213 In remembrance
The moment Sivar fell, the elves let out excited cheers, both relieved for revenge and happy for survival.
The Sunset Elf witnessed Sival's drag the entire Necromancy Chambers into Hell, and all his accomplices fell victim to his ambitions, and all his worries vanished in this war of extermination, and the elves' hanging hearts could finally land.
Throughout the entire war, it was so short and there was no danger, behind it was actually the wrestling of several Dharma Venerables, and the elves' actions were just a cover for the surface, and it was a trace of face that the academy reserved for Green Wind.
It can be said that when Sivar was possessed by the Demon Lord, became independent from the Arcane Ring, and took the Academy of the Dead on a crazy path, he was doomed to today's fate.
Of course, he had a chance to change his fate, if he could recruit more helpers from the main house, if he could make the most of it, if he could eat the entire Sunset Elf tribe, if he could conquer the secret realm and obtain the inheritance of Zondrak, he might succeed.
As for the remnants of Sival's descendants, should they be sacrificed in exchange for the power of the devil, or should they be organized as the main force in the counterattack? both options can provide a significant boost, and they have deeply troubled Sival.
However, Sival was a smart man, and he knew that the Dharma Lords would definitely strike at a critical moment, and he also knew that his descendants would not be able to resist several Dharma Figures, so he chose to sacrifice and put his last hope in the power of the devil, hoping that it would change the tide of the battle, but unfortunately this was easily cracked by Eliza, who had insight into the devil's secrets.
It seems that a series of coincidences have combined his ending, and the deep-seated reasons are actually his character and wisdom that limit fate, in other words, some fate is actually an inevitability.
"Thank you very much, my friend!" Morrowind gave Charlie a hug with human etiquette, "Without you, there would be no Sunset Elf today!"
"We are friends and comrades-in-arms, you don't have to be polite!"
Legolas tilted his head slightly and glanced at him, "You're the best young man I've ever met, and you're only 17 years old, if you have the chance, you're welcome to come to the Jade Dream Realm and teach our young elves a lesson." β
This is really a high evaluation, and it is hard to imagine that the arrogant Dawn Elf has such a time.
Charlie smiled back, "Okay, I'd like to go to the Emerald Dream Realm if I have the chance. By the way, when I meditate, I will also enter the Emerald Dream Realm, and I have the impression that it is a place composed of many planets, is there any connection between it and the Emerald Dream Continent where you are located?"
Charlie asks a question that has been buried in his heart for a long time.
A rare embarrassment appeared on Legolas's face, and he paused, looking him up and down a few times, "It's rare for you, a human being, to be able to enter the true Emerald Dream Realm. β
Morrowind prompted, "Mr. Charlie has been blessed by Elune. β
"Oh, I see. Legres suddenly realized and explained, "The Emerald Dream you saw in meditation is the real Emerald Dream, it is the origin of the elves, and it is also the holy land of all elves, and our Dawn Elves are one of the direct branches.
Thousands of years ago, our ancestors came to this planet from the Holy Land and spread out here, and in memory of their homeland, our ancestors named the first continent they settled on Emerald Dreamland. β
Another race that crosses planes!
Hearing this, Charlie was a little shocked and couldn't help but ask, "At that time, did your ancestors master the ability to cross the plane?"
Legolas looked pale, bowing slightly.
Charlie asked: "Half of Sival belongs to the devil from hell, so it seems that crossing the plane is a very common ability, and there should be many races in the thousands of worlds who have mastered this ability, but why is it that there are few creatures from the heterotopic plane in the Wagram continent?"
"Who said it was rare?" Legolas subconsciously asked, and then he realized the problem, and said with a straight face: "It involves an agreement, and you are not qualified to know about this agreement for the time being, so I can't disclose it to you, and it is not a good thing for you not to know." β
"Is the threshold for qualifications a level, for example, a magister?"
Legolas smiled mysteriously, "It can be understood that when you become a Magister, you have a chance to learn the truth. β
Although Legolas did not say it explicitly, Charlie probably guessed some clues, nothing more than to avoid causing some panic and hide some facts from the public, and on Earth, the government often does this kind of thing, so to speak, the Wagram continent is no longer lonely, it is about to enter a certain era, and I hope that that time will not panic the secular world.
Alfred asked, "Mr. Legolas has worked hard and needs help?"
This time Legolas didn't get too strong, a large number of elven warriors needed healing, and he himself suffered an unexplained injury.
"Of course they do, our warriors are bleeding! they could die at any moment!"
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Three days later, in the largest lecture hall of the Arcane Ring, the Demon Pivot Hall, most of the teachers and students of the academy attended, and there were also VIP seats with representatives of the Dawn Elves and Sunset Elves, and the emerging media of the mainland led by the Millennium Magic News and Today's Alchemy News, His Excellency Alfred was preparing to give a speech, a public speech facing the secular world.
"It's finally over!" Charlie sighed, thinking back on the hardships of the past six months, and felt a lot.
The successive falls of Braz and Sival eliminated Charlie's biggest trouble, and most importantly, the secrets of the half-plane were temporarily hidden, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and the result in front of him was almost the best that Charlie could strive for.
Qianxue smiled and said, "Then can the captain return?"
"Can you pursue it a little?" Qian Jue knocked her and said: "This school year is coming to an end, everyone has to be busy with exams in the last two months, and then it is winter vacation, Charlie should go home, the cold of the Demon Hub is not as cold as other regions, and in the worst weather here, even the Skyrim Harbor will freeze, so the winter vacation of the Arcane Ring lasts for nearly two months."
Come back next year, according to Charlie's performance this year, it is a natural thing to be promoted to the second grade, and I am afraid that it will take another year for you little oil bottle.
You say, does Charlie still need to return to the squad?
By the second year, you will notice that the attitude of the academy will change again, and they will encourage solo combat and impromptu teaming in order to improve the overall ability of the apprentices. β
Qianxue was suddenly a little unhappy, "Oops! It's annoying!!"
David smiled: "Qianxue, if you are free, you can come to Haynes to see us! Anyway, the winter vacation is so long." β
Qianxue's eyes lit up, it seemed that she had listened to this sentence, she sighed, "Of course I am willing! But if some people don't take the initiative to invite, people are not too embarrassed!"
Charlie smiled, "I am now an outcast of the Pavel family, living in an ancient castle in the mountains, if you don't dislike it, you can come to my castle as a guest, it is my mother's inheritance." β
Qianxue hurriedly replied: "Okay! Okay!!Then it's decided! When the time comes, I'll let you know in advance!"
That anxious look even Qing Tong couldn't help but smile.
Qianzhu coughed a few times and said softly: "Reserved, where is the reserve? The classmates next to you are all looking at you!"
Qianxue was embarrassed, a few red clouds flew out of her pretty face, her eyes quickly swept around, and she stuck out her tongue.
At this moment, Alfred's quiet voice rang out in the hall.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, I am Alfred, the current Dean of the Arcane Ring.
As you all know, this year is a very special year for the Arcane Circle, and it has seen a lot of firsts: the first Freshman Mission's casualty rate has broken through the historical sky, the first creation of several purely theoretical majors, the first enrollment of non-combatants, the first split, the first time that a Dharma Deity has quit the Magister Council, the first war against the friendly neighbor Sunset Elven Clan, the first time that so many talented apprentices have been lost, the first time an entire army of freshmen has been wiped out, the first time the Necromancy Sorting has fallen into hell and completely wiped out, and the first time that the mundane world has been questioned widely and fiercelyοΌ
I'm so sad!
As the dean, as the president of the Magister Council, I have a responsibility, and so does the Magister Council.
On behalf of the Arcane Ring, I would like to express my deep apologies and sincere greetings to the families who have been injured in this series of events, the clans that have been battered, and the warriors and friends who have been injured in order to save the situation, and the corresponding compensation plans will be announced after the meeting.
Today, I would like to introduce a few people in particular, highlight a few names, so that you can understand the cause and effect of a series of events, the purpose of remembrance is to prevent the recurrence of tragedy, and the pain and lessons need to be remembered at all times.
The first name is believed to be very familiar to everyone, such as thunder, he is Sival Prodmore, the Necromancer Archmage, a member of the Magister Council, and the current director of the Necromantic Magic Branch.
It can be said that the anomalies that have happened in the Arcane Ring this year are all closely related to him, he is a careerist, and over the past ten years, he has gradually turned the Necromancy Sorting into his personal armament to serve his personal desires, and he has turned Twilight into a killing place, leaving the apprentices living in Twilight into a fierce and brutal killing cycle.
Moreover, part of the high casualty rate in the Freshman Season falls on him, and here the second name is involved, 'Blaz', the last apprentice of Sivar, who was given a sub-legendary dagger 'Crimson Fang', which has the ability to devour souls and feed back to its wielder, and many disappearances and murders of dried corpses in Sogo Beach and Twilight Town are closely related to him.
Sivar will do whatever it takes to increase his strength, the purpose of which is to covet the sacred relics of the Sunset Elf tribe, the Kabbalah of Life, and he longs for greater power! He longs to take sole control of the Magister Council! He longs to become the master of the Arcane Ring! He has been blinded by the desire for power!!
So, he broke away from the Magister Council and led the Necromantic Sorting to declare independence, because we would not allow him to do that!
The tragedy was born, and 4,891 apprentices in the main courtyard, 3,120 apprentices in the Necromancy Branch, 271 teachers, more than 1,000 active employees, nearly 2,000 underground residents, and nearly 5,000 members of the Sunset Elves were killed in this war.
How many families have been broken? This is the sin of Sival! It can be said that this is a war with no winners!!"
Alfred deliberately paused here for a few moments, leaving a moment of silence, and then opened his mouth: "Here, I would like to mention one more name, he is a rare positive energy in this war, he is Charlie Pavel!
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