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Anse Aire.

The lobby was silent.

The demonic qi froze in mid-air, and the students forgot to flee and stared blankly at the chairs in the center of the high hall.

Everyone's impression of the name is limited to the pictures and meanings in the textbooks.

History textbooks are boring, only one section of Anse Elle is learned, not only are there pictures of elf beautiful boys to see, but even the meaning is recited with joy or worship.

The first magical genius.

The snow elves no longer exist.

The young man in the high hall opened his eyes slightly, his beautiful and delicate face completely coincided with the cold picture in the textbook, his long ice silver hair poured out, and a pair of ice silver eyes, his skin was as white as ice and snow.

It wasn't until a shrill cry was heard in mid-air that the students finally came back to their senses, and an uproar erupted in the auditorium, with everyone at a loss for the unknown situation and an unconcealed excitement.

Anse Aire.

- That's Anse El!

The screaming demonic energy in the air quickly retreated, and the appearance of Ansel, even just sitting there, did not need to do anything, and they immediately collapsed.

It was the elf that sealed countless black mages a hundred years ago. Combined, they couldn't compare to Ansel's spell now.

The door to the auditorium was quickly opened, and the demonic energy went on a rampage, scattering and escaping. The young man in the high hall never moved, a pair of icy silver eyes were unwavering, and he sat on a high place with his eyes down, like an ice and snow sculpture.

The girls stared at him obsessively, and the boys showed fanatical adoration.

Anselle's name, for them, is simply a faith.

No one cares about the whereabouts of those demonic spirits anymore.

The students almost instinctively believed that with Anse El there, it would be impossible for those demonic spirits to escape.

The demonic qi that rushed out of the auditorium seemed to have hit the barrier of some formation, and quickly disappeared into the air.

The headmaster couldn't help but smile.

Although I knew that this crisis was not a crisis at all, it was still reassuring to be solved so easily.

It wasn't until all the demonic energy crashed into the demon prison that Ansel raised his eyes slightly, his light-colored eyelashes raised, and his gaze stopped at the student.

The elven boy stood up.

The students subconsciously retreated.

They are still in a state of shock to the point of trance, and the famous heroes in the textbooks suddenly appear in front of them, which has a huge impact on everyone.

The legendary elf boy who has fallen for a hundred years has a beautiful appearance, standing on a high platform, it is like standing there as a picture in a textbook.

At this point, he stood up, as if breaking the stillness of the scroll.

The students all looked sluggish.

They even wonder if they're dreaming.

But just now, just sitting motionless can scare the dark mage into fleeing in all directions—

Only Anse Air can do it.

This is not a dream.

The students' eyes were excited and frenzied.

The elf's eyes fell on the crowd, and the headmaster walked over, and he only rolled his eyes lightly and nodded.

Anse Air walked slowly down the steps.

The boy who had just eliminated all the demonic qi just by showing up showed a faint smile.

The young man's snow-like face, when he smiles, he has a more and more beautiful sense of beauty.

He reached out and gently took a girl who walked out of the crowd.

So, after a few seconds of silence.

The crowd blew up.