Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Gui Yanjian can now place the images he wants to recall in his mind instead of projecting them in the outside world, so Bai Mo is not worried about being discovered to be abnormal.

A chaotic light of unpredictable change appeared. Under the expectant gazes of Eileen and the others, Bai Mo slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, all the light merged into his spiritual world.

An image slowly appeared in my mind.

This place appears to be a grand and magnificent palace, with a predominantly golden color scheme and ample, yet not glaring, creating an atmosphere of sacred splendor.

In front of Bai Mo were two people dressed in magnificent platinum robes, one with a Nordic and the other with a South American appearance. They exuded a majestic and radiant aura, like divine messengers descended from heaven.

However, it is clear that they have a subordinate relationship, with the white-bearded Scandinavian man obviously having a higher status.

"Abili, we can't let that goddess of Parthenon continue like this. The Holy City doesn't need a second Athena!"

"Michael, you're right, but her strength is not to be underestimated now. I feel that she has followed the path of Athena two thousand years ago. I'm afraid we can't do anything to her now, nor do we have any charges to punish her."

The South American man with a full head of brown curly hair chimed in, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was targeting the Parthenon goddess.

"Crimes?" Michael chuckled. "Abili, those are just things we use to put on a show for others. Safari is about to return, so let him handle these superficial embellishments."

"Then we..."

"Not everyone agrees with that goddess's ideas. The Parthenon is no longer the Parthenon created by Athena. They want to be on our side."

A long, soft sigh escaped Michael's lips. His eyes narrowed, revealing a triumphant sense of control over the world. Six pairs of holy wings flashed behind him, and his figure vanished in an instant.

"So you've become stronger."

She said something softly, and then Abiley turned and left unhurriedly.

The hall fell silent again. Bai Mo seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that this was a conspiracy to maintain the rule of the Holy City.

And this relief is indeed a thousand years old.

Based on his speculation about the original French texts, the Greeks during the time of Athena were fighting against the ancient gods, namely the Titans, which was probably at the end of the Totem Age.

The Holy City was founded more than two thousand years ago, around the same time as the Ancient King.

With the presence of the Holy City in this scene, coupled with their awkward-sounding but not unlike modern international languages, Bai Mo guessed that this could be something from a few hundred years ago at most.

At the same time, this scene also provided him with a lot of information, the first of which was the current purpose of the Holy City.

They were very clear that although they were nominally protecting the world, they were actually only after their own supreme status.

All means and slogans are merely for the purpose of achieving this goal.

Bai Mo wasn't surprised at all; this world is against change, and it's also against genius.

This only deepened his understanding of future enemies and extinguished any hope of peaceful coexistence with the Holy City. Ultimately, perhaps it was the right thing for him not to reveal too much of his strength during the National Games.

On the other hand, he also indirectly learned some news about Parthenon.

What is Parthenon like now? Does he help people and save lives?

They certainly do it, but saving lives is not their goal; rather, it is a means for them to gain influence, support, and power.

Resurrection magic—how much benefit can that be exchanged for? And what about the Divine Seal Praise? There are many other white magic spells as well.

Perhaps Athena's original purpose in establishing the Parthenon was not this, but over thousands of years, even the ocean can transform into Mount Everest, let alone a mere organization.

"How is it?"

Eileen's words pulled Bai Mo from his turbulent thoughts. He opened his eyes and nodded gently. "This is indeed something from a thousand years ago. As for whether it's from the Holy City..."

At this point, Bai Mo paused, then shook his head. The meaning was self-evident.

"That's not important. The Tani family doesn't need those things to show off their glory," Anruo said confidently.

Bai Mo had assumed that An Ruo had invited him to a family dinner because she had something to say, and she had even brought her friend Eileen along to avoid any awkwardness. But it seemed that she really just wanted to express her gratitude or have a small get-together to get closer to her friend.

Upon returning to the National Palace Hotel, the three of them received no invitations or requests.

"Eileen has a great figure, don't you think, Bai Mo?" Jiang Shaoxu said.

Bai Mo felt a huge "danger" character appear above his head, and immediately shook his head, "I didn't pay much attention."

"Hmm, that's a pity. You can take a look next time. Her breasts are even bigger than Jiao Jiao's." Jiang Shaoxu glanced at Mu Nujiao and even weighed them in her hand.

"Are you trying to die?!"

In an instant, Mu Nujiao's face flushed red, and she pushed Sang towards the room. Behind them, Bai Mo watched the two beautiful women playfully bickering with a strange expression, his eyes brimming with excitement.

So, Jiang Shaoxu, what do you mean by praising someone's figure while puffing out your chest?

You have a better figure?

Bai Mo glanced at the rabbit that was thrashing about in the fabric of its clothes as it played.

His eyesight isn't good; to be honest, I can't tell.

Unless measured by hand.

The next opponent is Spain, but it doesn't start for another two days. Bai Mo's schedule has been well-balanced these two days.

He spent a day cultivating and mastering the high-level lightning magic, the Silenced Lightning Death Ray, because it would be too inappropriate to delay any longer.

The other day, of course, was used for exercise, to relax before the battle. More importantly, he still had a lot of knowledge to master and desperately needed to explore it with Mu Nujiao, the academic genius.

In short, to sum up in Japanese, it is mud だらけの日でした.

Meanwhile, Bai Mo and his companion, tired from playing, went downstairs to find food and get some fresh air.

In Shanghai, steaming hot steamed buns are being made at a steaming bun shop on a small street.

Qin Yue left the hunting lodge early, walked through the streets and alleys to this delicious steamed bun shop, bought steamed buns that Lingling, she, and Old Man Bao liked to eat, and walked back with light steps.

As he walked, he would occasionally reach out and touch an injured puppy by the roadside. In the dim light that followed, the puppy's injury would have already healed.

More than a year has passed, and she has mastered the first and second level of healing magic, making her a slightly more skilled doctor.

"Woof woof woof!!"

Suddenly, several stray dogs with rough fur, some even covered in mange, blocked her way as she turned the corner, barking wildly with drool dripping from their mouths.

Qin Yue subconsciously took a step back, raised the bag in her hand slightly, and then said, "Huahua, hat, glasses, move aside, this isn't for you."

"Woof! Woof woof!"

However, the three dogs showed no intention of moving aside. Instead, they took two steps forward and even tried to bump into Qin Yue.

Qin Yue stepped back again, not understanding why this was happening.

"Aww~~~Earthworm~~~~~~~~~~!!"

Just then, with a bang, three dogs were kicked and sent flying against the wall of the alley, and two men in white appeared.

"Hmph! A meddlesome stray dog, truly ungrateful!"

A man in white stomped his feet twice, as if the kicks had soiled his shoes, while another man in white beside him stepped toward Qin Yue and reached out to grab her shoulder.

"It's just catching a middle school student, no need to be so careful."

Qin Yue quickly dodged the white-clad man's grabbing hand. Although she didn't understand what was going on, she also realized why the flowers were blocking her way.

She rolled on the spot, dodging the next grab. She threw the steamed bun at the man in white, and a silver bead hurriedly appeared in her hand. Qin Yue immediately channeled her magic energy into it and pressed it hard; the silver light scattered, and she vanished from the spot.

"Damn it! What's wrong with you? You can't even catch a little kid!"

"Hmph! You're so capable, why don't you catch them!"

Bai Mo was unaware of Qin Yue's perilous escape. It was midnight in Venice, a brightly lit night. Small boats on the water swayed and rocked, and powerful collision sounds could be heard, but they were blocked by Bai Mo's magical barrier.

Heaven knows, he was just full and wanted to try something different when he saw the small boats on the river, but he didn't expect Jiaojiao to actually agree.

People rock, boats rock, even the moon rocks—it's truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Lying in the boat awning, Bai Mo's eyes followed the shimmering moon; he wanted to give this place a perfect score.

It seems that Jiaojiao is more outgoing than Yumian?

The thought popped into Bai Mo's mind, but then he felt something was off. It seemed like it was just a subconscious impression; he hadn't yet invited Yu Mian to play in a specific scenario.

However, this is also thanks to the fact that there are not many boats or people on the river.

To be honest, the moon is really beautiful tonight.

With a howl, Bai Mo bit down on the beautiful moon, and suddenly a howl echoed in his mind as well.

This left him speechless. What the hell are you yelling about? You're awake, so you're awake. He didn't have time to celebrate now; he needed to get checked out.

Staying up late has no effect on magicians, as they also wake up late.

The sun was blazing, and the atmosphere in the Dragon Fang Arena was even hotter than the golden sun in the sky.

Today's match is between Kyushu and Spain. One is a mysterious team that has shown the potential of a dark horse from the start, while the other is a veteran team that achieved thirteenth place in the previous tournament.

In the eyes of many viewers, this was a closely contested match, and the Spanish team was sure to unveil the mystery of Captain Kyushu.

After all, people didn't know much about Bai Mo in the last match, and many believed that Bai Mo had some intelligence advantage in winning against Fusang.

Knowing his situation, it wouldn't be difficult for other countries to target him.

The discussion in the casino is now raging about what Bai Mo's secondary cultivation is and what system he will use next.

Through information brokers, they had already learned about Bai Mo's publicly revealed talent: the Origin Contract.

In their view, with such talent, summoning should naturally be their major.

As for what other magic Bai Mo possesses, it will be up to Spain to unveil that mystery.

Speaking as Spain's spokesperson, Prince Bambo stated in an interview, "Iniesta is very strong, but we have even more talented players in our team. Defeating him is nothing to worry about. Don't put Spain on the same level as them!"

"This guy, he even held his head high during the interview, he's really arrogant."

In the players' rest area, Zhao Manyan glanced at Prince Banbo, who was pestering Mu Ningxue, and shook his head.

"Heh~" Jiang Yu sneered, "Mo Fan definitely won't let him go when he arrives. Guess what will happen in a bit?"

"I think he'll get a beating," Jiang Shaoxu said with a smile, then looked at Mu Nujiao, who was yawning beside her, "But why hasn't Bai Mo arrived yet, Jiaojiao, do you know?"

She had barely finished speaking when a voice rang out.

"What's wrong? Missing me?"

"What the hell did you think I was thinking about? When did you finally arrive? Bai Mo, you're the captain, can't you act like one?" Just as Jiang Shaoxu opened her mouth, Feng Li's voice, like a powder keg, rang out from behind.

"Haha, not every team is as punctual as our Spanish team. Coach, don't be angry. It should be a happy thing to lead a team with such a beautiful lady."

The mottled prince walked over with Mu Ningxue and spoke loudly upon hearing this.

Feng Li's face darkened further. If it weren't for the sake of international friendship, he would have already driven this so-called prince away.

"Where's Mo Fan? He hasn't arrived yet! Call him; if he's not here within ten minutes, he doesn't need to come!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo immediately called Mo Fan, because when it comes to dealing with shameless people, Mo Fan is the expert.

Song He and Han Ji, who remained silent behind him, nodded in agreement, clearly showing their strong support for Feng Li's decision.

This Prince Banbo really has no sense of propriety. It's one thing for him to be clinging to Mu Ningxue, but a beautiful lady is a gentleman's pursuit, right?

But if you try to win a girl's heart by belittling the Kyushu team and highlighting your own country, shouldn't you consider the context?

Not long after, Mo Fan rushed in after hearing Bai Mo say that Mu Ningxue was being targeted and that they were chatting happily.

He immediately threw Banbo back into the Spanish team's sights, saying, "Old woman, keep an eye on your frog prince! He's seriously disturbing us! He has absolutely no manners!"

In short, it feels great!

Mo Fan's cursing brought a sigh of relief to everyone. There was nothing they could do; most of the people present were not suited to argue with Prince Banbo. The cameras were rolling, and they represented not only themselves but also their families.

Mu Ningxue could join in the cursing, but she's clearly not that kind of person.

Prince Banbo, who had won twice, saw Mo Fan and his eyes turned red. He immediately went all out against him and made a bet of 100 million yuan in just a few words.

He regretted it as soon as he made the decision, because although he was disdainful, he was actually quite worried about Bai Mo's strength.

Speaking of the bet, Bai Mo invested all 300 million yuan given to him by his family before the opening ceremony yesterday, betting on the Kyushu vs. Fusang match in the official opening game, and made a profit of 3.5%.

Today he bet on Spain against Kyushu, and Kyushu won. The odds weren't high, close to 1 to 1, so he wasn't expecting much from this win; the big prize was yet to come.

"By the way, Bai Mo, I didn't see Xuexue chatting happily with that frog prince?" Mo Fan said, snapping out of his daze.

"They did have a very pleasant conversation, at least Banbo did."

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The Dragon Fang Magic Arena is set in a stone forest. The entire arena is shaped like an iron pot, with stone peaks resembling dragon fangs rising from its surface.

The stone peaks vary in height. Some are only a few meters above the ground, looking like a series of artificial mountains scattered haphazardly, forming a maze of rock formations. Other stone peaks are quite tall, reaching thirty or forty meters in length, comparable to many high-rise buildings in Venice, standing slightly above the street!

"Listen up, winning or losing doesn't matter. That kid must be crippled! It would be best to beat Bai Mo into submission as well! The battlefield later will be in the water, so you don't need to worry about Bai Mo's beast tide." Prince Banbo said to the Spanish contestant Fran, worried that he would be impeached by someone with ulterior motives, and he was determined to achieve something.

"Both players are in position!"

The referee's call was immediately followed by Banpo's voice.

Both sides were already preparing, and as soon as the referee finished speaking, ten water mages immediately jumped out and filled the entire Dragon Tooth Arena with water, turning it into a water battleground.

"Oh no!" Mo Fan frowned; he wasn't good at water combat.

"Bai Mo has a water-attribute beast tide, so there shouldn't be any worries," Feng Li said from the sidelines.

The National Team members who took the field this time were Bai Mo, Mo Fan, Nan Rongni, Mu Tingying, and Nan Jue. Originally, Feng Li wanted to add a turret to shut up Ban Bo and those who questioned the strength of Kyushu.

Unexpectedly, the final venue turned into a body of water.

"The prince's intelligence is truly excellent! Now we can really show off our skills! We'll teach those arrogant yellow-skinned monkeys a lesson!" Fran sneered. (End of Chapter)