A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and countless stars lit up in the dark night, and Cizer sat in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking up at the mysterious and vast sea of stars.

"Cezel, what are you looking at?

A hand was unintentionally placed on Cezel's shoulder, but he dodged it in time to avoid the tragedy that followed.

"Diablo, can you restrain your desire to fight whenever and wherever you want, my shoulder blades have been removed twice by you!" Cizer said, half angry and half helpless.

The boy named Diablo waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's good that you're not doing this, your reflexes have improved a lot." Speaking of which, you have to thank me!"

The young man in front of Cezel was different from anyone else he had seen before, his hair and eyes were pitch black, his face was angular, full of vigor and fighting desire, and his black hair was scattered behind him, with an indescribable temperament.

"Alas, living in a room with you, what kind of sin have I done!?" Cizer roared as if he wanted to vent all the grievances that had accumulated in his body.

However, Cizer seemed to have forgotten that it was late at night and everyone was sleeping peacefully.

For a while, the silent dormitory area of the Holy Dragon Academy began to jump.

"Are you blind, do you know what time it is!? I'm going to go to morning training tomorrow!"

"Morning training is a fart! I just finished two days and one night of wilderness survival training, and as soon as I lay down, I was woken up, I want to die!"

"Everyone, don't scold the street, go to sleep quickly, it should be dawn in a while......"

“......”

Cizer carefully covered his mouth until the sound had subsided and no one had come looking for trouble, then he patted his chest and exhaled heavily.

"Look at what scares you, it's a big deal to fight, what are you afraid of!" Diablo said indifferently.

You obviously don't think it's a big deal!" Cizer complained fiercely in his heart.

"You say, is it true that the teacher of astrological magic is telling you? Many stars that look similar may have very different powers, some too faint to be mentioned, and some that can rival the sun?"

And his astrological magic is always out of the way because of this.

"Didn't the teacher say that you can't judge the power of the stars with the naked eye, you have to rely on your own perception and do your best to find the powerful stars, get in touch, and then your magic will be affected by the stars, and produce all kinds of wonderful changes. "It's also one of Diablo's traits of memorization, something the teacher writes on the blackboard during class, and Cizer, who is sitting next to him, can assure him that he is definitely not taking notes or anything like that, but rather sleepy.

Cizer pondered, looking at the countless stars twinkling in the night sky from time to time, as if he did not understand and swore not to give up.

Seeing this, Diablo did not continue to persuade any further, and after exchanging goodnight to Cizer, he threw himself the bed, and in a few moments there was a snoring sound.

Cizer turned to look at Diablo, who was asleep, and sighed, and put the half-off quilt back on.

This was Cezel's third day at the Holy Sword Academy, and compared to the poor life in Greystone Town, life at the Holy Sword Academy was like heaven.

Old Merlin paid the tuition for Cizer, so Cizer was like the other students, getting up early every day to practice in the morning, learning magic in the morning, and doing physical training in the afternoon, during which there would be a special instructor to give them real swordsmanship.

This is true for the cadets of the Knight Department.

But Cizer went to Old Merlin every night to learn something strange, sometimes strange magic, the kind that didn't exist in textbooks. Sometimes Old Merlin would refine some magic potions with a unique taste for him to drink, and that taste ......

Cizer suddenly missed the days of living with Monet, at least the potion he refined would never make his body half cold and half hot, which was really not something that anyone could bear.

Speaking of Monet, Cizer couldn't help but rub his face, a little worried, he sent a letter to Monet on the night of the first day of school, and I don't know if he received it.

Thinking of this, Cizer lit the candle in front of the window, picked up a piece of letter paper from the wooden table, and pulled out the quill that had been inserted in the inkwell.

Monet, Zhan Xinyue.

Today is the third day of my entry into the Holy Sword Academy, life in the academy is going well, and my teacher Merlin is also taking good care of me, I hope you are all well.

The roses in Helan City are in full bloom, if you have the opportunity, I really want you to come and have a look, our college has a big garden, which is full of roses.

There are many training tasks arranged by the academy, and many people cannot complete them on time, so they can't eat dinner. But you know, I've got a lot of strength and I'm flexible enough, so there's no big problem, and you shouldn't worry.

All my expenses here were reimbursed by the teacher, so I saved up the money from the sale of the bow and arrow, and the tuition fee for the academy was ten gold coins, and I had already saved three, and I would probably be able to save enough by this time next year. When the time comes, you should also come to the Holy Sword Academy, the magic teachers here are very good, I don't know much about alchemists, but it shouldn't be bad.

......

Finally, take care of yourself and look forward to hearing from you.

So far

Miss your Cizer

Cezel checked it again, and when he made sure it was correct, he pulled out a new envelope from his desk. After loading the letter, Cizer picked up the candle and dripped it on the envelope, then placed it on the table, waiting for the fire wax to solidify.

After doing all this, Cizer resumed his posture of looking up at the sky, only this time, his mind was not on the mysterious starry sky, but had already drifted back to that remote and silent town, the small room where he and Monet lived.

Monet, are you okay?

......

"So, you 'Shadow Tides' have missed?" A voice suddenly sounded in the dark room, and the anger contained in it could be heard by anyone.

A voice in the darkness answered him, "Our first killer to take on the mission has lost contact, and it is inferred that he has a small chance of surviving. So, we missed. The voice was not emotional, as if it were a cold machine, stating a fact that had already happened.

"But I paid for it! And don't you claim to never miss a shot? My brother has been killed by you! My only brother!" the first voice roared uncontrollably, and there was a thumping sound in the chamber from time to time, the sound he made as he banged on the wall.

"Sir, the shadow tides don't miss. In fact, our rules do not allow us to fail, and your brother's affair is just an accident. I promise you, we'll get rid of that teenager. A third voice rang out, but the gentle voice revealed an unquestionable attitude.

The first voice was silent for a long time, and finally dropped a cruel word coldly.

"You'd better be able to do it. ”

The door creaked, and with a bang, silence returned to the dark chamber.

After a while, the cold voice sounded again.

"The situation has changed, the target has entered the Holy Sword Academy, and if we don't want to be exposed, it will be difficult to do it in the academy. ”

"It's okay, it's not good in the academy, then when he's outside the academy, the organization's creed is that failure is not tolerated!" This time the gentle voice became extremely cold, and a cold aura emanated, causing the temperature of the entire secret room to be lowered.

"Yes!" The second voice did not mean the slightest persuasion, he had been in the organization for so long, he had already known that any orders from this man were unquestionable.

......

"What do you want?"

In the domed tower of the Holy Sword Academy, there were two men in magic robes standing at this time, one of which was Old Merlin.

The other was an old man in a brown robe, his snow-white hair was neatly groomed and hung down behind his back, and there were not many wrinkles on his face, but the low-hanging bags under his eyes relentlessly told the marks left on his face by the years. Compared with Old Merlin, his shoulders are more open, his waist is straight, and he looks quite capable. His ice-blue eyes seemed to contain the truth of the world, and if he looked directly at it for a long time, he would see the six-pointed star array rise and fall.

Old Merlin and the man in front of him have known each other for many years, and the brown-robed magician is the dean of the Holy Sword Academy, Granddo.

It was he who spoke up just now.

"Merlin, it's been thirteen years. "I remember the last time you came, you thought about teaching the second genius magician of the Empire, but you haven't been here since your son died. ”

The corners of Old Merlin's eyes were a little moist, Grando was the one who had always supported him, even if he lost his magic powers, he tried his best to hire him. Results......

"I took in another disciple. Old Merlin said only one thing.

"Oh?" Grando was a little surprised, but also a little surprised. "Do you still stick to your previous opinion?" Grandor narrowed his eyes, he knew that what happened back then hit his friend hard, so he couldn't be sure if he would take out the things he failed back then and use them on this last disciple.

Yes, the last disciple. Grando's magical attainments are very profound, and he can already see that Merlin's body has become more and more unable to withstand the power of time after losing his magical power, and he has little time left......

In the face of this only confidant, Lao Merlin naturally did not hide his inner thoughts.

"Yes, I've been thinking about the cause of my failure every day over the years, and I think I've found it. This time, I'll be careful and I won't fail again. At this point, Merlin's eyes sharpened, and Grando felt that looking him in the eye would hurt him.

"Need my help?" Grando didn't dissuade his old friend, and when he saw the look in his eyes, he knew that this was Merlin's last hope, the time when he burned the brightest, and no one could stop him. All he could do was stretch out his hand.

"Give me access to the maze once. Old Merlin said what he wanted, but at the moment he was a little apprehensive, because it was too much, and he was not sure whether Grandor would agree.

The silence in the tower room lasted for a few moments, and just as Old Merlin decided to abandon the request in favor of a less costly one, Grando spoke slowly.

Merlin ...... I know your obsession...... As a friend...... I grant you this request...... But I have one condition. ”

Old Merlin was overjoyed, he didn't have much hope for this request, but he didn't expect Grandor to really agree.

"You say, as long as I can do it, I will agree.

Grandor said, "Go see her, she misses you very much, and you should ask for her forgiveness." ”

Merlin's face changed a few times, and finally only one word was spoken: "Good!"

With that, old Merlin got up and walked to the door. At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"By the way, that kid...... What's your name?"

"Cizer!" said the name of old Merlin, a light on his face that carried all his hopes!