On the afternoon of the second day after Jiang Zhe and Alan withdrew from the competition, the winner of the competition finally had a winner, that is, the sixth-year student of the Reox Academy, the student who was about to graduate and had been recruited by the Imperial Royal Academy, and Casper Rollins, who was proficient in fire-based blue magic and magic.

The runner-up went to Albin Carden, a sixth-year student at Mill Academy who lost the final championship match.

In addition, Eddie, who had met Jiang Zhe in the second round of the finals, ranked third, but some professors believe that this kid is hiding part of his strength.

And Geller, who threatened to compete for the championship, was only ranked fourth, Gert was in seventh, and Katerina was thirteenth, no matter what the real situation was, the four of them will be shortlisted for the top ten outstanding students of the Mill Academy of Sciences, and the top ten outstanding students of Riox will also have the honor of studying in Salonia for a year at the end of the year, of course, provided that both sides are willing, after all, the generational gap between the two countries is not so easy to be eliminated.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Jiang Zhe and them, and they have already announced their abstention in the second round of the finals.

Like two dark horses, Jiang Zhe and Alan flashed like meteors, but even so, they still left a deep impression on others.

Jiang Zhe and Lavia from the Fire Blue Magic Course, Vincent from the Summoning Course, Allen from the Intensive Course, Scott from the Curse and Illusion Course, and so on, the strength of these second-year students surprised everyone.

Especially Jiang Zhe, whether it was a student or a professor, they were all amazed by the wonderful competition in those two days, he and Lavia had faintly become the leaders of the fire green magic course in the lower grades, and in the upper grades, it was undoubtedly the champion winner, Casper Rollins.

Casper pondered for a long day whether he would like to go to Salonia to study and increase his magical knowledge, and finally he chose to sign the list of people who would go to Salonia, after all, as a qualified magician, extensive knowledge is essential.

White magic ...... the Holy See Recalling the last game in his mind, Casper took a few pieces of parchment with handwriting all over it and walked towards the dean's room, and at a corner, an inattentive person collided with the oncoming person, and the parchment fell to the ground by surprise.

"Don't you little devil look at the road!" the man chuckled, leaning down to pick up the parchment for Casper.

"Well, I'm very sorry," Casper quickly apologized, and as soon as he looked up at the man, his face suddenly became less restrained and replaced by closeness and cordiality.

"Professor Hodd?"

"Hehe," said Professor Hodd, handing the parchment in his hand to the big boy in front of him, "Well done, Casper, the last game was very exciting!"

"Thank you, Professor Hodd," Casper said with a humble smile, then a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Professor, I ...... what you said."

"That's not your fault," Professor Hodd said with a slight smile, glancing at the sky through the hallway window, shaking his head, "it was that stinky boy who abstained himself...... It's good that this saves the kid from starting to be complacent after getting a little achievement...... Actually, I also guessed this result, but I was afraid that it would not be safe, so I told you in advance that day, and when you met that little ghost, I would teach him a hard lesson, magic is not something that can be explained by mastering one or two skills......!

Looking at the smile in Professor Hodd's eyes, Casper scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Professor, don't praise me, seriously, when I heard the professor talk about it that day, I wanted to communicate with Senior Soth, especially his ......" Speaking of this, he paused, and while gesturing with his right hand, he said in disbelief, "Before that day, I couldn't believe that someone could control dozens of fireballs at the same time...... I lost in the end!"

Professor Hodd playfully rubbed Casper's hair and chuckled and asked, "You're going to lose?"

"That's not for sure," Casper said with a wink, a little mischievous, "If Junior Soth can master [Flash], I think I'm only sixty percent sure at most......"

"Flash......" As if thinking about something, Professor Hodd shook his head and digressed the subject, "How did you think about that?"

"Does the professor mean going to Salonia?"

"Yes!"

Speaking of this topic, the smile on Casper's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by embarrassment and fundraising, he secretly glanced at Huo De's expression a few times, and said, "This...... What does the professor mean?"

After all, almost everyone at Reochs College knew that Professor Hodder had always been prejudiced against Salonia.

As if sensing the big boy's actions in front of him, Professor Hodd patted Casper's head lightly and said softly, "My opinion is not important, what matters is your own opinion...... Aside from my personal thoughts, just as a professor, I advocate you Salonia, after all, white magic and black magic have the same status in the wizarding world, and profound knowledge is the most advantageous weapon as a magician, and when you return, you can be appointed a royal magician, but you have to remember that an empire is an empire, and Salonia is Salonia, even if the two countries are now in a peaceful period of truce, we still can't forget our identity...... Forget it, let's not talk about it, are you going to the dean's office now?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"It just so happens that I have something to do, let's go together!"

"Okay, Professor!"

In this way, Professor Hold and Casper came to the door of the old dean's office, and before Professor Hodd could knock on the door, they heard the old dean say inside, "Come in, Hold!"

Professor Hodd opened the door, and saw the old dean standing in front of the window with his pipe in hand, for the old man's only pleasure and pastime was to smoke a cigarette while looking out of the window at the students in the garden.

"Old Dean!"

"Dean'......"

"Hmm," the old dean turned his head and nodded at Professor Hodd, then looked at Casper and smiled, "Congratulations, Casper, what a great game!"

"Don't praise me...... Dean," Casper scratched his head in embarrassment, and respectfully handed over the parchment in his hand.

"This is...... Oh, it's a list of personnel, right, well, you give it to me," said the old dean, reaching out to take the parchment, and said kindly, "You are still young, go and see more, it's not a bad thing...... By the way, Professor Manhet and I proposed that in two days he organize a dance party for the students, so that the students of our school and the students of Salonia can get to know each other...... Well, let's do it, I'll leave this matter to you sixth-grade seniors, and I'll give you the hall on the first floor of the castle when I go back, even if it's an early school celebration, because it may be ...... in a while" Speaking of this, the old dean raised his head, glanced at Casper, and said with a smile, "That's it, you go first, go back to your senior office and find Professor Manhet and tell him what I said......"

"Okay, Dean," nodded as Casper looked up as if he had thought of something, "Do you mean that this prom will be held entirely by our sixth-year students?"

"Of course!"

"Hmm...... Aren't the professors participating?"

"Hehe, you don't have to hide anything if you have something to say...... Don't worry, this prom is yours! I can guarantee that there won't be any professors who will spoil your fun......"

"How can there be ......?"

"Let's talk about it first, don't go too far, you know?"

"Got it, Dean!"

Looking at Casper's back as he left in high spirits, the old dean turned his head to look at Professor Hodder, looked at his solemn eyes, raised his hand and pointed to the office door and said, "Close the door first, Hold!"

"Yes, old dean!" Professor Hodd nodded, closed the door slightly, then turned around, took out a magic letter from his bosom, and said in a deep voice, "Old dean, this is just sent, Jacob Semb's rebellion is getting bigger and bigger, and it has spread to Brownhill, this is a letter sent by Brownhill's treasurer to the local Magic Association branch overnight......"

"Hmm!" took the letter from Professor Hodd and opened it, and after only a few lines, the old dean frowned.

"Is something happening again?

"Alas!" the old dean nodded and sighed, looking at the letter in his hand and sighed, "The letter says that the lord of the Brownhill region, Count Casimir Sakison, has also been assassinated by an unknown figure...... This is the second lord to be assassinated! and ......"

"What?" Professor Huo De looked at the old dean with a shocked expression, and said tentatively, "Listening to your tone, old dean, is it ...... Were they both assassinated in the same way, shot in the heart by an arrow?"

"That's it!" the old dean sighed as he paced a few steps around the room, then closed his eyes in contemplation, "I believe that Count Casimir Sakison has learned of the assassination of the lord of Jacobsenbu, so he is always accompanied by trusted guards, but he still ......succeeds in this way," he said, as if remembering something, and walked straight to the bookshelf in the far corner of the room.

It can be seen that it is an old bookshelf, and not many people usually care about it, and perhaps even the old dean himself does not take care of it, because this bookshelf is covered with dust and cobwebs.

"After the assassination of Count Casimir Sakison, the local nobles took over the leadership, and they quickly cordoned off the entire area to hunt down suspicious elements......" As he spoke, the old dean squinted at the row of books on the shelves, while the right hand of his right hand ran across the spine of the books.

“...... In three days, they captured more than two thousand rebels, most of whom were killed on the spot for resisting, and the rest were imprisoned...... And during this time, one person escaped the pursuit of the local army...... Well, it's not an escape, since the team of more than 300 people failed to stop the other party, it means that the other party is not an ordinary character......"

"More than 300 people, can't stop one?" Seeing that the old dean seemed to be looking for something, Professor Huo De showed some doubts in his eyes, and said in surprise, "Is it a magician?"

"If it's a magician, that's fine," I saw the old dean smile bitterly, shook his head and said, "It is believed that the suspicious person is dressed as an archer, wearing a green archer costume, carrying an ordinary man-sized bow, and a dark green quiver tied to his belt, well, his eyes are very sharp, like a vulture......" As he spoke, the old dean's fingers suddenly stopped on a book that looked very old and worn.

"Archer?" Glancing at the old dean, Professor Huo De suddenly remembered something, and said in shock, "Could it be ......?"

"Hmm," nodded, the old dean blew lightly towards the dusty ancient document, and then turned the pages one by one, and after more than ten seconds, his movements suddenly stopped, only to see his eyes solemnly looking at the ancient document in his hand, frowning and reading in a deep voice, "Dressed in green, holding a longbow, and hanging a quiver around his waist...... With eyes as sharp as a vulture, as long as he sees his face, no matter who he is, no matter how far he runs, he can't avoid the arrows he shoots...... Hit the heart in the heart, hit the arrow he shot, and if he didn't die on the spot, he would die in the next day or two because of the festering wound...... Everywhere you go, you can start a war...... The twelve righteous demon gods who will 'lead to war', Lelagin! Could it really be him!"

"Lelagin, Demon God?" looked at the old dean in surprise, and Professor Hodder asked suspiciously, "Who is he, and how come I have never heard of his name?"

"Hehe," I saw the old dean shake his head with a wry smile, and said, "Huo De, don't talk about you, I think there are not many people in this world who can know this name, even if it is our generation, we may have heard the mentor mention it a few times when we were young, hehe, I remember that when I was young, the most popular was the knight novel about a legendary knight, and by chance, I learned some legends about the demon god from my mentor, which is a legend...... No one can prove that those demon gods actually appeared in this world......"

"This ...... Demon God: Is it a demon?"

The old dean shook his head and explained in a deep voice, " Demon gods and demons are two completely different concepts, in the legend, we will break the space, use the space gap to enter the world of the guy called the demon, and the demon god, is more inclined to the heroic spirit, but it is much older than the heroic spirit, maybe tens of thousands of years ago, maybe earlier, maybe there have been many brilliant civilizations in this world, and with the migration of history, these civilizations have declined, but some powerful people in these ancient civilizations have survived in an unknown way, this is the legend of the ancient seventy-two demon gods, and this Lelakin, is the twelfth of the seventy-two demon gods...... I really hope I guessed wrong, if that legend is true, then this world could be destroyed by these demon gods......"

"Destroy the world?" Glancing at the old dean in amazement, Professor Hodd said incredulously, "Seventy-two...... Seventy-two people can destroy the world? Not even the Grand Mage can do that, can they? Could they be ...... God?" The last word, Professor Hodd struggled to utter.

"No, that's not it," the old dean shook his head, walked straight to his desk, added some tobacco to his dying pipe, and took two sharp puffs, "On this continent, there have been countless legends, whether those gods really existed, no one can prove it, but those demon gods...... It seems to have appeared around the time of the Alchemy Age," he said, turning his head to look at Professor Hodd and asking, "Hodd, do you know Thrand?"

"Thrande, you know......"

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about the current Thrand region, but hundreds of years ago, Thrand in the Alchemy Age, the legendary Land of Miracles, one of the most powerful countries in the Alchemy Age, even more powerful than the original empire!"

"Well, what the Dean said is, that ...... Isn't that a legend that the ancient kingdom of Thrand perished in three days?"

"I thought it was a legend," said the old dean, sighing long, leaning on his desk and looking out the window at the sky, worriedly, "When I was a child, my mentor told me in the form of legends, and at that time I only listened to it as a not good story, but now it seems ...... If those legends are true, I think we're in big trouble...... It was only one of the seventy-two demon gods that completely destroyed the ancient kingdom of Thrand, and the thirty-eight upright demon gods, Hanpa! Just one demon god destroyed a kingdom of hundreds of thousands of people......" As he spoke, the old dean turned his head and looked at Professor Hodd and said in a deep voice, "Can't you contact Weston yet?"

"Hmm," Nodding, Professor Hodd said softly, "I've asked the people of the Royal Society of Magic, Grand Magician Weston Malagiji Hastings and his apprentice left a year ago, and appeared in the Ron Fortress to the west half a year ago, and I haven't been able to contact them since, maybe it's too far away, beyond the range of the Teleportation Stone......"

"This old immortal," the always amiable old dean couldn't help but curse in a low voice, frowning and whispering, "The problem of those orcs in the west has not been solved, and now that such a big thing has happened in the empire, where did this old immortal go?"

"This ......," Professor Hodd hesitated, took two steps forward and whispered, "Speaking of which...... Old Dean, I recently found out that something seems to have happened in the Imperial City of Sasson, and the last time I heard a royal magician who sent a letter say that someone seemed to have deliberately avoided the matter of the great magician Hastings, and the magician in charge of communications was also transferred, and some fresh faces were appointed......"

"Hmm, fresh face?" looked at Professor Hodder suspiciously, and the old dean mused, "where is the magician? is it our Reox's, or is it Vandel's?"

"It doesn't seem to be either, it's a temporary transfer from the branches of the Magic Associations in various places......

"Hmm, there is such a thing?" said that, the old dean seemed to remember something, raised his head and asked suspiciously, "By the way, Huo De, in the past two days, Sassen has not sent any news here, do you know what's going on?"

"Hmm," Professor Hodd looked down and thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know the specifics, but I've heard some acquaintances of the Royal Magicians mention that the Royal Magicians Association recently held a meeting on the leadership and decision-making of Grand Magician Hastings during his absence from Sasson, and I heard that it is now handled by several magicians in a coordinated manner, like that kind of round table......

"Is that so...... the old dean frowned and nodded, and then said with a wry smile, "I knew it would be like this, Weston's old fellow was fine when he was there, but now that he is not there, it is really unreasonable for me to take care of the internal affairs of the royal magician, but I am afraid that some ...... Alas, I hope nothing happens!"

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

The old dean turned his head to look at it and said in a deep voice, "Come in, Professor Manhet!"

Hearing a creak, Professor Manhet pushed open the door and walked in, nodded to Professor Hodd, then closed the door, and said anxiously, "Dean, something happened, Apu Till, Rene Waite, those two children are dead......"

"What?" said the old dean, his eyes widened suddenly, he looked at Professor Manhet in amazement, and frowned, "If I'm not mistaken, those two children are our students who graduated from Reochs Academy five years ago, right?

"Don't you remember, Dean?" Glancing at the old Dean, Professor Manhet whispered, "A month ago, Apu Till, Rene Waite, and Maliz Abbott, these three children went to Jacobsembo ......as magicians accompanying the army of three thousand royal knights."

"Well, I know about this, I'm going to investigate Jacob's rebellion, right?"

"Yes, Dean, but ten minutes ago I suddenly received a letter from that kid in Maliz with a magical carrier pigeon...... I'm sorry, Dean, but I was curious, so I took it apart......."

"That's nothing, you go on!"

"Yes, Dean, the letter says that when they arrived at Jacobsemb, they found something very suspicious, and the local civilians and the army seemed to have been deceived in some way to cause the rebellion, and when the royal knights were hunting down the local civilians, the three of them followed the clues to Brownhill, and found that the local chaos was much the same as that of Jacobsembo, and in the days when Count Casimir Sakkison, lord of Brownhill, was assassinated, they found a suspicious archer in Brownhill, and at that time, Apu Thiel, as a royal magician, was about to detain him, but......”

"But the three children were killed by the other in turn, didn't they?" looked at Professor Manhet, and the old dean shook his head sadly.

"It's two...... Maliz escaped ......"

Stretching out his hand to interrupt Professor Manhet's words, the old dean sighed and said, "If that guy is really the legendary guy, then no one can shoot an arrow from him, even if he is lucky enough to hit the heart, he will not die for a while, but it will ...... Lelagin!" The old dean covered his forehead in pain, and suddenly, he raised his head, frowned, and asked, "When did this happen?"

"When?" Professor Manhet said after a moment's hesitation, "Counting the time of this journey, the letter should have been sent three days ago......

"Three days ago?" As if thinking of something, the old dean paced a few steps around the room with a suspicious expression, and said in a deep voice, "Manhet, Hold, when the royal magician is on a mission, will there be a magic stone associated with his life signal?"

"Yes," Professor Hodd nodded, "It stands to reason that there will be during the mission, and if something happens, the Royal Magical Society should know about it as soon as possible......"

"Well, I see!" Nodding, the old dean said with a gloomy expression, "Professor Manhet, you can take care of this matter later, and wait until the royal knight returns the bones of those three poor children...... Alas, when the time comes, you should inform the children's families, and besides, it would be better to bring back the broken Philosopher's Stone from Sassen and return it to ...... with you."

"I see, Dean......"

"Hmm," nodded, and the old dean turned to Professor Hodd and said, "Hodd, tomorrow you go to Sassen and ask the children from our academy among the royal magicians if there is something special happening in the Sassen Imperial City, I have a bad premonition......

"Yes, I remember!"

Glancing at the back of the two leaving, the old dean turned around, looked at the sky outside the window, and muttered, "I thought there was a while...... Alas!", he walked straight to the door, called out to a professor in the hallway, and said, "Jerkeley, please go and ask Father Andrew to come over for me, I have something to discuss with him!"

"Yes, Dean!"

At the same time, Jiang Zhe was dozing off boredly in his bedroom.

To be honest, after Scott left, both Jiang Zhe and Allen obviously couldn't get used to it, and the originally lively and almost noisy bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Originally, as a daily practice, Alan at least held the knight's sword in the room and slashed it hundreds of times to exercise his arm strength and wrist strength, but in the past two days, this guy was obviously not in the mood to practice, so he casually threw the enchanted knight's sword in the corner of the bedroom and went out, mostly in a corner of the academy 'Invite the beautiful lady to afternoon tea'.

And Jiang Zhe is obviously not as good as Allen, even if he has super recovery ability, but in just two days, it is obviously not enough to recover from the injury of his right hand.

And for him, the best way to heal his wounds was not the treatment of potions, nor the so-called bandaging of Lavia, but rest, in other words, sleep.

Fortunately, her right hand was injured, and she was also fortunate that Lavia understood Jiang Zhe's special natural ability, so at Jiang Zhe's insistence, Lavia finally gave in, after all, seeing Jiang Zhe's right hand injury, she was also a little unhappy.

In this way, Jiang Zhe can finally rest peacefully for a few days, at least until the wound on his right hand heals, Lavia will not force him to memorize this and memorize that.

"Tuk tuk!" there was a knock on the door to the dormitory.

Alan?No, this guy must have come straight in.

Lavia? No, she knew the spell to enter the dormitory, there was no need to knock on the door, besides, she had just come to check on the healing of her injuries, and she had only been walking for ten minutes.

Who could it be?

Boredom controlling a small fireball flying around the room, Jiang Zhe stood up and went to open the door, but the person standing outside the door surprised him.

"Lilith?"

"Aren't you welcome?" said the second-year senior sister of Gao Jiangzhe as she looked at Jiang Zhe with a smile.

"No, no, it's just some surprise, please come in!"

"Thank you," said politely, Lilith walked into the room in a few steps, glanced around, and said with a smile, "The boy's room is not as bad as others say......

"Hehe, by the way, how do you know about our dorm?

"No," as if there was something on her mind, the smile on Lilith's face suddenly became a little less, and she said with a light smile, "Now in Reox, you and Alan are very famous, just ask and you'll know where they are...... Tsk, I actually gave up the game in such a crucial final, I admire you oh, admire your open-mindedness, giggle!"

"Heh," Jiang Zhe shook his head with a wry smile, and said half-truthfully, "Actually, that's not the case, I'm just injured, so I can't participate in the competition anymore......"

"Really?" asked Lilith with a grin.

"Of course......" Jiang Zhe shrugged his shoulders and said ambiguously.

"Okay," Lilith put away the smile on her face and said in a serious tone, "Soth, I didn't come to you today for the game, you know......?

"Hmm?" Looking at Lilith in astonishment, Jiang Zhe asked in wonder, "When did you come back?"

Lilith crossed her hands and glanced at the furnishings in the room, stretched out her slender fingers to wipe them on the long table, then looked at her fingers and said, "The day before yesterday, dinner time, it should be when you give up the game......

"Huh, why haven't I seen her in the past two days?"

Blowing the dust stuck to her fingers, Lilith glanced at Jiang Zhe, sighed slightly, shook her head and said, "Of course you can't see it, because she has been locking herself in the room......"

"This ......" frowned, Jiang Zhe asked suspiciously, "Did something happen?"

"I don't know what it is," Lilith said with a slight sigh as she clasped her hands around her chest again, "but anyway, we've been with Dia for almost four years, and even if she doesn't say something, she may not be able to hide it from us...... This time she went home, although she was a little depressed before she went, but on the whole it was fine, but after she came back...... So we guess that something should have happened in her family......" Speaking of this, she paused, thought for a while, shook her head and said, "Forget it, don't say it, if you want to know, go ask Dia in person, if she doesn't want to tell you, it's not good for me to say it......"

"What about her?"

"That's why I've come to you, and after coming back, Dia has been in a very low mood, locking herself in her room all day, no matter how much we ask her, she just won't say, so I want to ...... In the academy, she has the best relationship with you besides us, so I want to trouble you......"

"Let me ask......? How could Deya tell me something she didn't even tell you?"

"Stupid!" Glancing at Jiang Zhe angrily, Lilith said helplessly, "In some cases, our comfort doesn't help, understand?"

"I don't understand ......"

"You...... Alright, alright," Lilith apparently surrendered, taking a soft breath and whispering, "You know what? The sixth graders are preparing to throw a masquerade......

"And then?"

Glancing at Jiang Zhe, Lilith whispered, "Ask her out, and then invite her to that ball!"

(To be continued)