Bizarre stories spread faster than the truth, and this applies everywhere.

There were only 500 people present on the day of the hearing, but overnight, the story spread throughout the school in multiple versions, making Barry a laughing stock and Mu Yan well-known to most people.

But how many people have heard his words and thought about them seriously?

Less than one percent, I'm afraid.

Most people just know that someone who boosted morale with a speech and saved Dridge could be retaliated against by Barry - just like in the play, when the hero of justice fulfills his duty, he is retaliated by the villain, and it is often the people who have been sheltered who can save him.

And so it turned into a carnival, blocking the classroom with hundreds of people, and finally filling the Yaenza lecture hall with nearly a thousand people, many of whom may really understand, but the vast majority of them were followers who fell into the carnival.

A person who is good at independent thinking can raise many doubts with a little thought, since there are still night watchmen among the people who go to the classroom to block the door, it means that the news of the nobles' plan has leaked since yesterday, which is not even enough time for the plan to be released.

For example, as Professor Dawn, after a little inquiry, you can know that he once made an entire class of 24 aristocratic students "fail", and a person who is so strict that he is a little "reckless" will be easily punished for "teaching accidents", and even blame his young teaching assistant?

Of course not, but in a carnival, who would dare to say these things against the trend?

To put it bluntly, the so-called "aristocratic plan" itself is a smokescreen, a humiliation against Professor Daun and aimed at revenge for his sudden intervention.

For an old professor who has studied academics all his life, the classroom of only a few dozen people in the past is suddenly filled with a thousand faces, but what a pair of eyes crave is not knowledge, but lively, as if he is rushing to see how he can please himself in the name of a drama...... This in itself is a great humiliation.

Which nobleman came up with such a mysterious and feminine counterattack, Mu Yan didn't care, they had been dealing with power all their lives, and it was not surprising that they could quickly make a counterattack. What he really cared about was what Dawn said.

That's both for the students and for him.

Dawn knows that he wants to raise a "head sheep", so he is reminding him to realize what kind of head he has raised. In the aristocratic community, why are Barry and Samuel not the so-called "head sheep"?

The professor feared that he, as a young man, was prone to radical ideas and pitted the nobility and commoners against each other. When he got to that point, Mu Yan's approach was no different from those nobles who fooled the commoners.

……

“…… So we can see many similarities with Eastern Kragon in today's lingua franca, half of which comes from this language, and half of which is a sister of this language, West Kragon. The two are in the same vein, because of the great divergence of political factors...... We'll leave this in the next lesson. ”

Mu Yan looked around, and many people who were originally drowsy heard that class was about to end, but they were in good spirits at the moment.

"Finally, the formal purchase of a class is limited and expensive, but I still hope that you will leave the opportunity to people who are really hungry for knowledge, cherish what little time you have, and know what you want to do."

After Professor Dawn finished speaking, he patted the handrail and drove out the door.

The wheels had barely passed by the doorway, and the bell rang to symbolize the end of class.

Mu Yan swept his senses, there were still 142 people left in the classroom at this moment, but now there were less than 30 people who were conscious and determined, no wonder Professor Dawn was so angry......

Although the old man is old, he knows better than anyone else.

What a group of students......

He shook his head and quickly followed.

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At the same time

The Haunted Moulin Rouge, the ember tower of the Red Devil Glazer, just outside the city of Falan, has once again welcomed visitors.

Lina stopped and stared for a long time, and Amacer watched quietly.

He had been invited here three hours earlier, and if it weren't for Lina's tone and expression, he would have thought that he had been discovered by the other party.

"I'm a little nervous right now."

Lina pressed her right hand to her left chest, her eyes as if they had lost focus.

"I thought about it for a long time, and if there really was an answer, it would be here."

Amacer didn't speak, he felt like he would be exposed as soon as he spoke.

The girl in front of her looked thin from behind, as if she was the only one left in the world, which made people feel pity.

However, he was standing behind her, but he couldn't hug her.

I can't even show a trace of strange emotion.

The emotions of the elves are like old wine buried underground, which becomes mellow with the passage of time. He had to restrain himself with great perseverance and not indulge in it.

Think about something else, if Mu Yan was here, what would he say?

Cut in a joke?

Well...... Maybe you can try.

"Miss Lina, if we hurry up, we'll have time to go back to dinner." Amacer said suddenly, "And I usually cook our dinner." ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yin, I've been delaying too long." Lina smiled apologetically, collected her thoughts, and began to break through the barrier in front of her.

After the perception was spread out, she couldn't help frowning.

The girl noticed that it seemed that the circle of the Ember Tower had been altered.

She had been here once a long time ago, and with the genuine Ember Ring, she could easily open it, but now ......

"Did you run into any problems?"

"It takes a little time to crack ......"

"Stand back." Amather Dao,

"What?"

Lina looked back in surprise, only to see a silver arc of light that seemed to split the world in half.

The light slowly pushed forward, rubbing against the air with a gut-sore sound, and the scenery along the way was cut open like a canvas, revealing its original appearance under the cover.

The phantom array outside the Ember Tower was violently cracked by Amacer, and the blockade magic array on the door was exposed.

"Hmm...... Now you can save a little time. Amatho shrugged,

"You're really ......"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Lina smiled and reached out to touch the lines, her fingertips stained with a little paint. The magic paints are damp, and it's clear that they've only been applied for a long time.

She whispered a few incantations, and a warm red light emanated from the ember ring, enveloping the demonic lines, gradually melting and even evaporating.

The magic circle was eliminated, and the original Moulin Rouge was completely gone, and from the outside, it looked like a tall tower was standing here.

It is a retro Klaman tower, about 40 meters high, with several satellite-like amber domes. At the base of the tower is a dense cluster of buildings, like a cluster at the bottom of a huge wild mushroom, and the stars and moons highlight the majesty of the main tower.

Generally speaking, the small houses below are where apprentices live, and even the Seven Rings Mage who has a mage tower will not forget to train excellent apprentices.

The tower is grayish-white, and the tallest dome is painted fiery red, and from a distance it looks like a must be a burning hat, glittering in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lina waved her wand, and the arc of light representing the key sank into the stone guard at the doorway, but there was no response.

She glanced at Amacer, who immediately understood and smashed the statue with a punch.

Once the statue was destroyed, the wall behind it suddenly dented, and the wall skin collapsed inward in a spherical shape, and then condensed into several gray rock javelins and shot out, clanging against Lina's propped mage shield, which looked like a hedgehog's back from the side.

At the same time, Amacer's sword slashed and swept away the stone spears.

"No, there are no such mechanisms in the Ember Tower, they were set up by someone else." The girl said with a solemn face.

"I'll stand in front." Amacer said.

As before, he meditated in his heart.

"Hmm...... Thank you. ”

Lina didn't know why she was muttering this nonsense.

It stands to reason that the most important thing for her to do now is to open up her senses and look for potential enemies, and even a mage who is venturing out for the first time should understand this.

She couldn't help but look at Amacer's back, inexplicably in a trance.

Shake your head, shake off the distractions, and cheer up.

……

At the very top of the tower, Glazer's study.

Because the tower was built before he became a legendary mage, it was as if William was undefended at this time, and he could easily enter.

At the moment, he was reading what the other party had left behind.

It can be seen that this house has been ransacked, but the people who ransacked it are unskilled, and their rough methods not only cause damage, but also leave behind many things that only a mage can understand.

For example, the magic pattern carved on the obsidian table.

The same pitch-black magic pattern, engraved on the obsidian table, looks like a scratch that has accidentally fallen from a distance. Experimental accidents often break out on the workbench, so it is understandable that they are scarred. The difference, however, is that when the entire workbench is filled with mana, the natural scars glow, and those special scratches are made to stand out due to the mana blockage......

The faint stripes at this time are the masterpieces left by Glazer.

"I have a hunch that legend is not the other side of truth, but a ship. A solid ship that will allow us to reach the other side.

"I felt more and more like I was in a cage, the elements of my shackles and shackles, dragging me to the bottom of the ocean all the time......

"So what do I choose? Abandon the shackles...... Or just willingly sink to the bottom of the sea?

"The priests of the Tower say that the elements belong to the goddess and that the web is her blessing for the mages......

"But why did Fukuzawa become a shackle?

"I often have an irrepressible urge...... If I can break free from the shackles, maybe I can see the hope of reaching the other side......"

It's not so much a diary as some essays and insights.

But in this way, William was even more confused.

"Lord Glazer...... Did you finally break free...... Or are you bound to the deep sea? He muttered, suddenly feeling like someone had cracked the mechanism he had set up.

"Who's going to come up to the Ember Tower at this juncture?"

He glanced at it with a strange look on his face.

"Miss Lina...... Are you looking for something......"

He remembered the words that Glazer had never changed every year at the ceremony, and in a trance, he had a bold idea.

The spider dragged the enemy into its nest and wrapped it up heavily, sucking the flesh out of its body, leaving only an empty shell......

When he mentioned the suspicions that lurked in his mind again, he was not as frightened as last time, but felt more and more sad.

He doesn't feel like a wise man.

For so long, the wisdom of countless sages has been far above their own, and they have not necessarily failed to discover this, but no one has ever spoken out loud......

Do they dare, or can't?

Or ...... Don't have this opportunity?

William let out a long sigh, reached out and wiped the scratches from the obsidian, and disappeared into the study.