Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 20 Legitimate Identity
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The next morning, the temple team left the holy city in a grand manner amidst a massive farewell.

"He didn't even come to see me off."

Some distance away from the gate of the holy city, Caesar stuck his head out of the chariot.

"He would rather not see you again in this life, so how could he come to see you off?" Fal said helplessly.

Before, she couldn't understand why Remiel had such a big reaction to Julius. Even though he was pulled by the beard by this kid at the Parthenon, as an archangel, he would not hold a grudge against such a child.

But last night, she finally witnessed the power of this boy!
This guy always knew how to strike the right balance when it came to women. Even with her, Julius would at most make her feel angry and amused.

But when it comes to men, this guy opens his mouth just to piss them off to death!

Specially poke the throat!
"Why?" Caesar sat back down.

"Am I some kind of annoying existence?"

Farr's eyes twitched slightly. "For me, it's true. But for Remiel... this is the first time I've seen him being so angry that he can't do anything about it."

"Is there?" Caesar asked doubtfully.

“I think I was pretty friendly to him.”

"Cough cough." Merola coughed twice.

"Yuri rarely comes into contact with people from outside. He really doesn't understand these aspects."

Farr nodded. "That's right. I've been around women since I was a kid, so it's normal for me to not know how to get along with the same sex."

"Surrounded by women?" Caesar looked confused.

"How could you have such an idea?"

Farr was stunned, "Isn't it?"

"It's a ghost!" Caesar was speechless.

"Ask her, how many people can I see in a year?"

Melora looked a little unnatural, "That's for your safety."

Farr looked puzzled.

It seems that Julius is not having a very comfortable time in the temple.

But it's just right that if you're not living well and feel resentful, it's easier to guide you.

"By the way, why do you want Remiel to help you get an identity in the Alpine Magic Academy?" Far suddenly asked.

"Don't tell me you don't know the relationship between the temple and them."

It can almost be said that there is an old feud between the Alpine School of Magic and the Parthenon.

Especially a few years ago, a student of the Alpine School of Magic was deceived by the sage of the temple, making the Alpine School of Magic a laughing stock.

Since then, relations between the two families have become more strained.

Julius is the son of the Parthenon God, but he wants to get an identity in the Alpine Magic Academy. Is this appropriate?

Although for Remiel, this matter was simple, just arranging an identity, she still couldn't understand why Julius wanted such an identity.

"For fun," Caesar said.

"..."

"Ahem! It's for peace!" Caesar said seriously.

"Look, isn't the relationship between this temple and the Alpine School of Magic very tense?"

"As the Son of God, I have eased the relationship between the Holy City and the Temple. Shouldn't I also ease the relationship between me and the Alpine School of Magic?"

Merola looked a little unnatural, "Yuri, the relationship between the temple and the Alpine School of Magic cannot be eased."

"A few days ago, people outside also felt that the relationship between the holy city and the temple could not be eased," Caesar said.

"now what?"

"I'm afraid some people are saying that we are in cahoots with each other."

Farr's eye twitched, "Can you change the word?"

When this kid gets angry, he even scolds himself!

"I mean, it's all in the hands of man," Caesar said.

"What if it happens?"

"Besides, I must have a legitimate identity when I go out next time, right?"

"Legal identity?" Farr was stunned.

"Of course, I'm not going to announce to the world that the Son of the Parthenon is coming?" Caesar said. "I don't want to be surrounded by people like monkeys in a circus wherever I go."

"Then you can also use the identity of the Temple Academy." Merola said.

"Temple Academy?" Caesar's eyes twitched slightly.

"Sister, many people saw me when I was a child. What if I am recognized by others when I go to the Temple Academy?"

Merola was speechless for a moment. This was indeed a problem.

Although Julius had not appeared in many years, there were magicians who could predict a child's future appearance based on his appearance. It would be troublesome if he was recognized.

"Then why don't you use the identity of the European Magic Academy?" said Farr.

"Internationally, this magic academy is ranked number one in the world, so it will be convenient for you to go wherever you go."

"Uh... Lord Far, you don't know that Yuri's impression of European universities... is very bad." Merola looked a little unnatural.

Farr was stunned, "Why?"

Julius had been locked up on the sacred mountain by Izhisa since he was a child, and there was no information about this in the information Remiel gave her, so when did this happen?
"When Yuri was four years old, a group of scholars from European universities visited the Parthenon," Merola said.

"At that time, Yuri had some...unpleasant encounters with them."

"Why don't you just tell me that I beat them?" Caesar said speechlessly.

"Hit?" Farr looked strange.

"How did you fight?"

Scholars from European universities who can go to the temple for exchanges are at least high-level wizards. How can they defeat a four-year-old child?
"Poison." said Caesar.

"I was still young at the time, and Ye Chang gave me a lot of poison for self-defense. I gave those guys some ruthless treatment, making them lie on the ground powerless. Then, I attacked them with a baseball bat in hand."

"One versus thirteen, simple as that."

Farr's eye twitched, "Can you tell me why you beat them?"

"I don't want to talk about it. I feel unhappy when I think about it." Caesar turned his back.

Farr looked at Merola, "You know what?"

"Uh..." Merola hesitated.

"It was actually a little misunderstanding."

"It's not a misunderstanding, they are just racist," Caesar said.

"I wasn't the only child there at the time, so how could they have misunderstood me?"

"Racist discrimination?" Farr was stunned.

"I understand."

European universities do have big problems in this regard. Julius tends to have an Asian face, which makes it easy for those arrogant and superior white students to subconsciously look down on him.

She had encountered similar situations before because of her skin color when she was on missions in European institutions.

"What did you do to them?" Farr asked curiously.

"It's nothing. I just broke their noses, distorted their faces, and knocked out a few teeth," Caesar said.

"I wanted to break their legs."

"Then why don't you fight?" Farr asked.

"I can't fight anymore." Caesar shrugged.

"I was only four years old at the time. I was holding a baseball bat that was almost as tall as me and hitting people. It was very tiring. There were more than ten of them. I was exhausted after hitting their faces."

"Oh~ Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you'd better cut off their tongues as well." said Farr.

"..."

"What's wrong?" Farr asked puzzledly.

Caesar looked a little strange, "Do you know who was the last person who asked me to do this?"

"Who? Yizhisha?" said Fal.

"No, Ishisa said I was too impulsive at the time." Caesar said.

"She said that as the Son of God, I shouldn't do this kind of thing myself. I should send someone to solve it privately and pay attention to my image."

"Who's that?" Farr asked.

"Ye Chang." Caesar said.

"..."

(End of this chapter)