In the hazy dream, the memories of the past appeared in front of Constantine like a long picture.

When he awoke from his dream, he saw a familiar scene: Heine's face covered with an open book, sleeping drunk, and Euler constantly looking down and calculating.

He woke up from that strange dream, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned for a while.

People always have to have a few dreams in their lives, and according to common sense, these dreams will gradually blur afterwards and be forgotten by the dreamer with the passage of time.

But the dream was so vivid that every detail was imprinted in Constantine's mind: the endless flames burning the earth, the roaring tides of the world, the falling stars, the frozen desolate world, and finally the deepest darkness......

Fear, palpitations, doubts...... Many emotions came to his heart, and what made him feel a little frightened and uneasy was that there seemed to be a voice in the depths of his soul that reminded him that these images in the dream were real, and they were originally part of his memory.

Leaving this thought running down his spine, Constantine struggled to his feet, washed up, tidied up his housekeeping, and began his day's study.

At the head of the bed is a blue crystal pendant.

It was found yesterday from the magic book given to him by the old astrologer, even with the eyes of Constantine's bounty hunters, he couldn't see what material this pendant was made of, and after studying for a long time and finding nothing, Constantine had no choice but to put this blue crystal pendant of unknown origin into the gray ** magic box.

The moment the box was closed, what Constantine didn't see was an invisible light flashing on the surface of the crystal pendant.

After packing up their textbooks, the three of them left the castle, and along the way, Euler and Heine rarely did not taunt each other, the former looking down at a problem he had done the night before.

The latter held the book of Schiller's "Epic" in his hand, and read it as if he had fallen for an evil spirit, reading it intently, dancing and muttering to himself from time to time, attracting the sideways glances of the mages passing by, and those who did not know thought that this guy had been hypnotized or something.

First of all, there should be a few minutes of silence for the three of them, the last lesson this morning was actually a history of magic class.

Constantine was the first of the trio to fall in his dormitory, a privilege that had belonged to Heine until now, and under the hypnotic slow voice of the old witch, his eyelids began to fight with such a disgrace that he could only prop his chin on his hand to make sure he would not fall headlong on the desk.

The other students were no better than him, and after only five minutes, more than half of the mages in the classroom had been "killed" in the tug-of-war with the old witch's hypnotic sounds, and only a few mages were left struggling to hold on.

Ten minutes later, the classroom was filled with a rhythmic ensemble of snoring.

Twenty minutes later, only Euler and Heine were still standing in the classroom, but they weren't listening at all.

While Constantine rubbed his eyes and wondered if he should find an opportunity to sneak out, the old witch continued to lecture in a slow, low, outrageous voice.

"From the beginning of the dark Middle Ages, spellcasters of mystical abilities of various races began to explore the mysteries of magic in different ways for different reasons, such as wealth, power, truth, immortality, or dialogue with the gods. The old witch said intermittently.

"Humans were not the original users of magic, the ancient High Elves discovered the language of the gods from the ruins left by the primeval era, combined with the elven script, created the earliest spell system, and became the first magicians. ”

"The master craftsmen of the dwarf history, while studying the weapons of the ancient gods, discovered the mystery of alchemy for the first time, and laid down the law of alchemy based on the principle of equivalent exchange. ”

"The shamanic prophet of the beast tribe first introduced the concept of 'soul' to explain the source of spiritual power. ”

"The ancient sages of mankind, on the basis of delving into the magical civilizations of other races, summed up the simple theory of the elements. ”

The old witch, the teacher of the history of magic, closed the book and said slowly: "All the major races study magic in different ways, and the most different paths come to the same end, maybe this is an invisible coincidence of fate, or maybe it is also the inevitability of the historical process. ”

Although the Middle Ages have been criticized by many historians as a dark and ignorant age of savagery. But it is an undeniable historical fact that in the early Middle Ages, thanks to the joint efforts of the major races, the magic system was able to take shape, and magic was no longer considered a force that only the gods could control. ”

"Magic has sprung up, and the creatures under the stars, since Ragnarok, have finally raised their heads proudly, and have been able to hold the authority that once belonged to the gods. ”

It was as if a bolt of lightning swept through Constantine's consciousness, illuminating the hidden images in his memory, and he woke up suddenly.

Before he could react in shock, the bell for the end of class had already ringed.

Just as he pondered where this feeling came from, the old witch had crept out of the classroom, and at the same time, the mages who had been sleeping on their desks sat up energetically and began to chatter about something.

"Hey, have you heard? A magician from the Duchy of France sent Rommel an invitation to a duel five days ago, and the duel was at noon today, and the duel began in an hour. A mage excitedly shouted, "The location is in front of Yinmeng Lake on the mountain behind the academy, you can visit if you want to go." ”

Hearing this, many mages were discussing.

"Isn't it?

"It's someone else who came to challenge him this time, what's going on?"

"Why don't you go and take a look. ”

"Should we first observe a second of silence for the magician who challenged him?"

After a shout, the mages rushed out of the classroom in a swarm and ran in the direction of the hill behind the academy, where only Constantine was left.

Constantine had also heard a little about Rommel's deeds by now, and since defeating the high-ranking mages in that entrance examination, Rommel has become famous in the magical circles of the imperial capital.

Less than a week after enrolling, he challenged another mentor in the academy, who was also a high-level mage who wore the Golden Balance Badge.

The duel lasted less than five minutes, and Rommel defeated the high-ranking mage with an eye-popping spell casting speed, and before leaving, he left a sentence: "If you can come to the Imperial Royal Academy to be a mentor at this level, we can judge an archmage by pulling any pig with our dragon lance." ”

This kind of empty declaration angered many magicians of the Holy Empire, and soon a mage from the Imperial Magic Guild publicly wrote a letter to the Academy, reprimanding Rommel for his rude behavior and demanding an apology from Rommel.

A day later, the letter-writing Imperial mage received an invitation to a duel from Rommel.

In the end, this mage chose to fight, and since he dared to accept the invitation to duel, of course he had confidence. Although he doesn't have the magic power of a high-level mage, he is equipped with several high-level magic items, which is more than enough for a high-level mage to challenge the average level.

On the day of the duel, the mage stood in front of the gate of the Magic Guild headquarters, facing the countless people of the empire who had come to watch, and proudly declared that he would teach this arrogant dragon lancer a good lesson.

This imperial mage is named Sadie, the nephew of the current vice president of the Magic Guild, and his magical talent is also quite good, but unfortunately he has not been very valued in the guild, and many colleagues privately said with disdain that if it weren't for his uncle's relationship, with his rank, he wouldn't even be qualified to enter the guild.

The depressed Sadie has always wanted to find a chance to prove himself, to prove that even without his uncle's support, he is a magician who should not be underestimated.

Now, when the opportunity came, Sadie was dressed in a luxurious magic robe and held a valuable magic crystal staff, looking at the people of the empire cheering for him in front of him, and noticing the fiery eyes of those delicate girls holding flowers in their hands.

That's what I want!!!

In the corner of his eye, the corner of his eye swept to the stepping stone that would soon become his fame slowly walking towards him, and the dragon lance mage's eyes flashed with the most uncomfortable emotion that made Sadie the most, that emotion was called contempt.

Don't you all look down on me, very good, let you see my strength today, Sadie clenched the high-level magic wand given to him by his uncle, who was the vice president of the guild, and sneered in his heart.

After a mock duel ceremony, Sadie quickly distanced himself from Rommel, ready to teach the boy a good lesson.

However, what caught him off guard was that the battle didn't go according to the script he had envisioned from the beginning, and at the beginning of the duel, before the attack spell he had prepared could be cast, a series of brilliant flames of light roared.

He hastily unfurled an elemental shield, but in the blink of an eye, the elemental shield cracked like a bubble.

Sadie was taken aback, he was still very confident in his basic skills, theoretically speaking, a standard elemental shield could absorb the magic of two or three fireballs, and the shield added by the wand could resist even the mid-level "blazing beam", how could it be disintegrated in one shot?

He didn't have time to think, and just as he was about to return fire, another barrage of magical light shot at him.

Damn it!

Sadie hurriedly activated several protective spells stored in the staff in advance, and the light of many magics such as [Fire Protection], [Ice Crystal Armor], [Arcane Barrier], [Resistance to Toxicity], and [Calm Aura] wrapped him tightly.

These protective spells are all powerful, tried and tested spells, and cover a variety of areas, effectively dealing with magic damage with different attributes.

When the light of many defensive spells lit up one after another, the feeling of winning returned to Sadie's heart again, so many protective magic, even a high-level mage would not want to break it for a while.

However, the next moment, the slap of the goddess of doom mercilessly slapped him in the face, and countless brilliant magic smashed on the unbreakable combination of defensive spells in his eyes, and layers of brilliance extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Each incantation recited by Rommel did not exceed five tones from beginning to end, and theoretically, a spell with no more than five syllables could only be a beginner-level magic, which was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg in the face of many defensive spells, but the cruel fact presented to Sadie was indeed that the young man in front of him, according to the chanting standard of elementary magic, finally exerted the power of the intermediate magic level.

It's so fast, how can it be so fast? Moreover, how can it be so strong? Sadie felt the tip of his tongue almost bitten by himself, and the extreme shock and fear made him tremble.

The speed of spell casting is inversely proportional to the level and power of the spell, a law that is unbreakable in magic duels below the crown level, and Sadie has always believed in this, but after seeing this unimaginable scene in front of him, Sadie suddenly felt that every letter in the textbook he read was insulting him.

When the aura of all the protective magic dissipated, Sadie only had time to cast a [Immobilization], which he released in his hurry, and in his haste, he also mistook the target of the spell, and finally fell on himself, turning himself into a target.

With a bang, the last [Arcane Barrier] was blasted open, and a strong air stream erupted, lifting poor Sadie away, if it weren't for the effect of the magic robe on his body, this air flow alone would have made his head bleed.

Lost.

Sadie sat on the ground, his mind blank, he felt like he hadn't done anything wrong from the beginning to the end, how could he lose?

In the crowd, looking at the depressed nephew, Clark, the vice president of the Magic Guild who was watching the battle, shook his head and sighed, as a magician, he could naturally see Rommel's way of casting spells, in this battle, Sadie's performance was actually decent, and some details were also remarkable, and it was not difficult to win a magic duel in normal times.

But against a monster like Rommel, ordinary strategies simply don't work, let alone Sadie, if you change any high-level mage in the guild, the result will not be different.

The magicians present could more or less appreciate Rommel's perversion, but for the rest of the laymen, especially the people of the empire who watched the excitement, where could they see this?

All they saw was that Sadie was beaten like a shrunken turtle while he had a staff, unable to perform even a decent attack spell, and then he was blasted out by the arrogant dragon lancer.

They booed in disappointment, and their gaze at Sadie was nothing but disdain and disgust.

Many of the angry Imperialists spat at Sa'di and left in indignation, in their eyes, Sa'di had lost the face of the entire Holy Empire, and the women who had been going to cheer Sa'di turned their faces away, and even sprinkled flower petals on Rommel as a sign of disdain for Sa'Di.

Sadie got up and left without saying a word. He realized that after this, he would no longer have any chance of getting ahead in the magic guild, and even for a long time, his name would be nailed to the pillar of shame in the magical world of the Empire, losing all dignity and being ridiculed by the people.

He staggered away, his back lonely and desolate, unheeded.

Contrary to Sadie's gloom, after this battle, Rommel's name became even louder in the magic circle of the imperial capital, as unstoppable as the rise of a comet.