Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 116 The True Strength of the Blue Rose Family

Super-level powerhouses pose too great a threat and must not be let go. As for some terrified small fry, we don't need to pay too much attention to them.

It wasn't because he was soft-hearted, but because he was worried that the pursuit would take too long, thus attracting the real powerhouses stationed in the capital to attack, putting him in a passive position.

One man against an entire nation? Tai'an wouldn't be so arrogant. He used telepathy to signal the Bone Angel to stop. The two quickly reunited and used their stealth techniques to escape far away from the city.

The battle has now come to an end!

After a long while, the Night's Watch arrived late to help clean up the battlefield and block the roads.

"How cruel! These fallen nobles are like little cuckoo chicks..."

The usually talkative Night Watchman looked around at the horrific scene and was genuinely shocked.

It felt like a hungry wolf breaking into a birdhouse and slaughtering its prey without restraint.

"Clearly the weaker party, yet they foolishly provoked the stronger party. This outcome is entirely their own fault," the female watchman sneered contemptuously.

"Blue Rose has dispatched two Saint-level experts," Ulton muttered to himself.

The strength they have demonstrated is enough to influence the course of the game to a certain extent, becoming a variable!

Even His Majesty the King would surely treat this with great care.

With the Death Finger technique no longer possessing sufficient deterrent power, an extreme attitude cannot be adopted towards any Saint-level expert. The only option is to try and win them over, avoiding any hasty confrontation…

The night watchmen who went to investigate the nearby streets all reported that they had found no injured or survivors, not even a single person intact…

"That's ruthless!" Ulton was glad he hadn't acted rashly and stepped forward to fulfill his responsibility.

Caught in a sudden attack from two Saints, he may very well perish here, which would consume a lot of resurrection materials.

Night Whisper Hotel.

The ceiling of the hall collapsed, burying many girls.

Elaine gritted her teeth and pushed aside the rubble pressing down on her. Her gorgeous dress and fair face were all covered with a layer of dust.

I couldn't help but rub my back with the back of my hand, looking like a dirty little kitten. The burning pain in my back made it impossible for me to stand up.

She gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and let out a weak cry for help.

"Help me."

The nearby night watchmen rushed over upon hearing the commotion: "There's another survivor here!"

A flurry of activity ensued.

Elaine lay on a stretcher, letting two medical staff carry her to an open area outside.

Due to the severity of the injuries, after initial treatment by the clergy, it was determined that the patient needed to be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Feel the weightlessness brought by the rapid ascent of the magic car.

For some reason, Elaine felt a sense of relief.

Please, please don't go back...

They initially harbored some resentment towards the powerful swordsman who disregarded their lives and shattered the ceiling with a single strike, but now they felt only gratitude.

Otherwise, I would most likely have to return to the convent, drifting aimlessly and waiting to be sold as a commodity again...

"How is she?"

"It's hard to say. He can be saved, but the cost will be high. If they only treat the injuries superficially, he will most likely be paralyzed afterwards..."

"Poor child!"

Elaine's back gradually went numb, and her pale face was covered in sweat.

The accompanying doctor hurriedly gave Elaine painkillers and unfolded a low-level spell scroll engraved with the Hand of Healing, barely stabilizing her injuries.

About a minute later, the magical ambulance fell from the sky.

Several medical staff took turns carrying Elaine and several other seriously injured girls off the bus.

The magical ambulances took off and flew away almost non-stop.

"Quickly, get him straight to the emergency room!"

The Mage Division, Girls' Dormitory.

Taiya was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, having just finished applying a face mask, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice in her mind.

"Open the door! Open the door now, we're checking rooms!"

"You brat!"

Tai'an concealed himself and stood in front of the Taiya dormitory. A group of beautiful female mages walked by, chatting and laughing. The pungent fragrance mixed with female hormones almost made him sneeze.

The door opened a crack, and Taiya peeked out, looking around: "Xiao An!?"

Tai'an revealed himself, startling Taiya: "How did you sneak into the girls' dormitory? Did the dorm supervisor notice?"

"I can come in whenever I want," Taian swaggered into the room, followed closely by Ovisga.

The room, which was over 100 square meters in size, was occupied by only Taiya at night.

The guardian Bruno and the coachman Obitz both lived in the servant quarters that were set up separately by the Mage Division.

"Why did you come here today?" Taiya closed the door casually, smiled, and put her arm around her younger brother's shoulder, pushing him to sit on the solid wood sofa.

It's not as comfortable as a genuine leather sofa; it's just a cushion on top.

"Nowhere to go, and it's cold outside," Tai'an casually made up an excuse.

Taiya wrapped her arms around Taian's neck: "You didn't come when I asked you to last time... By the way, where do you go partying every night? I heard from Greenfield that you went to an auction on Friday nights."

"That's true." Tai'an's shoulder became a shelf.

"Next time, take me with you!" Taiya's tone left no room for refusal.

"Okay! Let's wait until next month for the auction, it's held once a month..." Tai An stretched lazily, his shoulders hunching slightly.

Taiya looked embarrassed and annoyed, and drawled, "Xiao An..."

In this cold world, only the embrace of family can bring warmth.

Tai'an closed his eyes, and the scenes of the previous frenzied killings flashed before his eyes.

Although he operates under the guise of punishing evil and upholding justice, his methods are undeniably cruel and brutal. After entering his human-immortal state, he fights entirely on instinct, seemingly becoming a machine-like being, pursuing simplicity and efficiency in everything. There are no superfluous movements or emotions. Once a target is identified, he executes it with unwavering resolve…

They deserved it! Tai'an silently prayed to himself.

Anyone who dares to conspire against Blue Rose is courting death. The weak who provoke the strong will inevitably pay the price with their lives.

"Xiao An, there aren't any extra beds, so we'll sleep together tonight."

"I'll just sleep on the sofa outside."

"No! I don't agree..."

Ovisga stood quietly in the corner of the living room, her eyes brimming with soul fire.

A night rife with undercurrents.

News of the attack on the noble banquet at the Night Whisper Hotel spread rapidly through various channels.

The capital was shaken.

The middle-class nobility suffered massive casualties, a tragedy comparable to that of a war.

Those in power were each lost in thought, considering the advantages and disadvantages that the upcoming power shift would bring to their respective sides.

At the same time, the power displayed by the Blue Rose family also aroused their apprehension.

At least two Saint-level experts participated in the battle, not including those stationed or hidden within their territories.

It can be concluded that the Blue Rose family likely has more than three Saint-level experts! It may even have more than five, which surpasses the strength standard of marquis-level nobles. The apparent strength of the four ducal families is no more than this.

"The Blue Rose family's true strength is likely already among the top two, second only to the four dukes."

Those in power who learned the specific details all reached similar conclusions.

(End of this chapter)