Mellen was not yet twenty years old.

Principal Browning, who has studied the magic of life all his life, is sure of this.

Because of this, when he realized that he was a top powerhouse, his feelings about it could no longer be described as shocking.

It's unbelievable.

Can't even understand.

Because he couldn't think of what he could do to get such a young man to such a level.

This is completely beyond the realization.

Even in the days when the Demon Tide was still alive, there was no similar record.

That's why he couldn't sit still at all, and came to stare at the door of his practice ground in person.

Browning wasn't sure why such a mysterious creature had come to Fort St. Grant.

Considering the matter of the heir and the previous purge of the school's top management, he even wondered if there was a hidden force that wanted to come to the forefront.

And Fort St. Grant was the first prey they targeted, a staging stop?

If this is the case, they are obviously about to succeed, and even the pirates who came to attack may have been to cooperate with this matter and make the school fully understand the situation.

But after calming down and thinking about it, he disproved this speculation.

Because many details don't match, such as the previous blood contract, such as the heir has never taken the initiative to do anything.

But if not, what is the purpose of this Iger Wilson?

Browning couldn't be sure.

So he felt that he had to have a good chat with him, otherwise it would be difficult to feel at ease.

……

As time passed, more and more medals were condensed and formed.

As she continued to inhale them into her body, Melun found that she had gradually entered a special state in which she possessed a certain range of space around her body and controlled some of its elements.

This state was once used by Melen to feed Alyssa a mysterious substance to keep her alive in that barren world.

At the moment, I don't know why, and the stimulus of the wizard's practice automatically emerges.

As a result, he also discovered that the seemingly flat and empty cultivation ground was actually full of dense special runes, both on the surface and in the air.

In the state of possession space, he can actually control these things to a certain extent, but all this seems to affect the whole body, and he doesn't dare to fool around.

However, there are no special circumstances other than this.

As the practice stopped, Melun naturally withdrew from this state.

"Maybe after the completion of this stage of cultivation, some kind of change will be born, which is related to this spatial control?"

He took out a pocket watch and looked at the time, and found that it had only been an hour since he started cultivating, and the process was a little short, and he didn't feel the slightest tiredness.

However, this is just a test after all, and it is not advisable to immerse yourself in it.

Meren pulled her third hand away from the chair beneath her.

The light that permeated the field of vision was instantly diminished, and darkness returned.

And when he stood up and stepped away from his chair, his surroundings suddenly returned to the normal appearance of a round and simple stone house.

It felt strange about it, but it was impossible to figure it out, so Meren stepped out the door.

Then he saw a group of people and looked at them in unison.

Most of the group were students of the same age, but they didn't all gather at the doorway, but stood on either side of the wall of the staircase, their eyes always scanning the figure of a young boy standing in the doorway as if they were paying attention to Merlen.

"Principal Browning?"

Mellen was stunned when he saw this, "Why are you here?" ”

"I have something to look for you, come with me."

The other party responded in a low voice, then ignored the gazes of the others around him, turned around and walked towards the outside of the cultivation spire here.

Does this seem odd?

While keeping up, Melen glanced at the surrounding classmates who were not good at cultivating and ran out to see the excitement, and found that their gaze at him was different from before.

"You're definitely not half-blooded, are you?"

Passing by a young wizard with the same black hair, the other party suddenly whispered something like this.

When the eyes of several people next to him looked at Merlen, they also looked very complicated.

Melen was a little puzzled by this, but didn't respond to anything, just glanced at the other party and left directly.

Then halfway through, he learned the general situation of the matter.

"Your wizarding talent has plundered all the resources of the lowest area, and there is a lot of commotion."

A dark-haired girl was standing quietly on the side of the hallway, her expression no different from that of other onlookers, and when she looked at Meren, a hoarse voice sounded that was inaudible to others.

"Browning was lured in, but it's unlikely that it was just because of talent."

"He may have found something special."

This black-haired girl is Mrs. Chelsea's disguised identity, and Mellen has been looking for her for a long time before but has not found a figure, and she does not want to see her here.

But the occasion was wrong at the moment, so on the surface, he just glanced at the other party, and there was nothing else to say.

After leaving the minaret, the childlike headmaster raised his hand, and the surrounding environment changed instantly.

From the flat plaza in front of the entrance to the underground spire, it becomes a bright and quiet conference room.

'Your relationship with Sabella Chelsea is not what I thought it would be.

After sitting on a chair, Browning, who had regained his composure, said to Mellen: "She didn't want your strength to be exposed, she told me that she took advantage of the loophole to become the heir, but I didn't expect that you would be a human saint." ”

Obviously, he didn't want to hide his purpose, so he went straight to the point.

Melen was stunned by this, and was a little surprised by the exposure of his strength.

But he didn't worry about anything because it was exposed.

After all, this is different from the past, with the authority of the heir, and if nothing else, he at least does not feel that he can be threatened in Fort St. Grant.

"Is my talent fundamentally different from others?"

Melen asked, sitting across from him.

He hadn't touched anyone recently, and the only thing he could think of was the cultivation test just now.

"Human saints are different from ordinary wizards."

Browning replied simply.

His voice sounded very old, and it didn't match his appearance.

"This difference can't be noticed by ordinary people, but if someone with a heart looks closely, they can still detect it."

Melen heard this, and then shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's actually nothing to discover, it's just that it will affect normal life a little." ”

This surprised Browning a little.

"So, you hide your strength just because you don't want to trouble yourself?"

"Otherwise, can there be any conspiracy?"

"So, the heir trial?"

"It's just a coincidence."

Mellen confessed: "I was actually very surprised by this, I didn't know there was such a thing before I came. ”

"You came to Fort Grant to practice just to practice?"

"Of course, I just didn't expect there to be so many variables."

Browning was speechless.

Reason told him that none of this could be so simple.

But it's not easy to think about this, it's just that the other party is hiding something, depending on the situation, what he mentioned on the surface is not like lying.

Moreover, if you really want to do something, there is no need for this heir to hide anything......

"Trouble may not be avoidable."

After a moment of silence, Browning handed Mellen a newspaper on the conference table.

Mellen took it and looked at it, and some of the content on it made him squint unconsciously.

Is it the Guardian? Or an heir? A Brief Discussion on the History and Secrets of Fort St. Grant's

……

What does it mean for us that the half-blood wizard has become a hero? 》

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Who the hell is Iger Wilson? 》

……

Although the pirate attack has passed, public opinion is in the explosive period.

The public was obviously curious about the cause and process of this incident, and it was even more incomprehensible to the fact that Iger Wilson, a young half-breed, had become the guardian of Fort Grant.

If you don't understand, you will naturally want to figure it out, and the corresponding attention will simply overshadow the attack on Fort Saint Grant itself.

So of course, some sensitive newspapers focused their reporting on Iger Wilson, the Guardian, and even the heir.

That's a good thing for Mellen, as his Iger Wilson vest is evolving as a result.

But it doesn't hurt

Because it is too conspicuous, everything about him may be brought into the spotlight and magnified for careful investigation.

There is no mistake

Especially those enemies who have been thwarted.

If they want to target Fort Saint Grant again, they will inevitably find a way to deal with Merlen as the heir first.

A lot of secrets may be exposed because of this, and even if someone wants to threaten, they will inevitably hit Mellen's relatives with their hearts.

Mellen wasn't afraid of the latter, because Mrs. Chelsea had actually discussed this kind of thing with him before.

Not only have his cheap parents and brother been strictly protected, but even Mellen's own identity information has long been hidden and covered up by the Chelsea family, and even began to clear traces.

Graham City is, after all, the territory of the Chelsea family, and the Chelsea family is the top family in the wizarding world, with this layer of protection, Melen can basically rest assured.

But rest assured, if you really ask outsiders to investigate like this, I'm afraid there will be no less trouble.

"Your background is mysterious, but by choosing to hide it, it proves that you don't want to expose some of the people behind you."

While Mellen was silent, Principal Browning suddenly said, "Of course, not wanting to be exposed does not mean that you are afraid of being exposed, I can see that you are not yet twenty years old." To become a saint on earth at this age, the energy behind you must be amazing. ”

"So what?"

Mellen asked, raising an eyebrow.

Considering a group of school executives who "voluntarily" resigned not long ago, the person in front of him obviously misunderstood something.

But he certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to explain.

"According to the previous agreement, the school will support you in many things."

"Of course, this kind of problem is no exception, so I'll go and tell the newspapers outside later to report less sensitive information," Browning said. ”

The previous agreement was actually the school, not a specific person, and there was no stipulation that Browning, as the principal, should use his personal connections to solve Merlen's troubles.

Mellen was a bit surprised by this.

What surprised him even more was the next few words from the other party.

"At the same time, Fort Saint Grant can provide everything you need unconditionally."

"If you need to do something, you can also leave it to the school, and I will set up a special secretariat to serve you."

"The other conditions, if you put it forward, there should be nothing that I can't agree to. In a sense, you can think of me as a steward for you. I will fully cooperate with you if necessary. ”

"At what cost?"

Melen couldn't help but ask, "Don't want me to disrupt the normal operation of the school?" ”

"I don't think a person who hides his strength in a low-key manner will use that power to sabotage with impunity."

Browning said, "So when you really use them, I won't stop them, but I may help you cover them up." ”

"But you don't have nothing to ask for?"

Melen didn't believe that just by exposing his own strength, he could make the other party bow down and show obedience.

"My conditions are not actually conditions for you."

Browning said: "If the future magic tide is restarted, I hope you can help us maintain Fort Saint Grant at the top of the wizarding education community." ”

As the heir, he naturally hopes that this school will prosper as much as possible, and the interests of both parties are mixed.

But the point of this sentence is actually the magic tide.

"Do you think this is inevitable?"

"The fact that a human saint who is less than twenty years old can be born can actually prove many things."

When he said this, Principal Browning's face was very serious.

"Those things that seal the dust in history may appear one after another, and if we don't prepare early, we will completely fall into passivity."

……

The secret talks between the two sides are not known to outsiders.

But the news that Egger Wilson's wizarding talent was so strong that even the headmaster was alarmed quickly spread through the school.

"I have long known that Egger is very talented, and he can use a formal wand during his apprenticeship, but I didn't expect that his talent can be so strong."

Oak College, an elegant four-person dormitory.

The brown-haired girl named Fanny, who had interviewed Mellen, waved her wand to put the clothes in the suitcase into the cloakroom out of thin air, and said to Alyssa not far away: "It is said that with him, the remaining five people have no way to practice at all, so they can only stand at the door in a daze like a fool, even Judson is no exception." ”

"Really?"

Before Alyssa could speak, a delicate girl with freckles on her face spoke in a surprised tone, "Judson is the second in our freshman trial, and that Egg seems to be only eleventh?" ”

"Of course it's true, a lot of people have seen it."

Fanny smiled and said, "But few people know that that ranking is actually inaccurate. ”

"Why?"

"I'll keep it a secret for now, and when you see the school magazine in the evening, you'll know why."

"Have you joined the school magazine?"

"Of course, I ...... a long time ago"

The two girls chatted endlessly, and the blonde girl on the side sat absent-mindedly at the head of the bed, not knowing what to think.

Fanny tried to bring the conversation to her several times, but she didn't succeed in pulling her into small talk, so she finally had to give up.

"You know what, I suspect Catherine has a twin sister."

She then told her roommate about the last member of the dorm with a mysterious expression, "When I went to sign up for an elective class just now, I saw a person who looked exactly like her, and was asking how to get to the boys' dormitory. ”