The old man put away the chessboard, pursed his lips, and said slowly: "I really regret it, little one, I thought you could take a few more steps, and that little girl Diana can at least support until she eats more than two-thirds of my old man's chess pieces." ”

The old mage stared at Constantine and said calmly: "For magicians, spiritual power is a very, very important power, but spiritual power is not everything, and the use of spiritual power is even more crucial.

"To be a good arcanist, you must know how to use every mental power in battle like the most stingy miser, instead of throwing out all your capital as soon as you get on the field, like an upstart. ”

"That's the second lesson I want you to learn. ”

Constantine was thoughtful.

"From today onwards, your task is to play chess with my old man, when you can eat half of my old man's chess pieces on this chessboard, you will be qualified. Joey said lazily. "Don't underestimate this process, little one, after playing chess for a long time, you will find that your mental power will grow faster than if you meditate all day. ”

Constantine sighed and said, "Old man, you can tell me directly, your main purpose is to find me to play chess with you, right?"

Joey coughed twice in embarrassment. "Less nonsense, little one, have you rested enough? ”

Sure enough, in the next few games, Constantine was killed again without a piece of armor, and Joey showed no mercy at all, and the black chess pieces moved murderously towards the white side.

At first, the boy was able to parry hard, but as the battle progressed, more and more white pieces were out, and the mental power he spent became more and more terrifying.

And the more mental power is consumed, the more he can't concentrate on thinking about countermeasures, so there are many flaws, resulting in an even more impressive number of chess pieces being captured.

It's an endless loop with no solution.

In contrast, Joey is in good spirits, and when he is smiling, he has an endless stream of killer moves, which makes the teenager tired and mentally tortured.

As the sun set in the distance, Constantine dragged his exhausted body out of the gate of the magic tower and stumbled back to his dormitory like a lost soul.

Many of the mages passing by recognized the young man who had defeated Rommel and greeted them one by one, but Constantine ignored them, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Seeing the young man's staggering back, a group of mages looked at each other.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I heard that the Dean allowed him to practice in the Magic Tower, could he not have seen a ghost in it?" said a mage, the Dean allowed students to enter the Magic Tower for several months, which is a common occurrence in the history of the Royal Academy, so seeing Constantine walk out of Joey's Magic Tower, although envious, no one was surprised.

"Isn't it going to be used by Lord Joey to test any new magic?" said a mage cautiously, "The Archmage has always had a strange temper, I heard that Newton went to the tower last month for an apprenticeship, but was caught in a certain plane by a teleportation circle, and almost couldn't come back. ”

"And then?"

Fortunately, he came back with an apple in his hand, saying that he was in that plane, and he was hit on the head by this apple that fell from the tree. ”

"Shine on the top, Lord Joey's magic tower is so terrifying, so should I go or not next month?" Maxwell in the crowd smiled bitterly.

"Hey, you say, could it be that the Dean did something to Constantine?" said a noble-born mage in a low voice, his face strange.

The magicians present were not fools, and their faces changed drastically when they understood his hint.

"Glory is above, Lord Joy is over a hundred years old, how can he still do that job?"

"For a great mage, a hundred years old is really not old, maybe after a man lives to be more than a hundred years old, his orientation will also change. The noble mage laughed dryly.

Everyone was horrified, and Maxwell made up his mind that he would have to call in sick from the academy next month.

.........

In the magic tower, Joey was sitting alone with his chess pieces, and the light of the setting sun shone through the window into the spacious room, gilding it with a layer of peaceful golden yellow.

The light gradually condensed, and a figure in a white robe appeared in the room, and the holy breath rippled.

"What a nostalgic sunset!" the old man looked at the twilight that dyed the heavens and the earth a golden red, and was a little distracted.

"Yes, the friends of the year are all scattered, I don't know if they still remember those happy days. Joey absentmindedly placed the chess pieces, "I'm sorry, old god, I just played a few games with that kid, so I won't play chess with you later in order not to spoil my good mood." ”

"You made quite a fuss in the sewers the other day. "Even the palace was disturbed, and His Majesty sent someone to ask me about it yesterday, and I just went underground and found that someone had broken the magic circle I had placed there, what happened?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just one of those old guys who watched the sunset together and came back to me and got into a fight. Joey said lightly.

The Pope's pale eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Younas, is that him?"

"First of all, I want to make a statement, you have to carry this pot, if you hadn't handed over the Holy Key to that kid so early, where would Younas have been eyeing him?"

Joey put down the teacup and said with some annoyance: "If it weren't for that kid at the last moment, like she did back then, he triggered the power in that pendant, maybe my old man wouldn't have come back." ”

"Younas has been running his dangerous heretic order in the north for decades, you know better than me what kind of guys are inside, he was so bold as to send someone to kill Diana last time, and this time he appeared in Olympia City in person, don't you tell me that so many clergy in your church are used as decorations?" said Joey in a cold voice.

The Pope walked to the window, "There are people in the church who are helping him, and killing you should be the same as those people's request." ”

"Grandma, you gang of gods are vying for power, it's my business, you're fine, make my old man miserable first. Joey waved his hand angrily and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "If you don't take a few more time gems to compensate me, Lao Tzu will turn his face with you." ”

The Pope ignored Joey, "You just said that the kid triggered the power of the Holy Key?"

"Don't try to get away from it. Joey scolded and was about to say a few words, when he suddenly paused, his expression a little uneasy.

South of Olympia.

To the south of the city lies a large area of deep mountains and dense forests, which are inaccessible and far from the bustling city, and there are no roads and teleportation circles, except for a few adventurers who are happy to hunt, only a few low-class nobles who live on the outskirts of Olympia come here from time to time during spring hunts or autumn outings.

Therefore, no one knows that there is such a mansion hidden in the depths of this dense forest and mountain.

The style of the mansion is ancient and elegant, and outside the hall is a quiet garden of more than 200 square meters, in which there are many statues carved from snow-white marble, most of which are famous angels or saints in religious legends.

The head angel sculpture is the famous archangel Gabriel in the canon, he stands on a ten-meter-high stone platform, six huge wings outstretched symbolizing his status as the highest seraphim, with a handsome and indifferent face, overlooking the vast land in the distance.

The main building is a two-storey snow-white building, and the second floor extends out into a terrace several meters wide, with medieval minarets towering high.

Anyone who sees this scene must be dumbfounded, how can there be such a luxurious building in this barren mountain range?

Unless it is a wealthy merchant or a great nobleman, who can build such a mansion?

However, even those experienced adventurers who are lucky enough to be here are not destined to get out alive and tell the secret.

In the dense forest, hundreds of pairs of eyes scanned the surroundings of the mansion with a cold gaze, and anyone who dared to step into this area would be killed on the spot.

Even without these guardians, the defense of the mansion itself is far stronger than it seems, and there is a huge magic circle buried under the ground of the garden, and many stone sculptures are the eyes of the circle, using them as the base point, forming a protective barrier covering thousands of meters, and the stalker has nothing to hide under the power of magic.

At this moment, on the chair on the terrace of the castle sat an old man, dressed in a simple white robe, looking a little shabby, like an ascetic who lived in seclusion in the mountains, with a face of vicissitudes, and a hundred years of years precipitated in gray hair and hairy eyebrows.

"And the Lord said, Enter by the narrow gate: for wide is the gate that leads to destruction, and the way is great, and many enter in, and narrow is the gate that leads to life, and the way is small, and few are found. ”

The old man's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was resting, but he was muttering the famous sentences of the "Divine Codex".

After a long time, he opened his eyes, his eyes were unwavering, he looked at the black-robed man in front of him, and said calmly: "Younas, is your injury better?"