In the ward of the Magical Hospital directly under the Royal Academy, Julils opened his eyes.

At first glance, he saw the sun that he had not seen in a long time, and the warmth jumped on his eyelashes. Reminds him of his childhood.

At that time, he was a wandering teenager, wandering the streets of France all day long, and his only income was to rely on the flames of his hands to attract the attention of passers-by, in exchange for a few copper plates to fill his stomach.

He didn't know that there was such a thing as magic in the world, and he didn't know how rare his abilities were.

Until that day, a luxurious carriage stopped in front of him, and a middle-aged man with a graceful bearing walked down from the carriage, and when he saw the small fireball dancing on his palm, the middle-aged man showed a surprised expression, and said: "You can master the fireball technique at such a young age, this talent is better than Juno." ”

He could hear that the middle-aged man was praising himself, his waist straightened, and the fire in his hand beat more vigorously, and he knew that the harder he performed, the more likely he was to have a delicious meal of toasted bread in the evening.

"Poor little one, you can follow me from now on. The middle-aged man stroked his beard, and couldn't help but say, confused, he took him to the carriage and drove to the oldest and noblest building in the city.

In that building, called the Grand Duke's Palace, he changed into new clothes, new shoes, and for the first time in his life, he no longer slept on the cold and damp floor, but on snow-white sheets, he no longer had to worry about hunger, and more importantly, for the first time in his life, he had something called family.

The memories were interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps, and with a bang, the door opened, and Juno hurried in, a letter in hand.

"How many days have I been asleep?" Julils rubbed his eyes.

"A day and a half. Juno replied, and at the same time said with concern, "Brother, you don't have any problems now, right?"

"Except for a little stuffiness in my chest, there's nothing wrong with that. Julius said, "What about Constantine?

"At this point, why are you still thinking about that thief? Juno pouted dissatisfiedly, pulled over a chair and sat down, "Don't worry, that guy is very good, and now the whole academy is rumored that he beat that bastard Rommel down, hmph, if it weren't for that wand, how could he have done it?"

Julils just smiled.

"Don't you wonder how that guy did it?" Juno blinked.

"You know, as long as your friends are fine, it's a good thing. Julius said lightly, "Also, Juno, don't be so willful in the future, Rommel is not an orthodox magician in his bones, he is a real soldier who can kill people without blinking, not something that ordinary people can provoke." ”

"You, you always like to think about others, don't you think about yourself?" Juno, sighed.

"For an orphan like me, it is already a luxury to have the happiness I have now, so I never force anything, and if I do, I want you and my father to live safely. Julils casually picked up a magic book by the bedside.

He was a little surprised when he saw the letter in Juno's hand, and said, "Father sent you a letter?"

"It's not Daddy, it's Constantine's thief's roommate, an idiot named Heine, well, he started by asking you about your current situation in the letter, but the content is actually something very sensual. Juno's face was slightly red, "The last time he sneaked into my bedroom and was blasted out by me with magic, I didn't expect this guy to actually stalk me, and I have to ask someone to stuff a bunch of inexplicable letters under my bed every week, it's really annoying." ”

Julils smiled faintly, "It seems that our little princess of Flange finally has her own suitor." ”

"Brother, do you know how famous you are now?" said Heine in the dormitory, holding the Epic in one hand and his eyes lit up. "Now the whole college is talking about your heroic deeds of making Rommel Kate's life a scarred person who can't take care of himself, and several girls asked me about your name the other day. ”

Constantine was now using a silver fork to deal with the remaining half of the beef on the plate, and his mouth slurred a slurred answer.

"Tsk, how can you be so indifferent, let me, a great poet, teach you some routines for writing love letters. Heine's eyebrows fluttered, looking at his excitement, as if he were the one who had beaten the "notorious" dragon lance mage into the lake of dreams.

"Constantine, that girl named Juno is looking for you. Maxwell, in the next dormitory, pushed open the door and informed Constantine.

Heine's ears pricked up, and he said, "Are you sure you heard me right, she didn't come looking for me?"

Maxwell said, "I swear in the name of the Lord of Radiance, she did not mention your name, not a single letter. ”

So Constantine went downstairs under Heine's frustrated gaze.

In the hall on the first floor of the castle, Constantine met Julius's sister, Juno, the eldest daughter of the current Grand Duke of France.

"I'm sorry, if you expect me to thank you, you'd better be excused. Juno said coldly, "What I want to tell you is that the wand in your hand from the alchemy altar originally belonged to me. ”

"Oh, I see. Constantine said calmly.

"Listen, I was going to beat you up and snatch the wand back, but for the sake of making Rommel make a public fool in the academy, it can be considered offset, and I will give the wand to you for nothing. Juno waved her hand, looking light.

"Oh..."

"What kind of attitude do you have? Believe it or not, I'm going to drag you out and beat you up right now. Seeing the indifference on Constantine's face, Juno couldn't help but reveal his true form, and added a sentence fiercely.

"Miss Juno, your hands are still wrapped in bandages, and honestly, it's not convincing for a sick person to stand in front of him and say such a thing. ”

“......”

Juno resisted the thought of reciting the incantation, but the image of Julils lying in the hospital room came back to her mind, and she resisted the urge to go berserk.

In Fran, Juno is not afraid of anyone, even those mages whose magic strength is above her, and she never dares to use her full strength in a duel, so she has always thought highly of herself in her heart.

Even after coming to the Holy Empire, entering the Royal Academy of Magic, and meeting many geniuses, her arrogance has not been restrained at all, and the classmates around her who know her identity are afraid of her background, but at least they maintain a superficial awe of her, which makes the eldest lady even more proud.

Rommel looked at her with unusually contemptuous eyes that day, and sneered at her, and she couldn't help but shoot at the other party in a fit of rage, but was easily knocked to the ground by the dragon vein warlock, and then there was the comment that the mages of the flange are a bunch of stupid donkeys.

This fact hit the arrogant eldest lady hard.

Afterwards, Constantine defeated Rommel on the shore of the lake, much to the applause of countless mages of the Holy Empire, and she was happy, but she also kept reassuring herself that the thief had won by luck with her extraordinary magic staff.

But in the hospital room, her brother calmly told her that if the person who took the staff was not Constantine, but her, the one who would win it in the end would only be a dragon vein warlock.

Juno believes in his brother's vision very much, and it must not be easy to be a mage who is so highly praised by his brother.

Therefore, she finally controlled her arrogance, did not say anything, just glared at Constantine, turned around and wanted to leave, judging from the past temper of the eldest lady, this is already a "gentle" courtesy.

However, when she reached the staircase, she turned her head and said, "Let Heine not write me those idiot letters in the future, or I will consider whether or not to let him taste the water of Inmeng Lake as well." ”

After saying this domineering sentence, the girl turned and went upstairs, leaving a proud back.

Constantine secretly mourned for a few seconds in his heart for some unrequited love.

Putting aside this interesting episode, Constantine gradually realized that his status in the academy seemed to be somewhat different.

Walking in the academy, you can meet a group of mages pointing at him anytime and anywhere, some mages will even rush up to shake hands with him excitedly, and some female mages will show unnatural shy expressions when they are stared at by him.

Even as he was eating, he could hear someone whispering behind him: "This is the magician who threw Rommel's invincible fellow into the lake and poured a big mouthful of water." ”

"Flooding" became one of the most popular words in the Royal Academy of Magic during that time, and it was used in a variety of ways. Such as:

"I'll go, this exam is so difficult, I'm going to be flooded again.

"What, you did your homework again today?"

"Classmate, this class is practicing fireball technique, don't fill it with water..."

There will even be young couple mages who will shyly say to each other when kissing: "You are a little lighter when you pour water......"

.........

Invisibly, Constantine added a glorious touch to the colorful campus culture.

After becoming famous, he continued to practice swords, memorize books, learn spells, and visit places of interest in various parts of Olympia in his spare time.

His attainments in magic have also deepened, especially in the arcane arts, and in less than two months, although the progress in elemental magic has been slow, the progress in the arcane has been rapid.

The first semester came to an end after a week of exams, and Constantine's grades were quite impressive among all the students, which greatly relieved him that the semester of penance had not been in vain.

Heine was a little distressed, because he was very embarrassed by his grades in several courses, but the great poet was naturally not shackled by these things, and after throwing his report card into the wastebasket, Heine continued to hold his "Epic" and spent his first winter vacation with relish.

I don't know why, Rommel didn't come to trouble him, this dragon lance genius finally restrained a little arrogance after the last small setback, and there were no more matters such as duels, and on the day of the exam, Rommel left the magic academy and returned to the dragon lance dynasty.

The Julius siblings also returned to the Duchy of France, and Constantine finally returned the wand to Juno, which was the result of Heine's death and begging, and Constantine no longer cared about this, and knew the careful thinking of his roommate, so he made concessions.

Before leaving, Julils turned back to him and smiled, "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me, Fran also needs a magician like you." ”

Juno was still cold to him, but the hostility in his eyes was much less, "Tell Heine that if you want to pursue Miss Ben, you must first cultivate to the level of beating Rommel down like you before considering it." ”

A staff in exchange for the friendship of the children of the two archdukes did not seem too much of a loss, Constantine scratched his head, and finally gave up the plan to relay the original words to Heine, otherwise, the future great poet's winter vacation time would inevitably be overshadowed again.

The days were leisurely, and compared to the previous ten years of constant exile, assassination, and travel, Constantine's time at the Royal Academy was as refreshing as jasmine tea brewed in the afternoon.

During his stay at the Academy, he received an additional letter from Diana.

In the letter, Diana first congratulated him on winning the duel, giving a sigh of relief to the mages of the Holy Empire.

Then, she changed her words and mentioned that because of that duel, many people in the imperial capital had already noticed him, and his status as a priest was bound to make some people uncomfortable, and he should be more careful.

However, it was the last paragraphs of the letter that really caught Constantine's attention.

"His Majesty the Pope is my teacher, and his goal is not only to make me a saint, but to train me to be his future successor, to be a true leader of the Church. ”

At the last Council of Cardinals, he had already made this intention known, but many bishops objected, especially the Archbishop Meron of the South, who was the most likely person to become the next pope according to his seniority and age. ”

"But neither my teacher nor Bishop Cicero wants a bastard like Meron to become the master of the Temple of Radiance. In the letter, she unceremoniously attacked the most powerful archbishop in the Holy See. "Meron is the biggest maggot in the church, he only has power and profit in his eyes, he has no faith in the light at all, and he is not worthy of inheriting the position of teacher. ”

"In order to fulfill the teacher's wish, becoming a saint is only the first step, and the most important condition for this first step is to take charge of the Templar and gain the support of the Templars, otherwise, it is impossible for a saint in name to gain a foothold in the temple. ”

"The Templar is the second largest force in the Church after the Knights of Radiance, and I must keep a strong force in my hands. ”

"Unlike the rest of the Church, there is only one way to pass on the Templars, and only those who defeat the previous Templar Master are eligible to receive the allegiance of all Templars in the Church, so I must have enough strength to defeat the current Chief Templar of the Templars before the Council of Cardinals in three years' time. ”

"In the end, no matter how bumpy the road ahead, I firmly believe that the glory is with you and me. ”

The handwriting on the letter was beautiful and graceful, but through this letter, the girl's determination was already on the page, and Constantine could even feel the girl's determined gaze when he wrote the letter.

Constantine didn't know much about what kind of existence he was, but he was sure that he must have been an unusually powerful figure, otherwise, Diana, who had always been bold and cheerful, would not have used such a resolute tone in her letters.

Could it be that even she, as a god, had no expectations for the goal of defeating the Templar Master?

He placed the letter on his desk and studied it carefully for a while, and Diana Ken had obviously placed great trust in herself by telling herself such a great secret.

So, he decided to do his job as the next private pastor and write a good reply to Diana.

However, when he unfolded the snow-white letterhead, his hand holding the quill unexpectedly hovered in mid-air for a long time, and did not fall, and he hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to write.

A drop of ink dropped, watering a black lotus flower on the snow-white letterhead, and at that moment, countless pictures of the past appeared in front of him.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally put down his pen, and the pen rustled on the thin letterhead, and in a few blinks of an eye, a sentence was completed, and there was only one sentence on the huge white paper.

"We are the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the world is theirs and ours now, but it belongs to us after all. ”