The autumn wind swept through the sparse fallen leaves on the ground, and flew forward with a rustling sound. The crisp persimmon trees on the street www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion are already full of heavy fruits, and the fruits are slightly red in the green, and the lush green branches and leaves are interesting. Children are still playing in the streets, and passers-by are hurrying to finish their unfinished business for the day. The cicadas that resounded throughout the summer had almost disappeared by this time, making the City of Water, a famous city located in the southern border of the mainland, seem a little lonely.

The same is true of the white tower on one side of the square. The first batch of graduates of the college has passed away, and most of them plan to go home to visit their relatives and friends before thinking about their next steps. Most of the tutors were not in the academy at this time, and as mature wizards, they also had their own relationships and industries to take care of in addition to their pursuit of knowledge.

Therefore, before the new class of students arrived, there were only a few unfinished mentors left in the 'Albein', as well as the owner of the tower, Vanka Corens.

The old wizard paced slowly along the smooth marble floor. The tower holds many of his memories and hopes for the future of him, Pfister, Hylancia, and many more. At a time when the Brigade had not yet been disbanded and he was still called a "madman" by many, he never imagined that Albein would one day become a place for the teaching of esoteric knowledge. Now it seems that maybe this is a good place for him and for himself.

"Thank you, old friend." He stroked the somewhat cool wall and whispered.

Half a month ago, the follow-up to the "accident" at the graduation ceremony has also been properly handled. Despite claims that three wizards were killed in the attack, the Academy's reputation was not tarnished.

The reason for this is that, on the one hand, there is no one to investigate the accident - Yuffie and Lynn are still alive, and their families have received accurate information, so Alicia and Annaville are not so bored to find trouble; Catelyn's friends knew the truth as it was, and the real enemy for them was the agent of the Lord of Heaven, not the Academy.

On the other hand, most people who become wizards have enough courage. Studying the secret art is a complex and difficult science, and it is not uncommon for you to be in danger or get injured in a normal experiment if you are not careful. Catelyn, Lynn and Yuffie effectively protected more people by their actions at the time, and instead of criticizing the safety of the college, the graduates spread the word about their deeds, invisibly increasing the prestige of the college.

Of course, the original statement adopted to protect the two of them caused some subtle interesting things to Lynn and Yuffie, which is a later story.

The old wizard walked around the classroom and into a vacant room. 'Albein' was used as a former academy, and this room was once a place for practicing spells and fighting. The entire walls of the room were made of expensive alchemy, smooth and tough, and could not be easily damaged by fire, flooding, or even spell bombardment and axe slashing.

Now, though, Vanka wants to use it for something else. The students' usual spell practice can be carried out in the square, and they no longer need to use it here. He recalls the imperfections in the tower, and then makes up his mind.

The old wizard opened his hands and summoned his magic to make the structure of the room change according to his mind.

A wall slowly rises from the floor, the same material as the room, dividing the room into two normal-sized areas. Subsequently, a strip-shaped platform more than ten meters long and one meter high was formed along the walls on both sides of the outer room. At the end and in the middle of the platform, there is a groove - or pool - one meter square and half a meter deep.

Vanka walked to one of the pools and stretched out his right hand with his palm down. Silver light shot out of his hand, carving an intricate and graceful circle into its base. Then, he put his hand on the table next to him and carved a similar pattern, but much smaller.

The old wizard touched the newly formed pattern with his index finger, and introduced a wisp of magic into it.

The pool rippled, and crystal clear water gushed out from the bottom, whirlpooling slightly, filling most of the pool in more than ten seconds. Vanka picked up a handful of water and tasted it, smiling with satisfaction.

"It's probably the purest water available." The old wizard stroked his chin, "As a preliminary teaching of the inner realm, and as an experimental material, it is also very good to drink." ”

The circle is connected to another world with the concept of 'water'.

This universe is not alone. In addition to the 'physical realm' inhabited by humans and other living beings, there are many worlds that overlap or interact with it, each with its own characteristics.

For example, the spirit world in which spirit creatures - that is, ghosts - exist; It is like the reflection of the world, the shadow world of all virtual and real; represents the essence of the soul, the outer realm in which all appearances are determined by its interior; The astral plane, which connects the material realm with the outer realm, is called the bridge of the world; and the Inner Realm, which represents a specific concept, made of pure magic.

According to the research of wizards so far, there are still more unknown 'big worlds' in this universe, not to mention those small worlds that are limited in space and self-contained, commonly known as 'half-planes'.

And the Inner Realm, or how many there are in the Inner Plane, is also an unsolved puzzle. In the known facts, their space is as infinite as the physical realm, and everything in them is made of magic and takes the form of a particular concept. Extracting magic from those worlds and using the convenience generated by their specific forms is one of the main branches of the summoning discipline.

The old wizard walked to the corner of the room and carved another pattern again. He casually threw a ball of waste paper onto it, and as the circle activated, the ball of paper disappeared without a sound.

"Magic can be converted into matter, and matter can be converted into magic." Vanka looked at the pattern on the ground with some fascination, "The matter that is sent into the inner realm will gradually turn into magic that belongs to the same concept...... It is perfect as a means of disposing of garbage. ”

The third pattern is engraved on the ceiling of the room. It blows soft air from both sides, and a whirlwind rolls inward from the middle. The little dust that had originally covered the platform was all sucked into the circle. As Vanka changes the amount of mana input, the wind speed also changes.

"That way, even if they plan to barbecue meat here, they won't make the tower a miasma." The old wizard smiled and muttered to himself.

Finally, he carved several small patterns directly below the pattern on the ceiling. As he had done before, he pressed his finger to the activation circle on one side, infusing it with mana.

"That's the end." He whispered.

There was a loud bang, and the scorching light burst out of the pattern that was no more than a dozen centimeters in diameter, turning into flames that rose into the air. It spiraled and lifted to over a meter high, curled up into a monstrous mass, and then unfurled, forming a humanoid that appeared to be made of flames.

The heat distorted the air around him, and the scorching breath came to his face. The old wizard narrowed his eyes and took two steps back slightly, looking at the uninvited 'guest'.

"Long time no see, Hart."

"Hmph...... You're still generally boring here. A deep voice came from the flames, "And your memory is still terrible, it's His Highness Hart, wizard!" ”

The flames exploded, turning into sharp arrows that struck Vanka's face. The old wizard raised his hand in anticipation, and silver lines extended outward from his palm, blocking out the incoming flames.

The flames dissipated, leaving behind a teenager who appeared to be in his teens. He was dressed in a red coat, but his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were slightly childish, his short hair like flames floated into the air, and there seemed to be a little fire in his red eyes.

In pure magic and concept, the will can also be born, the so-called 'elemental beings'. They are born out of nothingness, return to nothingness after death, and be born again again. On this level, they are almost immortal.

The young man in front of Vanka, who called himself the 'Lord of Fire', was one of them. Of course, in this universe, there are hundreds, if not thousands, of 'lords' like him, or even more. He may have lived far longer than the old wizard, but the nature of the concept of fire allowed him to always maintain the mentality and appearance of a teenager.

"Alright, Your Highness Hart, long and sparse greetings." The old wizard bowed slightly.

"It's not like I remember you." The boy frowned, "Originally, you were the kind of person who would shout 'Hart Imp' and then fight me!" Did you eat something wrong that caused even your temperament to change? ”

"All is well, Your Highness Hart, and thank you for your concern." The old wizard replied calmly.

"Hmph, no sincerity...... How long has it been since we last met? ”

"About twenty years." The old wizard replied casually, for him, the past was long gone, "What are you here to do this time?" ”

"I don't know who is stealing power from the realm under my jurisdiction. I made a pact with you, so I'm here to tell you about it! With his hands behind his back, Aka strode out of the room, followed by the old wizard.

The red-haired boy walked over to the bright arched window and looked outside, "Where is this?" ”

"The City of Water, in the middle of the Kingdom of Kulun." The old wizard replied, a smile on his slightly wrinkled face, "This place is now called Eagle Junior Wizard Academy. ”

"Wizard...... Academy, you? Flames suddenly rose from the boy's body, and the temperature around him instantly increased several times, "What are you fighting for now?" ”

"For the hope that may exist." Vanka whispered, "By what we convey, and by what posterity will inherit." ”

"So, what I told you, are you still going to care?"

Vanka shook his head.

"I'm just the dean of the academy." The old wizard said, "Leave the rest to someone else." ”

Aka looked the old wizard up and down, and there seemed to be a raging flame in his pupils. Vanka was unmoved.

"Forget it." The young man sneered, "Your species has a lifespan of only more than a hundred years. Now you are no longer the wizard I knew. ”

He turned his back, his steps like the wind, his body like fire, "I will go find the thief myself, and burn him to ashes!" As for you...... It's slowly decaying right here. ”

The red dame floated around the corner without the wind, disappearing from the old wizard's sight.

Vanka didn't look any further, he turned around and went back to his room, filling in the unfinished circles.

"When the next class of students arrives," said the old wizard reassuringly, "there will be no need to cook food in the laboratory with alchemical utensils." ”

"They're going to love it."