Marcos had been hesitating at the entrance of the Academy of Magic for a long time, and the reason for this was that Gillens had been talking to a dark elf girl at the entrance. Writing "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info considering his taboos, Marcos could only wander outside the academy.

But this was the first time that the dark elf woman herself had seen it, and her dark purple skin, pointed ears, and disproportionate stature to ordinary humans would be very strange in the eyes of any human, and even some people who were too extreme would call them heretics. Similarly, the Dark Elves do not want to see humans, they bury themselves underground, and they will not hesitate to banish anyone who wants to get close to the Dark City. If you go too far, they may even kill you on the spot.

But there are two sides to everything, and there are also people among the dark elves who have no prejudices against humans. The same is true for human beings, and this kind of recognition that exists under widespread mutual hostility is actually rare.

"Is she the Dean Saran?" Marcos muttered as he looked at the dark elf woman.

After a while, Girlens accompanied the dark elf woman to the academy, and Marcos had to go up to talk to the magicians at the gate of the academy, and he could tell that the faces of these magicians were very nervous. Of course, the reason is that there is always a potential danger, although many ordinary people do not believe that the magic array of Sky City will crash on the west coast after the power is completely lost, but the magicians are not bored enough to make such jokes.

Led by a magician, Marcos made his way through most of the academy to the academy dormitory. After telling Marcos Mirna the house number of her room, the magician hurried to the entrance of the academy.

It's not hard to find the room Milner is, but it's up to her luck to decide if Milna is in the room. He knocked on the door, and Mirna's voice followed, "Who?"

"Marcos!"

Milna trotted to the door and opened the door, "It's Marcos, come in." ”

Marcos walked into the room and saw Uma too, sitting at the table eating, looking like he had been hungry for days. "Marcos. He said hello.

"Uma. Marcos responded to him.

"Would you like to have a drink? But I don't have any alcohol here. Mirna asked.

"A cup of coffee was fine. Marcos sat down. "No added sugar. ”

In a moment, Mirna brought a cup of strong black coffee to Marcos, "Are you sure you can drink this no-sugar thing?"

"I'm sure, thank you. Marcos took the coffee cup.

Milna also found a place to sit down, she certainly didn't think that Marcos would be bored enough to come and talk to her, he must have something going on. Now, Uma is finally full. He leaned back in his chair and sipped on hot tea.

Marcos pulled out a small piece of the dragon-human skin, and he placed the skin on the table, which was covered in congealed blood, praying to Uma not to vomit at the sight of it. In fact, Uma didn't vomit, he could only tell at a glance who the little piece of skin belonged to, and so did Mirna. Marcos explicitly said Lucas's name, which was all too familiar to the two of them.

Uma picked up the drakeskin, "Could it be that you cut it from Lucas?"

"It's taken a lot of effort. Marcos said.

"Unbelievable. Uma shook her head, "This dragon skin feels like holding a magic crystal full of magic in my hand. ”

"After all, they belong to magical lifeforms. Mirna answered.

"It at least shows that you can hurt Lucas. Uma paused, then continued, "Have you tried to communicate with it?"

"I failed. ”

Uma sighed, and Marcos' answer was in his own expectation. After all, when I met Lucas, I had planned to communicate with him, but it was in vain. It's not so much a reluctance to communicate, it's just that Lucas doesn't take humans seriously at all.

Marcos also told the two of them about the possible weaknesses that Lucas had already exposed, which is worth referring to anyway. I believe that for Mirna, as a magician who controls the four elements, it is not difficult to use dark attribute magic to attack Lucas. But the point is that someone has to keep Lucas in check, knowing that most magic releases require chanting time.

"I can try, and the academy will discuss the countermeasures for Sky City tomorrow. I could tell from Dean Sharan's expression that she seemed to have made up her mind. Milna said.

Uma smiled bitterly, "That's great, otherwise why would I be so tired of asking for help from Hutton Marr." ”

"Will you two join in the deliberations?" asked Marcos.

Both of them shook their heads, "This is a matter for the higher echelons of the academy, we just need to carry out the final orders of the academy, because we still belong to the students here anyway." Marcos nodded thoughtfully.

"So, I guess there's more to this thing than just for us to see, right?" Uma tapped her finger over the drakeskin.

"It's very unlikely, but I wonder if I could ask you to help me study this dragon skin, and I think the results of this research may allow the blacksmith to create a targeted weapon. ”

Uma smiled, "No problem, but don't get your hopes up, even we can't fully understand the power of the dragonmen." ”

"I'd love to hear you say that. ”

"Do you have any way to deal with Lucas? I don't mean that it has a low resistance to dark attributes. Mirna asked, she had been concerned since just now, although Marcos didn't say it on the surface, but she could still see that he had a certain degree of certainty and confidence.

However, Marcos's answer was unexpected: "I'm sorry, that guy may have other hidden abilities, and I can't draw out all those abilities that may be hidden." If it weren't for Kaija, or that damn ghost, I probably wouldn't even have this skin back. I'm sure Camilli should have told you that Maffeo had also been to Sky City, and to be honest, I'm just like him, that guy is really scary. ”

Mirna was a little dismayed when she heard this, because it didn't sound like a good thing, and if just Lucas and his men could stand in the way of almost everyone, then there might be more powerful magical lifeforms in the upper echelons than Rucas.

Marcos got up in time to say hello and left the dormitory, everyone had their own things to do, and since Uma had agreed to his request, it might be better to give them a little more time. What's more, it's time for him to find a blacksmith to fix his weapon. Being able to use a broken weapon is so great that it hasn't reached that level of its own. In such a situation, it is obviously unwise to go into battle with a broken weapon.

At the hotel, Maffeo helped Freya in her room with a disgraced hand back and forth the materials needed to make bullets and grenades. This is not the Heavenly Realm, and there is no logistical supply from the Imperial Capital to provide her with ammunition. While munitions experts prefer to make their own powerful munitions, sometimes, especially in times of war, logistical supply is also a part that cannot be overlooked.

In the midst of Maffeo's whining, in Freya's counting, the eagle in the sky whistled and whistled up a warm wind towards the miraculous Sky City.