Herlan was a well-known and good student at the Rulsk Higher Institute, and her request to her tutor to go and see it alone was granted.

"Where does this lead?"

Herlan and her friend Sansa followed the Potions apprentice.

The path he chose was very hidden, like a labyrinth in a garden.

Outsiders who are not familiar with the Crohill School of Magic and Wizardry will definitely fall into the predicament of getting lost if they follow this path.

Herlan had quietly held the staff in her hand, and she could react immediately if something unexpected happened.

"The path to the Tower of the Yellow Man."

Potions apprentice White was like a thief at this point, looking left and right every few steps, constantly checking to see if anyone was following them.

"Yellow... The Tower of the Man in Yellow? Sansa's voice was distorted.

"Be quiet!"

After motioning for Sansa to be quiet, he pushed open a decaying iron door, revealing an overgrown garden.

Herlan looked up and saw a tower, far less grand than the Yellowman's Tower, but already the most conspicuous building in all of Crohill.

"White! Didn't I tell you to keep it a secret here! ”

Out of the flowers came a girl, and Herlan judged by the badge on her chest that she was a fourth-year student in the Department of Order Inscriptions.

"The mentor who greeted the Lursk Academy of Magic this time was the old witch, she always stared at me to death, and it was these two who got rid of her."

White briefly introduces the girl to Herlan and Sansa.

"This is our last place to survive, from the Rursk Academy, and I hope you will tell the truth."

"The last place to survive... What's really going on here? ”

Herlan followed the girl into the depths of the garden, listening to her tone as if she were narrating the last refuge of the apocalypse.

Perhaps for someone like Sansa, who has almost come to believe in the god of the net, the world without the net is no different from the end of the world.

"Thirteen days ago, we lost our connection to the Magic Web, and we can't connect to the Magic Web anywhere or anywhere in Krohill..."

Won't you be able to connect to the web after you leave Crohill in the afternoon?

Helland listened to the girl's desperate tone, and was just about to say this to her, when Sansa, who was next to her, took the lead in expressing her opinion.

"What a disaster." Sansa's voice was filled with awe.

"The enchantment has blocked all the signals of the magic web, and this is the only place where we can reconnect to the magic web."

The girl led Sansa and Herlan to the bottom of the tower, and when Herlan was about three or four meters away from the tower's walls, the signal on the magic web changed from gray to green again.

"Only those in yellow can use it? This... Isn't this a dictatorship?! ”

Sansa looked up at the Tower of the Man in Yellow, and wanted to loudly condemn the Man in Yellow's behavior.

The use of the magic net is the freedom of every Nolan citizen, and sooner or later this rule will be written into Nolan's laws.

"So we are plotting to overthrow this tyranny! Are you going to join in Rulsk? ”

After seeing Sansa's indignant appearance, the girl sent an invitation to Sansa, and the next second, the two of them held each other's hands together, as if they were comrades-in-arms with a deep friendship of more than ten years.

Herlan didn't want to participate in this revolution, so she opened the text message of the magic net more sensibly and asked Qiao Xiu the reason.

'Crohill Academy doesn't have any enchantments to shield the net, I just asked the World Tree to stop covering that area. ’

'It was Mr. Qiao Xiu, you did it...'

'Upset? ’

'Nope. ’

Herlan silently watched as Sansa and a group of apprentices from Crohill had opened the magic net under the tower and were ready to enter the battlefield of the Holy Spirit.

Ever since the 300,000 championship bounty appeared, the Holy Spirit was gradually eroding the time of the Nolans.

'Noon and night will still be used, even if their study period will stop, and your academy will probably implement this system as well. ’

Qiao Xiu's text message made Herlan's mood a little uncomfortable, even though she understood that this kind of magic net ban was for the sake of her studies.

Herlan's self-control, which can be called a scholar, is difficult to resist the temptation of the magic net.

"Don't you have a class today?" Herlan asked.

Beneath the high walls were five apprentices belonging to Crohill, each of whom held a small wooden table and chair.

In terms of workmanship, it looks like they made it themselves, and they took out the proto-spar mouse by arranging the wooden table and chairs along the high wall.

"Class? We don't have time right now. The girl replied to Herland.

The reason for not having time is to run to the dean's surveillance tower to play magic nets?

"Hurry up! Already into the hero selection! ”

"The first hero chooses a bishop!"

As Herlan expected, the game played by the five apprentices was the Holy Spirit.

But Herlan could sense the change in the atmosphere, even if they were now sitting in a mossy corner with a small wooden table and chairs...

The tense conversations and exchanges between them alone put Herland in a battle meeting on the eve of a great war.

"They played in the Holy Spirit Open on a team of Croshill."

Sansa learns from the girl that they are not ordinary Holy Spirit players, and that each of them is a master with an average score of more than 5,500 points.

"They competed?"

Herlan looked at Sansa's magic net vision in amazement, and Sansa entered the live broadcast of Team Crohill against Team Whitefish.

In the picture, they have finished selecting heroes and go directly to the battlefield.

The qualifiers were decided by a direct game, so the five apprentices were very nervous, constantly communicating with their teammates.

Herlan sat quietly watching them, the five of them cooperated perfectly on the Holy Spirit Battlefield, but the enemy was not weak... Until more than 20 minutes, the battle situation was in a state of stalemate.

"You can start a teamfight directly! My finishing skill has cooled down! ”

"Black Hook, use the anchor! No need to catch it, seal the retreat of the trembling on the other side. ”

Their communication was directly shouted loudly, as if they were on the battlefield and a general in charge of thousands of troops.

"Sansa..."

Herlan vaguely sensed someone's gaze, and she looked up to find the source of her gaze...

"Don't speak... Herland, the victory or defeat is in this team battle! Sansa seemed to be one of them.

"The Man in Yellow is here." Herlan said in a complicated tone.

"Even if our head of the academy came the gray-clad man, it wouldn't ...... What the?! Sansa reacted suddenly, first at Hellan, then at the sky.

The Man in Yellow was standing above the tower, staring at them with an angry expression.