In the winter of 03, in the endless ice and snow wilderness of Siberia, two figures were slowly advancing on the snow. Behind them was a trail of footprints that could not be seen, and it was evident that they had been walking in the cold hell for a long time.

Their destination is a small town, close to the Russian border, just a stone's throw from Ukraine.

"Master, you shouldn't have come here in person. One of them was a young girl, supported by an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face, who could barely see what he had been when he was young, except for a pair of gray eyes that were still bright. But his steps were steady, and the girl's support seemed superfluous, and a normal old man could hardly go far at his age, let alone trek in the ice and snow.

The old man just looked at the girl's face and didn't say a word, but the girl understood what he meant: "I understand, master." The order has been given. ”

The old man nodded, and he looked up into the distance through the howling wind, where he could already see the shadows of the buildings. The two continued on their way, their figures disappearing into the wind and snow.

Buta Jollen, a town that doesn't exist on the map, is not a special case in the vast expanse of the Siberian Plain, but it's even more special. The town has its own policemen and doctors, as well as wizards. It is a place of sorcererism, where the presence of magic is justified and universal.

In a snow cave outside the town, it is full of all kinds of old goods, and old clothes that others don't want are carefully spread on the ground, and it looks like a small scavenger's shelter.

The little girl carefully picked up a broken plate, the only inhabitant of the cave, a handful of green moss that hung crookedly on the plate, with a little mud and unmelted snow. Her fingers were red from the cold, her palms were swollen like small turnips, and there was frozen hard dirt between her fingers.

She had never eaten a full meal since she had fled, and her petite body was scrawny and bony, and she carried this plate of moss like a believer with Holy Communion and Holy Blood. She clasped her hands together, and the plate of moss in front of her was the delicacy she had prepared for today, which could fill her stomach.

At that moment, her nose twitched a few times, and there was a fragrant smell from the cold wind at the entrance of the cave, the smell of grilled sausages and pickled fish roasted hot on the fire, which she had smelled outside the door of the restaurant when she had slipped into the town to pick up the rags, but she had no money in her pocket, so she could only run back to the snow cave and shove the snow into her mouth. It's Christmas, but she's stuck in a snow cave with a plate of cold moss, she wants to hang a sock in the hole, she doesn't want toys or jewelry, if there's Santa Claus, ask him to put a can or a sausage in the sock.

The girl carefully lifted the old clothes from the floor, hid the plate and her dinner under the clothes, tightened the rags that had been hastily patched up on her body, and walked carefully towards the hole.

A warm bonfire rose at the entrance of the cave, and two cloaked men were sitting around the fire, and the snow cave was very deep, but it was a good thing they didn't go inside.

It was not the two men that caught the girl's eye, but the sizzling sausages roasted by the fire, around which were placed long strips of bread, heated by the light of the fire.

She knew to be careful, but the food in front of her was as tempting to her as an apple in the Garden of Eden.

Desire overpowered reason, she grabbed a wooden stick, of course, she thought it was a stick, but for a thin 8-year-old girl, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is a thin branch, this is the only weapon she can use to protect herself, she will never let anyone slaughter.

"Put your weapons down. A cold female voice came from the two, which made the girl shrink back in fear, these two people clearly did not look back, but they could see her?

The little girl suddenly came to her senses, she was hiding from others, how could she have let her guard down because of the food? What was she doing just now?

She threw down the branch in her hand and fled like a frightened little beast into the depths of the cavern.

The girl heard the movement behind her, and she turned her head to look at the old man: "Master, what should I do?"

The old man shook his head: "Follow her, don't hurt her, bring her over." ”

The girl nodded, and she stood up, following the sound into the depths of the snow cave.

The scene in the cave made her a little sour, this is clearly a garbage heap, there is no place to hide here, this hole is the girl's last means of hiding. The girl was a little stunned, because the girl was lying on the ground, looking at her with a frightened expression, and a large clump of green weeds in her mouth.

The girl hurriedly rushed to the girl's side, it was a large mass of moss, it seemed that the girl was afraid of being snatched away, and after stuffing it, she was going to swallow it. The girl recognized it, it was reindeer moss, a moss that was used as food by deer, and the ancient Vikings also often ate this plant, although it was not nutritious, it was a good filling for the stomach, but this kind of thing had no nutrition, which explained why the girl looked more like a dry skeleton, with a fragile and thin body.

The girl looked at the girl distressedly, and the girl stared at the girl with wide ice blue eyes, not only frightened, but also angry.

"Spit it out, we'll take you to dinner. The girl stretched out her hand and gently stroked the girl's head, like soothing a frightened cat, the girl's body shook a little, avoiding her hand, she swallowed the reindeer moss in her mouth, and crawled to avoid the girl.

The girl was a little embarrassed, with her skills, it was not difficult to catch such a weak girl, but she was afraid that if she had a little more strength, she would hurt this fragile child.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and the girl turned her head in panic, just in time to see the old man walking into the snow cave, she hurriedly said, "Sorry, master, give me some more time." ”

The old man waved his hand at the girl to stand down, and then he held out his hand to the little girl, which was a steaming roasted sausage.

"You can trust me. The old man's tone was stiff, but there was a reassuring magic. The girl's last psychological defense finally collapsed, she pounced, snatched the sausage from the old man's hand, and devoured it, sobbing as she ate, her body was so weak that she even cried like a mouse.

Her expression didn't seem to trust the old man, but she chewed the sausage, but her expression became more and more fierce and hideous, as if she would be killed after eating the last meal, and the corpse would be thrown outside in the snow to feed the wolves.

"Month, change her clothes, let's go to town. The old man stood up, turned his back to the girl, and commanded the girl.

The girl trembled a little under the cotton coat, and the first time she remembered wearing it so warmly, her thin body could not even fit into the dress, which made her look very funny. She cautiously followed behind the old man, who seemed to be a grandfather and his granddaughter, who spoke English and the girl did not understand. She just looked at the town with curiosity and greed in her ice-blue eyes, which was always reflected in the cold and darkness of the bone.

The old man walked straight into a restaurant, and the girl immediately said, "All the delicious dishes, the signature dishes, come up one by one, and pour a pot of milk." ”

The boss bowed his head respectfully and nodded, not even daring to look at the customer's face. The girl's first time as a customer was that she had an image of the place where there was an endless supply of food, and that when she sneaked into town at night to steal something, she could always find unsold bread in the refrigerator in the restaurant lobby. The girl bowed her head, not wanting her boss to recognize her.

The boss quickly arranged everything, and they sat down in the dining room, and the boss didn't recognize the girl in the new cotton coat as the thief who often sneaked around town.

Food, the food that girls usually only see in their dreams, was placed in front of her, and she had no time to speak, and she had already begun to gobble it up. The guests at the tables around were laughing and talking to each other, and no one was looking at each other.

The old man and the girl didn't say a word, just silently watched the girl eat, and the girl's eyes were still a little red.

At that moment, the door of the restaurant, which had been closed due to the cold wind, was pushed open, and men in suits rushed in.

The man in the lead anxiously walked around the dining room, and when he saw the old man, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then angrily walked to the table and sat down.

"Old thing, it's really hard to find the place you chose!" the man snorted coldly, he had traveled through most of Siberia to get here, and he didn't know how much he had to suffer along the way.

"Ivanov, be respectful to my master!" the girl raised her eyes and glanced at Ivanov, just such a glance made Ivanov's back break out in a cold sweat.

Ivanov sat down thoughtfully, there were many dangerous people in this group of wizards, he didn't want to really provoke any dangerous wizards, he asked straight to the point: "What about people?

The old man gestured with his eyes to the little girl beside him.

Only then did Ivanov notice the girl and her ice-blue eyes.

The disappointment on his face instantly turned into ecstasy, and he smiled: "Yes, sure enough, the bounty hunter still has some skills, you can make a price." ”

"Where is your master? You are not qualified to bargain with my master. The girl still spoke in the place of the old man, who just silently watched the gobbling girl, ignoring Ivanov.

Ivanov's expression was a little hideous, now that the goal was in front of him, he didn't want to make any more trouble, he had to bring back this girl quickly, this bounty hunter was haunted by arrogance here, and he really shouldn't have looked for this group of pretentious mongrels in the first place. Of course, he can also distinguish priorities, and now there is no room for mistakes, which is inevitable.

"As a bounty hunter, you know too much, take the money and leave, isn't it?" Ivanov froze, and at the same time made a hidden gesture to his men, and the men in suits secretly gathered over and faintly surrounded the table, and the surrounding diners didn't know if they were surprised, and they didn't mean to turn their heads to look at the excitement at all, which saved Ivanov.

"Ivanova Ivan Dragon, the last heir of the Dragon family. The old man said quietly.

The girl's eyes widened when she heard this, the old man had just spoken Ukrainian, and this was something she could understand.

Also able to understand was Ivanov, who stood up sharply, this matter must not be leaked, and this hunter seemed to understand everything from the beginning?

"The side branch of the Dragon family said that the last heir was dead and asked the Round Table Council to inherit the legacy of the Dragon family, but this is a lie. "The truth is that they killed all the heirs, except her." ”

"Don't you think you know too much as a hunter? She's just a child now, and no one wants justice for her, no one cares if she lives or dies. Ivanov looked at the old man warily, he didn't think that an old man like this and an eighteen-year-old girl could pose any threat to him, but killing people here would probably attract the security guards of the Ministry of Magic or the Council of the Round Table, and it would be troublesome to explain when the time came.

"Do you want to go back to the family?" the old man ignored Ivanov, but turned his head and whispered to little Ivanova, who was already teary-eyed.

Do you want to go back to that home? Those who claim to be her relatives kill her parents, and she stumbles to this small town in Russia alone, where the person in charge of her care disappears in a snowstorm, and her last shelter is occupied by the town's nobles, and she can only survive by stealing in that snow cave, where is there any family? In her life, she is hungry and hungry, and this old man has also come to arrest her, at least she is well fed and warmly clothed before she dies.

Ivanova did not answer, she wiped her tears and began to eat without saying a word.

Ivanov smirked: "Look, she doesn't understand anything, so let's double the commission, and you give this girl to me as if nothing happened, how about it?"

"I'm not asking you. He was interrupted by an understatement from the old man, whose gray pupils never left Ivanova's face.

"I don't have a home anymore, so it's up to you to kill or chop up. Ivanova said in despair, but the girl was obviously not as strong as she appeared, and tears could not stop flowing.

At this time, a handkerchief carefully wiped away her tears, "Everyone must have a family, if you don't like that family, we will give you a new family." ”

Ivanova looked up, and the old man wiped her face with a handkerchief expressionlessly.

"What an old thing talking to himself, don't waste time, do it!" Ivanov couldn't wait.

The black suits gathered together and pulled their wands out of the pockets of their clothes, the Dragon family not only has the mysteries of magic, they also have amazing wealth, they have the largest grain production enterprise in Ukraine, and they export one-third of the grain exported from all of Ukraine. The irony is that the real heir of the family is homeless, and he can't get enough to eat.

These black suits are hired thugs, notorious hired wizards.

"Would you like to, child?" asked the old man.

Although this old face was expressionless, it made Ivanova feel extremely relieved, maybe this time, she could believe it again.

Ivanova threw herself into the arms of the old man and cried loudly, she had endured a suffering that she should not have endured at this age, she was supposed to be coquettish in the arms of adults.

"Ultimatum, give her to me!" Ivanov stood up with a hideous expression, this kind of drama made him uncomfortable, and he had an indescribable strange feeling.

"From now on, you will be like them, we are a family. Your future name will be Natasha Galahad Dragunnova. The old man gently stroked Natasha's head, gently soothing her.

All the guests in the restaurant stood up, and they all applauded enthusiastically, and thunderous applause mixed with joyful laughter filled the entire restaurant.

Ivanov's face turned pale, and the hands of these vicious mercenary wizards trembled along with the black suits behind him.

The old man took out a silver mask from his bosom and slowly covered his face, along with the girl beside him, who also covered his face with a golden metal mask.

As soon as the old man covered his face, the applause stopped abruptly, and the guests, who had not even looked at the table before, turned their heads in unison, each with a brand new rifle in their hands.

"Click", all the rifles were loaded at the same time, and countless red laser sights locked onto the heads of the black suits.

No wonder this group of guests didn't look over...... The old man in front of him was Galahad, the pillar of the Council of the Round Table, and no one had ever seen him for what he really was. He wasn't wearing a mask just now, and none of these pilgrims looked at him for what he really was, until he put on the silver mask that was like his symbol, and the elite agents of the pilgrims turned their heads.

"Your Excellency, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Ivanov hastened to explain, his arrogance and arrogance gone, and he still did not dare to speak loudly even with the protection of a hired wizard behind him. The speed of the bullet is much faster than the speed at which a person can recite a spell.

Galahad didn't say a word, he just picked up little Natasha: "Let's go, let's go home." ”

Galahad walked out of the restaurant, where the owner and all the people in the town were already waiting outside the door, saluting him respectfully. Only then did Ivanov realize that all the people in the town had long since been replaced by pilgrim operatives, and Galahad had been protecting little Natasha in his own way. In fact, if little Natasha had grown up a little more, she would have understood, how could a town where wizards live so easily allow her, an eight-year-old girl, to steal so many supplies?

A sedan was already parked on the side of the road, and Galahad carried Natasha into the car, leaving the desperate Ivanov in the restaurant. He had seen Galahad's face, and his fate was sealed.

As the car drove out of the town, a dense burst of gunfire rang out from the town, like a farewell band.

Natasha fell asleep in Galahad's arms. In her dream this time, there was an unsmiling grandfather in the originally deserted home, and they were sitting at the dining table, and the fireplace around them was burning.

He Qitian certainly didn't know what Natasha was thinking.

The shopping experience after the meal was not as sweet as Qi Tian thought, at least there was a pendant glued to his leg, and behind it was an ice sculpture-like oversized wattage light bulb, and he didn't even have the courage to say a few more words to Agnes. Agnes could only go to Shadow Street to buy on her own after she was sorry, and if she went all the way with the duckling, and the duckling wanted to walk around with her temper, her mission would not be completed at all.

Now He Qitian is left with Natasha, who is like a terminator, and the little duck with an excited face. The duckling now holds a cup of thick hot chocolate in one hand and a pocket of magic bagel in the other, which the owner says tastes different in each bite, and changes the taste according to the user's favorite taste. He Qitian also bought one at first, but the taste of green pepper shredded meat and the texture of the bagels were indescribable.

But all the way down, Natasha didn't let He Qitian have any extra expenses, whenever the little duck shook his little hands, dragged the corners of He Qitian's clothes, and was about to go to the snack shop next to him with a golden light in his eyes, this ice-sculpture-like girl would always show a bright smile, and then take out her wallet.

He Qitian thinks that Natasha's smile really looks pleasing to the eye, Natasha is a Ukrainian beauty like Agnes, but Agnes is like an uncarved jade, although there are impurities between a smile and a smile, but it still makes people sigh at the magic of nature. Natasha is different, she is like a sharpened sword, exuding the mature momentum of being sharpened. In terms of figure, in addition to the silver-haired eldest sister head and Lilil, a hybrid of the nightmare banshee, Natasha is the first. However, the first two should be born with racial superiority, and Natasha has been constantly trained.

He Qitian was slapped by her, as if he had been slapped hard with a solid iron rod, He Qitian suspected that if she faced it head-on, this girl should not lose to an ordinary man.

I don't know what kind of determination can make a sweet girl like Natasha ruthlessly polish herself into what she is now. Such a tough girl, even if the average boy admires her, he will only feel that she is not close to anyone, right?

Now He Qitian has such an idea, although he admires Natasha's beautiful figure and handsome face, but when he sees those frosty eyes, he shudders.

Although the magic weapon makes men love it, but when the edge of this magic weapon is aimed at him, anyone will have palpitations and want to get away quickly. As soon as he remembered that this girl actually liked the bad old man of Galahad, He Qitian secretly sighed, if Natasha hadn't met Galahad, would there be one less tool man in this world? Thinking of this, He Qitian suddenly had a thought, the reason why Galahad descended from the sky with the Scorching Department was because Cormela injured Natasha?

As soon as this thought came out, He Qitian thought of the reward that Galahad gave him in the hospital, the guy who used his subordinates as tools, but did not hesitate to pay such a high price to reward him, then his conjecture was very likely to be correct. Thinking about it like this, He Qitian couldn't help but feel a little confused, he couldn't figure out whether Galahad should be regarded as a cold-blooded and ruthless superior, or a good boss who cared for his subordinates. If he was sympathetic to his subordinates, then why had this mysterious Galahad never appeared for so many days in the hospital, except that Ifrit came to visit Natasha from time to time and was thrown out?

If you think of the woman in the airport who also wears a mask and shares Galahad's name, is she and Galahad also a subordinate relationship? If so, why would this emotionless cold-blooded wise man appoint a young girl to share his power?

He Qitian shook his head, thinking about these things with his intellect was simply forcing him. It can be seen that there are no fewer secrets in the mysterious world than in the real world. He Qitian sighed, and sighed that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this is the same everywhere.

"Brother...... Give!" The little duck pulled He Qitian back from his contemplation, and when he looked down, he saw that the little duck was holding a box of candy of different colors in his hand. The little duck held the candy box with the lid high in front of He Qitian as if inviting merit, and there was still a look of expectation and eagerness on his little face.

He Qitian didn't know what this meant, or Natasha next to him explained with a cold face: "Children sharing candy with you means liking you." The dignified agent of Judas didn't even know about such a thing. ”

He Qitian looked at the little duckling's expectant expression, and couldn't laugh or cry, does such a young child know what liking is? And he obviously didn't do anything, he ran to the secret room to find Xiao Mo, but he was inexplicably regarded as a hero and savior by this child.

The little duckling's dress is also glued to the school emblem of Merlin College, Demir, an old man with an excess of compassion and love, in order to make up for Amadeus's mistakes, is ready to leave the little duck in the school to take care of it, and when the little duckling's psychological damage is almost recovered, look for the little duckling's family, if she has no family anymore, leave her in the school, and teach her to be a good alchemist!

He Qitian reached out and picked up a candy from the candy box, and the little duck immediately happily put the candy box into his arms, and stuck out his tongue at He Qitian and grimaced.

He Qitian peeled off the green icing of the candy, and the fruit hard candy exuded a faint fragrance. He put the candy in his mouth.

It's hard to say! It's hard to say a word! He Qitian's face suddenly twisted into a ball, and this candy that exuded the fragrance of fruit was actually chili-flavored! A stimulating spicy taste ran down He Qitian's tongue all the way to his stomach, and He Qitian's eyes couldn't open anymore, and saliva kept secreting.

As soon as He Qitian wanted to spit out the sugar, he saw the pitiful eyes of the little duckling, and he could only bite the jalapeño-flavored "fruit" hard candy into his stomach against the fire flowing in his mouth.

"Ah Wei's healthy ecological sugar has a variety of flavors, basically vegetables and fruits. Judging by your face and expression, you should have eaten the chili flavor. Natasha mended the knife with an indifferent face on the side, which made He Qitian can't help but suspect that this woman is definitely colluding with a certain duckling!

"Peppers are also a type of vegetable. The sweets with a pungent taste are wrapped in green candy wrappers. The kid accidentally got it. It's none of my business. Natasha said calmly, she seemed to have a mind-reading technique, and she knew the little Jiujiu in He Qitian's heart.

I believe you're a ghost! You bad little woman is very bad! He Qitian stuck out his tongue, and the fiery spicy taste lingered on the tip of his tongue.

"You don't have any common sense, and you dare to eat indiscriminately in wizarding society. It's really blind, forget it, I know your approximate level. Natasha clasped her hands, like a stern interview examiner, but He Qitian clearly felt that this thing was laughing, and the kind that laughed very loudly.

"Alright, it's time for us to go back to the academy, I haven't seen what the other Sword of Damocles members are. As far as the people I see so far are concerned, except for Green and Mayo, the others are second-rate. Natasha said, but after saying this, the frost girl glanced at He Qitian a little more, and added: "You, the one who saved my life, are barely qualified." ”

He Qitian accepted this evaluation with some tears and laughter, thinking to himself, do you mean that if I hadn't saved you, I would have been at the second-rate level?

Then Natasha seemed to see through his thoughts, and continued: "You didn't save me, you are a ninth-rate level." I didn't find any shining points in you. ”

Don't hit people in the face! Scold people without revealing their shortcomings! My total training time is less than a month, so I certainly can't compare with those of you who have been training for a long time, right? And you're still a pilgrim! How can I compare myself with you if I practice myself as a tool?

"Let's go, the children's snacks are almost done, and the time is almost up. Natasha urged, and the duckling stuck out his tongue at He Qitian, and followed Natasha obediently in the direction from which he came.

He Qitian saw with his own eyes that the little duck actually betrayed the mother duck like this, and sighed that the world is declining, and the little heel can betray it.

He Qitian could only follow behind the buttocks of the two girls, one big and one young, uncomfortably like a duck suffering from heat stroke.

"I said, isn't the Sword of Damocles an organization directly under the Round Table Council, how do I feel that I can dig a hole in the ground to dig a member of the Sword of Damocles now?" He Qitian was desperate for the members of the Sword of Damocles that kept popping up now, Green, Mao, Natasha, himself, and the Korean woman who had a relationship in front of the portal that day. What kind of people are there, he has always thought that this organization is a very elite squad, but now it looks more like a bunch of hooligans, this time even other academies have one or even a few comrades of the Sword of Damocles?

"Didn't Judas tell you? The Sword of Damocles is a special squad formed by the Council of the Round Table to deal with the resurgence of mythology. His Excellency Galahad's position on this squad is to deal with emergencies of the fantasy species and below, and your point is not to address the myth resurgence phenomenon, but to share the pressure on the Roundtable members at the right time. The members of the Round Table and the forces they have are the main force to solve the problem of myth recovery, but when the signs of myth recovery appear, they need elite personnel to identify, detect, and monitor, and at the same time, this team of personnel also needs to be able to dispel some threats that are more dangerous, but not serious enough to require the intervention of the Round Table members. Natasha said without looking back, changing her language to Chinese in case passers-by heard the conversation between the two.

He Qitian didn't expect this girl's Chinese level to be so good, but she had never exposed this before.

"This time the Cormara is resurrected, the Cormala is not in the homeland, and it has just been resurrected, and the state is more than 10 times worse than before, even if the Cormala after burning the blood of the gods, it is thirty percent weaker than it in Lycia, this level should have been handed over to the sword of Damocles to solve the level. We forced His Excellency Galahad to intervene. This is our rerelution. Natasha was resolute, but her tone was cold.

Hmph, you weren't a member of Sword of Damocles back then, and now let's take the blame together?

"But Cormara, I don't think a few people can solve it, you told me that this is the level we are dealing with? He Qitian said dissatisfiedly.

"Of course it's a cannon ......," Natasha said coldly, but halfway through speaking, the girl held back her words. If he really used the sword of Damocles as cannon fodder, then was he also used as cannon fodder by Galahad?

She didn't dare to raise this possibility, nor did she dare to think about it.

He Qitian saw the girl's side face showing a moment of confusion and panic, and quickly returned to normal.

"There is no cannon fodder among the pilgrims, and His Excellency Galahad will not treat any pilgrim as cannon fodder. Everything, but no one is a consumable. Natasha replied, which looked like she was talking about pilgrims, but the bigger component was convincing herself.

"Okay, then how many people do we have?" This is the question He Qitian is most concerned about, because how many people decide how many tall people can stand up to the front! If he is still the actor who ran away after a meeting and reported to the meeting, he is now a real agent of Judas! The accomplice's gun is not hard, but he cares about his head!

"It is not clear that all the members of the Sword of Damocles have not been fixed until the hall audience in three months' time. New people are constantly getting involved, not only from the member organizations of the Round Table Council, but also from other organizations with better connections. Song Ji-so is the representative of the dragon warriors. Natasha steadied herself, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible.

"Oh, that's quite a lot of people?" He Qitian was relieved at the moment.

"Yes, but it is not possible to go out at the same time, and the different members must be in charge of their own areas first. Now it's just you and me who can move around at will. Ma Ao is our logistical alchemy equipment provider and is not involved in other activities. The reason why you see Green so often is because this is the United Kingdom, which is originally his area of stay. Natasha glanced at He Qitian, this Chinese's idea is too easy to guess, because He Qitian himself doesn't know, his expression is too rich, and it is very simple for Natasha to guess his thoughts from his expression.

"Nani, why are the two of us guerrillas? Are the two of us rags? Wherever there is a leak, we can stuff it wherever there is a leak?" Is it so easy to use?" He Qitian shouted, this group of old men is simply crazy, he looks like a rag, even if Natasha is such a watery girl, Galahad can bear to use it as a rag?

"You are, I'm not. Lord Galahad's directive is that I retain the position of Hunting Star, and my priority is to protect you. Natasha glanced at He Qitian coldly, but the words she said made He Qitian confused.

"Your master Judas said that you were a rag, but he promised you that he would not let you die, which is why His Excellency Galahad sent me in, and I was the second pilgrim to enter the sword of Damocles. The real spokesperson is Lord Yue. Natasha's teeth itched when she said the name, why could she stand by Galahad's side with this woman who was changed every year? Natasha liked Galahad, but the woman she hated the most was qualified to share her name and power with Galahad within half a year. This alone puzzled Natasha. Why did Galahad create such a seemingly useless position? It wasn't that she questioned Galahad, but that she had had such an unhealable scar in her heart since she was 18 years old.

He Qitian didn't care about Natasha's emotional changes, his mind was full of the word rag, and he couldn't imagine that Judas, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually said this about him behind his back, and even the adjectives were so appropriate, which was helpless.

As they spoke, the two of them had already arrived at the office of Merlin Academy, and there were now only a few left-behind people left in the originally crowded hall. An enthusiastic female servant hurriedly greeted her, and He Qitian looked at her face, which seemed to be the schoolgirl named Catherine who was on duty when she first came to Shadow Street.

"Ah, are you done shopping for the senior and senior sister?" Catherine greeted the two of them respectfully, and placed a tray in front of them.

He Qitian glanced at it, and there were two school emblems in the tray, which were slightly different from those on Catherine's chest. The material and luster of these two school crests are much brighter than the school crest on Catherine's chest.

President DeMill said that in order to ensure that the identities of the two were not exposed and cause unnecessary trouble, the two school emblems were handed over to the two, and now the two are honorary alumni of the college. Otherwise, as soon as the identities of the two are revealed, students from other schools may have unnecessary entanglements. Other students have also been notified. Now the two of us are our seniors and seniors. Catherine carefully put on the school badge with him, and when she turned around, Natasha had already brought the school badge with her.

"Most of the students have already gone to the school gate to prepare for the ceremony, and if you two go now, you can catch up, and I still have to be on duty, so I won't bother you. Catherine bowed deeply, but her tone was full of regret.

"Got it, thank you. He Qitian thanked politely, he really wanted to meet this group of elites from other schools. Since they are all elites, then, probably, perhaps, they can redeem their longing and outlook for wizards in their minds?