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"Dante Loren?" Murreen glanced at Dante with purple hair and purple eyes.

"Yes. Dante still had a little sweat on his head, and he never forgot the humiliation of that day, as the teacher said, if you want to regain your dignity and glory, you have to rely on the sword and shield in your hand.

"Who is Tashi again?" Mu Lin clasped her hands to her chest, and the aura on her body swept through the audience, and the violent aura like thunder made her feel like a queen.

"I, your brother was beaten by me, how about it?" Tashi stood in front of Dante, his eyes less of his usual smile, but a kind of coldness.

"Are you proud?" Murreen smiled suddenly, but with a certain seductiveness to it.

"It's an honor to teach those who don't open their eyes a lesson. Tashi bowed slightly, looking so sarcastic.

"Even if my brother is wrong, you shouldn't be punished!, so you are guilty!" Mu Lin's flat voice suddenly rose, and the last two words were like two thunder spears, straight into people's hearts.

"The vice president is angry, wow, these guys are in trouble again. Harris picked at the yellow hair in front of him and smiled playfully, his eyes sticking out with disdain.

"It's really overbearing. Cassie took a step forward, in Doco City, and they didn't know what was going on in Lyle Magis.

This Mu Lin was born in the Franco family of Leisai City, the capital of Lesser Province, this is a family that naturally inherits the elements of the thunder system, and the form and style can't help but carry that domineering atmosphere.

Mu Lin is only nineteen years old now, but he has already stepped into the realm of a fourth-order magician and has begun to polish his own thunder mysteries.

Before the legend, in the seven-order division, mages from the first order to the third order belonged to the foundation stage, and when they entered the realm of the fourth-order magician, they could begin to comprehend the mysteries of the system and enhance the power of magic. The sixth-order magister can even peek at the power of rules from the mysteries!

To polish the mysteries is to hone the magical skills you have learned and create your own powerful magical means. This is very different from the creation of the Scholar, whose magical creations can be made available to all mages for learning, and those that are used by means of the Esoteric can only be used by themselves.

"What about being overbearing? I just want an explanation. Mullene stared at Cassie with beautiful eyes.

"If you want to do it, just say it! Tashi frowned and took a step forward.

Behind him, Aragorn, Arsat, Nafi, Cassie, Ike, and Dante looked at each other and smiled, and took a step together, they were one whole, an indivisible whole.

Mu Lin's slender fingers lightly tapped the powder arm, and the gaze of the seven people became a little more solemn.

More unity than you imagined!

"Brother, vice president, they're a bit of a bully!" said a purple-haired boy in the crowd with a sigh of relief.

"You don't understand, Didil. Mondo smiled lightly, he didn't wear a mage robe today, and naturally he didn't find this academy powerhouse of the same level as Mu Lin.

"I don't understand? Darke's affairs are not known to others, don't I know yet? That's really a bad guy, if I do, I'll beat him half to death!" Didier said indignantly, "Although I'm a reformist like my brother, I think defeating them in the open and bright can prove that we're on the right path! Didn't my brother say the same when I lost to Ike?"

"Smack!

Mondo gave Didir a shudder, and said with a blank look, "Who do you think your eldest brother is?

"But the vice president's methods are really not very authentic, and I knew that I wouldn't join the student union. Didir muttered.

"The vice president has gambled on his reputation, but it's also for you!" said Mondo.

"Yes..."

"Okay, silly boy, I'll explain it to you. How much do you know about Ike and them?" Mondo shook his head, if he didn't make it clear today, this kid would have a thorn in his heart.

"Well—" Didir thought about it for a moment, only to realize that apart from his first time fighting Ike, he knew almost zero about the seven of them!

"The vice president didn't come forward for that kind of sneer. Mondo's words were full of contempt for Dalke. "Our reformers are all well-informed, and the rest can be found through other means except for some hole cards that have not been turned. ”

"But what about them? they have too little information!"

"We advocate healthy competition!"

"But that doesn't mean we're stupid!"

"Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles, understand? silly boy!"

"Oh!" Didir laughed again, "I'll just say that the vice president isn't usually like that. ”

"So, let's watch the show, I have a hunch that this time the reappearance of the Forgotten Street is not random. Mondo took a deep breath and cast his eyes on the building that symbolized the supreme power of the Academy.

"How?"

"Lyermagis has been in decline for too long, and the results of our innovation, while steadily improving, are too slow. ”

"We are burdened with the reputation of the four colleges, but we have not achieved the results and strength. ”

"I think a new change has arrived, and the deans are also looking for a new way! Maybe we will have a new life!" Mondo clenched his fists fiercely.

"We're not desperate reformers!

Didir was thoughtful, but he had been in this academy for too short.

At the same time, a fierce quarrel was heard in the Dean's quarters of Lylmagis.

"Hercule, you're so presumptuous, handing over the future of those academies to those old things who have already been put in coffins!

Syllable!

Provost Lawrence slapped the table with his big hand, and roared with a calm face.

Sitting on the leather chair opposite and buttoning his nose, Hercule flicked his finger with an indifferent face, "Lawrence, don't be nervous, I'm also thinking about the academy!"

"For the sake of the school, what a high-sounding statement! You're committing a crime!" Lawrence trembled with anger and pointed to the force.

"Silence!" said Goode King, the dean of the Warrior Academy, as he gestured with his eyes to the dean, who was sitting at the top.

"Dean, what Hercules is doing is so wrong, and I recommend that Dean Herculi be removed from his position and that those children be brought back from the Forgotten Street. Lawrence said righteously.

"Hey, Lawrence, that's what you really think, right?" said Seaman Laika, the director of the Alchemy Academy, with a strange smile.

"What do you mean?" Lawrence glared at Sea-Man.

Everyone in the room was silent, but they already knew it.

As Dean Mercers is getting older, it may not be far before he retires, and the most promising successors to the Dean's duties are Hercules and Lawrence.

"Alright, this is the Council of Lyremagis! not a place for you to argue!" said Mathers.

Lawrence's heart tightened, and the dean's words were somewhat biased in favor of Hercule.

"Dean, I'm for the Academy..."

"I know, but here's one thing I asked Hercules to do. Mathers suddenly spoke in astonishment.

"What? this—" Lawrence was speechless, apparently startled by Maxess's words.

Of course, he was not the only one who was stunned, and the senior leaders of the academy present were all talking.

Maxes stood up, a situation he had already thought of.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have been innovating for decades, but what has happened?

"Nope!"

"We only see that glimmer of light in the darkness, but it is always out of reach!"

"Failure after failure, we are lost again and again, maybe the path we take is not the most suitable for Lyermagis. ”

"No, Dean, only innovation can bring representation, and all that rotten things deserve hell!" roared Lawrence.

"Lawrence, you're too extreme. Herculi frowned.

"At least we've brought Lyle Magis back to life!, but now is the time, wait a few more years, wait a few more years, and glory will come back!" Lawrence insisted, clenching his fists.

"There's no time. ”

Maxhers looked very lonely, "I still want to see again, to see the era that belongs to our Lyre Magis!"

"So I wanted to try, and although I didn't agree with my brother's philosophy, I respected him!" Mercers laughed, "I haven't seen him get angry in all these years, maybe he never took it to heart." ”

"Lawrence, I used to be like you, but now I don't think so, I'm tired. ”

"Dean, I firmly disagree anyway. Lawrence sat down in his chair.

"Alright, let's do it for now, and see if they can stand out in the academy festival selection in three years!"

"It's another reincarnation. ”

As Maxes turned and waved, the crowd stood up and bowed, and then exited the gate behind them.

Obviously, the impact of this memory is huge, and the only unhappy one is probably Lawrence.

Boom!

Lawrence returned to his office and slammed the wall to vent his pent-up anger.

"It's not a good idea to be so angry, dear Mr. Lawrence. ”

The abrupt voice made Lawrence frown, and he turned around in an instant.

Behind the wide desk, a man in an elegant dress sat on the leather chair that originally belonged to him.

The man was wrong, on the desk, with his hands crossed together, with a mouth and an evil smile.

"Damn, why are you here? Don't you know how much trouble you're going to have when you're discovered?" Lawrence shuddered and lowered his voice a lot, but his words were full of eagerness and fear.

"Are you still scared of that?" said the man, retracting his feet and rising from his chair.

"Oranway, this is the realm of Ello, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Lawrence's fist creaked.

"Oh, don't be angry, my dear fellow. Oranwido smiled lightly at the two fangs that bared the corners of his mouth.

"I'm here to help you!"

"Help me, you're a demon, I'm a human, I see you're impatient. Lawrence sneered, but the fist was released at some point.

"No, no, no, you know, those guys from the Bright Sect have been looking for me for almost a month, but what happened?" Oranvideo said jokingly.

"What are you doing here, we're okay after the deal is over!" Lawrence took a deep breath and sat back in his place.

"Tsk, you're a heartless person. I said, I'm here to help you, oh, maybe again, I'll make a deal with you. Oranvido's eyes were as deep as the void, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"I don't think I have anything to do with you!I wouldn't have had any contact with you last time if it wasn't for the healing of my dark wounds!" Lawrence closed his eyes.

"Don't you want to be the dean of Lylemagis Academy?"

Scold!

Lawrence opened his eyes, his fingers slathering at the table.

Seeing this, Oranvido knew in his heart, "Lawrence, don't admit it, we are the same kind of people, we are all ambitious guys!"

"Tell me, what the hell do you want to do!" Lawrence's voice became extremely hoarse, sharp as metal rubbing, this sentence seemed to drain his whole body of energy, he understood that this was a deal with the devil, but the temptation was too great.

"Do me both. ”

"Say!"

"Don't drag the mud and water, good!"

"First one, help me find a strange guy who looks like him here!" Oranvideo threw a shadow stone depicting a guy wearing a star-moon mask.

"I've never seen this guy before. Lawrence's brow was on the verge of constriction.

"Just ask me as much as I can, if I can't find it. Oranvido stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth.

"The second, within the scope of your power, send this kid to this place!"

"Is it him?" Lawrence looked at the familiar appearance, and then said coldly, "Hmph, this is no problem, it will be abolished anyway, there is no difference between dying early and dying later!"

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Hahahaha!"