"As for the latter one, it depends on the situation."

Sallilise shrugged at this point and said, apparently she didn't know much about what was behind her.

"Mentor Lilith, when will there be a showdown? Or where is the duel going on? ”

"When or where should the time and place of the duel be?"

The once quiet classroom was once again sounding.

"It's been more than a week since you entered the academy, as for the time and place of the battle, it should be after this month, or in these days, because in the past, this duel would only start after the contributions of new students, and at the same time, your current session seems to be the fastest to start, of course, even if there are not students who make a big enough contribution, the academy will open regularly in a month."

Sallith looked at the students below and said in a slightly heavy tone.

Hearing Sallilis say this, these students below were also even more excited.

You know, the rewards for this battle are too tempting for them.

"Alright, let's start class."

As Sallith spoke, she began to talk about the explanation of spells and herbs of the Resurrection's magic.

In the stone building where the mentor was deliberating, Mogfes was sitting in front of several mentors in front of him at this time, and he didn't forget to cross Erlang's legs.

"I know through the magic array brand of my Mogg clan that the murderer of my son is in the Warcraft training ground, I want to go in to avenge my son, you guys don't want to stop me again, right?"

Mogfess spoke in an increasingly cold tone at this time, and at the same time did not forget to squint slightly at the several mentors in front of him.

"Are there any students in the Warcraft training ground who are actually fighting in it now?"

Dzyyor glanced at the menacing Mogfes in front of him, and asked a mentor next to him with a heart full of reluctance.

"There are two classes, the second class of the first swordsman department and the first class of the first sorcerer department."

A mentor next to him whispered in Dezhiyol's ear at this time.

Hearing this, Ditchyol's brow furrowed.

To be honest, he was worried that Moggeti had been killed by someone from the two classes.

After some discussion, Djyol spoke up.

"You can go in, but you can only send three people in, and our mentor will be with you the whole time."

As soon as Dzyyol's words fell, Mogfes frowned, but said nothing more.

"Yes."

After Mogfes finished speaking, he discussed with the retainers he had brought with him, and then decided on the candidate.

Now that he was on the territory of the Krotisk Academy, he naturally wouldn't anger them.

In this way, no less than four mentor leaders took Mogfate to the Warcraft training ground.

"Patriarch, it looks like the other party is not worried about letting us in."

On Mogfeth's side, a retainer looked at the four mentors leading the team in front of him, and immediately whispered to Mogfes.

"Let them go or not, I just want to find out who killed my Yi'er now."

Mogfes clenched his fists tightly and spoke in a cold tone.

Hearing Mogfes say this, the retainer who originally wanted to speak out again also shut up.

Entering the Warcraft Training Ground, the mentor who originally came to the Warcraft Training Ground to lead the team also noticed it, and then came to the place where the four mentors led the team.

"Let's suspend the training of the students of your two classes first."

The mentor who was talking was halfway through his speech, and he didn't forget to glance at the three Mogfith not far away.

Seeing that Mogfes and a few of them were also here, they naturally knew what Mogfes was here for.

It took nearly two hours to gather the students who were still scattered, and at this time, these students had a look of confusion and confusion on their faces.

What is not lazy is that they just wanted to hunt a demonic beast, and it only took more than ten minutes at most, but they were called to assemble, so they had to let go of the demonic beast first.

As for the puzzlement, they don't understand why they want to gather, they can't say that they can't hunt demonic beasts for the time being, right?

"Mogfes, please."

At this time, one of these mentors spoke up.

Mogfes didn't pay attention to the mentor's tone, but frowned.

"Are all of your students really here?"

Mogfes asked, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"It's all here, a hundred people in the second class of the first series of swordsmen."

"A group of 100 magicians."

"There are two hundred people in total, and if you don't believe it, you can count them."

When the two mentors saw Mogfes like this, they were also angry, and then they spoke out angrily.

"If all of your students are here, then why is the magic array engraved on me clearly in the depths of this forest?"

Mogfes apparently felt that the mentors were lying to him and had his killers hiding in the deepest recesses.

But how did they know that the magic array on their bodies could sense it, they said that all the people were here, but the direction of the magic array was in the deepest place, didn't they just want to catch the murderer of their son?

"What do you mean, Mogfes?"

At this time, these mentors were also angry, they brought him to the Warcraft training ground was already the biggest concession, but he actually suspected that they were hiding the murderer, and at the same time, they even wanted to enter the deepest range of the Warcraft training ground.

I'm afraid that finding the murderer of his son is secondary, and entering the deepest part of the Warcraft training ground to wreak havoc is the main thing.

"What do you mean? What a great way to do it at your Krotisk Academy! In order not to catch the murderer of my Yi'er, he hid in the deepest depths, but you didn't expect that the magic array of my Mogg clan is not an ordinary magic array, and anyone who kills the direct descendants of my Mogg clan will have the resonance of the son-mother magic array. ”

At this time, Mogfes spoke angrily, and at the same time, his reason was slowly occupied by anger.

"Evacuate the trainees and tell them to call Djör."

The mentor who had the most voice in this group of mentors spoke up to the mentors on the side at this time.

As his voice fell, one of the instructors left with the two hundred students.

"Mogfes, this is the Crotisk Academy, do you want to destroy the friendly relationship between the Academy and your Mogg clan?"

The mentor asked again with a frown.

"Shit's Krotisk Academy, shit's friendly relations; Today, I, Mogfes, swear here that I will catch the murderer of my son no matter what, and whoever dares to stop me will kill whoever I want, even if Kermesius brings those ninth-level archmages to stop it, it is not negotiable. ”

What Mogfes said at this time also made the mentor angry.