The atmosphere at the Royal Academy of Magic and Wizardry of Teist has been strange these days, the academy is full of students who are talking and whispering, and even the professors who usually have a serious face can't help but join the ranks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Most magicians are quite arrogant people, especially in a prestigious school with a long history like the Royal Academy of Magic and Wizardry, both teachers and students are not surprised.

"Calmness is a must for every magician. This sentence is always on the lips of the vice principal, and it is used to educate the new students who have just entered the school.

Even if the throne is inherited, the new king ascends the throne and other important matters in the eyes of ordinary people, not every magician will care. After all, in the group of magicians, the chances of being born as nerds or academic freaks are not ordinarily large, and many people are actually blind to politics.

But today, almost all the magicians have a look of facing a great enemy, and even a few old monsters who have been staying in the magic tower on weekdays are alarmed, and they show their faces in the academy together for the first time in the afternoon.

Most of them don't remember the last time these high-flying magicians were so nervous.

In the Teist Academy, the girls' eyes were full of worry, while the teenagers secretly clenched their fists.

"I know that there must be enemies who are afraid and jealous of Senior Brother Rob's talent, and don't want to watch him grow up, so they sent someone to infiltrate our academy and kidnap Senior Brother Rob. "Someone swears by it.

Everyone gasped when they heard this, what level of master must the other party have to be able to quietly rob the hope of the future of the human race under the noses of the president, vice president, and dean of academic affairs?

Shadow Stalker, Underground Elves, or Relic of the Gods? Anyway, whoever it is, it must be a ninth-order master!

And it's not good, the other party has more than one ninth-order dispatch this time,

Because only such a luxurious lineup can hide from Principal Steins, who is also a ninth-order, and the legendary magic circle under the Royal Academy of Magic of Thist.

It is said that the magic circle was built by twelve super mages seven hundred years ago to protect young mages during the war years, and judging from the results of the next few hundred years, it really lived up to its reputation.

Since its completion, the magic circle has never been breached from the outside, and successive headmasters have further repaired it, filling in the loopholes, and occasionally adding new features.

In short, to this day, this magic array can be called an impregnable wall. What's more, there is also Steins, a ninth-order super mage, who is personally in charge, so the so-called "enemy has more than one ninth-order" is not deliberately sensational nonsense.

However, Steines himself obviously disagrees with this statement.

The headmaster looked at the little turtle in the fish tank that was playing and playing by itself, and his face turned pale.

On the other side of him, the vice president and the dean of academic affairs also had serious expressions, but there was a faint hint of ridicule in the eyes of the dean.

They were all gathered in Rob's magic tower now, but the three people in the room hadn't spoken for a long time, especially Headmaster Steins, even if he just sat there quietly, the coercion belonging to the ninth-order super mages also made the two eighth-order archmages feel a little depressed.

The Dean of Academic Affairs began to miss the super-comfy bed in his magic tower, and the barrel of elven wine under the bed.

Fortunately, the principal finally broke the long silence.

"What do you think?"

"Nonsense, just nonsense. Vice Principal Deman was really angry this time, and the old man even had a crooked beard, "Does he know what he's doing? Do you really think that you can run around in the name of a future super magic master? Does he know how many people on this continent dream of killing him? Once the news of his sneaking out of the Teist Royal Academy of Magic spreads, it is simply shouting at the masters of other races, come and kill me, come and kill me! That kid is just a sixth-order quasi-demon master, and compared to those powerhouses who have been famous for many years, he is not a fart! He's just looking for death by doing this, no, we need to find him before anyone else else does, and get him back. ”

The Dean of Academic Affairs scratched his head and was full of admiration, but he expressed his opinion on the little turtle on the table.

"It's amazing, it's the first time I've seen someone who can break the headmaster's big tracking technique without you noticing, it deserves to be a super magic genius that is rare in a hundred years in human history, tsk, this idea, it's simple, but then again, this is probably the most chicken sixth-order magic I've ever seen in my life, except for being able to transfer the big tracking technique you put on him to this turtle, it doesn't seem to have any other effect at all, with all due respect, this sixth-order spell he newly invented is completely a shame for the wizarding world." ”

The Dean of Academic Affairs is not exaggerating, the vast majority of magicians can only passively accept knowledge, learn all kinds of spells left by their predecessors, and may not be able to create a magic of their own in their lifetime, and Rob is known as the hope of the human race is not without reason, in addition to his unparalleled speed of advancement, his understanding of magic also makes many old magicians who are empty of age embarrassed.

But even for a super genius like Rob, it is not easy to create a spell, it takes a lot of his energy and time, especially the sixth-order spell is already a high-level spell, and it is estimated that this quasi-magister has been busy with this matter since he advanced to the quasi-magister.

The dean of academic affairs had to sigh that this guy really did anything to escape.

Considering that the Great Tracking Technique is a seventh-order magic, and it was the headmaster himself who released this spell on him, it is not an ordinary difficulty to use a mere sixth-order spell to crack the truth, and others don't have to think about it at all, and even for Rob, this problem is not easy to solve, so this guy actually couldn't help but take a trick in the end.

This is also why the dean of academic affairs would say that this sixth-order spell invented by someone is the weakest spell he has ever seen in his life.

If the spells that are currently popular in the wizarding world are compared to universal solutions, then Rob's transfer technique is a pure and unique solution.

For example, the Grand Tracking Technique released by the Headmaster can be applied to Rob, the Vice Principal, or any other person he wants, and there is almost no limit to its applicability, but Rob's transfer technique is completely unusual, and the spell must meet two necessary conditions.

First, the Great Tracking Technique it is targeting must have been unleashed by the Headmaster.

Second, the object of transfer must be the little turtle in the fish tank. It can't be any other creature, no, strictly speaking, not even other baby turtles, even if they look exactly the same!

Yes, this spell created by Rob is so bad! The effect can only be used for him to escape from the principal's clutches, and there is only one chance, once the angry principal decides to kill the little turtle he left behind, his sixth-order spell will be abolished.

However, it was precisely because of these two harsh preconditions that he had no friends that greatly shortened Rob's time to solve the problem, and it only took him more than half a year to construct a sixth-order spell to solve the magic tracking mark set by the principal on him, which is simply unbelievable in the history of human magic.

The Dean of Academic Affairs sighed, "I told you before, you are too strict with that kid, he is either in your magic tower for intensive training or meditating in his own magic tower, not to mention in love, he doesn't even have time to jerk off, he has stepped out of the magic tower only a handful of times over the years, no wonder he always wanted to run away in the past few years." ”

"If you want to be the greatest magician, you have to be able to endure loneliness. The vice principal disagreed, "But I really admire this kid, three years ago, he failed to escape for the nineteenth time and was captured by me and thrown into the simulated elemental field for a summer, and after he came out, he never showed the slightest desire to escape, until the advanced quasi-magister, and took the time to come up with this kind of messy spell to deal with the principal, yes, his escape this time is indeed a well-planned plan, and he actually succeeded in deceiving all of us." ”

Headmaster Steines sneered, "What's the use of being thorough, the sixth-order levitation technique can fly at most a hundred miles a day, I have already sent a message to Richard, the head of the Second Knights, asking him to take someone to chase him, calculate the time, it is time to catch him, hehe, I am also worried that the training content some time ago is a little too much, I am relieved to see him so energetic, Deman, when that kid comes back, let's start our carefully prepared devil trial." ”

The dean of academic affairs shuddered when he heard this, and silently expressed sympathy for the genius boy named Rob in his heart.

Sure enough, it was never a wise choice to provoke a ninth-order super magus at any time.