Endirion, the capital of the Arcane Empire, has a rainy season earlier than previous years, and the students of Endielon Academy of Magic have not yet ushered in their holidays.

Now every student in the Academy of Magic is studying hard in the Wang Li Magic Library for the year-end assessment. The Wang Li Magic Library is the largest library in the Chaos Continent, and it has any knowledge in this world.

In fact, it is not too difficult for the students of the Endiron School of Magic to learn magic, because being able to be recruited by the best magic academy in the Arcane Empire is enough to prove their talent.

However, the theoretical knowledge of magic is not as simple as using a magic for these students, and these theoretical knowledge is sometimes obscure, so this is also the most troublesome thing for most students who usually focus on the practice of magic and ignore the study of theoretical knowledge.

This explains why so many students are in the library now, in a hurry to study, because they don't want to be repeated!

That would mean they would have to face those perverted magic teachers for an extra year, and it would be a disaster!

After weeks of heavy rain, everything about Endiron felt more haunting and unpleasant.

Fortunately, the rain finally lost patience and stopped its infestation, and Endiron gradually regained a little mildness, and the people who lived in the city began to go out one after another, and the whole city also regained a trace of life.

The air in Endiron was still damp and cold, but it was completely negligible for a city that had been oppressive for so long.

The shops along the street also opened early, and the streets were already full of people, with children of four or five years old playing in groups of five or six in the dense flow of people on the bustling streets.

In the central city of Endiron, every street is like this, and Endirion is the most prosperous fantasy capital in the Chaos Continent.

Although the rain has stopped, the weather is still gloomy, as if to tell people that the rainy season is not over.

At about seven o'clock in the evening, the originally gray sky has already been covered in black, on a narrow road in the old town of Endiron, most of the shops along the street are closed, only the small shops are still lit, as for the reason, there are basically no people to hang out on this street at night, so most of the shops are closed early.

At the end of the road, there was a tavern that was not very large, but the street was deserted, but at the moment the tavern was crowded with all kinds of people, ordinary people or magicians and warriors.

In the inconspicuous corner of a noisy tavern, a middle-aged man with unkempt hair who had been slumped on the ground due to drunkenness looked like he hadn't taken care of it for a long time, and his beard was drowsy with his half-bottle of wine.

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a shabby magic suit indicating his identity as a magician, no one would have known that the drunkard was a magician.

Of course, no one cares what he is, there are too many magicians here.

Suddenly, the main entrance of the tavern was pushed open, and if it hadn't been for someone opening the door, people wouldn't have known that the raindrops had begun to pour down on the land again.

But no one noticed the raindrops that were slowly getting bigger outside, because the moment the door was opened, everyone present was shocked by this person's powerful aura.

The noisy tavern instantly became silent, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man in a magic suit that showed his identity, and did not dare to speak.

Under one person in this Arcane Empire, the magic priest of fire above ten thousand people-Eric, would appear in such a place!

And when the Flame Magic Priest entered the tavern, he quickly swept everyone aside, and the people who were watching him were extremely nervous, because most of them had some inner darkness, for fear that it would be related to them.

But these little characters think too much, how can they be involved with the most powerful mage in the Arcane Empire.

Finally, Eric locked his gaze on the drunken scruffy man in the corner of the tavern.

Between breaths, Eric at the door was in front of the drunkard lying on the ground, and the drunkard was holding an empty wine bottle to his mouth.

Eric was furious when he saw this, grabbed the drunkard by the collar with both hands, lifted him up from the ground, and glared at him.

"I think you're crazy. Eric yelled completely disregarding the image.

The people present were even more panicked, they knew the temper of the Flame Magic Priest, but none of the people present dared to move. Fearing the anger of the lord for his activities, they prayed that the priest would leave quickly.

The tavernkeeper's look was even more funny, his nervous and tense expression, his frightened eyes, and a few beads of sweat on his forehead, which really made people laugh, he was so afraid that the whole tavern would be implicated in his anger and turned into ruins.

Reluctantly, Glaire opened a slit in his right eye, looked at his captor, and suddenly sobered up for three points. "Yo, who is this? The Grand Priest of my Arcane Empire has even come to this kind of place to kill time, boss, give me another drink, I want to drink another three hundred glasses with the Grand Priest. ”

Eric was so angry that he said, "What time is it, you're still drunk here!"

"What do you mean, still drunk here, haven't I always been here drunk into mud? Gler, who was a little agitated by the alcohol, put one arm around his neck and put it on Eric's shoulder, and with the other hand he lifted the empty bottle and poured it into his mouth.

"Hello, boss, serve me a drink!" called Gleyre to the boss's position.

Where did this boss dare to answer, it wasn't looking for death, so he quickly lay down and hid behind the bar.

"You're hopeless. Eric suppressed his anger. Before everyone could react, Eric grabbed Glerle and disappeared into thin air.

The people present have not yet reacted to what the situation is, and no one would have thought that Gler, who was drunk and unconscious all day here, was actually a tenth-level great magician with the same strength as Eric, so everyone present was curious in their hearts about what the relationship between an alcoholic and Eric was.

The tavern quickly regained its clutter, as if nothing had happened.

"It must have something to do with the recent necromancy incident, and the higher-ups of Endiron are getting nervous right now. A man dressed as a magician in the bar said to his friend.

"Eric is the magic priest of the flame, in addition to the magic emperor in the arcane empire, there are the six priests below, I guess the identity of this drunkard is not simple, otherwise how could the magic priest of the flame come in person. ”

Since Eric didn't say Glaire's name in the tavern, and Glair didn't show his aura, these little people who had only heard his name but never seen him didn't know that Glair was the water magic priest of the Arcane Empire.

Eric grabbed Glair out of the tavern, and the two flew over Endy, the contact of the rain made the wine of the Arcane Empire's water magic priest almost sober up, and the state of confusion he had just been in was gone, replaced by a serious expression.

"So, caught, huh?" said Gleyre, grimly.

"Yes. Eric didn't say much.

There was no moonlight tonight, not even a star and a half, and in the deep darkness of the night mixed with the icy rain, the two of them accelerated towards the magic temple, and everyone was waiting for them.