The teacups were gently placed on the balcony with a crisp sound.

Rigulus looked at the swirling tea in the cup, and the waves in his eyes were similar to the swirl, turning endlessly.

"What is it...... How did Rheinfel make such a big move?" was surprised that they had been dormant for the past ten years, and neither Andrés nor Rheinfel had ever meant to bring together the Divine Light Miracles.

A storm is coming?!

Regulos's mind was surging, but it was a pity that he couldn't ask questions, because although he was nominally the first lieutenant general of the Central Army, he was actually under surveillance all the time.

The movement of the Divine Light Miracle has always been one of the focuses of attention of major forces, especially the Imperial Royal.

Sooner or later, these geniuses, who represent the future, will become the mainstay of the empire, and the royal family wants to keep them firmly in their hands and become a force that can be wielded.

However, these geniuses don't like this method, and they are all avoiding this kind of tracking in their own way. But Legulos was in the center of power, so it was naturally difficult to escape.

That's why he keeps very few contacts, and almost all of them use secret language.

He and Ole are the bridge between the Divine Light Miracle and the Fairy Squad, and all the team information on both sides is transmitted through daily chats, although the Imperial Army has also been suspicious for so many years, but because it can't be deciphered, it can only be stopped.

"It's been ten years...... "Regulus tapped his finger on the windowsill, masking himself.

At that time, the Divine Light Miracle and his party, except for the 'Wings of Deception' Lucia, who was relatively free and easy, and was free and easy, almost all the rest of the people were under the monitoring of the major forces, and it was not easy to transmit information, especially to gather such sensitive information.

However, after operating in the army for so many years, Rigulus naturally still has some means, and after a while, he has a plan in his heart, the blue light in his eyes is bright, and the power of his soul is like a wisp of wind, sweeping into the distance.

In the corridor, there were still some girls who were lost and thinking about the scene just now, and suddenly felt a shock in the sea of souls, and then heard the voice of Liegulus, "Little girl, do me a favor." ”

The girl only felt flattered, suddenly like a dream, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Your Excellency...... What are the commands?" said the girl, stunned.

"Bring me something to Meggis Academy. Legulos said.

*

The sunset fades and night falls.

In the southern part of the empire, in the territory of the Lion Kingdom, outside a small and inconspicuous city, the lights are bright, as if it were day.

This is the Meggis Academy, the place where the god of law was once born, and has been washed away by the years, and then regained its glory.

After the Imperial Contest ten years ago, Maggis College has recovered and is now a top institution that can compete with Shenguang Academy, with an unprecedented number and quality of students.

And what attracts countless new students here is not only the glory of the college, but also the figure that countless young people admire.

The library was crowded at this time, and many students gathered to listen to that person's lecture.

The man was tall and strong, and he sat on a chair like a hill, and his imposing momentum was imposing.

But the angular Chinese characters have a bookish smell on their faces, and they look approachable and down-to-earth.

His lectures are very varied, astronomy, geography, history, magic doctrines, theorems, speculations and even imagination, he can explain them all in an unpretentious but far-reaching way, which makes people listen to them with relish.

Today's topic is the history of the orcs, and he talked about the 'bloodstained ethics' incident, and his words were full of sadness and emotion, and some girls even shed tears, which was quite moving.

"Teacher Ferre, it is said that the Orc Plateau is very barren, and they have suffered such unfair treatment, why didn't they ask for compensation when the Five Clans made a peace agreement?" a student asked.

"Because they don't want to go to the so-called land of plenty. He said slowly: "The orcs advocate force and will, for them barrenness is a unique test, only the orcs who can survive are qualified......"

Everyone was awe-inspiring, this is very different from the concept of human beings, and this consciousness of the orc race has to be said to be a threat.

A race that is always vigilant and thirsty is the most deterrent.

The student's question was instantly opened, and the rest of the people also raised their own puzzles, and he was always able to give the right answers and thoughts, which shows how rich his knowledge is.

The scene was a bit chaotic, but he liked it.

This noise actually comes from peace.

What would it be like if all the races in this world could live in peace and learn from each other?

Little did he know that his peaceful time was numbered.

The message from Tianyang City was rapidly coming here, forcing him to regain his identity.

Miracle of Divine Light, Shield of Eternity!

He had something to protect.

*

To the southwest of the empire, across the Nu River, is the world-famous Orc Plateau.

For thousands of years, even in the era when the orcs had not settled here, humans rarely set foot here, because the average altitude here was nearly three thousand meters, barren and barren, and the magic resources available were minimal.

Its unique geographical environment makes the celestial phenomena also extremely disordered, and most of the time spent in sandstorms throughout the year is even more prohibitive.

But it is precisely because of this that the orcs chose to gather here to resist the Terran army.

Using the celestial phenomena and terrain, the orcs stubbornly blocked the Terran coalition that was far superior to them back then, and took root here, forming an independent race.

In the northeast of the plateau, at this time, the sandstorm is sweeping and raging, and the yellow sand is invisible, but there is a team of people and horses on the road still struggling to move forward.

This is a small caravan of orcs, although the members come from various tribes, they seem to have been together for a long time, and they have a tacit understanding to work together.

"This sandstorm is getting worse and worse, we still have to find a place to hide!" A big man led by him saw that the situation was not right, and still issued a ban on travel.

Although this will prevent them from attending appointments and losing a lot of money, it can only be done for the sake of their lives.

"But big brother ......" Behind him, a handsome woman with fox ears was about to say something, but was directly interrupted by the big man, "I said stop, stop!"

"No, big brother, ...... there" The woman pointed to the flying tornado in the distance and said in surprise, "Where ...... There seems to be a ...... person."

Dahan's expression changed, and he followed what he was looking for, only to see that in the surging sandstorm, there seemed to be a real figure, which was being swept by the storm and kept whirling.

*

The third more.