"The Northern Continent?" The throbbing light of the fire illuminated Agareth's eyes and the bloodstains in the room.

"My lord, it's been cleared." A hooded man half-knelt at Agareth's feet, bowed his head, and humbly reported to him.

"According to the confession, Manji left without saying goodbye many days ago, and even his wife and children did not know his whereabouts."

Manticol was once a member of the Saints, and after the Demon King lost power, he decisively rebelled against the Saints organization, and designed to capture the core members of the Saints, with Agareth and Siddis being his original targets. As a result, Agareth ignored him at all, and Siddis did take the bait, but she fell into the ambush circle and forced her through the ambush and walked away.

This made Manticol completely useless, and was thrown into a corner like a rag to eat ashes.

After the Demon King returned, Manticol reflected on what he had done, and then ran away.

If you don't run away, will you go to the Emerald Forest to be killed and set an example for the monkeys?

Where did he think that Agareth actually had the idea of sparing his life, but this glimmer of life was cut off by his own hands.

"Manticol was so frightened that he didn't even want his own tribe, but it was also expected by me." Agareth snorted disdainfully. In his opinion, it is better for Manticol to stay in his tribe honestly and wait for death, at least this will reduce the innocent.

"The divination results show that the other person is in the Northern Continent, let's go, he can't escape—take his sons with him, they are the best divination medium." He waved his hand, tossed the sacrifice in his hand aside, and walked out of the hut with his younger brothers.

Not far away, Manticor's direct blood relatives were tied together with ropes like lambs to the slaughter.

Just as the group was about to leave, the mirror in Agareth's arms shook violently twice.

He paused and reached for the Holy Mirror.

Men: (o∀o)

Agares: (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

This is a mirror that only saints have, a mirror that can communicate directly with the master, and a symbol of status and status. As for the mirrors that he mass-produced, he didn't think they were holy mirrors, because the holders of those mirrors had not yet passed the master's assessment and belonged to non-staff personnel in the organization.

Boys, work hard, and you may be able to have a holy mirror in the future.

Agareth glanced at his men with encouraging eyes. However, in the eyes of everyone, it was not very convenient for him to chat with his master, so he waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to go to the Northern Continent first, and then concentrated on replying to the master's message.

Robben: [In?] 】

Agareth: [Yes, do you have any instructions?] 】

Robben: [Mirror adds a new feature, I need to make the sentence better convey my inner emotions, it would be better if the chat partner could see each other's faces]

Agareth: ......

He was silent in the face of the leader's request.

Robben's later request is easy to understand, and it is not difficult to implement, but what does the first half of the master's words mean?

After a moment's thought, Agareth gradually understood what his master was trying to say.

Many times the same words can have diametrically opposite meanings, such as "You're doing a great job!" This sentence is mostly a compliment to himself, and it is likely to be a gritted tooth when he says it to Siddy. If you can use the Holy Mirror to send a message, these two sentences can't reflect the difference at all, and they need to be contextualized - but what if the other side can't see that you are yin and yang?

Maybe we can add some special symbols to express our feelings? Agareth gradually became aware of his eyebrows.

Agareth: [Okay, got it]

Robben: [(•̀∀•́) Stick]

Agareth:!

He felt like he had come to his senses.

After chatting with Agareth, Robben chatted with Emma again, and the two exchanged goodnight and fell asleep together.

As soon as he closed his eyes, when he opened them again, it was already morning, and today was the opening day of school, and Robben was going to take his first magic lesson - magic and magic.

This course teaches students the basic concepts of the wizarding world and guides them to practice magic, which is a very basic but very important course.

When he pushed open the classroom door, his eyes were instantly drawn to the tabby cat on the podium.

It squatted in the middle of the podium, surrounded by a few girls, who tried to curry favor with it, but it ignored the students.

"Do you mean ——??" Robben's heart began to beat faster.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the cat was quite extraordinary, it was probably not an ordinary cat, it was probably the result of their professor's transformation.

Robben sat down in a corner and waited for the class to start and the professor's amazing appearance.

But before the professor came, his roommates came first, and the three of them came together, looking at Robben with complicated eyes, as if to say, "Good boy, where did you go last night?"

If you don't go home at night, even the dull roommates are afraid that something is wrong, you can't say that you went to the bar to buy a night of drunkenness, right? Robben must be interrogated to see if this guy has been corrupted by the so-called love, betrayed the single class, and become the kind of shameless person who exudes the sour smell of love all over his body.

It soon became clear that there was no need for interrogation: a beautiful blonde girl sat straight next to Robben, her fair neck and perfect side face shaking the three of them dizzy.

Originally, the three roommates were still arguing about which witch was the best-looking in the West Tower, but now the problem has been closed.

Robben is in their hearts, and now he has changed from a father-in-law to an old thief.

Old thief, you deceive me too much!

As everyone knows, Robben, who was envied by his roommates, only felt his scalp tingle at this time.

Sister, spare me! What if Emma knew about this......

He couldn't even think of the consequences.

Robben, who felt something was wrong, wanted to change his position, but at this moment, the door of the classroom was pushed open again. A handsome witch with short pale blonde hair and a pure black robe strode into the classroom, pulling out her wand as she went, and slid a little over the classroom window, where all the windows closed and the curtains slid neatly to the edge of the window.

The voices in the classroom disappeared instantly, and everyone was shocked by the fierce witch, and did not dare to speak again so as not to touch her moldy head.

The witch walked up to the podium and casually pointed to the tabby, which floated up from the podium all the way to the door, and then fell to the ground with a thud. Then, the door to the classroom slammed shut.

After sending the cat out, the short-haired witch introduced herself, "Now we can take classes, my name is Monica Warren, and I'm the professor of Magic and Magic. ”

A piece of chalk floated up, and Monica's name was written on the blackboard behind her.

Robben: ......

Is that cat really just a cat?!

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