"Whoosh. ”

Two dazzling rays of light continued to flicker, and Kanongamon and Ivan slowly walked out of the teleportation magic array.

Ivan shook his dizzy head, and waited for the blurred time to pass, before he glanced around the environment, surrounded by wide and tall bookshelves, on which were stacks and piles of old yellow literature scrolls, as well as miscellaneous items like humanoid puppets.

When Ivan saw the old man with a burgundy nose and messy hair sitting on the desk in the center of the room, with a red-eyed frog and reading glasses lying on it.

Ivan finally remembered the strange old man he had seen in the Teaching House when he first entered the Supreme Academy of Magic.

I remember that at that time, Aloobis also told them in a deep tone that he didn't want to see them a second time in the Academy, which meant that the Academy was to punish students who made mistakes, and he Aloobis didn't want the scholars he reported to be called to the Academy for violating the rules of the Academy.

But the world is unpredictable, today he Ivan returned to this training house, the old man of the training house was obviously very impressed by Ivan, smiled at Ivan, and Ivan also returned a salute.

"Mushad, don't give me a smile, just say, how to get rid of this matter. "In front of the old man's desk in the Academy, there stood a bald old man in a black robe, who was none other than Retans' teacher, the high-ranking mage Wari.

"Severe punishment, of course, severe punishment, but the premise is that what you say must be true. Brushing his beard, the old man in the training house called Mushad was not in a hurry or slow, as if to him, that little thing was not a matter at all.

"Don't you still believe what Vari says, I've known you for hundreds of years, and I've never told a lie. Seeing that Mushad didn't believe him, Wari felt like he was going crazy.

"I naturally believe your old Wari's words, but this incident was not seen by your own eyes, but relayed to you by your disciples. Shi Ran bent up, and Mushad's face was as calm as ever.

"You fart. "You old thing, don't you mean that I am reliable, and my disciple's integrity is not reliable?

"I didn't smell it. ”

"......" Wari.

"Lord Mushad, although we don't have any evidence that can directly point to Torre, this matter is not untraceable, and the Academy must be very experienced in this kind of thing. Seeing that his teacher was so angry with Mushad that he couldn't speak, Retans couldn't help but speak up.

"Damn, it's spatial turbulence, Jesse. Before Mushad could say anything, a voice full of monstrous anger came from the magic circle.

Three brilliant rays of light continued to radiate in the magic array, and the three of Eras stumbled one by one and walked out of the magic array in embarrassment.

Everyone in the room was surprised to see the three of Eras now, and they didn't know what they had encountered, and they would become like this.

I saw that Eras's originally neat and clean black robe seemed to have been cut by some sharp blade, and the robe was ragged and embarrassed. In particular, the lower half of Eras's robe has almost become strips of cloth, and he can't even cover his body.

Everyone only glanced at Eras, and quickly looked away, after all, the lower body of a hundred-year-old man was too unsightly, and it was strange that he didn't have a long needle eye.

Behind Eras, Torre was in high spirits on the Puppet City, and he stood up almost against the wall, with a snow-white face, as if his mana was extremely consumed, and he was recovering with his eyes closed.

Finally, there was a middle-aged high-level mage, with a deep blood mark on his chest that slashed his entire body, and the pungent blood and blood flowing all over the ground made this high-level mage look seriously injured.

"Camellia Secretion"

The pale fingers flickered, and after a complex and rhyming spell, Kanongamen's palm condensed into a gentle green light, and everyone could clearly see a pale green camellia in the green light, dancing, as if it were natural.

"Woohoo"

A few drops of the fragrant liquid detached from Kanongamun's palm and seeped into the mouth of the badly injured high-ranking mage.

"Ahh

"Thank you. He thanked Kanongamon gratefully, and there was no major problem except for the pale look on his face from excessive blood loss.

Kanongamen bowed his head slightly, which was considered an answer.

"What the hell is going on?" Seeing the tragic situation on the three of Eras, Mushad's heart sank, and it seemed that the academy, which had been calm for so long, was about to make waves again.

"The only passage inside the Netherdome City was blocked, and Erath, Jesse, and I spent a lot of time trying to get through that passage, and when we found the students inside the Netherdome City, the secret realm began to crumble.

Time was not enough time for us to save all the students, and it was a great blessing to be able to rescue one Torre, but unfortunately Mentor Jesse died in the spatial turbulence at the last moment. "The middle-aged high-level mage slowly said the matter.

As the middle-aged high-level mage continued, Mushad's face became deeper and deeper, and it seemed that what was thrown into the calm water of the academy this time was really a stone of considerable weight.

Unlike Mushad's deep face, Retans and the others on the other side were very relaxed, and wasn't it the hateful Torre who had fallen into that kind of death situation?

"Wicked people have their own evil deeds, Mushad, the death of more than a hundred mage apprentice students, the loss of a high-level mage, plus the collapse of a resource-rich secret realm, if this is all an accident, I don't think anyone will believe it. Wari sneered.

"Well, it's a bit weird. Mushad nodded in agreement with Wari's words on the surface, but in his heart he wanted to quickly plug Wari and his big mouth, this old Wari who is not a big deal, when will this habit of protecting the short be changed, all add fuel to the fire on the side.

"Hehe, I also told you just now, my disciple and his companion were unable to safely evacuate to the interior of the Netherworld because of Eras's disciple Torre Kid's viciousness and blocking the passage inside the Netherworld.

Let's ignore Torrey's guilt for causing my disciples and others to fall into a dead situation, as they themselves said just now, it was because of the delay in breaking the passage that they failed to save all the students in time, and they also caused Tutor Jesse to fall unexpectedly.

Therefore, Torre, a vicious villain, should be the culprit of this incident, and I propose that this person be sent to the Inquisition and hanged. Hearing Mushad's approval, Wari seemed to be encouraged by something, and his tone became more and more cheerful.

Hearing this, Retans felt a little that his teacher was really exploding! He couldn't even recognize the calm and reasonable old man in front of him, or it was not his hot, domineering, and bad-tempered stinky old man's teacher.

Even Retans felt so, and Mushad, who had known Wari for hundreds of years, was naturally shocked, but no matter how shocked, he couldn't handle this tricky matter by himself, after all, Eras was a member of that faction.

"Wari, you don't have any evidence, your words are too arbitrary, and I don't think Mushad has the right to deal with such a big matter. Eraths gave Wari a cold look and said slowly.

Wari looked at Mushad inquiringly.

"That's right, this matter is too strict, and it needs to be directly submitted to the trial court for investigation, and my teaching court has no authority to deal with it. Mudesha said.