My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 71: Explosive Genius Senior Brother

"Is that Archbishop of Desire so difficult?"

Roland looked at Fram in surprise.

They are both bishops, so logically they should be of the same level in the Chaos Brotherhood, right?
Even if there is a gap in strength between them, it shouldn't make Fram and Iluvia's faces look so ugly, right?

Fram herself just said that she can fight several strong people of the same level at the same time.

Is that Bishop of Desire really that difficult to deal with? Can Fram not do anything to him alone?
Fram sighed: "This guy can't beat many people, but he has never really lost."

"No matter how many powerful warriors and troops were dispatched, no matter how ingenious the plan was, no matter how dire the situation that Bishop of Desire fell into."

"The final result of each operation is the escape of the Archbishop of Desire."

"All of this is caused by the two techniques he is most proficient in and most frequently used."

"Plunder, transformation, and humus."

"The former can directly plunder all the magic within the range of the spell, whether it's the small source magic in living things or the large source magic in the air."

"You can also directly convert your opponent's spells into the most basic magic power and use it for your own benefit."

"Of course, this process takes time, and it's not as unreasonable as your technique. But his technique has a very large range of effect."

"And the effect of the humus soil is that it can inherit and amplify the effects of the plundering technique."

"As an earth-based spell that combines both offense and defense, it also possesses extremely strong corrosive properties."

"It's essentially an indirect method used by the Bishop of Desire to transform magic power."

"Anyway..."

Fram paused. "His two techniques work together to ignore most attacks. They can't be converted into magic by him, and he can dodge them."

"The longer you fight him, the more magic power you'll consume, but he'll only get stronger."

"If there are too many targets at the scene, such as civilians or low-level magicians and warriors, he will convert more magic power faster."

"The good news is that he doesn't possess any large-scale lethal forbidden techniques, at least not according to rumors."

"But being robbed of your small source of magic power is equivalent to being robbed of your vitality."

"Once civilians of any rank, or low-rank beings below the fourth ring, are within the range of its plundering technique, they will instantly become extremely weak."

"If you stay within the range for more than three minutes, you will basically die from the loss of vitality."

"Those above the fourth ring are not suitable to stay within the range of influence of this technique for long."

"But..."

After Fram finished speaking, he rarely showed a slightly evil smile: "He has such a large and indiscriminate range of the spell, Roland, you know what this means, right?"

Roland nodded and smiled very brightly.

Of course he knew.

I'll stay away from you. Wouldn't you be stupid if your skills are silenced by the protection of the World Tree?

Then I will stand on your humus soil spell and activate it again, then you will become a complete idiot, right?
The magician is really easy to deal with.

By then, I would even have half of my mana bar left, so I could use Flash to suddenly hit this guy with the Sword of Silence.

However, the opponent is a ninth-level expert after all, and it is impossible that he only knows these two skills.

I'll just wait until Fram is beaten up and then take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Even if he is not a warrior, it is impossible for a mature ninth-level magician to have no means of defending against close combat.

What if he also casts a body-strengthening spell on me and fights me in hand-to-hand combat?
Just as Fram and Roland were laughing strangely, the door of the laboratory was pushed open.

The visitor was wearing a school uniform, his long black hair was messy like a chicken coop, and his eyes were bloodshot behind his glasses.

The slightly thin and weak figure made Roland almost think that the person coming in was a corpse.

This senior, who looked two years older than him, exuded a faint sense of death. "Teacher... the Academic Affairs Office sent a notice stating that the identity information of a new student this year is incomplete. They require that the new student provide a copy of their complete identity information."

"Then make two copies, one for the Academic Affairs Office and one for the Royal Capital City Hall... Hmm? That damn old man Tolan isn't here?"

The visitor looked around and didn't see Tolan, so he started to address him in a less polite way.

Fram recognized the person coming: "Ah, it's Aslan. Tolan has gone to find Hearn, and I'm afraid he won't be back for a while."

"And what did you just say? The identity information is incomplete? How is that possible? Aren't all the new students' identity information verified and submitted?"

The decadent young man named Aslan shuddered violently when he saw Fram.

The tiredness and sleepiness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and he became more energetic.

"Ms. Fram! Why are you here?!"

"Just dropping by and chatting. Okay, answer the questions."

"Yes Yes!"

Aslan seemed a little embarrassed. As he moved towards the door, he said, "The thing is, isn't it me who manages the public communication channel of the School of Magic?"

"The Academic Affairs Office sent a message saying that the City Hall stated that the Magic Academy's freshman information for this year was lost and asked us to submit it again."

"I just came to ask Mr. Tolan where the original copies of those materials are."

"By the way, ask where the new student is. They'll send someone to pick up the one from the Academic Affairs Office, but he has to deliver the one from City Hall himself."

Fram nodded: "I see... What's the name of that new student?"

"Roland Lancelot. It seems he's the teacher's new student. Actually, I'm his senior fellow student."

"I was planning on asking the teacher where he was, and it just so happened that I took him with me to the City Hall."

"The capital has been a bit chaotic lately, so it would be helpful to have more people to look after us on the road."

Fram nodded: "He is not here. He went to find Hearn with Tolan."

"You go first."

"Good Le!"

Aslan, who was pardoned, quickly disappeared as if he had never appeared.

Roland asked, "Is this my senior brother?"

"He seems to be afraid of you? What did you do to him?"

"Hmph, it was this kid who tinkered with explosives and almost blew up half of the academy. I just taught him a lesson." Fram said lightly.

"Half, half of the academy?!"

After hearing Fram's narration, Roland and Kalia almost spoke out at the same time.

You know, the area occupied by the Royal Capital Magic Academy is comparable to that of a small city.

The explosion almost blew up half of the academy... This guy is really a dangerous person who is hiding his true identity.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. It seems those guys have started targeting you, Roland."

"It seems that your life has the highest priority in their eyes."

After Fram finished speaking, he asked, "So what are you going to do? This is obviously a trap."

"Although the City Hall does require you to submit your identification documents in person, you're not the only new student this year, and yet yours is the only one with a problem. How strange, isn't it?"

Roland didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Ms. Fram, that senior Aslan is very good at mixing explosives, right?"

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