CHAPTER XXXII

On November 19, 403 in the new calendar, it was a rainy day, the sky was dark and oppressive, and it was not raining but there was a strong wind, and occasionally a few lightning bolts could be seen flashing away.

Although a giant forbidden barrier has been placed around the Reochs Academy, it is still unable to resist the forces of nature.

It didn't take long for the first drop of rain to fall on the heads of the students who were resting and reading in the fountain garden, and immediately, the rain was out of control, and the majestic rain moistened the land as well as the students who were outside.

Probably hearing the panicked voices of the students outside the castle, the old dean, the great magician Gretel Keynes, got up from the dark red desk, bit his pipe and stood by the window with a smile, and looked at the students below from the huge window as if he had returned to the castle.

However, not all of the students returned to the castle, at least the old dean saw that many of the junior students were still playing in the fountain garden, most of them were students majoring in water magic, and they were able to perform magic beyond normal in such heavy rain.

But it didn't take long for these junior students to be brought in by the professors, and looking at their drooping heads, the old dean puffed out a puff of smoke and said with a smile, "Oh, yes, you're really energetic, little ones!"

As he spoke, the old dean paused and turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

"Tuk tuk!" there was a knock at the door.

"Come in, Hodd, Professor Manhet!" he tapped his pipe, and the old dean took some tobacco from the pouch on his desk and added it to his pipe, then glanced at the tobacco, took a puff in his grip, and exhaled a few wisps of smoke.

After hearing the old dean's voice in the room, the door creaked open, and it was Professor Hodd and Professor Manhet, who walked in together.

"Do you want black tea?" the old dean smiled and pointed to the teapot on the desk.

"No, no," Professor Manhet bowed his head slightly in thanks, and closed the door with his hand, and took out two parchment rolls from his bosom, one with a red ribbon and the other with a silver ribbon.

"Dean, this is what I received this morning!"

"Oh?" said the old dean, stunned, focusing on the parchment in Professor Manhet's hand, "Who sent it?"

"One is from the Imperial City of Sasson," Professor Manhet said after a pause, "and the other...... Looks like it was sent from Salonia!"

"Salonia?" the old dean's slightly cloudy eyes showed a bit of solemnity, casually put the pipe on the table, walked up to Professor Manhet and took the two rolls of parchment, and after a moment's hesitation, opened the parchment from Salonia first.

It was a very ordinary letter, at least it looked like it looked like it on the outside, but after the old dean wiped the letter paper with his right hand, the paper actually emitted a faint light, and the words on it were even more strange, as if they were alive, and they were slowly opened and turned into a series of strange symbols, and then these symbols were recombined into words, and the whole process was very strange and stunned.

But the old dean didn't care about this, he cared about what was written in the letter, you know, Salonia is the capital of the Holy See, although the relationship between the Holy See and the empire has been quite harmonious in recent years, but there are also many contradictions, such as faith or something.

Therefore, in addition to the normal diplomacy of the two countries, if there is no major event, the Holy See will not send letters directly to the Empire, especially this kind of letters encrypted with special magic, at least, they will inform them in advance.

"Is something happening?" Professor Mancht said, anxiously.

"Hmm," the old dean nodded, frowning and whispering, "There is a cardinal over there in the Holy See who was killed in the line of duty......

"W-what? There is such a thing?" Professor Manhet was taken aback, in his memory, how could the white magicians of the Holy See's cardinal-level white magicians, who were almost all old fellows with the strength of great magicians, be killed so easily?

As if seeing Professor Manhet's surprise, the old dean smiled and said, "It's not those dozen old guys, it should be the young people that the Holy See is cultivating, maybe they want him to inherit the bishop of the Holy White Magician......

"St. Charles George?" said Professor Hodder, after a moment's thought, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Hehe, I'm old, I almost forgot the name of my old friend," the old dean nodded, tapped his fingers on the parchment and said with a smile, "After that old guy left, the cardinal's seat has been vacant, hehe, twelve cardinals, that's the core strength of the Holy See, not everyone can sit...... After being empty for more than ten years, I finally found a little guy who was qualified to inherit, but this happened, hehe, the Holy See is really angry now, so I sent such a letter...... However, Reox is not the Imperial Magic Association, this letter should be sent to the old immortal of Weston, he is the chief magician of the Imperial Royal, how did he get here?"

"Well," Professor Manhet hesitated for a moment, then explained, "Dean, in fact, both were sent from the Imperial City, and I heard from the royal knight who sent the letter that the Grand Magician had recently taken in an apprentice, and had left Sassen with that apprentice a month ago...... So ......"

"So?" said the old dean with a wry smile and shook his head, unraveling another letter marked with the Imperial Royal Magic Association insignia, and frowning, "Hmm...... It is generally understood that the guy who killed the cardinal candidate seems to have fled to the territory of the Empire, so Salonia sent a letter to the Empire, asking to send a team into the borders of the Empire to find the murderer......"

"Send a team into the border?" Professor Hodd was stunned.

"Yes!" said the old dean, putting down the letter in his hand, walking to the desk, picking up his pipe and taking a few puffs, and said with some schadenfreude, "the Holy See may be mad...... One cardinal, three friars, a total of four clergyman......"

"It's nothing...... Professor Manhet said, surprised, "isn't it the usual practice of the Holy See to make this a matter a high-level task without knowing the murderer, and to have a cardinal and three friars form a team?"

"Yes," the old dean nodded with a smile, and then sighed slightly, "But among them, there are still six Holy Inquisitioners!"

"Heresy, heresy Inquisition?" Professor Manhet's eyes widened, apparently taken aback.

"Well, the Holy See has always been reluctant to let this department show up in order to maintain a good image, but this time...... In the eyes of those guys, we are all infidels, and if any friction occurs, it is very likely that the relationship between the Empire and the Holy See will be strained again...... Alas, on the west side of the plus...... Headache, old Weston, did you mean it? Let's take care of this big problem?"

"Hehe," Professor Manhet and Professor Hodder looked at each other and said with a wry smile, "Then how can the dean reply to the Imperial City about this matter?"

"Hmm...... I think it's better to let them in," the old dean tapped his pipe and said in a deep voice, "The cardinal who came this time is Andrew, and with him watching, those six guys shouldn't make any trouble." Besides, I also want to take this opportunity to discuss with him about the western border, although those orcs are not moving abnormally now, but they can't be careless, the ancestors paid a heavy price to drive them to the far west, this is the land that belongs to our human race! It is definitely not easy for orcs to destroy our human homeland!"

"Yes, Dean, then I'll contact the Imperial City right away and let Bishop Andrew pass through the border......"

"Hmm!" The old dean nodded, looked at Professor Manhet and bowed his head slightly, and turned to leave the room.

Looking at the back of Professor Manhet leaving, Professor Hodd said suspiciously, "Dean, I think that since the young man who was killed can become the candidate of the cardinal, then at least he has the strength of a great magician, right?

I saw the old dean turn his head and look at the parchment on the table, frowned and said, "Maybe there are some insiders that the Holy See hasn't written, and when Andrew arrives, he will naturally tell us, by the way, is there anything abnormal in the jungle?"

"No, Dean," Professor Hodd said, shaking his head, "since that accident, we've been patrolling the jungle every other month, and we haven't found anything unusual, maybe as the three students said, they couldn't find their way out of the jungle, and they were so tired that they passed out on the edge of the forest...... Besides, we don't see any signs of their memories being tampered with......"

"Heh, anyone who is proficient in psychic magic can do it......" The old dean sighed slightly as he bit his pipe, and then said with a smile, "I hope so...... That's the end of the search, but in order to prevent the students from getting lost again, no student is allowed to enter the dense forest again!"

"Yes, Dean!" Professor Hodd nodded, "If it's all right, I'll go first." ”

"Hmm," the old dean was smoking his pipe, and suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped Professor Huo De, who turned to leave, and said with a smile, "By the way, Huo De, how is that little guy in your class doing, I heard that he got a piece of flaming red stone last time, it's really amazing!"

"Is the Dean talking about South?" Professor Hodd was stunned, then said with a hint of relief, "Hmm...... Except for the fact that I tend to get distracted during class, I am satisfied with the rest, as the dean said, a very funny little ghost!"

"Oh, that's good!" said the old dean, smiling and biting his pipe.

"Then I'll go first, Dean!"

"Hmm!"

"Bang!"

Watching Professor Hodd leave the room and close the door with his hand, the old dean was smoking his pipe, looking at the cloudy sky outside the window for a long time, his eyes were a little solemn.

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At this time, Jiang Zhe was also looking out the window in his dormitory, looking at the weather outside the window and sighing.

Originally, today's fire-based blue magic course was originally intended to be practiced outside of class, but with such a ghostly weather, let alone other students, even the fire-type magic cast by Jiang Zhe was greatly reduced.

I hope it won't be changed to a theory course......

Otherwise......

In other words, since that event, the girl named Lavia has been supervising Jiang Zhe's learning situation in place of Professor Hod.

Once Jiang Zhe has a little sign of distraction, then there will definitely be a slight cough sound from a seat away, I really wonder how she did it, while listening carefully to Professor Huo De's class, while paying attention to Jiang Zhe's every move......

Jiang Zhe has been having a nervous breakdown lately.

"Let's go. With a soft sound, on the long table beside Jiang Zhe, Scott brought a cup of black tea.

"Thank you!" Jiang Zhe took a sip of the teacup.

To be honest, he didn't like this kind of black tea very much at first, but unfortunately, there is no cola or any other drink in this world, so he retreated to the next best, and over time, Jiang Zhe also liked this kind of drink.

Of course, his tea drinking action is not as graceful and aristocratic as Scott's, but rather similar to Alan, purely to quench his thirst.

"Yo, it's very fragrant!" With a familiar voice, Alan ** his upper body, while wiping his wet hair with a towel, walked out of the bedroom, and casually picked up his own cup on the table and smelled it.

"Can't you just put on something?" said Scott with a frown, he was very good at appearance, so he always hated Alan walking around the dormitory topless.

"Okay, okay," probably accustomed to listening to the ridicule of his roommate, Alan reluctantly put down the teacup in his hand, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, walking, suddenly turned around, seemed to be a little depressed glanced at Jiang Zhe and Scott, suddenly smiled, clenched his fists and made a pose, and said with a strange expression, "Hey, guys, has it changed a lot from yesterday?"

Jiang Zhe subconsciously turned his head to look, the corner of his eyes twitched, and Scott silently put down the teacup in his hand, and chanted a spell softly, with the sound of the spell, his right hand slowly condensed a very dangerous black aura, frightened Allen's face changed, and he hurriedly fled into the bedroom.

"Hmph!" Scott then dissipated the black aura in his hands.

In other words, compared to Jiang Zhe's fire-based magic, Allen is more afraid of Scott's curse, because strange curses can easily make Allen very weak, and for Allen, that is not an interesting thing.

Because the morning class time has not yet arrived, the three of them are staying in the dormitory, Scott is holding a magic book and reading, Jiang Zhe is reclining on the sofa and napping, while Alan seems to be a little idle, he likes to be lively, he can't stand the silence in the room.

"Ahem!" Alan coughed, but obviously it didn't work, Scott continued to read, Jiang Zhe continued to doze off, for this reason, he scratched his head, found a topic and said, "By the way, guys, do you know what an orc is......"

"Orcs?" Jiang Zhe, who was sleeping in a daze, felt shocked for no reason, and in order to wait for him to speak, Scott glanced up at Allen, turned a page of the book, and said lightly, "That ancient, legendary race recorded in history?"

"Legend, hehe!" Allen shook his finger, seeing Jiang Zhe and Scott turning their heads to look at him, he felt a little proud, and said with a smile, "I heard the professors say that there are orcs in the west of the empire!"

"This can't be!" Scott said with a frown, pushing his glasses, "The book says that the orcs have been driven to the far west, where did you hear about it?"

"Uh," Allen's expression was a little embarrassed when he heard Scott's question, and he scratched his head and said, "Something is wrong, in the professor's office, listening to what the other professors say......"

"Professor?" Scott was stunned, suddenly understood, sneered twice, and was about to speak, but saw Jiang Zhe's expression a little strange, so he asked, "Soth, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head, he didn't know what was wrong with him, when he heard the word orc, he had a strange emotion in his heart, a negative emotion......

"Orcs?"

"Hmm," Scott said hesitantly, pondering, "I remember reading in an illustrated book that says that this place was occupied by orcs a thousand years ago, well, a description of orcs...... Rarely, the evaluation of this race is all negative, stupid, savage, a primitive race that causes destruction, kills and destruction, as if it has something to do with demons. Possessing strong muscles, but with fangs like beasts, in short, a very ferocious race, later defeated by their ancestors and driven to the far west......"

"In other words, the orcs are a race that is very similar to humans, but somewhat like beasts?" Jiang Zhe licked his lips and stammered, before speaking, he compared what Scott said with what he remembered, and came to a conclusion that was very similar, which surprised him very much.

"Well, yes, that's it," Scott added, nodding, "So, there used to be some literature that called them half-orcs, half like us humans, half like beasts, but this kind of title is very troublesome, so the term orcs have been used later. ”

"Why?" said Allen, curious.

I saw Scott push his glasses and say in a deep voice, "It is written in the book that this stupid, murderous race will kill all the men and the women when they cause destruction...... Hmph! Therefore, the ancestors called the savage, primitive creatures orcs, and the children that the poor women were forced to give birth to as half-orcs. And if an orc is called a half-orc, it is easy to confuse the name of a half-orc, such as ...... A quarter orc?"

"Hey!" said Allen, tugging at the corners of his mouth and holding his chin, "That's a murderous, violent race......" he said, clenching his fists and about to make a declaration when there was a knock at the door.

Glancing at Jiang Zhe, who was thinking about something, Scott got up with a somewhat strange smile and opened the door, and then said politely to the knocker outside the door, "Hello, Fahualia student!"

It turned out to be Lavia, and she bowed her head slightly to Scott as a courtesy, and said politely, "Hello, Ogier, is Soth there?"

Scott smiled faintly, stepped aside, and gestured to the couch.

Amid Allen's strange laughter, Lavia walked up to Jiang Zhe and said, "Soth, Professor Hodd asked me to inform you...... Soth?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Zhe, who was looking down and thinking about something, raised his head, glanced at Lavia, and said helplessly, "What's wrong with you? Aren't I just late twice because I overslept? There's no need to rush me every class, right?"

"Hmph, who is here to urge you?" Lavia snorted lightly and said, "Anyway, I'm here to speak for Professor Hodder, today's outdoor class has been cancelled, the professor asked us to prepare a test about the year-end assessment, we don't have to go to the classroom for the next few classes, if you don't understand anything, you can go to Professor Hod alone......"

"Don't have to go to the classroom?" Jiang Zhe asked with wide eyes.

"That's what the professor said," Lavia nodded, and continued, "The professor is going to evaluate us in ten days, as the year-end grades, and the few classes before that have been changed to self-study, so you don't have to go to the classroom anymore......"

"Great!" Jiang Zhe muttered quietly.

Lavia was stunned, then suddenly understood, her face turned red with anger, she glared at Jiang Zhe fiercely, turned around and left.

"Bang!" the door slammed shut.

"Hey," said Alan as he sat down in his chair, holding his head and smiling, "man, it's not what we're supposed to do to make a pretty young lady angry!

"Hmph!" Lying on the sofa with his head on his pillow, Jiang Zhe hummed angrily, and when he recalled the 'experience' in the classroom in the past two months, he felt very depressed.

Anyone who is staring at each other after a class will feel very awkward......

I can finally have peace of mind for a while......

Although there are two compulsory courses, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions, at least at that time, with Scott and Allen by their side, there is only a fire blue magic course......

Call......

However, before Jiang Zhe could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another knock on the door.

Scott opened the door in confusion, and his expression became very strange.

I saw Lavia holding a thick stack of materials and documents, walked straight to the sofa in front of Jiang Zhe and sat down without anyone else, and slammed the materials on the long table......

"......" Looking at the pair of eyes dyed with a bit of flame color on the other side, Jiang Zhe covered his forehead weakly.

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