"Wait," said Medivh, "I want to see around here. Can I keep my apprentice and my apprentice alone for ten minutes?"

Losa hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course. I'll wait outside." As he said that, his sharp eyes flashed over Khadga and left.

The door was locked, leaving a silence in the room. Medivh paced around the torn books and papers. He held a letter covered with a purple seal and shook his head. Slowly, the letter turned into pieces in his hands.

"In a civilized country," he said, his voice a little unnatural, "apprentices won't argue with their teachers, at least in public." He turned to Kadega, and the young man saw the older wizard's face covered with clouds.

"Sorry," said Kardga. "You said I should ask questions, and the wèizhi of the body looked wrong at that time, but you talked about the burning of the body..."

Medivh raised one hand and Kardga immediately stopped. He paused for a while, then slowly exhaled. "Enough. You did it right and fully comply with my instructions. If you don't say it, I wouldn't notice that the demon would go out of the tower and waste time searching the castle. But you asked that question because you don't know the demon, which is called ignorance. Ignorance is something I can't stand."

The older wizard stared at Kardag, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Kardag understood that the storm had passed, so he found a stool to sit down. Although he was shocked, he still said, "Lotha..."

"Let him wait," said Medivh, nodding. "He is good at waiting, that Anduin Lothar. Well. What did you learn about the demons while in Violet City?"

"I've heard of some legends," said Kardga. "In ancient times, there were many demons on this land, and the great heroes fought and drove them away." The scene of Medivh's mother shattering the demons and subduing their leaders. But he didn't say it. There was no need to anger Medivh who had just calmed down.

"That's the minimum," Medivh said. "It's what we say to the people. What else do you know?"

Cardagha took a deep breath. "In Violet City in Kenreto, Demon Research is avoided in official education. Any attempt to summon demons is strictly investigated and stopped immediately. Participants will be exiled or severely punished. There are only some stories circulating among young students."

"Stories built on facts," said Maddison, "but you're a curious guy, you know more, I guess?"

Kardga tilted his head and thought carefully, choosing the wording. "Korigan, the librarian of our college. He has a huge collection at his own discretion."

"He needs someone to sort it out for him," Medivh said coldly. Kardga almost jumped up in shock, if Medivh hadn't added, "just guess, that's all, young man."

"Most of those materials are reports of folk legends and local managers' beliefs about demons. They are basically about someone who does illegal activities in the name of an ancient demon in a legend. There are no real examples of summoning demons. There are no magic spells, and no mysterious accounts." Khadgar leaned against the magic circle in the room, "and there are no rituals."

"Of course," said Medivh. "Corrigan won't scare students with those. Even if he has them, he will put them away."

"So. Most people believe that after being defeated, they are driven away from this world and returned to their own territory."

"'Endless Dark,'" Medivh said, speaking as if the word was a prayer.

"They still exist, and the legend continues," Khadgar said. "And they want to make a comeback. They are said to run into the dreams of weak-willed people, inducing them to find ancient spells and sacrifices. Sometimes they are asked to open the passage for the demons to come back. Some people say they want to go to the demons' faith and sacrifice, to turn the world as bloody and violent as before, and then they can come back."

Medivh was silent for a moment, stroking his beard. Then he said, "Is there any?"

"There are more stories and details. I've seen statues of demons, pictures and illustrations." Kardga had the urge to tell Medivh about the influence he saw about the demon army that day. However, he changed his words and said, "There is an ancient epic about Eggwen fighting a large group of demons in a distant place."

Kardgar's narrative brings out Medivh a gentle knowing smile, "Ah, yes, "Song of Egwen". You can see this epic in many powerful mages, you know."

"My teacher, His Excellency Jazba, is very interested in this," said Khadgar.

"Is that right now?" Medivh smiled. "It's not offensive to him. I don't know if Jazba has the level of understanding this epic, at least he can't understand its true form." He raised his eyebrows. "What you read is basically facts. Many people tell it as myths or legends. But I think you, like me, know that demons are real, and that they are not far away, and cause wēixié to us, the world of light and others. I think, now, I clearly believe that the so-called world of light was once another world, part of the "endless darkness". "Endless darkness" is the prison for these demons, where there is no light, isolated and helplessness, the demons are full of jealousy and eager to make a comeback."

Kardgar nodded, and Medivh continued, "But you are wrong to assume that the victim of the demon is a weak-willed person. Of course, although it is wrong, it is expected. Too many people use the name of the demon. The despicable peasants to retaliate against their old lovers with the help of demonic power, and stupid merchants burn the creditor's loan notes with black candles... These are nothing more than tricks to shame the powerful power of the ancient demons. However, some people often take the initiative to go to the abyss, they think they are safe, knowledgeable and wise, and will not be affected by coercion and temptation, and think they are strong enough to control the surging demon energy that is isolated. Many times they are much more dangerous than those rabble, because you know, casting mistakes are more deadly than casting failures."

Kardag had to nod. He wondered if Medivh had such a strong will, "But these two are powerful mages, Hagalin and Hagra. I mean."

"The most powerful of Azeroth," said Medivh. "The wisest and most outstanding wizard, the magic consultant of King Ryan. They are highly respected, well protected, and have a free position!"

"Then they should know more?" Kardga asked.

"You can think so," replied Medivh. "But even so, only the wreckage left in their secret room, and their bodies burned by the demons lay in the wine cellar."

"Why do they do this?" Kardga frowned, trying not to offend his teacher. "If they know so much, why should they summon the demons?"

"There are many reasons," Medivh sighed. "Arrogance, pride leads to destruction. These two people are overconfident and doubled their conceit in cooperation. And fear, I guess, may be the most of the reasons."

"Fear?" Kardga looked at Medivh inquiringly.

"The fear of unknown things," Medivh said. "Fear of unknown things. Fear of something stronger than them."

Kardga shook his head, "What's more powerful than the two most learned and leading mages in Azeroth?"

"Ha," Medivh snorted, a non-detectable smile appeared under his beard. "That was probably me, they summoned demons, played with the power of avoidance and died because they were afraid of me."

"You?" said Kadega, his tone of surprise exceeding what he wanted to express. He was worried that it would annoy the older wizard again.

But Medivh just took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Then he said, "It's me. They are fools. But I blame myself too. Come on, boy, Lothar can wait. Now it's time to tell you the stories of the "Guardian" and the "Tiresfa Council", which is the full force of protecting the dark forces for us."

It is rare that Murphy's story this time was very long, and the little guys were satisfied and confused.

They are becoming more and more certain. Their sister-in-law was deliberately trying to mess with them before. Well, the exact thing was that it was entirely because they played tricks. You should know. Before they played tricks, they could hear them after a few strokes. But since they played tricks, trouble came. Thinking of the miserable memories that were being cleaned up by their sister-in-law, everyone couldn't help but turn their faces. But at this time, no one could, let alone say anything more.

After knowing each other for so long, they naturally knew the evil tastes that Murphy occasionally broke out. It would be fine if they didn't say anything. Once they started to say a few words, it would be hard to guarantee that Murphy would not smile anymore. Everyone was talking about this possibility. Thinking of this kind of possibility, everyone collectively shook. Obviously, no one wanted to repeat the mistakes they shouldn't have made again.

Thinking of this, the little guys flicked it straightforward after listening to the story.

Only Rowe saw Murphy and muttered to Zoer, "These little guys are getting smarter and smarter, who were planning to dig another hole for them, but they didn't expect to run away directly." He was so arrogant. Seeing his second brother nodding suddenly, Rowe swallowed and sneaked away silently.

The Zoer Murphy, who had seen him, burst into laughter. After laughing, the bad couple went back to their room to rest with a smile.

However, Drow Murphy was happy at this moment, and came unhappily the next day.

"What? Second brother, do you say that there are other unions that have killed the tenacious Van Cris?" Rowe widened his eyes and screamed in disbelief.

"Yes," although Zhuoer was unhappy, he still nodded calmly and plainly.

The same is true for Murphy, with a very calm expression.

In Ts, the poor and ugly people in the family are already screaming.

"Boss, is this news accurate?"

"Of course it's accurate!" Zhuoer sneered: "You go and check out the official website of the US server. An announcement has been made!"

"Ga?" Hearing Zhuoer say this, everyone immediately opened the official website of the US server and then went collectively.

However, the announcement in front of them did not surprise them too much. After all, Skram, the first prophet of the Temple of Anqira, the second princess of Princess Yarki, Lord Kerry and Vim, the third war guard, Shartula and the fourth war stubborn Van Kreis are not bosses that are too difficult to fight, but their playing style is quite special. It is actually not too surprising that they can catch up.

After all, the fifth brother Vicidus and the sixth brother Princess Hahoran are the real painstaking bosses! There is not enough natural resistance equipment, so wait for the ecstasy to be destroyed!

After a little silence, Maomaoyu sneered: "Boss, do you see it? He said so arrogantly! He planned to get Princess Hahoran's first kill in front of us!"

Zhuoer sneered and said, "That's right, we just need to do it!"

The poor man from the family was ugly and said, "Boss, tell me, how can we fight? This time they swear to show us good looks!"

"This!" Zhuoer thought for a moment and simply said, "Can you come this afternoon?"

"This afternoon?" the little guy was stunned, "Boss, what do you want to do?"

"What are you not doing? I just want to come here for an exception!" Zhuoer said lightly: "Yesterday we opened Princess Hahoran, but it was almost done. It was just Sunday, so we delayed the progress to continue to open the land. Since someone has already arrived, we naturally have to fight, right? Let's get Princess Hahoran's first kill today!"

"Haha! Be careful!" The poor man from the family laughed ugly and said, "Boss, I like your idea!"

Zhuoer smiled and said, "What do you think? If Princess Hahoran opens up the land, it will take one night. The bosses in the first few have to be killed, right? Just kill them in the afternoon and continue to Princess Hahoran in the evening!"

"Okay!" "No problem!" The little guys agreed simply. They were also very upset by the provocative words. They originally thought that it would take some effort to get Princess Hahoran's first kill as soon as possible! Who would have thought that their boss immediately proposed to get Princess Hahoran's first kill today?

The little guys smiled. Seeing that their boss had a good temper for a long time, they really forgot that his boss had a bad temper! Wait! Americans, you will be proud to kill the tenacious Van Crys? Wait for a big slap tonight! Haha!

Because of Zhuoer's words, the little guys naturally gathered on time in the afternoon.

Well, in fact, there are not one or two people who have taken a whole day off today. Even those who can take a day off simply took a day off.

Drow Murphy is speechless about this little guys!

However, if you should make a few words, Zhuoer said helplessly: "I said, what do you think of work and class? Don't you go directly? Is this okay?"

"Hehe! It's okay! I'm not busy with work!"

"Squat at home!"

"I didn't have class this morning!" The little guys appeared for various reasons.

Zhuoer shook his head violently, and Murphy couldn't help laughing, "It's fine for others, sad song, why are you always so free? By age, you should be a senior high school student, right? If you play games, your family doesn't tell you?"

"Me?" The soldier's sad song blinked and said, "Have I not said it? My parents have gone abroad to work and have not come back in the past two years. I am the only daughter, and only one aunt comes to see me once a week. Oh, and, I am a college student, not a senior high school student! I was already a freshman when I was playing games, and I am now a junior!"

"What rice? Lesbian song, do you say you are a junior? How old are you? Aren't you just eighteen years old this year?" Although the little guys from the Blood Cross Guild have a great relationship, they really rarely ask about each other's reality!

The warrior's tragedy was very simple, "I skipped the grade when I was a child! I went to kindergarten at the age of four, went to elementary school at the age of six, skipped the grade in elementary school, and then went to college at the age of sixteen!"

"……………” The little guys were speechless.
Chapter completed!