Prince Reyred's thick eyebrows were mixed together, and he stared at Rogers's clear, determined eyes, and a look of enthusiasm and hope for the future.

He didn't say anything about Rogers' thoughts, but after a long silence, he made the decision to take Rufia away from Rogers.

As soon as Prince Rheeed told Rogers about his decision, Rufia quickly ran through the courtyard.

"Do I have to go?"

She reached out and grabbed Rogers' sleeve, biting her lip, with a little grief and reluctance in her eyes, and a fawn-like look that made people feel pity.

Prince Rand couldn't help but turn dark when he saw this, obviously he made the decision, but his daughter went to ask Rogers, as if in the end, whether to leave or stay had to be decided by the stinky boy next to him.

"The rest of my journey may be a bit dangerous, school will start soon, and we will see you in St. Hell." Rogers softly reassures Rufia.

Her strength is still too weak compared to Alina and Alice, and what Rogus is going to do next will touch the interests of many people, so it is the best choice to let her settle down first.

"Hmm, okay." Rufia nodded obediently when she heard this, and then looked at her father with a pout, she felt that if it wasn't for the prince's mention, she didn't need to part with Rogus at all.

Prince Rheed saw Rufia's complaining eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he tried to squeeze out a gentle smile that was slightly embarrassed:

"Your mother misses you too, and if it weren't for my obstruction, she would have come to you when you ran away with Rutgers.

"If you follow Rogers to do those dangerous things this time, I will definitely not be able to persuade her, and you know her temper ......"

Rufia was silent for a moment before she hummed softly, and then she packed up her small belongings a little, and reluctantly said goodbye to Alina and Rogers, and left the Holy Mountain with Prince Rheeid in three steps.

In the next few days, Rutgers stayed in the courtyard on the mountainside, but the sacrifices that came to find him became more and more frequent, and the content was basically that so-and-so wanted to visit him, but Rogers directly refused.

A week later, High Priest Yalodevo, the mountain guard, made a point of finding Rogus before he was about to leave for the Holy City to observe the Sacrifice Tournament.

"After I left, there is no one in the Holy Mountain who can resist the desires of the outside world, and your stay in the Holy Mountain for too long has also caused the Pantheon to bear unnecessary stigma...... the outside world is speculating whether the Temple wants to drain the value of the temple before you die."

Rogers couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, now there are many people outside the mountain who have the intention of digging up more knowledge before he dies, but they didn't expect that they would treat others with themselves, and press this kind of selfish desire on the head of the Pantheon.

After apologizing to High Priest Yalodevo, Rogus no longer stayed on the Holy Mountain, and the next day he packed up his baggage and set off, passing through the carriage and teleportation array, and went straight to the imperial capital.

……

It's the middle of summer, and the sun is scorching the earth mercilessly, making everything hot.

Rogers had just entered the imperial capital in a horse-drawn carriage, and through the car window, he watched the pedestrians in the streets flee the blazing sun, their faces exhausted and anxious, and they hurried away in sweat.

There is very little breeze, only an occasional hint of heat, which makes it feel even more sultry.

"I've finally waited for you!"

After a short walk, a voice full of surprise came from outside the car, and Rogers moved his gaze slightly to see Edith standing next to the car.

The other party was wearing coarse cloth short sleeves and shorts at this time, without any aristocratic demeanor.

Rogers stepped out of the carriage with Alice and Alina's support on his cane, looking up at the brand-new building in front of him.

Behind the tall and majestic doors are buildings of varying heights, made of heavy stone blocks, which stand in an orderly manner.

"This is the public school I built according to your request, so that it could be built sooner, and when I came back, I personally worked with the workers.

"The school is not officially open at the moment, but I have hired some teachers and cooks from your royalties, and I have placed many homeless children who used to live in the Osakah district, that is, in the stomach of the devil.

"However, there are so many poor people in Osek-Kul that I am afraid that this public school will not be able to carry even one-tenth of the children's education, so I can only select some of these talents to be included in the school."

Edith leads Rogers into the schoolyard, constantly telling about what he has done since listening to Rutgers's orders.

The public school at the foot of the city is built on the edge of the Osek-Ke district, with free tuition and much of the knowledge learned in the basic textbooks that Rogers had written, mainly including grammar, mathematics and simple physics.

Coming to the shadow of a towering tower, sheltering from the scorching heat, Rogers looked up, and through the [Enlightenment Miracle], he could sense that there were already hundreds of children in more than a dozen classrooms, learning the most basic literacy with the teachers.

"Working with the workers yourself? Then you ...... now."

After a moment's scrutiny, Rogus looked sideways at Edith, who was dressed in cloth, and his tone was visibly provocative.

It is an unbearable shame for a magician to be involved in basic labor like a commoner.

And the nobles will only work when they go to the homes of the higher nobles and train as glorious knights.

As both a magician and the heir of a great nobleman, Edith worked with the commoners in the imperial capital, and I am afraid that he used magic uncontrollably for the sake of the early completion of the public school.

His family will probably not fail to react in the slightest in the face of such a degrading and honorable thing.

"I am not the first in line to the throne, and I have already taken off my surname at this time, completely separated from the family, and am ready to serve the great one with all my heart, and no longer bother with those worldly things."

Edith leaned over his chest and expressed his enthusiasm to Rogers with a reverent expression.

He then continued to lead the way, introducing Rogers to buildings such as office buildings, dormitory buildings, and dining halls.

He didn't take the initiative to ask about Rogus and the Wind Catastrophe, and in his opinion, how could God be injured by a small calamity, all of this was probably just God's plan.

After reading the public school and returning to the school gate, Rogers took out a copy of "Occult Fingers" from his cuff and handed it to Edith:

"Let's include this book in the textbook, I consciously wrote this book is quite easy to understand, and there are no thresholds in ordinary classics."

As he handed out the book, a carriage came galloping in, and when the door opened, several men in magical robes stepped out from under it.

"I didn't expect you to really come to the imperial capital, my name is Bai Karen, and I am a clerk in the Magician's Mansion, you can follow me to the mansion to rest first."

Baiculon had curly brown hair, heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the expression on his face was very eager, but his face stiffened for a moment when he saw the "Occult Fingers" in Edith's hand and thought of the various rumors about the current public school.

Then he opened his mouth to ask tentatively about the book, but an old man beside him tugged at his sleeve without leaving a trace, and stopped what he almost blurted out.

Rogers naturally took all these small actions into his eyes, and most of the people who would join the clerks of the Wizard's Mansion were some wild mages who had no fixed school and could only study hard.

After he established the Demon Community and made his academic research public, it was this group of people who felt the most deeply and benefited the most.

But equally, if he vowed to delegate the occult and magical knowledge to the citizens of the Empire, even the poor people of Osek would have access to this "noble knowledge", it would be this group of people who would be the first to be affected.

Because this will inevitably dilute their privileges, and then cause their status to decline to a certain extent.

Most of the first thoughts of those who eat the cake first are to hide the cake first, rather than give it to the other hungry people.

"Thank you for your hospitality, it just so happens that I am missing a place to stay, let's go now."

Rogers thanked him, dismissed the carriage he had rented after coming to the imperial capital, and stepped into the special carriage of the Wizard's Mansion with Alice and Aliana.

……

Arriving at the mansion, led by Bai Karen, they walked through the carefully arranged gardens, walked among the elegant flower beds and fountains, and crossed the winding paths to the familiar forest villa.

Rogers clearly remembered that the last time he came to the imperial capital, he lived here, and when he saw the flattering gaze cast by Baikaren, he also complimented the other party's intentions: "I'm tired of your attention." ”

Say goodbye to each other and ascend to the bedroom on the second floor, where as usual, the large indoor bed is covered with delicate silk bedding and pillows, and the corner is placed with small bookshelves piled up with various books and artworks.

The soft sofa in the corner and the delicate coffee table create a unique lounge area.

Rogers waved his magic and closed a layer of gauze curtains, vaguely blocking the view of the outside world, and the faint light flowed ethereal in the room, embellishing a faint light and shadow, making the whole space seem to be shrouded in a layer of tranquil light.

"Let's stay here until school starts."

He lay down on the soft sofa and felt a dense and comfortable touch.

It wasn't time for him to die, at the very least, he wanted more magicians to know about his determination to spread knowledge.

After all, the last time I was in the Rutgers School Park in my own territory, it hasn't been long since I said my decision.

"Can your body hold it? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable? ”

Alice sat next to Rogers, looking at Rogers's obviously much more tired expression than before, and his increasingly clumsy posture, and couldn't help but worry.

She could foresee how many magicians and scholars would bother Rogus in the future, and probably wouldn't give him much time to rest.

"I think it will last for about two months......"

Rogers spread out his palms, looked down at his slightly pale palms, and speculated back.

Although it had the help of the other three major spirits, the Wind Calamity still put a lot of burden on Rogers' body because of its maturity level that was much higher than that of the other three calamities.

Like a curse, his muscles became weaker and weaker day by day, his breathing became more difficult and shallow, and the loss of energy and physical strength were evident.

He had lifted the [Devouring Bonus] for a second, and the wind was like a sharp blade, tossing and turning back and forth in his flesh and blood, violently stimulating his nerves, which was not at all endurable by ordinary people.

Alice's soft lips trembled slightly, and the hesitation rippled in the depths of her soul, like the waves rolling on the surface of a lake.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked with difficulty, "Are you really faking your death?" Aren't you lying to me? ”

She could clearly feel Rogers' physical condition with the help of [Intuition Bonus], and the increasingly languishing aura didn't seem to be able to be disguised at all.

And as a saint, she also knows what the catastrophe represents, and Rogess's process of dealing with the catastrophe of the wind is completely different from the previous three plagues.

During the few days she had been in the Holy Mountain, she had heard from the High Priest of the Mountain that Rogers probably foresaw the future, foresaw some kind of future that would only be fulfilled if he died, and would die so generously and without any heart.

Looking back, Rogus had been devouring the Calamity, and at the moment, the four strongest calamities had been dealt with by him, but she also understood that the spirit of the calamity would not dissipate at all.

As the time of death approached, Alice gradually became afraid, she was afraid that Rogers's so-called resurrection was to lie to her, and Rogers did all these things to help her clear the obstacles as much as possible before he died.

Because as long as he dies, the four calamities will pass away with him.

"Of course not."

Rogers looked at Alice's complicated expression, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead, and couldn't help but sigh.

He could predict that ascending gold would probably be no different from ascending silver, and that fateful death would definitely chase him again.

According to the plan, he also wanted to play a plot where he was calculated, making it difficult for him to suppress the calamity, and then Alice executed him by himself.

In his fate, he should have been killed by Alice after surviving Kevin's fist.

Through this symbol of the closed loop of fate, Rogers can completely refer to the spells related to fate in the process of sacrifice and ascension, just like the birth of the spiral sword.

Just looking at the appearance of this holy woman, he never knew how to speak.

With a slight groan, he pondered over and over the time he had been preparing for the ritual for so long, still thinking that he could make it a little more perfect.

Then he leaned forward slightly, looked at Alice solemnly, his eyes revealed a strong determination, and said in a deep voice:

"Remember? After we entered the school, we made a bet about the Shadow Demon, and you owe me a request for it. ”

(End of chapter)