There was silence at the top of the mage's tower, and only the sound of silver sand falling from the golden hourglass in the corner of the room could be heard. Flamel leaned his head back on the chaise longue and stared at the magically starry sky on the rooftop.

Solas thought of the One God Cult's outrageous behavior and asked, "Old Dean, are they going to tear their faces with Morrowind Academy by doing this?"

Flamel shook his head and said, "It's not certain yet. But in the matter of the Immortal Soul, our Morrowind Academy is destined to be unable to get out of it!"

Solas leaned against the bookcase with his arms crossed, his slender fingers tapping down and down, his expression extremely serious.

After a long time, he seemed to have made a certain decision, and asked out loud: "Old Dean, why don't you ...... Why don't we give up that brother and sister? We don't need to put Morrowind Academy in danger for the sake of two outsiders! As for his favor to Morrowind, we can compensate for it by other means! Besides......"

"They're not outsiders!" Flamel's tone was cold, and the two cloudy eyes surrounded by wrinkles and bags under his eyes suddenly became firm and sharp, as if he had turned back time and returned to the time of seventy years ago.

Solas tried to defend himself, but saw Flamel stand up from the recliner tremblingly, and his voice was like thunder from the sky, hitting Solas's heart. The two gentle and wise eyes on weekdays were only anger and resoluteness at this time: "When the teacher entrusted this academy to me, he didn't allow me to be a timid turtle who was afraid of things! Until that pair of brothers and sisters graduated from Morrowind Academy, they were both members of Morrowind Academy, just like you and me! I will not give up on you, and naturally I will not give up on them! Absolutely not!"

Solas knew that the persuasion was fruitless, so he didn't dare to continue to look at him, lowered his head and whispered, "I understand!"

"I understand that you are thinking about the Academy, and I have never doubted your loyalty to the Academy!" Flammel sat back in his recliner, "but one person's vision is limited after all. The more you care about something, the easier it is to be blinded by it! Think about it, my child! Even if we do give up on that brother and sister, will the church let us go? All they want is an excuse, the best time to infiltrate Morrowind!"

If the storm just now was just an attempt to extinguish Soras, then these few words of moisturizing and sweet rain completely woke him up and gave him a new life. Church, Academy, and Kingdom!—In Solas's mind, several intricate threads suddenly became orderly and incomparably clear. He raised his head again and asked the old dean, "Then how should I reply to the church tomorrow?"

Flamel seemed to have a plan, and immediately smiled and said: "Of course, it is to tell them that Wendy's power does come from the immortal soul! However, this power is not owned by Wendy herself, but a gift given to her by the Holy Light High Priest on the Holy Light Snow Mountain, who lives in the depths of the Far North, when she passed by the morning wind! Hmph, no matter how arrogant the One God Cult is, they will not dare to take action easily against the Holy Light Priest who is expected to obtain the Godhead!"

"High Priest of the Light, well, that's a good idea!" Solas clapped his hands.

The two of them were about to say more, but there was a knock on the door from the outside. Flamel withdrew the magical barrier, and Solas went to open the door, only to see the instructor who was the referee standing outside the door with a strange expression, as if he had just encountered something strange.

"What's going on? Aren't you refereeing the second trial? How did you get here?"

The mentor whispered, "The trial, the trial is over!"

"So fast?!" Solas looked out the window, "It's not noon yet, is it? Could it be that someone defeated that kid from Ronin?"

The mentor shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, no one has defeated him. On the contrary, all nine after you lost to him, and all of them surrendered without a fight! They all threw in the towel! I came to Dean Solas to ask for Ronin's admission badge!"

"What?!" Solas had some shipments, and admitting defeat was not a glorious thing in Morrowind Academy.

"Haha, I knew it was going to be like this!"

Flamel stepped forward, took out a badge, engraved Ronin's name on it with his magic, and handed it to Soras: "Congratulations Soras, the Academy of Magic has added another great genius." ”

Solas sighed and took the badge, "What is there to congratulate! All admit defeat, alas, the face of the Academy of Magic has been disgraced! I'd rather come here as a mediocre fool!"

Flamel patted him on the shoulder: "It's not their fault. What you have to face is the diamond wind snake in the Wind Snake Valley! Fortunately, today she took care of Luo Ning's face and showed mercy, otherwise you may not even find a chance to make a move!"

Solas was skeptical, "Is that guy really that good?"

"Of course. Flamel smiled, "The strength of the Diamond Wind Snake is only a thin line away from the ninth-order demonic beast. What's more, as long as the time is ripe, it will transform into a flying dragon! I don't need to say more about how terrifying the power of the dragon is, right? Okay, you go quickly, don't let the little ones wait!"

Moments later, both Solas and the mentor arrived at the Colosseum and found that the audience was almost gone, except for the trainees that Ronin had rescued from the Warcraft Forest still laughing around him.

"Quiet!" Solas shouted in magic, and the crowd immediately shut up and turned back when they heard his voice.

Luo Ning saw that his eyes flickered a little, and he didn't seem to dare to look at him, he vaguely understood something in his heart, and asked with a deliberate smile: "What, Dean Solas thinks that he didn't have fun just now, and wants to do two more tricks?" But there is one thing we have to explain first." It was a trial, so I had to follow the rules and give up using puppets and swords. But now, hehe......" Everyone on the side heard this, and their faces showed excited looks. A few of the bold ones even began to whisper, until they were glared at by Solace.

Solas had seen the wind and waves after all, and his face was extremely thick: "Ahem, congratulations, Ronin! From today, you will officially become a member of the Academy of Magic." This is a badge that symbolizes the status of the cadet, please keep it!"

"Dean Soras, I have a small request about entering the Academy of Magic, can you hear about it?"

Solas was a little nervous by this kid, and when he heard this, his hands trembled, and he secretly thought, "Hey! This kid is really troublesome, what the hell is he going to do?"

Although he was apprehensive in his heart, Solas promised happily: "Please speak!"

Luo Ning pointed at Karen: "I want to study with her!"

Solas breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "Your strength is already strong enough, it doesn't hurt to join her in the third grade class!"

Luo Ning thanked him with a smile, and he couldn't take an inch, and took the badge with both hands and put it on, which could be regarded as the end of this trial.

(End of chapter)