Seeing Thales still distracted, Jinni threw down her shield and wooden sword angrily: "get out of class is over! Get up at six o'clock tomorrow morning and make up for today's progress!"

Gilbert frowned, he didn't know what was wrong with Thales.

I saw Jinni on the battlefield turning her head and shouting to Count Kasuo:

"He's yours before supper—fix him like this!"

Gilbert smiled, raised his hat and bowed.

Thales dropped the wooden sword in frustration and started to attack his left arm - his arm was stuck by the shield again.

[Even so, despite having many followers, it was single-digit magicians who really caused huge casualties to the coalition forces - the most famous record is none other than the Sighing Mountains battlefield in the Eastern Front Theater in May 1514 in the Imperial Calendar.

The 8,000 pilgrim troops of the Mountain Elves and the nearly 50,000 well-equipped black-armored troops of the Dawn Dynasty, which were originally victorious, were destroyed overnight after the emergence of the Magician of Power.]

The Magician of Quan? Quan?

A single person and a shadow, fifty-eight thousand.

What kind of power can cause such damage?

Almost comparable to an atomic bomb.

Can Asheida do the same?

At this moment.

Jinnie, who looked unhappy, rubbed her palms and was about to leave when she saw a guard walking forward solemnly and whispering a few words in Gilbert's ear.

The next moment, Thales was surprised to see Gilbert's face suddenly become surprised and - worried, even fearful?

Count Casso, who has rich diplomatic experience, is indifferent to favors and humiliations, and is indifferent to emotions, does he also have worries and fears?

Thales was in a state of wonder when he heard Gilbert stop Jini and said with a solemn expression:

"Your Majesty has sent a message."

"Lord Morat Hansen will visit Mindis Hall tonight."

"He wants to see Mr. Taylor."

Morat Hansen?

Who is that?

Then, Thales was also surprised to see that the expression of Ms. Jini, the first-class palace lady and lover of Kessel V, also changed.

It was also shock, worry, and—

Gritting your teeth?

"He will come sooner or later." Ji Ni's eyes were cold and her words were frosty:

"In the face of the royal bloodline, the succession to the throne of the stars."

"The head of the kingdom's secret department, 'Black Prophet' Morat."

“How could you not get involved??”

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The old man in black - "Black Prophet" Morat Hansen said no more.

For the first time, Yoder saw Morat, who always looked mysterious and weird, with shock and...

fear?

"New... magician?"

Morat's words paused, he took a step back in disbelief, and then raised his head suddenly!

It works - Yodel said to himself silently.

Morat has mastered too many secrets, including the secrets of the magician.

But precisely because he knows too much, he is more easily distracted by these things.

He ignored what he really wanted to hide, the communication between Thales and Asheida.

Such as now.

"Impossible, the birth of a magician requires..." Morat's face was full of shock. The old man squeezed his cane tightly and stared at Yoder's mask, as if to remove the layer of purple liquid.

It's like being penetrated by Jing.

"Who is it?" Morat's eyes were a little crazy.

"Who is the new magician?"

Morat stared at his son like a poisonous snake, his pupils contracting violently.

"You know how serious this is!" Morat frowned, his eyes focused, his breath quickened, and he held the crutch in his hand tighter and tighter: "The new magician must be dealt with before it...

"

Yodel adjusted his breathing, breathing - this action should have been easy for extreme masters, but it was extremely difficult at this moment.

it.

it?

The image of the boy with black hair and gray eyes gradually became clearer.

"They stay with you... I'll go alone." In the Sunset Bar, the stubborn boy's words and his firm eyes vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

Yodel clenched his fist lightly.

Morat slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Asida didn't say his name, and she probably doesn't know his name either."

Yoder carefully sifted through the most authentic information and slowly organized it into words: "Then, Asheida was sealed by me."

He does not know Thales' name - Yodel told himself - I didn't lie.

Morat said nothing.

The old man just looked at Yodel with strange eyes.

After a few seconds, Morat turned away.

"Very good, you didn't lie." The old man used an affirmative sentence with serious eyes.

"But it's also bad, because you really didn't lie." Morat added with a gloomy face.

Yodel felt relieved.

He hid it.

"Now, by His Majesty's order, let us go see Mr. Thales." Morat restrained his gloom and solemnity, and an ugly and terrifying smile appeared on his face again, and he walked towards the Mindis Hall.

Yoder's breathing suddenly stopped.

Just listen to Morat rubbing his cane, showing the few remaining teeth, turning his head and smiling: "You don't mind about the truth about Hongfang Street, I will ask the child in person - like the so-called new student

Magician?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's just a professional habit, such as-"

"——Let's see if you have anything to hide?"

Yodel raised his head suddenly!

Morat smiled even wider.

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It's almost the climax at the end of the volume, Wu Jian has to work hard.

Although there are not many collectors, regardless of the starting point of creation, there are one or two small increases every day. As a new signee, Wu Jian is still very happy.
Chapter completed!