Chapter 473: Return
Grey Rain Country, Division of Truth Thoughts.
Different from other regions, the tender season is the darkest time in the Grey Rain Country, because in this rainy season, the gray rain in the Grey Rain Country often rains for a week or two, and it is said that the longest "grey rain" in history runs through the entire tender season, and the mage union even had to send spellcasters to help the farmers drain the "flood" accumulated in the fields.
This time, the gray rain in the tender season is not too big, even if it does not stop all day and night, but the light rain that falls on the ground is continuous, although due to the dense rain, the gray rain country that has been shrouded in dark clouds all year round has almost completely fallen into a state of complete blur, but compared to the flood caused by the rain, such a light rain is just right.
In the Truth Thoughts Division of the Agrey Swamp, spellcasters who have been studying spells for ten years will not care about these common rains, for them, the entire Agrey Swamp is muddy and damp all year round anyway, even if there is more rain, it will be nothing.
Now in the quiet mission hall, the apprentices are more concerned about a figure standing in the middle of the hall.
Whether it is an apprentice-level apprentice or a full-fledged instructor, every mage who passes by that figure will be polite and perform a standard mage salute as a sign of respect.
The mages did this for obvious reasons—for the old figure was none other than the nominally most powerful spellcaster in the branch, Master Kirkweilun.
Due to the presence of this smiling old man, the entire Hall of Truth Thoughts was silent at this time, and none of the apprentices dared to laugh and make noise as usual, and almost everyone walked around with their heads down.
The pressure brought by a master-level powerhouse to others is too great, even if Kirk Weilun does not reveal his coercion at all, but his identity alone is enough to make all the apprentices dare not make a sound.
No one knows why this well-resourced Rank 19 spellcaster would be smiling and smiling all morning in this hall, but this kind of unusual situation can still make all mages with or without a task choose to leave the hall in a hurry.
The atmosphere in the Truth Thoughts Branch was so oppressive, and even though Kirkweilun's smile seemed to be full of kindness and warmth in this hall lit by fluorescent balls, the apprentices still had the illusion of being out of breath.
Now that even the official instructors are trying to speed things up as much as possible, it seems normal for the apprentices to leave the hall after handing in their tasks.
"Why did the senior tutor appear in the mission hall, I didn't dare to hand in the task when he stood there."
A young apprentice walked briskly to the door of the mission hall with his head buried in his head, looking at him as if he had just finished the mission and was about to leave, but the speed of walking that was almost trotting had already revealed the panic in his heart.
Behind him, a timid girl apprentice dragged the young man's robe with his fingers and followed with his head down, seeing that there was no joy on her face at all to complete the task, after all, now Master Kirk Weilun was smiling and staring at the direction of the door, which undoubtedly gave the girl apprentice the illusion that he was being targeted by a master-level powerhouse.
"Let's go, it's not something we can talk about as a master."
"Uh-huh".
The young man who walked in the front nodded in agreement, he grabbed the bag of magic materials that he had just exchanged from the hall and walked out of the door quickly, looking at the cold sweat on his forehead, if there was no accident, as long as he left Kirkweilun's sight, the two little mages, a man and a woman, would definitely run away in the mud.
But the two teenagers and girls did not succeed in making it out of the gate.
I saw that the young man who hit the head had just stepped forward, and his body directly hit a transparent barrier.
The strong reaction force caused him to fall down the stone steps of the mission hall, and the young mage who was following closely behind the boy also tripped over the boy's robes.
"Oops"!!
As the bag came out of his hand, a whole bag of "frost white stones" was scattered directly on the stone steps of the hall, and the young mage who was sitting on a sharp frost white piece was even more painful, and the corners of his mouth were crooked.
But...... No matter how painful it was, the frightened teenager and girl couldn't make any sound in the next second.
Because...... I saw it next to their heads...... A light purple ball of light that appeared at some point was slowly floating up and down in the air.
"Master Spell Spell - Kinetic Blast"!
Even if they don't know what spell they are facing, the two apprentice-level little mages can still feel the terrifying energy contained in the spell, and there is no doubt that as long as that ball of light explodes slightly, not only the heads of the two of them will be turned into ashes on the spot, but all the apprentices below the official level in the entire hall will definitely not be spared.
In just a moment, the entire mission hall seemed to be frozen in an instant, except for the mechanical reception golem that carried out the mission instructions, all the apprentices and official mages stood in place with cold hands and feet, which lasted for more than ten seconds, and no one dared to move a little in the huge mission hall.
The young man who sat on the stone steps hugged the trembling young mage in his hand, and he slowly looked up at the door that had dimmed.
Then, he, and all the mages who looked at the gate, were shocked to see the cold figure standing in the middle of the gate, blocking the sunlight from the doorway.
It was a spellcaster wearing a red-striped robe on a black background, and the hideous staff on the opponent's back exuded a strange aura all the time, and the hood that lowered the brim of the hat almost hid the entire face of the opponent, and through the shadows, anyone could only see the pair of ice-blue cold pupils under the hood.
There is no doubt that the powerful spellcaster who is standing in the doorway at this moment, bounces away the young mage who is eager to rush out of the door, and instantly releases a master spell - it is Punk!
"What a grand welcome...... When did the apprentice of the Truth's Thoughts become so reckless"?
Glancing coldly at the two apprentice-level mages sitting on the ground shivering, Punk frowned slightly.
The perennial vigilant habit makes Punk unable to tolerate the sudden approach of any matter or energy, just now he actually planned to restrain his breath and quietly enter the mission hall to hand over the "Dragon Slayer" task, but the two little mages who suddenly crashed into him undoubtedly stirred Punk's nerves, and now it seems that the "kinetic energy blast" released by his conditioned reflex has frightened the entire hall-level mage.
However, Punk was not one to care about this, even when he saw the mages in the entire hall trembling in place, Punk still only shook his head slightly.
In fact, the moment he entered the door, Punk actually understood that his low-key was meaningless, and the core purpose of his hidden aura was not to bump into the troublesome Kirk Weilun, but now it seems that ...... Everyone was already standing in the middle of the hall waiting for him, and he didn't even have to think about it!
But............ It doesn't matter if you can't hide from it!
You know, the current punk is also a nineteenth-level powerful spellcaster, and the hole cards he has have reached an endless level, even Ovac and Southend have been successfully killed, and at this moment he will be afraid of a Kirkweilun.
Thinking of this, the confident punk simply calmly overflowed the terrifying "kinetic energy blast", and then, he walked directly into the hall.
Anyway, the goal of Punk's return is to hand over the "Dragon Slaying Mission" and get exchange points, as for what Kirkweilun is waiting for himself here...... Then let him go.