school had a magic level requirement for students in every grade, and students like Tilna who had not been exposed to the Sea of Magic could not advance to the second grade even if they studied in the first grade for four years.

Because it's just too fast.

Anna Gu didn't even give everyone much time to get used to, and soon increased the speed of the lesson to an incredible degree, the speed of speech, the magic illusions that flashed by, the large paragraphs of text only had a few breaths to read, and the pages were turned over with a bang, even Maureen needed to concentrate to keep up with the content of the lesson, and the content crammed into his mind after a lesson was no less than the storybooks he memorized when he was a child.

By the end of the lesson, most of the students had been sitting in their seats for a long time before they had come to their senses, and Barron was in a state of dazed pupils dilated and stiff for a long time, so that he was pushed down the hill by Emino and Morin without even noticing.

All the content involved in the class is within the scope of the assessment, not limited to the textbook, which is Anna Goo's consistent principle.

Although she said after the class that students of different schools would be given different amounts of homework and graded according to different standards, the classical mage school had the most and the combat school had the least. But this arrangement was not enough to redeem the despair in the hearts of the students of the Combat School - it was torture for them to take such a course with relatively poor mental strength, and the students of the Classical Mage School couldn't help but consider whether they should transfer to the other two schools of law, as if it was worth it just because they had less homework on the history of magic.

Before the fourth year, the college allows students of the law school to choose to change among the three schools, as long as they complete the corresponding compulsory courses, and the college is still relatively enlightened in this regard.

Of course, the history of magic is largely stressful for Maureen.

"History of Magic, is it useful? Is it useful?" At lunchtime, Marcus waved his fork a little hysterically, not caring about his aristocratic image (since Tilna and Aeno didn't come to eat).

"Can it be used to make things?!can't!Can it be used to cast magic?!can't!Can it be used to make money?!can't!Can it be used to fight?!can't!"Not only did Marcus frantically ask and answer himself, but every time he asked a question, Barron on the side shook his head very affirmatively, and the two seemed to have a rare tacit understanding.

Morin dealt with his meatloaf with great interest, and his meatloaf was so hard that it rattled like a stone skin in his mouth, and the boy guessed that the college elf had done it halfway and ran to play with something else.

"So why? Why is it mandatory?!" Marcus concluded, finally quieting down.

Just now he almost threw the meatballs on the fork into a freshman's dinner plate, the other party looked quite annoyed, and originally planned to come over and talk to this senior who was not much older than him, but then he saw the sturdy Barron next to him, his face changed and he sat back in his seat, but quietly moved the plate away from Marcas.

Maureen finally gave up his meatloaf and was thinking about how much food he could use to make up for the meal in the evening.

"Maureen!!Maureen!!"

It was Aewenor's scream, and she screamed and rushed from the door of the dining hall to the boy's table.

"What's wrong?!" Merlin was startled and didn't see Tilna's figure: "Could it be that something happened to Tilna?!"

Marcus on the side turned pale.

"No, it's not," the little vampire gasped, "Sister Tilna is behind, I'm running fast." ”

"What's going on?!" Morin snapped.

Although she will be a little unable to control herself when she sees the golden and valuable things, she is still very measured and organizes her work, whether it is practicing combat or configuring potions, what can make her so anxious that she runs with all her strength in the crowded restaurant and screams loudly.

"Take a look at the course schedule!"

Afraid that Morin didn't understand, the little vampire shook the identity ring on his hand.

"Can you see the new compulsory course that Fielding said?" Morin remembered that the dean seemed to say last night that he could check the Trial Tower course for second-year students today, "but you don't need to be in such a hurry. ”

"No, no," Aeno quickly shook her head, and found that many people's eyes at the long table were focused on her, and she couldn't help but be a little more anxious: "Take a look at our afternoon class." ”

"Okay, okay," Morin hurriedly asked the academy elf for an up-to-date list of courses.

"I'll take a look...... Time...... Monday afternoon...... Course Title...... Trials Tower Survival Basics ......"

"Grade...... Two...... Course Properties...... Compulsory ......"

"Instructor ......"

Morin's eyes widened suddenly, how could it be!

The boy saw the latest list of courses given by the elf, and in this course [Trial Tower Survival Basics] personally arranged by Dean Fielding, there was a name that had not been seen for a long time under the teacher's column.

“…… Honorom. ”

Honorom, the ranger who had been on a mission with Minelma to save Morin from the hands of a vicious old man in the Gundi Forest and track him down into the Black Forest alone, his name appeared in their tutor column after a year of no news.

Teacher Honorom is back?!