"Vice Chancellor?"

Before Grandia could react, she was pulled back by someone.

The next moment, there was a buzz from the closed door, and the distortion visible to the naked eye formed a translucent barrier.

"Be careful. ”

It was Professor Siegfriel, his face solemn, obviously unexpected.

"It's a barrier that can fight back against the contact, and if you touch it easily, you will get hurt. ”

It was only then that Grantia could see the room clearly.

It was a richly decorated room, presumably used as a reception room, with tables and chairs neatly arranged, but there were no windows, and on one wall was a large piece of glass.

Glass?

When Grandia looked closely, she saw that the glass was transparent, reflecting the appearance of another room, and a person was standing behind the glass and staring at this room.

is the Deputy Principal of Franchester.

It's just that the current vice principal does not have the original image of a kind old man, but looks quite gloomy.

"Francest?"

Principal Trestan also felt a little strange as he called Francester's name.

[Fireless ashes: It seems that the fox's tail is exposed.] 】

[Ultramarine Fortress Scholar: So what do we do now?] 】

[Aftermath without fire: Help me buy a quarter of an hour, the law barrier around here is a bit complicated. 】

Grantia looked away from the dialog and looked at the old man on the other side of the glass.

"Lord Franchester, what are you doing here?"

Professor Siegfrier asked, shielding several members of the royal family behind him.

"Change. ”

Francest said lightly, then looked at Alyssa.

"You have no idea of the true power, and in the face of that power, everything that is now is nothing but a shadow of imminent disillusionment. ”

There was fanaticism in his eyes, and he didn't look like a sane old man at all.

"I'm saving this school, this country. ”

Francest turned his gaze to Queen Elyfils.

"Your Majesty, I remember your heroism in the Eclipse of the Moon War, but I'm sorry, the new Aster, doesn't need your presence. ”

Queen Eliefils doesn't have much emotional fluctuation, maybe after experiencing life and death, all things have been downplayed by her for so many years.

"Francester, are you really going to do this?"

She just asked lightly.

"You—don't do that again!"

When asked like this, Francest was shaken for a moment.

"He won't come, this is Christine Royal Academy, if his tentacles dare to reach in, then it will inevitably lead to a big battle between the two forces, neither you nor he will want to see the tragedy happen again. ”

He seemed to be jealous of the presence behind Queen Elyphels, but soon, madness took over Francest's eyes again.

"You'll be ...... soon"

Before Francester could finish his sentence, he was pulled up by an invisible force, his head hitting the hard ceiling, only to hear a click, and his neck twisted in an unnatural reversal.

Bang –

Another series of impacts, and Francester twisted on all fours and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Whew-"

With a long sigh of relief, Professor Siegfrier stopped casting spells behind his back.

"Fortunately, Francester is only strong in theory, and he hasn't experienced much in actual combat, and he doesn't maintain a tight magic barrier at all times, otherwise I'm afraid this sneak attack will be difficult to succeed. ”

In the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, Professor Siegfrier slowly gave Queen Elie Fils a standard military salute.

"The third-order battle mage of the former Fourth Legion Battle Mage detachment, Siegfriel Torremy, reports to Her Majesty the Queen. ”

The Fourth Legion of Aster, because it was a direct unit of Queen Elevels in the Eclipse of the Moon War, became one of the strongest legions, and the Battle Mage detachment was the elite of the elite.

Queen Ellifils didn't ask why Siegfriel, who was in the prime of life, was here as a teacher, but nodded slowly.

"This spell can ignore most magic barriers, but with my strength, I can only use it once, so let's find a way out quickly and ...... outside."

Before Professor Siegfrier could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a commotion behind him.

It's Francester.

The old man, who should have had his neck broken and died, crawled up like a spider at this time, supported himself with his limbs twisted in the opposite direction, his head hanging upside down, and let out a giggling laugh.

"How could it be ......?"

Professor Siegfrier was stunned, then raised his hand, ready to cast the spell again.

But the next moment, his right hand was directly dragged by an unknown force, and the whole person flew up.

Bang Bang –

The power was so great that before Professor Siegfrier could react, he slammed into the ceiling, shattering his flesh and turning into a puddle of flesh.

The smell of blood permeated the air, accompanied by the drop-by-drop mixture of flesh and blood.

Alyssa covered her mouth and resisted the urge to vomit.

Grandia was silent, looking at France, who was slowly standing up on the other side of the glass.

"Naive, just a little flawed, and impatiently bitten it, after all, it's just a dog in the army. ”

Francester looked unscathed, except for a slight stain of blood on his clothes.

"Franchester, are you?"

It could be seen that countless black mist really surrounded Franchester, tinkering with his body little by little, which was obviously not something ordinary magic could do.

"The power of chaos. ”

Queen Elyfils sighed helplessly.

"Yes, you know nothing of the power I possess, and you know only that you live in the illusion of a vain god, and you do not want to admit that all things will eventually return to chaos. ”

There was an aura of madness that permeated him, and it was clear that he had broken through the shackles of bronze and reached a higher level.

Originally, Francester was a third-order mage, but now, with the assistance of the power of chaos, entering the silver level is quite smooth, and he feels that everything around him has been deconstructed and reorganized, and although things have not changed, they have long been very different.

The law was within reach of him, a power that Francester had never felt before, and with every move, it seemed as if he could dominate the world.

"This is the power of the Silver Order. ”

Francester had been stagnant in the Bronze Rank for many years, originally only relying on the power of Chaos, but after being attacked by Siegfriel, he completed the final fusion, and he looked at his left hand, the back of which was inlaid with an inky black crystal, which was the source of the power of Chaos.

"And you, as a sacrifice, will summon the Great One. ”

On the ground, blood-red trails suddenly lit up, forming an incomparably complex pattern.

"Although I couldn't get the holy relics and had to change my summoning plan, I had to gather so many mages to definitely satisfy that adult's wishes. ”

Francester laughed maniacally, and the meaning of his words was quite obvious.

The so-called great existence is the sealed people of chaos outside the crystal wall, and he will use the entire Christine as a sacrifice to carry out the advent ritual of the people of chaos.

And this room, without a doubt, is the core area of the ritual circle.