Infiltrating Bromin College was easier than expected.

Elvis wore the gray cloth robe of the apprentice, and from the back, he looked almost exactly like Fresen. But he refused to take off the small silver ring in his left ear, which seemed to have a special meaning for him, and he had to wear a hood at all times to cover it up a little.

But it doesn't matter, I don't think anyone will pay attention to his looks, Fresen's iconic figure replaces his face, and in the minds of most people, he is just a tall and thin back, not what he looks like.

That was Fresen's sorrow. At Bromin College, he was not a man of flesh and blood.

There is still some necessary preparation to be done before the official action. I can't have two Fressen at the same time, he's striking, and I'm going to have to take out one of them to prevent the consequences.

Padgy's news had a big impact on me, and I changed my whole person. It's hard to put into words a subtle change in mentality – I'm back in the past, like a bloodthirsty and cruel beast, where human morality is unbinding, I follow interests, and life has no special value in my eyes.

I didn't hesitate to kill Fresen.

It was not difficult at all to kill him. All I had to do was drugged his dinner, numb him, and carefully break his neck. This avoids bloodshed, which can be tricky to clean up large patches of blood, and trained hounds can sniff out the residual smell of blood and follow the smell to find the body.

His body lay quietly in the concierge of the library, where he spent the night studying history and legends. I suddenly felt a sense of melancholy. The future genius magician was destroyed in my hands like this, will this change the history of the Saro continent?

Elvis immediately set out to investigate the "Eye of the Array" on the stone wall, and he threw the job of disposing of the corpse to me.

Burying it in the ground is never a good idea, and without the tools at hand, digging a pit will inevitably leave traces, and the putrid smell of the corpse will attract flies and beetles, and it will not be long before the traces are exposed. I decided to reach out to my downline, who had been lurking at Bromin College for years and must know where it was safest to hide the body.

His name was April, the poor young man who worked in the kitchen.

There were about two hundred tutors, apprentices, and servants stationed at Bromin's College, and the pack horses that carried the supplies only came once every few days, so it was necessary to store enough food to provide three meals a day for so many people. In the past, when the weather was harsh, the pack horses could not go up the mountain, and the apprentices had to freeze and starve. To solve this problem, Dean Kozmo invested in the construction of a warehouse.

The warehouse is located in the southwest corner of the college, next to the kitchen, the upper floor is used to store bread, cheese and vegetables, and the lower cellar is piled with ice, wrapped in straw pieces to create an artificial freezing environment for storing all kinds of meat products.

Not only kitchen helpers but also apprentices and apprentices frequented the warehouse, and at Bromin's Academy, the Elementary Freezing Technique was one of the most frequently practiced spells.

Late that night, Aprilel and I carried the body to the corner of the cellar, surrounded by ice and meat products, and no one could have imagined that there was a great evil hidden under the frozen pork and mutton.

Until he found a way to destroy the body, Fresen lay there, looking peaceful, as if he were asleep.