"Cocky boy, you'd better take care of yourself first, Hurricane Attire!"

Genod scolded, the spiked weapon in his hand opened up, and the almost dark night sky was dyed bright red.

Demon Martial Arts?!

The corners of Lorraine's mouth rose, and his right hand touched Hei Che, and his purple eyes shone brightly, staring at the demonic martial arts.

The two chains of Genod's arms stretched out like two poisonous snakes, and the hurricane tore at the sky like a demon.

Lorraine drew his sword and slashed upward, slicing through the hurricane and slashing into Genod's chest. Jenod looked up and stretched out his mouth, his white fangs revealing his bloodthirsty nature. Stepped forward and prepared to bite Lorraine's shoulder.

"Tsk, that's really troublesome!" Lorraine ducked sideways with her sword, unsheathed and severed a chain wrapped around her body. Stabbed Genod in the lower abdomen.

But he didn't think so, and reached out to grab the black cut and pulled it out of the wound. It was already a provocation to show Lorraine the blood dripping from his palm.

Lorraine smiled and leaned her head in response, "Really?!" A surprised gaze fell.

Jenod looked down at his lower abdomen being devoured at an alarming rate. The original deep bone scar became black, gradually depleting the vitality.

Jenod spread his wings and shook Lorraine away, covering his wound with one hand as he healed.

There's something wrong with that knife of his!

Noshobel. Lorraine turned her back and didn't bother to pay attention to the howling hurricane.

"Before you died, I was actually curious."

Genod's steamed buns and black hair, his roots were thrown towards Lorraine below, and the bright red blood covered the entire villa like magma.

"Arrogant boy, as long as you are eroded by my blood, you will only turn into thick blood!"

Lorraine stretched out his hand and his breath swelled, and the cyclone blocked the blood. He also deliberately inhaled the blood gas and spit it out through his nose.

Jenod stabbed the finger of the thousand, and a hundred streamers slammed into Lorraine.

"Turn into a hornet's nest, boy."

Lorraine didn't turn her head back, but reached out to pick up her hair, and slashed the thumb of her right hand with a knife.

Fast! It's so fast that it doesn't feel pain, so ruthless that it doesn't hesitate at all.

"When you swing your knife tens of thousands of times a day, you can reach this state too, right? Lord Earl! "

"You're ......" Jenod's eyes widened, and his face was long gone. Before dying, they were full of unwillingness. With a simple look, a huge black shadow behind Lorraine naturally landed and raised a cloud of dust.

The black raincoat was stained with blood, and the skeleton was on the verge of shattering.

Not dead? It seems to be a vampire.

Lorraine jumped off the roof and looked at the empty ground a little speechless, obviously if he was killed, he would have to peel off his skin, why is there not even a figure now, only a large pile of black bloodstains.

Outside the Royal Academy of Magic, there is a very quaint castle with dust and wall grass on it that no one has cleaned up for hundreds of years, but the footprints on the ground indicate that there are often people coming and going here, and there is a strange thing everywhere.

A black figure, turning into a black streamer, quickly rushed into the gate of the castle, and black blood dripping everywhere on the way to the road.

Jenod held on to the door, panting, and kept looking around.

"I was careless, I didn't expect it to be planted on the head of a yellow-haired boy this time. If it weren't for the atavistic vampire blood that the High Priestess gave me, I would have really gotten anywhere. "

"Jenod, why did you come back so quickly this time, don't you know that such a swaggering exposure of your whereabouts will displease your master?"

The quaint door was slowly pushed open, and the dusty aura came to his face, which made Genod excited.

Looking at the old man in front of him who was wearing a tuxedo and dragging his dress cloak to the ground, he made a big salute.

"You're hurt?!"

"Yes, the person who kicked the iron plate this time is definitely not something I can handle."

The old man nodded, was silent, and did not say anything.

"Is the master in there?"

"The master has come out of retreat, and there is no big problem, I still have to summon you just now, go in quickly."

With the help of the old man, Genod walked into the castle step by step, and went up the stairs to a compartment. At the end of the bright red carpet was a throne with a woman sitting upright, with her legs crossed. In the darkness, two bare bare bits of scarlet light scrutinized Genod.

Noshobel. Lorraine yawned, still holding a stack of books in her arms, and pushed open the classroom door. When he saw that the classroom was full, and in some places there were even many students holding notebooks in their hands with serious faces, he thought that he had gone to the wrong classroom.

When he saw Ming Ke sitting in the first row with a serious face, he realized that he had made a mistake.

Lorraine put away the previous look of being a child, and coughed twice deliberately. Putting on a very sophisticated look, he walked up to the podium and put his textbook on the table.

The students in the audience saw Lorraine walk up to the podium, and they all stopped the movement at hand, and took out their textbooks one after another, some of them had no place to stand in place, but they were very serious and kept a military posture, and finally these people stood up one after another, bowed together, and said hello to the teacher.

What's wrong with this group of students? A few days ago, they rejected me and didn't want to go to my class, why today? Could it be that you are impressed by my handsomeness?

Lorraine casually took out a book from the stack of books he had brought with him and read it, and after reading it for a while, he realized that he couldn't understand it at all, and some of the words he didn't know knew yet. He simply threw it on the podium.

"Students, in today's lesson, I will tell you a little bit about the relationship between magical combat experience and melee combat."

"Teacher, I heard that the last time you defeated the three Inspectors, was it true or not?" A chubby boy raised his hand and asked.

"Huh? This classmate ......"

Before he could finish speaking, another female classmate with a very sweet appearance. A high ponytail is worn behind his head. said: "Teacher, I've heard everything, you are really powerful, even the imperial overseer can defeat it!"

Ten thousand question marks flashed in Lorraine's heart, how did they know these things?

Ming Ke, who was sitting below, glanced at this Lorraine, and then gradually eased.

"Students, can you say hello one by one about these things after class?"

The students in the audience glanced at each other and nodded silently.

Lorraine didn't know what to say, and he didn't know anything about the magical guidance.

"Teacher, why don't you talk about the cooperation between practical experience and magic."

Ming Ke saw Lorraine's embarrassed look, so he took the initiative to come out to relieve him.

Lorraine was just about to say yes when another voice came into her ears again.

"Teacher, I still think magic is more important. So could you please tell us a little bit more about the application and skills of magic? ”

Ming Ke looked back and frowned, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

The girl stood there and gave Lorraine the feeling that there was a fresh fragrance quietly spreading throughout the room, clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, and Lorraine saw a rare strength.

It's talent!

Lorraine woke up, and he could see in this girl that the magic power fluctuated extremely strongly. It's hard for ordinary people to notice, but his beast-like instincts tell him that this girl is very talented.

"What's your name?"

"Irenas. Mira. ”