The practice of wizards is to talk about the combination of work and rest, and after practicing for a long time, the energy will be consumed, and the demeanor will be tired, and forcibly continuing will only be too much.

Therefore, in the course schedule of Fort Grant, there is only one spiritual class per day, which does not exceed two hours.

For Meren, he could hold on longer, but considering the particularity of his cultivation, he didn't have the intention of urgently raising the wizard level for the time being.

It's just that Meren can have this leisurely attitude like idle clouds and wild cranes, and the freshmen who entered the underground spire with him can't help but pay attention to him, an existence that is so talented that others can't share half of the resources.

"It is said that the five people who are in the same area with him have been assigned to other places."

The course was without twists and turns, and at the end of the session, many people were talking about it on the way back.

"Why?"

"If you don't go, you can't do it, you can't cultivate at all."

"The school seems to be planning a special area for him, it is said that it is because the current practice site cannot fully display his talent."

"So exaggerated?"

"This talent is terrifying, isn't it?"

……

As time passed, the news about Mellen's talent had not only spread throughout the school, but also in the outside world, and it seemed that many people had heard the movement.

After all, the current popularity of the Guardian matter is still high, and as the core of it, Melen's every move will attract a lot of attention.

This matter has no effect on Mellen, the only thing to note is that the Iger Wilson vest, which was originally evolving, has not yet finished a wave of evolution, and the second wave is beginning to brew.

But compared to this, what he is focusing on now is actually another matter.

"Graham, Hayden, Thunder Isle, Carrian, Northern Empire......"

In a quiet chamber, a huge map hangs on the wall.

At this time, Meren was standing in front of the map, his eyes scanning the dense list of place names on it.

The name of the place is nothing, but as his gaze moves, a strange feeling continues to grow in his heart.

It was as if as long as his mind moved, he would encounter some kind of wonderful situation.

"In addition to a few colonies overseas, it seems that the famous places in the known world are all listed?"

Mellen eventually came to this conclusion.

After the practice class, it is already time for the end of school, and normal students will spend their free time reviewing their homework, preparing for tomorrow's schoolwork, or simply visiting the recreation venues around the campus.

Meren was not in the mood for this, and instead slipped headlong into the suitcase space and came to the room behind the second door that had been opened because of the spring of heaven.

It was a teleportation room, but unlike the cumbersome teleportation room he had seen when he was in the Half-Blood Association, the one underneath his feet looked very ordinary.

There is not even anything special about it other than the map hanging on the wall.

However, this seems to prove that this place is much more advanced than the Half-Blood Society's teleportation room.

"A map alone can teleport people thousands of miles away......

For the wonder of this inheritance authority, Mellen couldn't help but sigh.

But he didn't really try the teleportation.

Because he seriously doubted that if he went to experiment now, he would have the energy to teleport him back.

After all, this teleportation room has only just been opened, and the energy stored may not be very large.

And you can't just waste it......

With that in mind, Meren looked down at a drop-shaped white gem in his hand.

The storage of the teleportation chamber is simple, just exposing the water of this heavenly spring to the air.

Small kiosk

However, Mellen found that after the door of the teleportation room was pushed open, the thing in his hand was obviously "thinner".

Although it is a very faint point, it cannot be detected without careful observation.

But it has been proven that the energy contained in this drop of spring water is limited.

Compared to studying the secrets of the Heavenly Fountain and the Blasphemer, Meren has no need to teleport elsewhere for the time being, so of course he will not squander it in order to charge up the teleportation room.

"It's just that I can't seem to research anything on my own."

After placing the "gem" in a small round transparent box, Mellen was silent, and her eyes couldn't help but look at a partition table not far away.

The table was just an ordinary object, but on the surface of the table, there was a spread of parchment.

It was actually a contract written by a goblin in an abandoned library.

When she had met Mrs. Chelsea before, Mellen had thought she could use it to make a deal with the Holy Spirit.

The deal was done, but the Holy Spirit did not accept it.

The reason is that no one but Meren can use this contract.

It stands to reason that this matter will end here, but at the moment, the words on this contract are slowly dissipating.

On the huge map in front of Mellen, in a blank space, a location marker was quietly emerging.

This is a function of this teleportation room, which allows you to integrate other teleportation items onto the map.

What's amazing is that in addition to absorption, the map can also mark the location of the teleportation destination.

This is what the Holy Spirit needs.

In other words, he can continue to trade with the other party.

The target of the transaction, of course, is the secret of the Heavenly Spring-

Although I had learned some information from the other party in the previous torture, the situation was special at that time, and it was difficult to communicate in depth around a single topic.

So if you really want to ask, you can still ask for more details and secrets.

It's just that Melen is still hesitant to do this.

The Holy Spirit had a somewhat peculiar attitude toward him, but obvious hostility took over most of the mind.

Under normal circumstances, he was completely unsure whether the words spoken by the other party were adulterated with "private goods".

It seems that the person never lies, but it is one thing not to lie, and it is another thing to hide some key information and then trick him.

"If only I could torture her one more time."

The thought crossed Merlen's mind.

Trading or something, how can there be a prostitution for nothing?

What's more, in that state, the Holy Spirit has little ability to think at all, and it is quite easy to deal with it, and it can avoid being pitted to the greatest extent.

"It's just that the teacher seems to have a tacit understanding with her, and it is unlikely that he will agree to use such extreme measures again."

"And her attitude ......"

After pondering, Mellen took out the Book of Secret Words and flipped to the corresponding page of Madame.

In addition to mentioning some serious matters, there are also a few words about private matters.

It's not a private matter between the two parties, but it involves Mellen's cheap parents.

It is said that on the way home, the two of them fell ill, which was not serious, but she thought that Merlen, who was a son, had the best letter to care for her.

It seemed like he was just casually admonishing, and his attitude was no different from usual.

However, thinking that the teacher is currently busy with her feet on the ground, and her own safety has not yet been settled, she can take care of the daily situation of Melun's family......

"How's that for you?"

was groaning, but a stranger sent this passage without consent, which seemed inexplicable.

Mellen knew what was going on.

When he made a deal with the Holy Spirit at noon, the leader of the Scarlet Cross, who had been imprisoned in the school, also proposed a deal with him.

Trading is a bit complicated to say, but there's one core to it.

Allegiance in exchange for freedom.