As one of the few teaching assistants in the college, Andrew is not the kind of person who makes an impression easily. He is a little fat, in his early twenties, with a pair of triangular eyes that look very harsh, his face is a little unhealthy sallow, and there is no smile on the corner of his mouth, and he belongs to the school of nature and life.

Strayer remembers that he had served as the registrar for his freshmen at the airport in the Sacred Capital, and his attitude towards the students was not friendly. Moreover, this teaching assistant rarely participates in activities in the college, and is mainly responsible for the auxiliary work of pharmacy courses for third- and fourth-year students, and does not have much interaction with their first- and second-year students.

Therefore, I was not able to recognize his voice when I heard it.

But that doesn't stop Strayer from making an assessment at the moment - the Andrew assistant is an idiot.

A complete idiot, he sneered in his heart.

Just arguing with the hoarse voice on the left, neither of them is a core member, and it sounds like they have a similar status in this mission. But he didn't use the masking rune in this first encounter, revealing his true form in front of them, which is something that only arrogant people can do.

Even Strayer immediately judged that the Andrew's assistant coach should be new to the organization.

Maybe this is the first time he has carried out the task of the organization, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to live for a long time with such a reckless character, and it is impossible to hide the strict investigation of the law enforcement team last semester. Before, he had said that he didn't want to be shared by others in vain, and it seemed that he was tempted by the organization to voluntarily carry out this mysterious task with some benefits.

Stupid, Strayer sneered in his heart again.

He knew that there were indeed some such fanatics around the Order, like crazed cultists who were wholeheartedly working for the Order, and that was the case with the skeletons around him who were watching over him, who were desperately loyal to that organization even though they were not core members. A few years ago, he tried to bribe his contacts with a lot of money, but they didn't do anything, and he was punished very harshly afterwards.

But it was the first time he had seen someone as stupid as this in Iluvita, and the original Professor Firth was much more stupid, blindly believing that this mysterious organization was acting so recklessly, and that he thought he had lived too long.

Glancing at the hoarse-voiced figure, he decided that he would unconditionally support the mandate holder should the meeting call for a statement or a vote.

For the sake of safety, such a fool cannot be allowed to have the right to speak on this mission.

As for the figure on the other side, the other task was to connect with the person, and Strayer didn't pay attention to it.

Since neither the person in charge nor the executor of this mission is a core member of the organization, and the other party is just a supporting counterpart like himself, then he should also be just a peripheral member like himself, or worse, someone like Andrew who has only recently come into contact with the organization, and is willing to help the organization out of pure greed.

Such people are not even considered periphery, and often do not even know how to die in the end.

Strayer looked at Andrew again, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He wondered what the hell was the task this time, and why it had been entrusted to such a fool as an executor, and whether something had happened to the organization that had always been strict and cautious and had begun to recruit such people recklessly.

Could it be that the incident a few months ago had had a big impact on the organization, he thought with a frown.

Coercion and inducement are the two most common means for organizations to control others, but what they are best at is actually speculating and using people's hearts.

Strayer knows this.

Once caught in the organization's scheme, many people may be unintentionally used by the organization, helping the organization to complete a lot of work or even vital links without knowing it.

Just like this summer in the royal capital of Lothar, they used the Count of Grey Mountain's own bitter ploy to get rid of the old earl, and although there is no definite evidence, Strayer guesses that the assassination should have been organized, as it is rumored that the escaped assassin finally disappeared into the tinder beacon that had been banned by the Holy Alliance.

The lighthouse where every time he did something wrong, he would go to be punished.

The scholar in the lighthouse, nominally sent by the Holy Alliance to study the cause of the flame's failure, the middle-aged man, was his most common core member.

It's just that Strayer couldn't guess what the organization wanted to achieve with this assassination.

The biggest gainer and the most suspicious mastermind of that assassination on the surface should be the young man who succeeded to the title of Grey Mountain. As the second son who was disliked by the old earl since he was a child, he ruthlessly washed his brother's supporters after the old earl's death, and inherited the title in the silent congratulatory gifts of the lords of the northern realm.

From this point of view, the young successor may be under the control of the organization, or he may be used by the organization without knowing it.

If these speculations were true, the assassination would have given the organization overt or covert control of the Grey Mountain Territory, but Strayer couldn't figure out why he had gone to great lengths to plot the Earldom in the north when he already had his puppet highness.

A rich but uncritical territory.

and suddenly asked him to radically agree to Uncle Esir's proposal to revise the Inheritance Code so that he could be crowned early.

Strayer hadn't even figured out why the Order wanted him to do this, even if he could be crowned and crowned early when he returned home next summer, he still had to come to school in Iluvita, and Uncle Esir still had to run the country with the Lord Regent's scepter, and he didn't know what the point of doing that was.

He shook his head, refocusing his attention on the moment.

No matter what the situation in Lothar is, he must first pass the current hurdle, and he must complete this mission first.

The four figures in the clearing seemed to be looking at each other, and for a moment no one spoke.

There was a shadow of camouflage runes, and he didn't know how much effect such a gaze could have, but he suddenly felt the gaze of the hoarse voice on the left seem to fall on him through the shadows in a flash.

This made Strayer a little irritated.

After careful consideration, he classified it as his own delusion, choosing to believe in the effect of this rune of the organization.

And even if the mission leader really had some special way to see through his disguise, it was actually not a big problem, the disguise and temptation of the first meeting were just cautious habits, and since there were four participants in this mission, it was impossible to have only such a meeting.

This time it should just be a matter of getting acquainted with the people involved in the mission. If you guess correctly, they should meet frequently in the next period of time, gradually exchange information including identity, and finally complete the task according to their respective strengths.

Sure enough, the hoarse voice on the left was the first to break the silence:

"It is compelled to summon you so late," he said.

"I'll cut a long story short, since both of you have already received the docking rune, I don't need to stress about the matter in principle. This mission is critical to the Order, the general plan is clear but there are many details to be finalized and your help is needed, and this meeting is to build trust first-"

"Huh!" Andrew on the right suddenly laughed.

"Everyone is so hidden, how can there be any trust!!"

He glanced at the two figures next to him disdainfully, and said extremely strongly: "I am the executor of this task, I have a complete plan, no matter what he summons the two of you to do, whether it is to build trust or discuss the details, it is none of my business! I warn you not to interfere in my actions, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"

With that, his cheeks twisted wildly, and his right hand squeezed in front of him.

Countless dark magic in the snowy night poured into his palm from all directions, emitting strong and dangerous fluctuations.

"Stop!" shouted a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to use dark magic here, I'm not stupid," Andrew said triumphantly, flipping his palms and dissipating the gathered magic with ease, "Just to show you a little bit of the power given to me from above!"

The small eyes on his distorted cheeks revealed a fierce gaze: "I warn you, that adult specially told me to act according to the plan, as long as I complete this mission, I can directly break through the line of the world, if any of you interfere in my actions dare to drag my feet, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people when the time comes!"

After saying that, Andrew didn't stay any longer, shook his hand and turned to leave.

Strayer glanced at the hoarse figure on the left, and saw that he didn't say anything to stop him.

Don't...... Is that so......

Watching Andrew's long back disappear into the faint forest, Strayer's eyes narrowed thoughtfully in the silver moonlight, and the corners of his mouth slowly revealed a cold smile.

"What an idiot......"

……

……

Although the constellation of Death Pruetos is not flattering, December is definitely a favorite among the students of Illuvita College who are looking forward to the holidays, and the snow falls in the sky every season, and the snow-covered academy looks very festive with a special atmosphere.

It's just that this year's snow is a little too big.

After a few sunny days at the beginning of the month, the sky began to be overcast, and the clouds accumulated like a dirty mop over the valley of Iluvita, and it was not long before the big snowflakes fell one after another, and the vast expanse of heaven and earth could no longer be seen.

The snow continued to fall for nearly eight days and nights.

In the first two days, many first-year students from the south were particularly excited.

They would lie on their stomachs in a daze at the window of the lounge, wearing thin clothes and rushing out into the snow to have fun, because they had not yet touched the sea of magic and had a weak physique, several freshmen had to go to the tree of life that night.

As for those who were not delivered, they would still lie in the window at night and listen to the sound of falling snow.

Maureen also enjoyed the sound of falling snow.

The goose-feathered snowflakes rustled and melted in an instant in the warm lake, and the blanket-like snow stumbled thicker and thicker, and the snow on the trees in the distant forest slid down the branches with a heavy load, mixing with the faint sound of the wind in the valley in the distance, tickling like a long-lost friend walking lightly and whispering in your ear.

This kind of caress will make the boy vaguely think of the long, cold winter hidden in the depths of his memory, and the slender and thin black figure that flashed in the cold.

At this time, even Xiao Hei would hold a magic crystal card and quietly land on the young man's shoulder, sucking the magic while staring at its dark green eyes at the dark night, and using its flaming body to stabilize the young man's neck.

However, although the snow scene is beautiful, the academy elves have been very busy for the past two days.

In order to ensure the smooth flow of the road and the smooth operation of various areas, she had to direct a large number of magical machines to clean up day and night, and on the third day, she found that the snow was still endless, and the impatient elf simply activated several emergency magic barriers, so the main roads turned into corridors like transparent walls and crystal vaults, blocking all the snowflakes from the outside.

The open-air training ground has a high dome, and even if the snow outside is getting thicker and thicker, the students who come to train will not be affected in any way, and the game is in full swing on the simulated arena.

However, the elf's lazy behavior has dealt a big blow to the owner of the card shop in the shopping street.

Because the snow didn't stop, the old Han Lito, who was missing a front tooth, urgently entered a large number of first-order magic cards [Resistance Technique]. As long as you take the card and cast a resistance spell on yourself, you can bounce off the snowflakes that would have fallen on your body in half a day, even if you wear the most ordinary cotton clothes to class, you don't have to worry about getting wet with snowflakes or finding yourself in the classroom with a white snow hat on your head.

But now that the roads have become promenades, Old Hanley's resistance cards are naturally unsalable.

Fortunately, he also entered a large number of second-order magic cards [Snowboard Gliding] at the same time, which can temporarily condense a controllable ski on the sole of his shoe, as long as there is enough magic support, he can start and slide quickly even on flat snow, which is quite popular with middle and senior students.

As for the junior students who couldn't use the second-order cards, they could only drool at the figure of the senior seniors gliding in the heavy snow.

By the fourth day, everyone was basically used to the non-stop snowfall.

Even the freshmen from the south began to focus on the things at hand and no longer lie at the window in a daze, and the few students who would still look out the window from time to time basically participated in the gamble set up by Senior Bob, betting on when the heavy snow would stop.

It stands to reason that such extreme weather rarely occurs under the light of the Order's fire, but after all, Iluvita Academy is located in a magical valley, and with so many powerful magicians serving as faculty members or researchers, everyone has speculated about which professor made up this snow from his magic experiments.

In the study of magic, light analysis theories and spell models are useless, everything must be based on facts. As Mr. Sharp Nose often said in his magic analysis class, you will know how the magic is designed to be used.

It's just that day by day, the snow has not stopped, but there has never been any professor who claims to be responsible for this heavy snowfall.

By the fifth day, several road promenades had been turned into tunnels in the snow.

Meters of snow buried the road with its transparent vaults and walls, and even though the House Elves lit up the illuminated crystals on the road during the day, there was a breathless feeling of suffocation as they navigated through the tunnels.

In addition, the elves have issued several urgent missions asking the senior students to clear the snow from the mountains.

Under such heavy snowfall, the magic machinery that the elves can control is seriously insufficient, and if the snow layer on the slopes is too thick, it is easy to cause avalanches. Although there are great mages sitting in the academy and various powerful magic enchantments, even if the avalanche does not cause much harm, it is still a troublesome thing to do.

Besides, the elves thought it would be a remiss to let the professors do it.

Of course, this is when she is in a good mood and can afford to be interested, if she has a temper, she will definitely not be able to remember the duty thing, and it is not bad not to take the initiative to drive the mechanical bird to the hillside to flap its wings and cause an avalanche for fun.

In response to her call, the seniors went out one after another.

They dug out a box of dusty [Snow into Ice] from the warehouse, using this card to condense about ten parts of the volume of snow into one volume of regular ice cubes, which belongs to a ring of ice and snow magic, but if you want to cast it on a large scale, it requires a lot of magic and control, and non-senior students are not competent.

As for the condensed ice bricks, they couldn't just throw them into the lake, which would have flooded the shore, so they carried the ice bricks down the hillside and built them at the base of the mountain, and soon a huge ice wall was built.

However, although the snow on the mountain was cleared again and again, no one cared about the flat land.

By the sixth and seventh day, snow had covered a large area of the academy's forest.

At this time, only Ms. Sinis's Tree of Life and a small number of tall trees around the whole forest area have not been completely covered, standing on the tower and looking at it like a pale green island on the snowfield, countless birds crowded on the canopy of the trees and chirping day and night, every time it takes off, it is like a large dark cloud rising from the green island, and it is quite spectacular to fly in all directions in the wind and snow.

In addition to the flocks of birds gathered in the forest area sheltered by the Tree of Life, all kinds of animals that originally inhabited the forest were also shivering and hiding here at this time, such as wild boars, deer, squirrels, and other small low-level magical beasts such as jerboa and bucktooth rabbits.

But Lady Sinis, the pesky baboon, would not allow them to go near the Tree of Life, and after staring at the only part of the forest that was not buried by the snow and were not allowed to enter, the hordes of baboons with flames burning on their heads had to flee the College Valley with their few possessions—they were accustomed to being driven out for a while at the end of the year, and then sneaking back to camp in the trees.

There are no aggressive predators outside in this forest, but life is much more comfortable than outside, even if they are driven away every once in a while, they still persever, and they return again and again.

In fact, all the monsters that are stronger than the fire baboons will be blocked out of the boundaries by the magic barrier of the academy, so they naturally become the overlords of this forest, relying on the strength of the monkeys, even the junior students of the academy are not in the eyes, and they will laugh at every turn and throw a ball of burning feces from the trees, which makes people helpless.

If a junior student doesn't want to face a siege of ten fire baboons in the next moment, it's best not to fight back.

There have always been many students who think that the entry conditions of the college boundary should be modified to keep the fire baboons out, but for some reason how many years have passed and they have not been implemented, probably because Dean Fielding is reluctant to spend a large amount of money on the modification.

The departure of the fire baboons is probably one of the few good news in the past few days.

Otherwise, at the end of the year, you will have to drive them away, and it will inevitably be stained with some stench that is difficult to disperse.

In this way, it snowed continuously for eight days and nights.

By the ninth day, when the sky cleared, the mop-like clouds began to thin and dissipate.

The snow finally stopped.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the commercial street has become a commercial canyon, the training ground has also become a training cave, the roads have all become snow passages, and even the bedroom windows on the first and second floors of the dormitory castle have been buried by snow.

However, some people will fall and smash a hole in the snow, while others will leave no trace.

For example, Poliost, the ghost senior of the League of Tricksters.

Because the snow is not like the magical enchantments carved into the surface of buildings, Poliost found that he could walk through the snow at will, so he often struck out of the snow without warning or shame to startle the freshmen, not to mention, this silent appearance really scared many people, and it wasn't long before he became famous (infamous) among the junior girls.

Equinor, who was also a deceased, was not spared, but she had prepared to hide a magic dyeing potion, which she doused the moment Poliost squealed out of the snow, dyeing the ghost senior's hair an ugly emerald green.

Since then, it has been discovered that Poliost has an inseparable gray ghost hat on his translucent head.

And the method spread, and when the junior girls played in the snow, they basically carried a magic potion that could work on ghosts, and most of them were not as gentle as Eminor's dyeing potion, and Morin twice saw the ghost senior's ghost hat running past them with a raging flame, and threw an aggrieved look at Emino as he ran.

Gradually, there are no more junior girls who are frightened by the ghost seniors.

……

The sun was rising, casting a broken orange shadow on the surface of the lake, and the snow-capped college was dyed rose gold.

The Wind Whisper lounge seemed to have experienced a fierce paper tearing battle, with discarded paper and pen heads all over the floor, and two dark circles under the messy table and chairs, Marcus was lying on a magic page with a tired face, and his usually neat blonde hair was like a bird's nest at this time.

I heard him lament feebly:

"I can't do it, Morin, help......"

"Help me see what else is wrong with this part of the model......"