Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

"Wait until the snow is thinner before setting off again," said Teacher Jia Lan.

"Where's Mo Fan? Why can't I see him?"

“I don’t know. Maybe he’s still saying goodbye to the beauties one by one.” Zhao Manyan said sourly.

In the past, Zhao Manyan had always won, and there were few girls he couldn't pick up. But in this Alpine school, with flowers everywhere, he couldn't even pick a single one. They were too defensive, and now their idol had all become Mo Fan.
Zhao Manyan even wanted to turn against Mo Fan and his son!

So annoying!

Not long after, Mo Fan, Branci and Heidi appeared. Branci and Heidi had obviously changed their clothes and were wearing clothes from the Pearl Academy. In fact, there were not many people from the Pearl Academy this time, but the people of the Casa family would not pay any attention to the Pearl Academy, let alone how many people they brought.

"You two are going to the Holy Court with us?" Zhao Manyan looked at Heidi and Bran, who had changed their makeup, with some surprise.

The outfits of the two beauties, Bran and Heidi, today are really eye-catching. They are like two top beauties, exuding the most charming charm and elegance everywhere. Because of their fair skin and similar heights, they really look like a pair of perfect angel sisters standing together. If they don’t wear veils to cover themselves, walking on the city streets will definitely cause a chain reaction!

Heidi and Bran were wearing old clothes from the Alpine Academy. They felt a little uncomfortable wearing such clothes that girls usually wore, but considering the current situation, they could only accept it silently.

Fortunately for Heidi, she is not a completely ascetic person who has lived in the Alps for a long time. From time to time, she will go to the city for a stroll. Blanche is obviously housebound, and the narrow elastic jeans are completely attached to her. On my buttocks, I felt that my entire buttocks were exposed to the air as if there was nothing to block it. Although it was very elastic, I was not used to it.

"lets go!"

"Let's go!"

Professor Zheng is a summoning mage. The road to the Holy Court is still a long distance, and it must be very tiring to walk. He summoned his Mangshan beast with great difficulty. Everyone sat on the back of this large summoned beast, feeling the magnificent scenery around them, letting the thin snow fall on their shoulders, and flirting with the beauties. Isn't it a pleasant thing?

The mountain road was bumpy, but Professor Zheng's Mangshan beast was particularly stable. It must have been used by Professor Zheng as a laborer for many years. There were also some small demons scurrying around along the way, but the summoned beast could scare them to death with just a breath.

Professor Zheng is a professor at Mingzhu Academy after all, so the strength of his summoned beasts is naturally not bad.
After walking for about half a day, we finally saw the gate of the Holy Inquisition. I don’t know where in the Alps we are, but the altitude is higher, and everywhere is covered with thick snow. The vast white is divided into different layers by some mountain ridges, and the different shadows of light can barely distinguish the general outlines of these snow-capped mountains...

"Climb up the snowy stairs, and the Holy Inquisition will be at the top." Teacher Blanche pointed to the top and said.

"Well, let's go up quickly."

After climbing up the long snowy mountain stairs and reaching the top, I suddenly saw a basin formed by more than a dozen peaks lined up together. The basin was like a bowl of the earth, held high by those peaks, carrying the essence of the sun and the moon, and breathing the spiritual energy of the Alps...

The snow is beginning to fall thickly, and you can vaguely see a dozen neatly arranged ancient European-style buildings in the basin valley, with sacred lights and silence and solemnity.

Following the built road down, everyone stepped into the Fengwan Valley. Not long after, several mages wearing Holy Judgement clothing appeared. They hovered in the air with an arrogant look, and had no intention of landing on the ground to talk to Mo Fan and others.

After asking everyone about their identities, they still did not land on the ground, but led the way in the air, bringing Mo Fan and his group into the Holy Court. In the Holy Court, all of them were super-class mages, and they naturally had their own pride.

But then again, Mo Fan was just here for formality, and they simply didn't bother to provoke him. In this case, Mo Fan naturally didn't bother to pay attention to them.

After entering the Hall of the Gods of the Holy Court, a few people who looked like maids came to receive us and took us to the wooden houses scattered in different locations to change our clothes to avoid frostbite from the melted snow. The power of the snow on the peaks of the Alps should not be underestimated.

Concubine Bran and Heidi handed Edith over to a Holy Inquisition wizard. They even watched Edith being escorted to the Holy Inquisition prison in person before they returned with peace of mind.

When they passed by the Temple of the Gods, they saw a woman sitting in the empty Temple of the Gods with a steaming cup of fragrant tea beside her and a knight standing motionless like a statue behind her.

The woman was wearing a veil. She casually glanced at Heidi and Concubine Bran who were passing by, but did not speak.

Bran and Heidi were not people who were willing to talk. They went to their own residence under the guidance of the maid. But for some reason, this woman always gave people an unusual feeling, making people unable to help but take a few more glances at her. However, every time they stared at her carefully, it seemed like an offense, and they couldn't help feeling a little timid.

Not long after Bran and Heidi left, Mo Fan changed into dry clothes and walked into the Hall of the Gods. A look immediately greeted him, but Mo Fan was not surprised.

"Long time no see." Mo Fan looked at her and blurted out.

"Yes, long time no see." The heroic woman was not surprised by Mo Fan's appearance and replied lightly.

"You used me as your chess piece this time, but have you ever thought about the consequences?" Mo Fan walked up to Yizhisha with a smile and said.

"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand." There was a hint of surprise in Yizhisha's eyes, but she still spoke very calmly.

“Come to think of it, I’m curious, are you a living dead?” Mo Fan continued.

“My life is as pure as snow. If you don’t believe me, you can come over and smell it to see if I give off the rotten stench that only the living dead have.” said the woman.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan actually moved closer, which made Yizhisha pause!
I really didn't expect that this kid Mo Fan would actually come so close?

Just as the two were talking, several elders walked into the Hall of the Gods from another door. One of them was the red-clad retainer who was responsible for protecting Hekasa at that time. He followed behind an elder like a follower.

The elder saw the elegantly seated woman and immediately came over quickly. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Goddess, for saving me. Otherwise, my nephew's life would be in danger."

"It's just a small favor. In the future, please remind the little Duke to be more strict with his private life and not let some lowly little vixens with ulterior motives get close to him so easily." Yizhisha said.

(End of this chapter)