After leaving the stands of Jiuyou Academy, half of his face did not immediately turn to the stands of other colleges.

He squeezed sideways through a narrow door at the edge of the stands, walked through a long corridor that twisted and deep, and finally came to a simple room.

Because the room is located directly below the stands, the roof is sloped, and through the gray-white ceiling, you can faintly hear the stomping and cheering of the spectators in the stands.

There was no decoration on the bare stone walls on all sides of the room, except for a row of paulownia wardrobes in front of the inner wall, and only a slender wooden stool in the center of the room.

This is the rest area of the No. 1 hunting ground. Normally, the hunting teams that come to the No. 1 hunting ground for training will rest in this long and narrow room, change into hunting robes, and maybe pull up the table and hold a tactical discussion in the room.

But today is clearly a special case.

All of the hunting teams are fully equipped in the school's rest area outside the hunting ground, so this room is obviously a bit redundant - of course, the 'Half Face' probably doesn't think so.

He skillfully walked to the row of paulownia wardrobes, opened the third cabinet door, and found a white robe from inside.

This is an Alpha Academy robe.

Perhaps because it was an old robe, the silver-white robe was a little shiny, and the black trim was a little shaggy. Most wizards at Alpha Academy would refuse such an unseemly robe, with the exception of 'Half Face'.

He took off the red Jiuyou courtyard robe on his body, and then took off the blue starry sky courtyard robe inside, and then changed into this white robe directly.

As he stuffed the two changed robes back into the cabinet, a white grimace mask slipped from the wooden cabinet.

Half Face picked up the mask, pinched it, hesitated for a moment, and finally stuffed it back into the cupboard.

"I can't keep my eyes off anyway, so it's useless to wear it......" he muttered to himself, closing the cupboard, picking up the notebook and gambling ticket on the bench, and turning to leave the lounge.

When he reappeared in the stands, he was already standing in the middle of the young wizards of the Alpha Academy—it was clear that the slightly shabby white robe had won him a lot of strange attention.

"One of the keys to doing business is to get as much attention as possible from your customers...... If I can't even attract the attention of my customers, how can I expect you to be willing to pull out a lot of golden beans for me?" Half of his face was peddling his gambling tickets to several young wizards of Alpha, grinning as he justified his dress.

The young wizards from the family obviously had reservations about his words, but this did not prevent them from taking out handfuls of jade coins and golden beans to buy some 'happiness' and 'happiness' at the school hunting party.

The 'half face' didn't linger in the stands of Alpha for too long.

When the parchment slips in his hand had disappeared many more, he finally caught a glimpse of a gray-robed wizard beckoning to him at the edge of the stands.

"That's it, that's it for today!" shouted with half a face, put away the law book, put the peacock feather back into his breast pocket, and then greeted him with a smile: "Hurry up early tomorrow...... There is still more than half a month to go before the school hunt!

Waving his hand and greeting the guests, Shi Shiran, who was 'half faced', squeezed through the crowd and disappeared from the sight of these young wizards in the blink of an eye.

He didn't go very far, either.

Careful to avoid the attention of the others, 'Half Face' followed the gray-robed wizard to a narrow staircase.

Similar to the lounge under the stands of the Nine Colleges Academy, there is also a different scene under the stands of the Alpha Academy.

On both sides of the long corridor are elegantly decorated wooden doors that resemble the depths of Alpha Castle.

After turning a few corners, the gray-robed wizard stopped in front of an ochre-colored wooden door.

'Half Face' noticed that none of the wooden doors had a door god hanging from them.

The gray-robed wizard lifted a small hammer hanging from the door and tapped lightly on a round wooden castanets beneath the lintel.

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

A dull thud sounded, only a little dust knocked off the top of the head, and it didn't come far through the dark corridor.

The wooden door opened silently.

The gray-robed wizard didn't go in immediately.

"Sir, Mr. Nevelle has arrived. The gray-robed wizard bent slightly into the room in respect.

'Half Face' also involuntarily straightened his back, trying to maintain his weak dignity in this oppressive environment.

"Come in. A deep voice rang out in the room.

The gray-robed wizard leaned sideways, motioning for 'half face' to enter the door, and then he followed behind him, quietly closing the door again.

As soon as I entered the door, the 'half face' suddenly lit up in front of me.

It is a spacious lounge.

A large floor-to-ceiling window occupies an entire wall opposite the door, from the ceiling to the baseboards, almost entirely in the bright glass window.

The sunlight shone in through the window diagonally, and I don't know if it was magically filtered, it didn't look dazzling at all, but only gave people a bright and soft feeling.

Outside the window is facing the 'Eye of the Vortex', exactly the same.

Every bit of that small world, every move, can be seen clearly through this window.

In the center of the lounge, there is a small boxy coffee table. The black polished marble top, with specks of silver-white light, looks like the deep night sky.

Around the coffee table, a circle of white low-backed soft leather sofas is neatly stacked.

There was a tall figure sitting on the main seat of the sofa, although this figure had his back to the door, but when the guest who had just entered the door saw this back, he immediately knew that he had not gone to the wrong room.

In the corners around the lounge, behind those low-backed sofas, there were still some figures standing.

'Half a face' didn't just glance around.

Now he is a cultured alpha wizard, so he must show enough politeness in front of his master.

So he remained silent until his master spoke.

But that doesn't mean everyone else in the room will do the same.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Neville!" a sturdy wizard stepped out from behind the low-backed sofa and reached out to the 'Half Face' with a rude smile on his face: "I'm Andrew Taylor, from Quebec, just a freshman this year......"

Half of his face—or Mr. Nivelle, as we might call him—noticed that the stubby finger that stretched out was covered with magic rings.

"Ah, of course, of course. Mr. Neville let out a smirk, pinched Andrew's finger and shook it, then quickly withdrew his arm: "Little master of the Taylor family...... Not long ago, he had just rejected an invitation to a duel in front of one of the young cubs of the Karen family...... You're much more famous than most of the werewolves in Alpha Academy!"

Andrew Taylor's eyes widened suddenly.

His face flushed.