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Dev is an exchange student hand-picked by the Silver Heron Royal Wizarding Order, and goes to the Hurricane Tower in the southern region of the Prosperous Continent for 'exchange learning'.

The above is what Dev himself said.

In fact, the gifted people on the ship all knew that the so-called Silver Heron Royal Wizard Regiment was actually the apprentices of the Hurricane Tower who could not be promoted to official wizards, and they made it themselves after leaving the division. Relying on some of the previous connections in the Hurricane Tower, you can get some recommended places from talented people.

Therefore, 'exchange students' are pure nonsense. An organization with a millennial history and a formal wizard seat would communicate with an organization of wizard apprentices made up of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled?

However, everyone knew that they knew, but they all buried themselves in their hearts and kept silent, because no one dared to offend Dafu. After all, no matter how old, weak, sick and disabled, it is still an extraordinary life. It is rumored that there is also a close apprentice of a formal wizard in the Yinlu Royal Wizarding Order, who only returned to the Central Empire because he failed to advance.

With this relationship, coupled with the abundant financial resources of the Central Empire itself, everyone did not dare to offend Defu too much, even if Defu's behavior was arrogant, they all endured it silently in their hearts.

As Dev walked into the restaurant, the noise around him immediately became much quieter.

Because of this, Angel heard someone whispering on the side: "Hey, why is he alone today, why didn't his group of followers come?"

Dev seemed to hear it too, and glared fiercely at the person who spoke, and when he saw the other party cowering in fright, he buried his head in food, and then laughed and left.

But when Devo walked out of the crowd, his arrogant expression instantly turned cold.

He went to find his attendant just now, and the room was all closed, and he didn't know where the people had gone.

"These damn bastards. Dev gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, without the service of the attendant, he had to do it himself, even if he served a meal.

Although Dev was used to being arrogant in the group of talented, he had obviously heard that the "Bauhinia" had a big background, so he did not have a conflict with the chef, and obediently found an empty seat with the plate and sat down.

Angel glanced at Dev as he entered, and then didn't pay any more attention to Dev from beginning to end.

He was now in a little confused, and after Dev stepped into the dining-room, Ingres heard the door door rattle twice, but Dev was the only one who entered.

Could it be that I have been using my brain too much in the past few days and have auditory hallucinations?

From an early age, Ingres was trained by Jon to observe his surroundings, not to avoid evil, but to capture details and self-actualization, to get inspiration and opportunity from everything. In short, it is to reflect the ability of self-knowledge.

Ingres has always prided himself on his instinct to capture subtle details, but today it seems to have fallen out of order.

Shaking his head, Ingres gave up thinking about this somewhat treacherous detail. It's not about you, it's a waste of time.

He likes to enjoy the explosion of taste buds brought by food, and will even indulge in food, but only if it is 'food'. For the food on the plate that can only satisfy the stomach, he chooses to accept it rather than indulge it. While eating, his mind started running again, and he started mental arithmetic on some unsolved answers.

A scream came from not far away, interrupting Ingres' thoughts of which planet he had flown to.

"Ahhhh This was followed by the clatter of crumbling utensils.

Ingres frowned with displeasure.

I saw that not far away, His Royal Highness, the originally arrogant Third Prince of the Central Empire, was in a mess, covering his neck with one hand, and blood was flowing from his fingers. The other hand lifted the tablecloth and waved it around, shattering the ceramic tableware to the ground.

Like an enraged bull terrier, Dev waving his claws everywhere. But it was useless, for there was not a single person within twenty meters of him.

"Hey, he's crazy again? No, why is he bleeding?"

"Don't you see the scar on his neck?" someone muttered under his breath, "strange, but there's no one around him?"

"It can't be a ghost, right?"

There was a lot of discussion among the onlookers, but none of them thought of stepping forward to help, not to mention how bad Deve's personality was, and the strange situation alone deterred them.

"The blood flow was fast, but not to the point of gushing, it was supposed to be a cut in the vein. Angel glanced at it and said secretly in his heart: "Even if it is a vein cut, with his current blood flow rate, if he does not get first aid within 10 minutes, he will definitely die." ”

"There was a knife wound, but there was no one with the knife. Ingres's eyes circled, not seeing anyone near Deve, and he suddenly remembered the strange second sound of the previous door lattice, his brows furrowed, and his eyes flickered: "It's kind of interesting." ”

Is an invisible person? an apprentice wizard, or is it a peer gift?

Ingres leans towards the latter. If you are a wizard's apprentice, there is no need to stealth and assassinate, and you can't miss a single hit.

Angel thought to himself, Dev was still going crazy, but as time passed, his voice became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, he didn't know what he heard, so he suddenly picked up the red wine on the table next to him and slammed it in the direction of the southeast window.

The crimson liquor did not splash on the wooden wall as expected, but was forced to stop in mid-air five meters away.

The wine slowly flowed down, and a red figure gradually appeared.

"Is there really someone? and an invisible person!" exclaimed, pointing to the man who had been poured wine and revealed his figure. "It can't be a wizard!"

"Wizard, don't be kidding, how can a high-ranking wizard come stealthily to assassinate us, and if you want us to die, you only need to spit on us, and we will never turn over. Someone scoffed.

"Wait and see, you'll know who it is right away. A certain gifted person next to him pointed to the invisible one, "I remember that Master Comon talked about the magic of invisibility, the illusion of invisibility by illusion, the concealment of hiding in another dimension, and the invisibility of relying on light and shadow to create visual illusions, the first two are only practiced by formal wizards, and below the formal spell, only level 0 tricks can have the effect of invisibility - uneven light and shadow." ”

This refers to Master Comern as the guide of the wizarding organization 'Gravity Forest', and is a second-level wizard apprentice.

"The light and shadow are uneven, and the person who uses this trick will definitely appear as long as he is touched by a foreign object. ”

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the other party is using invisibility alchemy props. However, this kind of alchemy prop, even Lord Comerne, can't afford it. ”

As the man spoke, the invisible man who had been splashed with red wine revealed his true identity.

Ingres looked at it and raised his eyebrows: it was a handsome young man in a tattered cloth robe, with an unruly face.

Ingres didn't know the other party, but judging from the details of the other party's clothing and movements, this gifted person's family should belong to the bottom of the poor.

A low-level poor boy, a noble prince.

The poor boy's face was full of unruliness, looking at the bleeding Defu, and the corners of his mouth were grinning with an arrogant and bloodthirsty smile, faintly carrying the pleasure of revenge.

The once noble prince, when he saw the true death of the poor boy, had disbelief and resentment in his eyes, and there was a trace of regret in his hideous expression.

"Interesting, the story behind these two people may be so bloody that it makes Manna gossip for a whole year. Angel laughed as she recalled the time when the head Manna maid had gossiped about Watford's famous scumbag aristocrats.

Angel shook his head, ready to turn around and leave the restaurant, he didn't want to waste his time in this kind of bloody plot.

As soon as he stood up, a middle-aged lady with silver hair full of aristocratic style appeared at the scene of the chaos.

This graceful and luxuriously dressed lady happened to happen to Ingres had heard of: Lady Merlin, a third-level wizard apprentice on the Bauhinia, from the wizarding organization - the Hurricane Tower.

Now that Mrs. Merlin has appeared, the ending of the poor boy who killed with a knife is also predictable...... of it...... Ingres' eyes suddenly froze, and he saw Mrs. Merlin come to the center of the field, ignoring the half-dead Dev lying on the ground, but with a look of surprise, a large number of young men with knives hurting people up and down.

Madame Merlin raised her hand and swept away the filth from the boy's body.

"What's your name?" asked Lady Merlene to the poor boy.

"Isli. Dear Lord Merlin, my name is Isli. The boy said respectfully. He didn't give his surname because he didn't have a 'surname'. The 'surname' represents the inheritance of a family, he is an orphan, and his name is the name of the wolf dog raised by the noble lord who once served. In order to get this name, he fought with the wolf dog until his whole body was covered in blood, and finally broke the wolfdog's neck, and the noble lord gave him the name "Isli".

"Isli, okay. I remember your name. ”

"You're good! In a short period of time, the flow of mana has been exported...... Could it be that your innate mental power is higher than 20 points?" Lady Merlin suddenly reached out and reached directly into Isley's forehead.

"Sure enough, your innate spiritual power value is 23 points, which allows you to save a lot of time in the early stage, at least 10 times faster than ordinary talents! Mrs. Mei Lin smiled and said to the young man: "Half a month ago, I told you the principle of uneven light and shadow, you can use uneven light and shadow, which means that you have understood the basic knowledge of light and shadow, which is very good, very good!"

"You have to remember that wizards' magic is based on knowledge and magic, both of which are indispensable, and you are now considered to have stepped into the door of a junior wizard's apprentice, so move to the top floor today. ”

After saying this, Lady Merlin turned away without looking back.

And Deve on the ground was already in a dying state at this time, and when Mrs. Merlin's shadow disappeared into the White Fu Restaurant, Deve's desperate eyes slowly became dull...... In the end, no one reached out to help, and Defu's body became completely cold in the crowd of onlookers.

Murderer, Isli. Looking at the cold corpse on the ground, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and he also turned his head to leave.

No one condemned him, no one dared to call him, at least on this ship, Isli had completed a metamorphosis, becoming an being who could dominate the lives of others.

Angel left silently, and now he deeply felt that wizards really did not distinguish between black and white, and good and evil were not worth mentioning in their eyes.

The Silver Heron Royal Wizard Group behind Dev is also from the wizarding force where Lady Merlin belongs, but even so, Lady Merlin still can't save her, and she doesn't even give her eyes to look at Dev. It can be seen that the attitude of wizards towards mortals is indifferent and cruel.

After this incident, Ingres doubled down on his presence, and before he had no strength to stand by his side, the scythe of death would always be on his neck. This is the reality, the reality of the Wizarding World's Red Fruit.