The huge city gate was opened, and two rows of majestic knights stood on either side of the gate, solemnly checking the documents of passers-by.

"Please come in."

After carefully checking a merchant's papers, a knight respectfully returned it and beckoned the next carriage to enter the city.

The caravan with the coat of arms of the Clavanna family pulled a long queue of goods, kicked up dust, and crossed the sparse paths into the royal capital.

When the knights saw the Clevenner family logo on the convoy's cargo box, their hearts suddenly tightened to the extreme.

It's a family symbol they're all too familiar with.

The knights egged on each other, and the steel armor collided slightly, making a low sound.

Eventually, one of the knights was pushed out by his companions and looked back at his teammates in some embarrassment, but he had already walked to the front, and could only stubbornly conduct a routine inspection of the Kravenna caravan.

The caravan took out all the necessary documents.

After confirming that the documents are complete, the goods are inspected.

One by one, the knights lifted the curtain blocking the wagons and gradually became relieved to see the fully qualified goods.

He expertly and briskly inspected each carriage, gradually relaxing.

It wasn't until the last carriage stopped, and before the knight could check it, the curtain of the carriage was automatically opened.

The knight was slightly stunned and slowly raised his head.

I saw a man in a black trench coat sitting inside.

His gaze moved upwards to meet Victor's.

At that moment, it was as if the knight's heart had stopped.

Blood rushed to his brain, and his limbs trembled.

Facing Victor's cold eyes, he felt like a lamb to the slaughter.

The knight's body trembled, and he hurriedly bowed to Victor:

"Dimension... Count Victor. ”

"Welcome... Come back. ”

In the whole royal capital, who doesn't know Victor?

A member of the Mage Council, the chief professor of the Royal Academy of Magic, the personal tutor of the princess of the empire, and the head of the Clevenna family.

Even, he is the former head of the Knights, the fiancé of Gwen Delin.

Victor nodded faintly, and the curtain of the carriage closed automatically.

Seeing that there was no unusual signal, the knight in front removed the barricade and allowed the carriage to pass.

The inspecting knight froze in place, his eyes glazed over.

The one who was lying in Count Victor's arms just now......

It seems to be ...... Captain Gwen Knight?

……

A horse-drawn carriage drove slowly towards the Delin Mansion, the soft sound of wheels echoing through the quiet streets.

The servant noticed the carriage with the coat of arms of the Klavenna family coming and hurried back to the mansion to report it.

Moments later, Kevlar walked out of the mansion, pushed open the door, and greeted him.

However, she was surprised to see Victor standing next to the carriage.

Before she could say more, Victor's finger tapped.

Then, a green glow surged from his fingertips, and melted into the carriage along his fingers.

A few wisps of vines gradually grew on the ground, and they rose, gently lifting Gwen, who was lying in the carriage unconscious, out.

Kevlar looked at Gwen, who was lying motionless on the vine, startled, and hurriedly ran forward and took her from the vine into her arms.

At this moment, Victor's voice came from behind:

"She's been in a coma from yesterday to now, take good care of her."

After Victor finished speaking briefly, he got into the carriage and slowly drove away from the Delin Mansion.

Kevlar scrutinized the unconscious Gwen.

Her complexion was calm, her face did not change, and it was almost impossible to tell if she was sick.

But she just closed her eyes tightly and fell unconscious.

Kevlar frowned, stroked Gwen's forehead, and said to herself as if worried:

"How did it come to be like this?"

……

Victor sat quietly in the fleeting carriage, leaning against the window and gazing at the scenery flowing through the street.

Listen quietly to the sound of wheels running over the stone pavement.

A crow stood across from him, picked up a cherry from his plate, and ate it down the beak.

While enjoying the delicious taste of cherries, it looked at the quiet Victor and slowly spoke, "Are you ready?" ”

Victor didn't react much, just replied simply, "Maybe." ”

From the beginning, Victor has worked hard to change Gwen's impression of himself.

Pledge your distance from her and try to make Gwen more dependent on him.

And now, he's pretty much done.

Gwen's every move was almost in Victor's eyes,

However, he misjudged a little.

That is, Gwen has long been targeted.

【Believers of the Goddess】

The goddesses they worship have no leisure to arrange for their followers,

But only the believers will miss the goddess coming back to the world all the time.

So, they have to make sure that Gwen can't be contaminated.

"I wasn't going to deal with this stuff before, but now."

Victor's pupils shone with an icy glow, like obsidian:

"They should be cleared."

Vega stretched her wings, put it to her mouth, and yawned.

"You have to think about it, even though God doesn't care about the world anymore, but..."

"You deal with those fanatical cultists, and you will also get the attention of that goddess."

Victor turned his head to look at Vega:

"Isn't that still you?"

"Me? No kidding. ”

Vega waved her wings and stood on Victor's shoulder.

"I'm just an ordinary crow."

Victor's face was still calm:

"That's enough."

Here's a game.

And as a player,

Victor will not turn down any challenge.

The carriage crossed the dusty road, leaving two ruts in the wheels, and slowly drove down the depths.

…

Today's Royal Academy of Magic is particularly lively,

In stark contrast to the desertion of the previous holidays, countless students and parents gathered here, and various aristocratic carriages parked outside the academy to escort their important children into the academy.

Today is the first day of the new semester and the day of the assessment of new students.

The crowd was surging, crowded in front of each mage tower, waiting to enter the assessment.

The professors stood at the top of each mage tower, constantly calling for the candidates to enter.

The mage's tower was filled with heavy and cluttered books, with only a few large wooden tables in front of the professor,

The table was covered with white paper, and next to it was a white quill pen, but the tip of the pen was stained with ink.

A professor took the list, pushed his glasses, and read the name:

"Bruce Cade."

"Pischel Maurson."

…

The students whose names were called walked through the portal with confidence on their faces.

The proctor professor continued to look at the list and randomly named them:

"Aurelian..."

"Huh?"

The professor pushed his glasses and brought the list close to his eyes, and his eyes froze.

"Aurelien Sao... Saul!? ”

When the name was called, even he himself was a little incredulous, the list in his hand trembled, and his eyes widened.

When the other students heard the name, they all sat in their seats with blank expressions.

Under the blue sky of the Mage Tower, countless students were like scattered pearls, anxiously waiting for the professors to mention their names.

When they heard the name in the wide square, their eyes widened in the same way.

Who?

Aurelian Saul!?

In the midst of the crowd,

In the midst of the crowd, a girl with long silver hair like a waterfall slowly walked out.

The clothes she wore were simple and generous, but they perfectly showed her peerless face in the sun.

Aurelian gently reached behind her head and brushed away her flowing hair.

An air of elegance and nobility from the inside out immediately permeated her.

She calmly stepped into the teleportation array, and under the gaze of everyone, she walked into the mage tower.

She smiled when she made eye contact with the professor when she entered.

With the elegance and extraordinary dignity of the royal family, she bowed to the professor very dignifiedly.

The other students looked at the graceful Aurelian, stunned in their seats, their mouths open, staring blankly at the girl who was different.

They watched in silence as Aurelian sat down, and their hearts were shocked.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, actually, participated in the same assessment as them!?

This!!!

After all, Aurelian is the princess of the Empire.

If you want to enter the Royal Academy of Magic, it's basically just a matter of the royal family.

The dean was eager to come forward in person and invite the princess to study at the academy.

But shock is shock, being a princess does not mean that she is also a special genius.

Although Aurelian's actual combat exploits are publicized very loudly.

But the written test is a written test, which is completely different from the actual battle.

This also made many students feel shocked but still have courage for themselves.

They felt that they still had a chance to surpass the princess.

After a brief moment of shock, the professor gently cleared his throat and continued to summon the other candidates.

Every student who stepped into the classroom was shocked the moment they caught a glimpse of the princess.

But then, they can only comfort themselves and cheer for the same reason, just like other candidates.

Soon, when each candidate was seated, the professor turned an ancient hourglass upside down and solemnly announced:

"The exam starts, and it's two hours long."

"Each student's exam questions are on a blank sheet of paper on the table, please use the quill pen that was given to answer it, but don't break the quill pen."

"Also, the ink on it won't run out."

The professor looked up, glanced at Aurelian, and continued:

"You have 10 minutes to mark the papers."

With that, he leaned back on the podium, the circle slightly brightened behind him, and his gaze wandered around the room, resting on each student.

No slight movement can escape his observation.

The students were immersed in the exam papers, frowning.

Some sigh from time to time, and some can't help but touch their foreheads, trying to find clues to the answer.

There was a creaking metal sound from the seats, and many sighs and gnashing teeth rang out from time to time.

Seeing this, the professor then reminded loudly:

"Quiet review, no talking!"

Soon, ten minutes passed, and at the bottom of the hourglass, only a small trace of sand slid off.

At first, many students were still in the same place, like sculptures, with the tip of the pen resting on the blank test paper and not knowing how to put the pen.

Aurelian, however, was different from them, with her hands crossed to her chest and her fingers moving slightly.

The quill in front of her seemed to have a life, and it automatically answered the question according to her wishes.

It is so fast that it is far faster than normal human writing, and it is almost completely synchronized with Aurelian's thinking.

After only a moment, she raised her arms gracefully: "I'm done." ”

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

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