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When Renard re-entered Enriel's Academy of Magic, he had just entered the school through the identity test, and he used a "shadow veil" spell on himself to turn his face into a featureless student face, which is a formal mage-level shadow magic, which can disguise his face as something else while slightly reducing the sense of presence, but the official mage can see through it if he looks closely.

Although a summer vacation had passed, Renard still didn't want to greet anyone, and after changing his face, he walked through the crowd without getting any attention. He silently came to the shadow of a grass, arranged a guard circle around him, and lay down directly, he planned to sleep for a while now, meditate in his dreams, and wait until the evening to return to the dormitory.

This holiday, he took over Acton's tavern, and he ran several mercenary missions by himself, but he didn't get any decisive information that could help him complete the mission, although he got a lot of small information, such as Leighton Green likes to go to the Qinglou, but every time there is a close protection at the door of the middle-level mage, or the matter of being beaten in the noble district of Kiamz Green.

Renard drew up many assassination plans, but he vetoed them one by one. He could easily kill Kimmz Green, but if he did, it would mean that Leighton Green would definitely survive, and he would probably be unlucky, so he had to wait for his chance.

After the awakening of the graveyard, Renard's spell cultivation entered a strange stage. The sacredness of his body became more and more pure, but the shadow of his soul was also becoming more and more pure, and the soul and body with completely opposite attributes could be perfectly integrated, which made Renard very strange, but he couldn't figure it out, so he didn't continue to think about it.

Shadow magic does not exist in the human world, and there is no way to learn the materials, but fortunately, the Book of Death gave away several shadow apprentice spells and official mage-level spells, so that Renard did not waste his shadow talent. And this veil of shadow is one of the gifts of the Book of Death.

After a few hours of meditation, the vigilance circle around Renard slowly dissipated, and Renard, who felt the elemental dissipation, opened his eyes, and at this time it was completely dark, and he was the only one left in the original grass. He got up against the cool air and walked to the cafeteria, intending to bring dinner back to the dormitory. After eating, continue to meditate in your dreams directly, without wasting every obvious opportunity.

After all, he was still far from a second-level mage. As he approached the dormitory, Renard slightly suppressed the elemental fluctuations on his body, pretending to be between a fifth and sixth level apprentice. When he entered, he reluctantly greeted Charles and Dale, who lived nearby, but fortunately their emotional seal was still there, and he didn't think about Renard's absent-mindedness, and then went back to the house directly, turned on the air conditioner, lay on the bed, and continued to meditate in his dreams.

The next day, Renard and a group of students who had been languished by the end of the summer vacation sat together again in the classroom where they had first arrived. Good thing Dalle is still here. The students happily shared their summer experiences:

Most of them didn't do anything, they ran around and played, a few went to the church as temporary pastors to treat their injuries, and there were no mercenary missions like Renard. When Durga walked back to the classroom, took everyone's names, and gave out the class schedule, they were dismissed. But at the end of the day, he let Renard stay.

It wasn't until everyone else had left that the ever-kind smile on Durga's face faded, still smiling, but more tired. Durga's tone didn't change at all: "Carmel, you've broken through, right?"

Renard nodded, he didn't expect his breakthrough aura to be able to hide from Durga, who was also a cultivator. The reason why he was so relieved was because there was almost no light on Durgar's body in the dream he had encountered the God of Truth before, and his actual faith would definitely not be so devout.

Renard didn't show any joy, and so did Durga: "I've heard about you." By the time the Greene family suppressed this matter, they had already greeted the city guards, the council, and our church. During that time, they even sent two people to keep an eye on me. So I'm sorry, I can't help you much, even though you're my best student, and this thing...... So ugly. ”

Renard pursed his lips, "Mr. Durga, I never blame you. It is their responsibility to blame and blame the Green family. Durga nodded, his eyes a little relieved, but more bitter: "You are not reckless, you are very mature, I am glad for this, Carmel." I'm also responsible for this. In fact, it is not once or twice that students have been sealed because of their feelings, and they have not bypassed the danger or offended people who cannot be offended. There are also voices within the church that the seal will be lifted, but what the church needs more than the safety of the students is the devout faith and enough pastor output. Sometimes, I feel more like a shepherd dog than a priest. At this point, Durga stopped, knowing that he was speechless, and Renard did not reply.

Durga said: "I can probably guess the reason why you want to hide it. But the suppression of your own mana fluctuations can't be concealed from a more advanced mage like me, who is in the same line as you, or a mage of other lines who are more than three levels apart. If you meet with other priests, the news of your hidden strength will definitely be revealed to the ears of the Green family. Renard was startled, and at the same time a little glad that he didn't go to church to work, and at the same time disguised his face when he entered the school: "So, Mr. Durga, what should I do?"

Durga pulled out a small bracelet from his pocket, which had a generic peace charm on it, and the whole was dull and unremarkable, similar to the cheap trinkets that could be bought on the street for two copper coins:

"I'm a man who fears death, Carmel, and as much as I would love to see justice done, I don't have the courage to stand up to the Greens. This is something I made during the holidays, as long as I don't encounter the deliberate probing of the middle-level priest or the high-level mages of other departments, it can ensure that you can hide the fluctuations to the level of a seventh-level apprentice, and even if you become stronger, it can help you hide a lot. ”

Renard took it carefully and put it directly on his hand, and he felt that the mana fluctuations that were overflowing from him weakened themselves without control. Renard bowed, "Mr. Durga, you've done me a great favor!"

Durga nodded: "In addition, there is only one promise I can give you: if you find a way to kill the people of the Green family one day, when Burderick Green wants to investigate, my colleagues and I will help you cover it up." This is the only justice we can do, Carmel. ”

After Renard thanked him again, Durga regained his gentle smile, the same smile as the rest of the clergy. He walked out of the classroom with Renard, and then Durga began to talk biblical nonsense to Renard, while criticizing Renard in a cryptic tone for not praying properly during the holidays. I don't know if it's an illusion, but Renard felt an eye staring at Durga following him from outside the classroom. But there was no one around.

Listening to Durga's false reprimand, Renard remembered the first sentence of the description of a legendary weapon written by the church of this world, "Pale Justice", which he had seen in the library: "Justice is inherently inferior and pale compared to other powerful forces." After Durga's "reprimand" was over, Renard just came to the exit of the school building, and at this time the sun had completely risen, and the sunlight sprinkled on Renard's face, making him can't help but squint. He sighed quietly and said to himself, "Justice...... It's really pale. ”