Sindra smiled noncommittally, and placed her slender palm on Kyle's body, and the majestic dark energy was transmitted downward:

"One body and two souls, it is not easy to transform only one of them."

"Don't worry so much, the soul of the star spirit is difficult to change in a normal way. There is only one thing we want to do, to awaken that soul that has been sleeping for hundreds of years. ”

Ryan looked serious, scribbling something on his research notes.

A few days ago, Morgana told them something very interesting.

After Kyle took the lead in pulling out the holy sword, it was like a completely changed person, and the divinity seemed to suppress the human nature in an instant.

Morgana, who then drew another holy sword, was unaffected.

"To awaken, she must be endowed with energy that can compete with the soul of the astral spirit. And she is actively sleeping, which is more troublesome than other situations. ”

Sindra looked at the somewhat dim dark orb above her eyes, and the energy contained in it was all devoured from Morgana's star power.

My sister is well-intentioned for her sister.

"It's almost over, we're almost done studying the Star Spirit, there's plenty of time left to wait."

Ryan swiped his pen and fell, filling the last page of the note, closing it, and opening a new one to continue writing.

In the library on the top floor of the Mage's Tower, there is already an extra bookshelf, which is filled with freshly written notes, all about the research of the Star Spirit.

Unfortunately, they still don't know how the complete Star Spirit is.

Kyle can only be regarded as a half-star spirit transformed by the descendants of the star spirit, not the real star spirit body.

The Astral Spirit...

Ryan's eyes gleamed with anticipation and curiosity.

That's the key to the secret of the Star Spirit!

......

While the Department of Magic was doing a show, the exhibition courses of several other departments were also in full swing.

Draven of the War Department set up a gladiatorial ring and asked everyone to form a team to fight him individually.

"What a mess." Queleta frowned slightly.

She was wearing a red and black uniform today, standing straight next to the ring.

"Oh! Come on! Come on! Kill that mustache! ”

Next to her was a short man screaming and screaming.

I don't know how Kree found this place, but he came here when Draven played his first game.

Especially when someone is injured, he shouts the most excitedly.

"Shhhh The attacks of the lower chop are all garbage, and the upper pick is the romance of men! ”

Kree watched a strong man get knocked off the ground and let out a boo.

He never had to attack with a slash, he had to pick the knife from the bottom to the top, so that he could hit the vital point!

"Sieni, get him treated."

Queleta rubbed her head in a headache and instructed the medic beside her.

It was another 9-on-1, and another time it was wiped out by the group, but it made Draven kill him.

used to be a fart worm, but now he is also a executioner who can kill all sides.

Time flies.

"Hahahaha, is there any. Come on with more people, I'll keep my hand. Draven stuck two throwing axes into the ground and laughed triumphantly.

It's been a fun day for him, and I don't know what's going on with the Ezreal brothers.

He estimated that with the small body of those people, they should be drinking tea together and discussing.

But with the Ezreal brothers' mouths, it should be more pleasing.

In the history department, Ezreal did sit in front of the tea room.

But now his face is full of bitterness, like sitting on pins and needles, and he doesn't want to stay longer at all.

In the classroom of the history department, there is a crowd of people sitting below.

There were young children, and there were old people with gray hair.

They are the historians of Noxus, and some people who want to be history.

On the podium, there was a tea room at the moment, and Ezreal sat opposite a fair-skinned and beautiful young woman with a fiery figure.

Ezreal picked up his glass uncomfortably and took a sip to cover up his weakness.

The bright red liquor flowed down his throat, causing him to feel the burning pain of the flames for a moment, and even his eyes widened.

"Assoc. Prof. Ezreal, your previous answer was very interesting. By the way, do you know the origin of the wine in your hand? ”

The woman exhaled softly, her delicate red lips opened and closed, and she said unhurriedly.

"Uh..."

Ezreal's face stiffened slightly, put down the wine glass in his hand, and subconsciously said:

"Soul Flame, sold in the tavern in the west of the city, 20 gold coins for a glass."

There was a hint of distress in his tone. When the Delevin brothers were invited before, they drank this kind of wine.

"Professor Elise, will you give us some science?"

Ezreal knew that his performance was wrong, and hurriedly pretended to be unfathomable.

He wasn't very convinced 10 minutes ago, but he was a young woman.

Who is he? Immerse yourself in the history of Noxus, Piltover, Shurima and Zaun!

How could he be willing to succumb to a young woman. Well, although the other party is indeed bewitching and beautiful.

"We just mentioned the various families since the founding of Noxus, and this glass of wine is related to one of them." The corners of Elise's mouth curled slightly.

She had just returned from the Isle of Shadows, and she hadn't expected to encounter such an interesting thing.

This little boy actually wants to talk to her about wine and history, it's so cute!

At first, they did get on a par, Elise knew more about Bilgewater and Shadowland, and Ezreal knew more about Twins and Shurima.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

But...

"Various families? The Svein family? The Kissila family? Ezreal pretended to be puzzled.

When they talked about Noxus, Ezreal couldn't keep up at all, and he was completely stunned.

Why can anyone know everything about what happened hundreds of years ago?

Even if it's word of mouth, I don't know how many generations this has been.

What the Kithera family was secretly calculated and declined, what Zaafan family was born and fell because of the changes, and even the affairs of the Grand Commander Svein family knew very well, as if they had experienced it themselves.

He also understood a little bit of this knowledge, and he learned it from reading books.

The most important thing is that the group of Noxian historians below listened to it with fascination, and even a few old men applauded loudly on the spot.

This left Ezreal in self-doubt.

Clearly... The other party is not big!

Forehead... It seems to be quite big.

Glancing at Elise, Ezreal praised sincerely.

The corners of Elise's mouth were playful, her delicate fingers turned the wine glass, and a delicate voice came from her red lips:

"Soul Flame, evolved from a poisonous wine, means a flame that burns the soul and suffers eternal torment."

"So ruthless?"

Ezreal stammered slightly, and quietly removed the hand holding the cup.

"The first time it was used was hundreds of years ago at a banquet where a noble husband wanted to kill his wife." Elise plays with taste.

"This husband is really not human!" Ezreal said seriously.

He felt that it made sense for the council president to arrange a professor for Elise, and he was ashamed of his storytelling ability.

The other party's resentful tone was like the murdered wife, which made people sigh unconsciously.

Even if he experienced it, he couldn't tell how it felt.