The man who once lived in the 21st century, named himself Richard Don Abraham, has gained a new identity after meeting the legendary demon god: Novich Rasputin, the leader of the magic tower, a legendary wizard, with a series of glorious and illustrious names, is a very respected or, more accurately, feared existence in this world.

Although Rasputin has always maintained a low-key style, but in recent times, due to the change of the situation, the collusion with an outsider who intends to destroy the magic tower, and the invasion of other forces, his reputation has quickly expanded rapidly in various places, of course, the current owner of this name, this is not clear now.

......

In the early morning, when Richard opened his eyes, he was greeted by a bronze dome.

"I used to think it was uncomfortable to look at the ceiling, but now I'm used to it."

Rasputin himself did not care about material satisfaction, including where to live.

His bedroom, which is behind the "ceremonial place", is a large but empty room, with no comforting decorations other than the necessary living amenities, and is surrounded by bronze reliefs, sharp and sharp.

The majesty and oppression of this place are more than poked, but the comfort is very lacking.

Fortunately, only this bed was soft, and although it was a cold, hard metal platform underneath, it was covered with fine silk and thick feather cushions in the middle; Although Richard is a modern man who has not suffered much, he has not yet reached the level of a pea girl and sleeps comfortably.

And, like where he lived, the bed was very spacious – a room that was too big might feel lonely, but no one hated a big bed. Richard could roll back and forth on it, and even add a few more people at night to roll together.

……

He moved his hands and feet and stepped off the bed.

In fact, most wizards are different from ordinary people, and are accustomed to falling asleep in a meditative state; In other words, wizards basically sleep sitting......

They have been like this since childhood. This practice does have a positive effect in the early stages of a wizard's career, but at the higher levels, the benefits are minimal, and everyone is just getting used to it.

Richard still retains the habits of 10,000 years ago, and he doesn't need to meditate to increase his magic power anyway.

The young man changed into his robe and left the steps under the bed, only to find that the girl who had floated beside him was not looking down on him from the side of the bed as she usually did.

“...... Real name? ”

Richard felt a little unaccustomed and asked subconsciously.

"I'm here, sir."

The black-haired girl's head suddenly emerges from the wall next to her, and the scene looks like a complete ghost.

Of course, Richard is no longer frightened by such a trivial matter. Because the other party will be haunted almost anytime and anywhere, no matter what he is doing, whether it is critical or not, he has to worry about whether his real name will come out at this time.

He suspected that Miss Real Name was intentional, but he hadn't been able to ask until now.

"What's wrong?"

"There was a knock on the door just now."

The girl looked up and replied with a blank face.

"So early?"

Richard was a little surprised.

He stared into the pupils of Miss Real Name. In those dark jade eyes, a green number automatically appeared - yes, this is Richard's exclusive alarm clock.

"In the year 537 of the Covenant calendar, 8:02 a.m....... No, isn't that time? ”

Recently, there has been only one person who will come to the core area of the Grand Temple where Rasputin lives, and that is Scotty Miller.

As the leader of the school, Richard was actually very free, because almost all the internal affairs that needed to be handled were shared by his subordinates. All he needs to do is listen to the information, pick out what is valuable to him, think about what he can do with it, and act on it immediately.

This is quite laissez-faire among Steppenwolf. Richard felt no guilt about this, because his predecessor Rasputin had also acted in the same way.

So, the job is the same no matter who you give it to. It was only because of status and tradition that in the past three heads of departments took turns in charge.

However, things changed after the addition of Scholadi Miller. Richard didn't give her any place, and it was naturally impossible to parachute into a department, and it would be too wasteful to be called as a general member, so she was temporarily taken over as the head student of the school—which generally meant being the closest assistant to the wizarding leader himself. Anyway, this position is vacant within the Novich school.

This is undoubtedly a good relief for the three supervisors, especially Mr. Peter, who is not too bold.

As for Richard......

In fact, no matter which side he chooses, he needs to take risks.

On one side was an experienced magician who had communicated with the former Raspuchin, while he had only met a few times, and the last one had not even seen him; On the other side are extremely observant prophets, who are likely to perceive their own problems.

Of course, Richard is not worried much about revealing his identity now. So there was only one simpler reason left: the sight of Miss Miller's pretty face every day was a pleasure in itself.

…… It doesn't seem like the first time he's stressed this.

Today, though, things seem to be a little different.

The man standing outside the bronze door at this time was not Poete Miller.

Because compared to usual, this visitor arrived an hour earlier. And the witch is very time-conscious, and every morning when she knocks on the door, the error will not exceed a few seconds.

When Richard turned his "gaze" to the other party, he found that the familiar silver ponytail had turned into a long hair that shone like gold and fell from his shoulders.

It was Villette Edward.

"Why did she come so early?"

Richard remembered that the two did have an appointment—after all, it was the first time that teachers and students had met.

"Actually, this is a pre-agreed time."

His real name said on the side.

"Did you forget, sir? According to the schedule, you should have gotten up and exercised an hour before. “

"That's right......"

Richard was a little embarrassed.

Of course, there was a reason for his laziness this time: his little adventures to the bottom, and his first battle with the lower demons, allowed Richard to digest part of it. Now he is a second-level knight squire, and has gained a new number of times that he can use "True Name Raid".

"But, you don't seem to have called me?"

"I think sleeping in once in a while is also good for the chief's mind and body."

…… That won't do, Richard thought to himself. He now realizes that if he only has his real name by his side, he will one day be raised as a waste person by this AI sister who always pampers him too much.

So, in this sense, someone like Sycody or Willett who can make him vigilant is quite necessary.

"Okay, let her in."

Richard sighed, put on his mask, and sat back on his throne.

......

"Is that you today? What about Miller? ”

After Villelet walked in quickly, Richard spoke in a casual tone before the other party bowed in hello.

“...... Was Miss Miller in charge of the routine debriefing? ”

The blonde girl was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted to what the other party meant. After receiving Richard's affirmative reply, Villerett replied respectfully.

"Miss Miller hasn't come yet. I guess it's not time yet. But ......"

She seemed to remember something, raised her head and stared boldly at the figure on the throne, and smiled.

"You don't need anyone else anymore, do you? My teacher. ”