winter era

Chapter 37 Behavior Fraud
"Ah...'Don't admit'? Funny enough will..."

Looking at the rustic Kaos in front of him, he sighed deeply, and the sage waved his hand, removing the radiant enchantment that surrounded him.The entire principal's office was turned into a mess like a typhoon passing by Kaos' burst of will.Except for the mahogany table and tea set protected by the old headmaster, the other places can only be described as ruins.

The floor of the entire room was burned into a crystal clear glass-like thing.Those scrolls and decorations were refined into a small mixture of colored blocks.Even under that strong will to sublimate, even the walls were torn off countless pieces abruptly.It was like several pairs of palms full of desire, bringing bricks and mud into something like tentacles and stretching out to the side of the great wizard.That look doesn't look like any serious spell can do it at all.Instead, a spell called 'Shadow Tentacle' is quite similar to this thing.

"It seems funny to you, but every minute and every second of my life has been consciously preparing for my goal of going home for 20 years. Whether it's studying, killing people, becoming a mage, everything The first thing to do is to keep myself alive. So I will do whatever it takes to survive, and then use various techniques to strengthen my abilities."

Kaos said lightly.Pointing at his somewhat messy and shrunk bearskin coat, he stretched out his fingers and made a shooting gesture.The moment he snapped his thumb, the surrounding space suddenly buzzed.Then there was a sound coming from nothingness, like the sound of gears meshing and interacting.Then, as if going back in time, everything burning in the principal's room suddenly froze.In the end, it slowly regressed back to its original appearance according to the time it had elapsed.

Under the action of some force, the exploded crystal glass gradually curled back from the explosive posture as if time was going backwards, gathering the expanding and bursting dust upwards little by little.Then fill it into the original crystal glass without any omission.The twisted masonry tentacle also quietly retracted into the wall, filling the space it should have been in.Even the liquid and debris that had been blown away by the shock wave quietly returned to their original positions in this room.

As a sage, the old principal can naturally see the true structure of this weird scene.The clock named 'Time and Space' was gradually pulled backwards by this person with the mainspring, tightly fastening the time in this small area, allowing it to flow backwards again.

"Is this the power you get when you completely give up on yourself?"

In the time-reverse space, the great sage is like a completely alien.The flickering light and burning will had nothing to do with him, he simply picked up the teacup again and took a sip of the black tea.The interest bursting out from the pair of cloudy dark blue pupils became less and less.After Kaos finished sorting it out, the flame of will was close to nothingness in the end.

Finally, the old man, who was still unclear about his purpose, put down his teacup.Looking at the decorations around Kaos who were forcibly pulled back to their original positions, but in the wrong time position, he sighed deeply.

"Hey... what level has your great wizard's thinking stage reached? Branches and leaves? Trunk? Vein? Or root?"

"Chants below 36 stanzas are omitted, chants below 48 stanzas can be compressed into one stanza. Then every twelve stanzas are compressed into one stanza. The highest chant is 160 stanzas and the fifteen-segment spell 'Timous Ring'. At best That is, the contextual thought. I haven’t come into contact with the sages who are directly rooted in the earth. But this time, it’s probably no problem to re-advance the tree of life.”

"Really? The drama department seems to be more suitable for you. But if your loyal dog knows that I didn't get you her, maybe she will kill me directly. She also knows that she is a person who can never reach her." in love."

"I would like to have the authority of the library. It will be used to improve my own spell structure. Please provide proof at that time."

The dialogue between the two sides can be said to be a donkey's lips and a horse's mouth, each talking in its own way.But on the surface, it seems that there is no point of contact between the great wizard in the bearskin robe and the sky sage opposite, but the two have already known what the other wants to say.It's just that I'm too lazy to use any means to communicate.Both sides are getting a little tired of this.

"...you go."

The old principal waved his hand, indicating that Kaos could leave the principal's room.Kaos was taken aback by that crisp look.

He was like a deflated ball, he no longer had the power and prestige of the countless spells just now.And like a real old principal, wrapped in his somewhat gorgeous robes, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.The light through the crystal glass illuminated the entire principal's office crystal clear, and even the fine dust splashed from the sage's body could be seen.

The behavior of the old sage exceeded Kaos' expectations as always.Inexplicable anger, inexplicable persecution, and finally ushered in this inexplicable ending.Kaos was about to have such an unpleasant feeling.

"I have already felt your will. It is indeed an unrivaled power." The old headmaster took off his crystal glasses and wiped the lenses with a clean white glasses cloth from time to time.The glasses were completely lowered, not facing Kaos' pair of powerful gray-black pupils.He spoke slowly like a real old man.

"But that will may not be as pure as you imagined. There is something else in your spirit. There is another thing in your mind. The existence of that thing makes you choose the most stable and at the same time time and time again. It is the most masochistic choice. Your spirit is like a spring that compresses and stretches. Every decision is a compression, and every action is a stretch. It is a wonderful and interesting phenomenon. The main source of your will is to go home , but what sustains you? Sure enough, it’s not that simple, right?” the old headmaster put his eyes on the table and said with a smile on his face.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter anyway? In comparison, what I'm more curious about is whether your atrocities, principal, won't be targeted by those political organizations, especially some guys with black pupils and hats? In the material Under the circumstances? I really want to see the day when you were captured by the Supervision Bureau." Kaos said with a gloomy face.There was a certain threat in the words.

"Then I think you may not be able to see it in this life. Because they will always find more urgent things to do before coming here. The evidence and so on are all fabricated, aren't they?" The old headmaster smiled meaninglessly.

"On the contrary, it's you, Kaos. Nicholas. Don't you worry about your class and grades? And I don't think the paradise organization will let go so soon, right?"

"...Then I really have to count on you, you despicable and shameless old bastard principal."

"To each other, students Kaos who are full of darkness."

Both of them grinned and laughed silently twice.A burst of cold air hangs out of nowhere in the room, making the two beings with supernatural powers feel a little subtle.After a long while, they all moved away their respective auras.

"Then your student status will be arranged in that little girl's class." The old principal pushed his glasses, picked up the quill pen on the table, and meticulously wrote pleasing cursive characters on a piece of parchment.This made a semi-professional illiterate who could read but not write, or could not read at all, twitched his facial muscles twice.

"Your loyal dog friend is repeating the actions of going up and down the stairs outside, and his thoughts are also in chaos. He has been struggling between whether to lead you to the school to visit and lead the way, and to go directly to the classroom without breaking his own image. What a good dog. "

"Niya is a human being, you'd better not call her an animal."

"But even so, you didn't deny the behavior, did you?" The old headmaster smiled viciously.

"...Do you want to fight?"

"There is no pleasure in beating the weak unilaterally."

The old man put down the quill, curled up the ink-stained sheepskin scroll, and threw it to Kaos.As if an invisible hand grabbed the scroll in mid-air, the white sheepskin scroll stopped in the air, and then obediently flew into Kaos' palm.

After finishing all this, the sage in the sky, the educator who has nothing to do, stood up with a satisfied expression.But he didn't say anything to Kaos.The meaning is very clear, that is to make the guy in the way disappear as soon as possible.

Of course, Kaos, who got the scroll, didn't intend to stay for long.He turned around quickly and walked towards the door.

"Although it's a bit strange from my point of view, you should just listen to it." The old sage looked at the scenery outside the crystal window and said to the wizard behind him indifferently.

"Next month, the college will organize a student talent show. Although it is said so, it is actually the time for those idiot students to release their youthful vitality. I know you hate such things the most, but as a relative For the price of protecting you in this academy, I would like to make a request to you, a black-hearted and outrageous little guy."

A black-brown cigar was pulled out of the palm of his hand, and the old headmaster looked at the tan back of Kaos reflected in the crystal window, and gave instructions casually.

"One month. Find out what talents you can do besides magic and killing. If not, try to destroy the academy completely."

"...Are you so anxious to let yourself die? Sky Sage?"

"Give yourself a little time to relax? You are not a great sage, and your current strength has not reached that level. There is no need to inherit those insignificant pain and suffering, right? I am looking forward to your talent show in a month. Ah, Kaos, classmate Nicholas. What kind of repertoire will you perform with your classmate Dracula? Or will she appear in front of you in the way you want on a certain stage? Youth is so good .”

"You're out of your wits, old man. You can say stupid things like that."

Kaos snorted disdainfully, opened the solid wooden door and walked out with upright steps.Only the old principal was left alone in the principal's room, smoking a smoky cigar, looking at the blue sky outside the crystal window in a trance.

That lonely look is like missing something that can never be obtained or seen again.

'You are so strong, Kaos.Even if you double your age, you are not qualified to master this kind of power.Without the constraints of family and relatives, without the shackles of conventional chains, how long can you last with your tenacious sense of responsibility?People always have to fight for something.The so-called going home is just your most illusory reason.What do you want to protect, or what do you fear? One month is enough for you to fully understand...'

"It's not that I'm stupid, Kaos." Looking at the wisps of white clouds drifting across the sky, the old headmaster exhaled slightly.

"It's just that I don't understand what you really think."

(End of this chapter)