Chapter 140: The Magician's Mission

September 22nd.

The students and professors of Luther School of Magic gathered in the auditorium of the fourth-year building, and at this time stood on the stage to speak as the student council president, Claire, and five other students in school robes stood on Clare's left-hand side, naturally the Holy Grail Sacrifice contestants who had successfully qualified in the selection battle and served as Kenneth's substitute.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ After a week of intense selection battles, we finally selected the student representatives to participate in this year's Ghalice Festival: Norman Geller, Rickon Luther, Hut Kutparry, Don Tucci, Kenneth Lancelot, William Hewys, the seventh man as the substitute, and me as the team leader. In eight days' time we will travel to Duobang to compete for the Drakeley region. I believe that with our joint efforts, we will be able to achieve excellent results in this Holy Grail Festival! Trust us! ā€

After saying that, Clair took the academy flag from Maddy, took a step forward with the other five, and then bowed slightly to everyone.

"Bang bang bang!" The auditorium erupted in thunderous applause, mixed with loud cheers and whistles.

Mick sat in the audience with everyone in the Phil Building, looking at Rickon, who was standing on the stage and no weaker than the other five seniors, his fists clenched slightly, and his mood was complicated.

Jasmine, who always cares about Mick, was stunned when she saw this, and felt a little strange about Mick's attitude, but this was not the time to speak, so she had to keep this question in her heart.

Eight days after the selection battle, Claire and the other five began to prepare busily, although the Luther Academy of Magic had never been absent from Castro's grand event, but after all, it was facing the strong teams of various schools in the Derrickly Region, so they naturally had to be careless, whether it was magic equipment or cooperation between individuals, they needed to run in through these few days.

Among them, the magic equipment can be selected by the equipment department of the academy, and as long as the time is in time, even the members of the equipment department can tailor it for it, and most importantly, the equipment is completely free of charge.

Unfortunately, Kenneth fell into a coma at this time, and he could only wait until he came to his senses before going to the equipment department to choose, as long as the Holy Grail Sacrifice was not over by then.

Luckily, since Kenneth was an official member of the team at the Grail Ceremony, his final exams could be postponed until the end of the tournament without worrying about missing them. For other students, however, the headache of the final exam is just around the corner.

Eight days later, at 14 o'clock in the afternoon, full of the expectations of all the students of the Lutheran School of Magic and Wizardry, accompanied by the powerful Professor Snape, Clall led the team out of Luther City, leaving the daily work of the student council in charge of Maddie, and then safely headed south to the capital of Derrickly to participate in the Holy Grail Sacrifice Regional Tryouts.

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After Mick had finished his trip with all the students, he thought about visiting Calvin, whom he hadn't seen in many days, before lunch, because the morning class had ended.

Previously, because he failed to qualify for the Holy Grail Festival, Mick felt that he didn't have the face to meet Calvin, who had been teaching him carefully for the past few months, and then he had to take care of Kenneth who was unconscious, so he hadn't seen Calvin for nearly half a month, and now that he looked back, he was ashamed of it, so he walked in the direction of the Magic Technology Laboratory Building.

It's just that Mick was stopped by Jasmine, and his pretty face was slightly red and said, "Mi, Mick, do you want to go to lunch together, when, of course, with everyone!" ā€

Mick looked at Jasmine, who was slightly cramped, smiled and politely refused, "I'm sorry, Jasmine, I'm going to go to the mentor now, so I'm afraid I'll ......"

When Jasmine heard this, she immediately nodded in a panic and said, "I—I know, that, I'm sorry to disturb you!" After speaking, he pulled the Mona sisters behind him who sighed for some reason and hurriedly walked away.

Mick looked at the backs of the three of them, and a hint of confusion flashed in his blue eyes, but he quickly put the matter behind him, went to the Magic Technology Laboratory Building and entered the basement level, and pushed open the rusty iron door in Calvin's basement.

However, the scene inside surprised Mick, who saw that the laboratory seemed to have been swept by a storm, the original four stone tables were pushed to the innermost part of the room, the experimental equipment fell to the ground, and the bookshelves had fallen to the ground, scattering books all over the ground.

Mick looked at the dark laboratory and asked tentatively, "Professor, professor?" Are you there? ā€

"Uhh......h

At this time, Calvin was much more haggard and pale than before, but he hadn't seen him for half a month, and he had become so shapely, that Mick could hardly recognize the person in front of him, so he hurriedly ran to Calvin's side and used healing techniques to restore his strength.

A burst of blue light slowly entered Calvin's body, making his spirit lift slightly, his head slowly turned to Mick, his eye sockets were deep like skeletons, but what worried Mick more was that Calvin's eyes were dull and could not see a trace of light...... Synchronous...... Overlapping ......"

"Professor, how many days have you not eaten, drunk or slept ?!" Mick knew that Calvin was a magic maniac, and once he started experimenting, he would forget to sleep and eat, but if he could make himself like this, it was not enough for ordinary people to do it, so how could Mick not worry?

With the healing technique helping him to regain his physical functions, Calvin finally returned to normal, but the man was still lifeless, looked at Mick blankly and said, "Mick...... You're here......"

"Professor, what's wrong with you?" Mick looked at Calvin with a worried look on his face, his eyes showing concern without any distractions. Although this mentor is extremely sloppy in life and unreliable in many cases, he is indeed a good magician and a responsible mentor, and many of Mick's magic combination skills are completed under Calvin's guidance, not to mention the kindness of the thousand magic circles.

"Mick, I've failed again......" Calvin closed his eyes in pain, recalling the experiments in the past half a month, and the results obtained were nothing but failures, and several times he almost had a nervous breakdown and died on the spot, but still found nothing, and the only answer he got was that his theory of mental folding was just a pipe dream and could not be realized at all.

Calvin has not created his own theory to achieve dual magic in the past ten years, from the very beginning of the dual-channel output of mental power to the theory of progressive communication of mental power, and then to the recent theory of mental folding, he has had in-depth discussions with the professors around him and even the principal Alva, until in the end no one is optimistic about his research anymore, and his own experiments have proved that his theory is just a pile of waste paper after all.

Mick looked at Calvin, whose facial features were twisted together and his head was closed, was obviously just a sloppy middle-aged uncle, but it made Mick feel extremely distressed for a moment.

Only Mick, who has been with Calvin for the past few months, knows how obsessed Calvin is with magic, and even the dream words he says when he doze off are about difficult content that Mick can't understand at all, Calvin once said to Mick, "Magic is like an addiction to alcohol that I can't quit in my life, and even when I don't drink it, my mind is full of thoughts of wanting to have a drink."

Such a magician should have achieved a match for this obsession, but he was tempted by the impossible task of casting double magic, and he was reduced to this step, and could only study in this dim and dilapidated basement.

Mick sometimes really wanted to persuade Calvin to give up his studies, but every time he saw the sparkle in his eyes, Mick, who was also a magician, could only keep his mouth shut and silently pray in his heart that Calvin would succeed.

Just when Mick wanted to open his mouth to comfort Calvin, he saw Calvin suddenly open his eyes, clapped his hands on his thighs, and shouted in frustration: "Forget it, since it failed, there is no way, just try the idea that suddenly came to mind before." Well, after being busy for so long, let's go to a bar first. ā€

The bitterness on his face had been swept away, and he seemed to be intoxicated by the fragrance of fantasy wine.

Mick sighed when he saw this, is this uncle someone who needs to worry about himself?

"By the way, Mick, why did you suddenly come here today?" Calvin had been experimenting in the lab all along, and naturally he didn't know the results of the selection battle.

Mick lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Calvin and confessed, "Professor, I'm really sorry that I didn't get the qualification to represent the Holy Grail Sacrifice......"

Calvin was stunned for a moment, but he showed a relieved look. He also sees Mick's strength, and the speed of growth is also very amazing, but the age gap exists after all, and the fourth-year students of Luther School of Magic are definitely excellent magicians who can take charge of themselves, and if Mick really gets the representative qualification, Calvin will really be surprised. What Calvin didn't know, of course, was that Mick wasn't defeated by a fourth-year student, but by fellow first-year Rickon.

It's just that looking at Mick's lost appearance, Calvin also felt sorry for him, but he has always been withdrawn and didn't know how to comfort Mick, so he patted Mick on the shoulder and said, "Do you want to have a drink with me?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Professor, I'm not an adult yet. Mick was silent for a moment, then sighed to Calvin.

"Oh, yes, you're not an adult, haha, I've forgotten about this stubble, who made Mick so mature at your young age, it's really ......" Calvin touched his bald head and laughed dryly.

Seeing that Calvin was back to normal, Mick couldn't help but ask, "Professor, do you still want to continue your research on the casting of dual magic?" ā€

Calvin, who was getting up and putting on his coat, was stunned for a moment, and then replied as a matter of course: "Of course, isn't magician a profession that makes the impossible possible?" ā€

Mick opened his mouth, only to find himself speechless.