This person is none other than Isaac, the vice president of Slote Academy, the only elven teacher in Slote Academy.

Isaac has been at Slote Academy for nearly three hundred years, and his true age is still unknown. The elves believe in the gods of nature and have a lifespan of three thousand years. At this time, although Isaac looked no more than twenty years old, the aura around him was like the vastness of the sea, unpredictable.

It's no wonder that Huo Sui didn't feel anyone's approach. The elves are close to nature and love flowers and forests, and these have become the guardians of the elves.

The elven race has a unique talent for magic, and is famous throughout the continent for its beauty and marksmanship, Isaac did not specialize in bows and arrows, but became one of the few swordsmen in this continent. However, the slender and beautiful image of the elf in the impression of people, this one is completely in line with it.

Isaac jumped down from the tree lightly and gracefully, standing in front of Huo Sui, only as tall as Huo Sui's shoulders, but the momentum of his body made Huo Sui have to look up.

Isaac saw Huo Sui looking at him with a flat look, and he was busy looking away, saving his upset. He asked, "Sui, do you know why I didn't teach you swordsmanship?" ”

Huo Sui shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"The sword is sharp and pure, but you are like a pool of stagnant water, and giving the sword in your hand is like giving a lamp to a blind man." Isaac's tone was impatient, but he still endured, "Sui, half a year has passed, I haven't seen the slightest growth in you, although your physique is suitable for a sword, but your eyes don't have what a swordsman should have, a swordsman without a soul is a waste, and he will only insult the sword in his hand!" ”

"The soul of a swordsman?"

"What student at Slote Academy looks like he is eighteen years old? You don't have the sharpness that a young man should have, and you don't have the murderous spirit that he should have. Isaac looked at Huo Sui, who was motionless, and shook his head again, "Sui, you look like a dying old cat, sad and pitiful" Isaac's voice weakened, and he turned around suddenly, staring at the murderous Huo Sui with silver-gray eyes without blinking.

After a moment of silence, Isaac nodded: "Yes, that's it, very good." Sui, it seems that you were just asleep before, and now you are awake again. ”

Huo Sui put away the murderous aura on his body and regained his calm appearance, as if the person just now was not her.

Isaac originally wanted to throw the person in front of him to the place of death and leave him to fend for himself, but he didn't expect to turn around, and Isaac felt relieved in his heart, and it seemed that it was time to hand over the sword to her.

"You come with me."

Huo Sui raised his heels.

Isaac seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact he was faster than ordinary people trotting, and Huo Sui was able to keep up with all his strength.

I didn't stop until I walked in front of the library building of Slote College. The caretaker was a hunchbacked old man with a white beard, and when he saw Isaac and Huo Sui walking in, he lifted his eyelids and looked at it, and then lowered his head to continue to look at the scroll in his hand.

Isaac took Huo Sui directly to the top floor, and the pattern of the top floor was different from the first floor.

The room is circular, there are no bookshelves, and all the books are placed in wooden lattices on the walls, with magic seals on them.

Isaac took out a turquoise magic wand, and without chanting, he saw the green light form a very dazzling and beautiful magic array, and after a while, a parchment scroll flew down from it. Isaac held the parchment roll in his hand and handed it to Huo Sui.

"This is what I have written, and there is a map on it, and there is a sword there, and if you can get it, it will be yours."

Huo Sui stretched out his hand to take it, the parchment roll didn't look big, but it had a sense of weight and age in his hand. Huo Sui opened it and saw that it was all dense small characters, fortunately the original owner knew these words, even so, he felt a little difficult to read a paragraph, so he simply went back and studied again.

"In this world, only dragons, demons, celestials and elves are born with magical affinity, and if you want to awaken the hidden bloodline in your body, you need an opportunity." Isaac's long silver head was unbundled, and dragged down the green robe to the ground. I really don't know how he managed to keep his hair from dragging the floor when he walked just now.

Seeing Huo Sui staring at his hair, Isaac's silver-gray eyes shrank: "What do you want to do?" ”

Huo Sui no longer looked at his hair, turned to the pair of silver-gray eyes that seemed to be ruthless, and asked, "What does the hidden bloodline mean?" ”

Isaac was most unaccustomed to people staring at his hair, and the feeling of wanting to cut his hair all the time made him feel agitated, and if he had been on a normal basis, he would have drawn his sword and passed. But the person in front of him is the only descendant of his friend

There are some things that sooner or later have to be known to her.

"Your grandmother is of my kindred, and she is a very beautiful and powerful dark elf, with eyes and long hair as black as you are. The dark elves are mostly dark and eerie, believing in the gods of darkness and being regarded as traitors by the elves who believe in the gods of nature. Isaac walked over to the chair at the wooden table and sat down, with a look of remembrance on his face, "But your grandmother is not like other dark elves, she is very strong and gentle, and she is a strong person in the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts. Aside from her black hair and eyes, she couldn't tell she was a dark elf at all. A thousand years ago, she single-handedly defeated the Lich King and protected all the elves in the Elven Forest. ”

Huo took the parchment roll in his hand and listened silently.

"Then she died." Isaac's voice was a little dazed, "When a god from a higher plane descends to a lower plane, he will choose a god descender, and the chosen one is her." The god of darkness descended on her, and the powerful power of the god mansion was beyond the reach of any living beings in this plane, so after the god of darkness left this plane, she also disappeared, and her flesh and blood turned into nothingness" Isaac's voice sounded heavy, and he took a deep breath to calm his mind before continuing: "At that time, I left the Elven Forest with her sword, and I have been traveling on the continent, and later when I learned from the Elven Queen that she had drunk the spring water of the Tree of Life before being descended by the God, leaving behind a child. But the child was incomplete, it was forcibly removed from the womb, and because it was too late, the child was also sealed in the water of the pool of life by the queen. ”

"I have not seen the child, nor have I found him, and when the queen sued me, the child was gone, and the light of his life was gone." Isaac's silver-gray eyes looked at Huo Sui, "Fortunately, I found his daughter." ”

Huo Sui raised his eyebrows, the information that Ah Shi passed on to him did not have these.

An incomplete world with too many variables.

At that time, Ah Shi also said the same, it seems that it is urgent to improve his strength. If this body can cultivate both magic and martial arts, then the chances of completing the task will also increase.

"Lord Isaac, how can you awaken the hidden bloodline?"

"Go to the land of the dead and get her sword back, and the map will be drawn on the parchment, and if you can come back alive, I will teach you." Isaac finished speaking and disappeared in place.

Huo Sui looked at the map with a simple and abstract drawing method on the parchment scroll, and pursed his lips, maybe he could try it.

The environment can best train a person, and only when he is between life and death can he improve his strength the fastest.

Kyle is currently only a fire mage, and will awaken all of his magic in a year. Coupled with the stimulation of Asher, Kyle soon became the Grand Magus.

Although Ashur's affinity for the light element is the strongest in the history of the Holy Son of Light, the light element only has a strong suppression effect on dark creatures in addition to healing, and it does not have the attack power of warriors and magicians in itself.

For this reason, the Holy Son of Light will always be accompanied by the powerful and loyal Holy Knights in the temple to protect him.

However, if you don't hurry up, Asher and Kyle will face each other, and Huo Sui won't even have the strength to intervene at that time.

If it is in a completely passive condition, the difficulty of the task will increase, which is not what Huo Sui is willing to see.

Huo Sui took the parchment roll and returned to the dormitory with a little thought. The dormitory of Slote Academy was separate, and Huo Sui first swallowed the cold bread on the table, then read the contents of the parchment roll more than ten times, and went to bed to rest.

Early the next morning, Huo Sui woke up to wash up, and after finishing breakfast, he began to pack his things. The original owner didn't have much to pack, so Huo Sui only took a change of clothes, took away the sword that couldn't be seen in the material, and left Slote Academy.

She must become a great swordsman within three years, although the goal is somewhat out of reach, but as long as she finds the "Time Hourglass", the legendary place recorded in the parchment scroll where the speed of time is different from the outside world, she will have enough time to improve her strength, even if she can't awaken the bloodline of the dark elf, and she can't cultivate magic and martial arts, it's enough

On the highest bell tower of Slote Academy, an old man with white hair looked at the direction Huo Sui left and asked the elf next to him.

"You're not going to let her go to the land of death?"

"You should trust Meredith's granddaughter. That day, I saw our old friend come back. ”

"Isaac, I believe Meredith, but that kid's swordsmanship can only kill a mouse."

"Stanley, you're too stubborn."

"Isaac, you're still so arrogant."

Outside the window, red roses crawled all over the windowsill, and Asher sat on a wooden chair in front of the window in a white robe with wide sleeves sewn from linen. He had a canon spread out on his lap, but his focus was not on the book, but on the bright roses and birds perched on the branches of the flowers.

The morning wind still carried the moisture of dew, rolled up the withered petals and landed on Ashur's body, he raised his hand to brush the petals away, and continued to look down at the canon on his lap.

At this moment, a person walked in outside the door, and the bird that was perched on the branch of the flower quickly flew away.

Asher raised his head and smiled and said, "Christina, you have disturbed the messenger of the early morning. ”

"Asher, Your Holiness the Pope asked you to come over." The beautiful face of the blonde girl with blue eyes is gentle and demure, and even her voice is particularly ethereal, "May the merciful God of Light favor you." ”

Asher closed the canon, looked at the holy woman with whom he had grown up with him, and said, "The merciful God of Light cares for all, but I only hope that your beautiful eyes will stay on me. ”