"It's the adjudicator. The mages exclaimed, the induction of the mage adjudicators, who had been imprinted in their souls on the first day of entering the temple of magic, convinced everyone of the identity of the figure in front of them, and the people bent down to pay the highest respect to the arbiter of the mage's dispute.

Waves of invisible spirits and spirits spread out in all directions from where the figures were, and these waves were like a breeze blowing through the hearts of the mages, and everyone understood the intentions of the adjudicators at this moment, and after a few seconds, when the waves disappeared along with the figures, the faces of the people were already blank and confused.

"I propose a duel in three days," Coville exclaimed, "Rhaegar and Villar, the winner will get everything for the loser, including life." ”

No one could go against the will of the adjudicators, and after thousands of years of blood from countless mages had made this deeply ingrained in the bones, Covel's proposal was quickly passed, and out of the nearly three hundred mages in the Mage Tower, only a few dozen opposed it - it was clear that these were hardcore followers of Villar.

"You think you've won?" After Villar left the council hall without saying a word, Lark - ten years of 'shadow' did not make him a *** master, even though he was only one step away from this realm - said to Rhaegar viciously, "You will never get your wish, I will be happy to keep a part of your corpse as a keepsake." ”

"On the contrary," said Rhaegar politely, "if I win, you and your father will not be left with even the slightest dross." ”

Still in the same room, not even the furnishings in it have changed in the slightest, looking at the place in front of him where he once lived, Rhaegar silently walked to the 'bed', ready to start meditating.

Although his prowess has been recognized by everyone, until he passes a higher-level test or defeats Villar, Rhaegar is still a sixth-order mage on the record of the Storm God, so he can only be treated accordingly. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that there were always more rooms in the Mage's Tower than there were mages, and that few people were willing to live in the same rooms that other mages had lived in—no one knew what magic devices the previous master would have placed in the convened room—it would have been difficult for him to even get such a dwelling, and in this respect and adherence to the system had to be far greater than that of ordinary people.

A gentle knock on the door sounded, and Rhaegar sighed - he had already found out the identity of the person who had arrived, and although he tried his best to avoid it, it would still come after all, and with a thought, the 'door' with protective magic opened silently, and a slender figure appeared at the mouth of the 'door'.

It was Els, and the years had not left any traces on the face of this beautiful 'female' mage, but had only added a bit of mature charm to her.

"Don't you invite an old friend to sit down?" said Elsie with a smile, as if she were facing just an ordinary friend.

The return of the Soul Fragment from the Ancestor of Magic has had a huge impact on Rhaegar as the Fragment that holds most of the knowledge about the Soul and also contains some of the feelings of the God of Judgment, making the Spirits no longer in their former calm but almost ignorant state in some respects. This is undoubtedly a good thing for the integrity of the whole soul, but for the current Rhaegar, it is even more embarrassing.

"You've improved. "Rhaegar finally noticed the badge of a seventh-order mage wearing on her 'chest', and it was clear that she had not wasted this time.

"I can't let you get too far behind," Elsie said playfully, as if to be coquettish to Rhaeggar, "Don't forget, I, Lark, and you have always been considered geniuses among young mages, but now, we can't even see your back. ”

Intentionally or unintentionally, almost all the mages knew Rhaeggar's true strength, and this was the purpose of the geist: in the mage world where the strong are respected, no one would object to a forbidden mage becoming the leader of the organization, which would make his process of taking charge of the god of storms a considerable part of the trouble.

"Can you tell me a little bit about your experiences over the years?" Elsie naturally sat in the only seat in the room, seemingly in her own home, "We were too rushed to meet last time to say a few words. ”

Faced with the 'female' mage who possessed some of the fragments of Philos's soul, it was difficult for Rhaegar to refuse her request, and he began to selectively recount his experiences: his encounters with the team, his adventures in the temple, his journey in the wasteland, and finally his separation and reunion with his friends. As she spoke, Els's face kept changing, sometimes joyful, sometimes nervous, sometimes sad, as if the person who had experienced it all was not Rhaegar, but herself.

"It's unbelievable," Els sighed as Rhaegar finished her story, "I can't imagine you've been through so much and I'm not with you when it's happening." ”

She smiled at the chance to stop Rhaegar from trying to speak, "Don't worry, I don't mean anything else, at least, I should be glad that so much danger hasn't cost me a best friend - we're still friends, right?"

"Whatever happens," Rhaegar affirmed, "we're going to be friends." He was vaguely aware of the other party's intentions, which made him feel relieved and a little lost at the same time.

A bright smile appeared on Els' stunningly beautiful face, "That Willy," she asked suddenly, "how is she?"

"She's not the same type as you," the question surprised Rhaegar a little, and the god who once controlled everything seemed a little confused about how to answer, "She's beautiful—I mean, of course, just as beautiful as you, and as brave as she is... But that doesn't mean she's better than you..."

"It's okay. Elsie was surprisingly calm, and she interrupted Rhaegar as she stood up and walked over to the geist.

"A lot of people left here after Carson left," the 'female' mage said, "but I didn't, and despite the protection of my teacher Covel from Verar's ***, Lark kept pestering me. ”

A strange look flashed in her eyes, and two blush appeared on Els' face, "I've always had the feeling that you will definitely come back, and if I leave, I may never see you again." She leaned gently against the silent Rhaegar chest, "I've been waiting for this moment, waiting to lean into your arms again. ”

Rhaegar suddenly felt that his hands were a little redundant, as he didn't know where to put them.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and after half a minute, Elsie took the initiative to leave his 'chest'.

"Thank you," a satisfied smile spread across her face, "thank you for making me feel like Rhaegar again, albeit only for a moment. Her voice was full of relief, "As you said before, our past belongs only to the past Rhaegar and the past me, but we live in the present, not the past, so," she looked into Rhaegar eyes and said softly, "Don't look for your past anymore, grasp the present life." She turned and walked towards the 'door'.

"I almost forgot," Elsie said abruptly as she was about to leave the door, "here's something for you, I think it should make you understand why Carson was silent at the time." "An engram floated towards Rhaeggar, and at the same time, as if a breeze was blowing, the 'female' mage disappeared at the 'door'.

A dazed feeling rose over Rhaegar in his mind, but he was quickly dismissed by the geist, and reached out to take the crystal, and he released a trace of 'spirit' divine power and entered the inside of the crystal.

According to the tradition of the mage world, when any mage attempts to challenge the leader of his organization, he must go through several tests, and only after defeating those opponents who stand between himself and the leader can the challenger be truly qualified to stand in front of the leader, and despite the support of the judges, Rhaegar is still required to abide by this tradition.

"Seventh-Order Mage Krens," a mage stood across from Rhaegar in the dueling arena, introducing himself in a calm 'tone', "You must first defeat me before challenging Villars. "This is a 'female' mage in her twenties, with a tall build and smooth blonde hair, and if it weren't for the fact that her real age was already known, she would have at least a dozen suitors in the mage's tower.

Rhaegar gave Krens reciprocal courtesy, then stepped back as the duel demanded, ready to begin the battle with his opponent. ............

No one thought that Krens would be able to defeat Rhaeggar, a seventh-order mage, even with a single hand tied, a forbidden mage could easily destroy dozens of such beings, but Krens, one of the participants in the duel, didn't seem to think so, she calmly 'groaned' the incantation, and bursts of magical light flooded around her body.

To everyone's surprise, after seeing this fiery red 'color' of magic light, Rhaegar did not use the powerful magic power of the forbidden mage to defeat the other party in the first place, and his face 'color' suddenly became extremely strange, and he even forgot to prepare a spell.

"Wait a minute," he cried out, "I have something to say..."

His next words were suppressed back into his throat by the fierce attack of the other party, and a flame transformed into a huge firebird, enveloping Krens and soaring into the sky, flying towards him like lightning, and the blazing heat caused the temperature in the entire hall to rise suddenly.