Wizard Immortality.

Chapter 64 Returning to the Old Academy Site | Old Friends

In his previous life, Hill was most likely a high-level wizard like Vic.

But after reincarnation and rebirth.

Even as we grow.

She remains a girl with a fragile heart.

Wizards like Sigurds and Vic, with hearts of stone, ruthless and bloodthirsty in order to achieve their goals, and with extremely cruel methods, are few and far between.

When she saw Vic return, he fell from the sky.

Even though she already knew Vic's character and true nature.

But Andrew Thornflower was away searching for starlight for more than a year.

Having lost her father's companionship, Hill saw Vic as her support, and the seeds of affection were sown at that time, taking root and sprouting.

Now Vic has stepped in to protect her, shielding her from the wind and rain.

Memories of the past surfaced one by one.

A myriad of emotions welled up in my heart.

Warmth uncontrollably flooded into my eyes.

Her pale, chapped lips trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly.

Hill collapsed to the ground, covering her face with her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

Tears were filled with pain and the grievance of having no one to rely on when facing great hardship.

Vic stood at a distance.

Remaining silent.

The girl's tears and sobs were so delicate that they evoked pity in one's heart, making one want to hold her in one's arms and comfort her softly.

But he stood still, unmoved.

He searched through his memories, trying to guess who this woman was in her previous life.

A typical wizard.

He doesn't deserve the favors and debts he owes.

Most of them have a significant history.

He then took out the necklace Hill had given him when they parted years ago, his brow furrowed.

It is common for people to exchange gifts when parting.

But he felt comfortable holding this thing in his hand.

It's like a vengeful ghost, haunting and never-ending.

now.

The wind has stopped.

The rain is still falling.

Ripples created by dripping water from the treetops gently rippled in the clear puddles.

Hill after crying.

He looked up at Vic.

People may grow up, but their character is hard to change.

She was exactly the same as when Vic first met her.

Wiping away her tears, she smiled and said, "Can I still call you teacher?"

Lies cannot deceive others.

But you can deceive yourself.

Even though Hill knew what kind of person Vic was, she still wanted to believe that Vic saved her out of friendship.

Vic's gaze was condescending, indifferent and ruthless.

After pondering Hill's identity for a while, nothing more was said.

He turned and walked out of the woods.

Now that he has decided to save her and pay the price, he will definitely help her with the aftermath. Otherwise, if he only saves her now, Hill will still be hunted down in the future.

One trip back and forth.

He became enemies with the wizarding organization that was hunting him down.

Hill did not survive either.

There is a price to pay.

blood loss.

Hill saw this.

It felt like going back to fourteen years ago.

But this time...

Vic didn't say anything, but his expression and gait tacitly approved that she could follow behind him.

They were preparing to intervene in her affair with the Raven Wizarding Society.

She took shelter in her.

Think about this.

Hill wiped away her tears.

Ignoring the mud covering his body, he hurriedly got up and chased after him.

At the beginning of the war.

Few wizards believed that the Raven Wizard would win.

The Black Tower Academy's long-standing rule has created a mental habit among wizards in the Death Rift region.

Provocateur.

dead.

Therefore, the Raven Wizards ultimately annihilated all the first-level wizards of Black Tower Academy at a heavy cost, becoming the sole overlords of the Death Rift region.

It exceeded everyone's expectations.

A month later.

The Raven Wizarding Guild headquarters, formerly the site of Black Tower Academy.

Regardless of the outcome of the war or who the rulers become, the lower-level wizard apprentices and knights continue to struggle for resources and soulstones.

at this point.

It won't change.

The only thing that has changed.

The only difference was that the wizard robes printed with the Black Tower Academy's logo had been changed to the Raven Wizarding Guild's style.

cloudy day.

The former site of the Black Tower College is a complex of Gothic buildings, with narrow streets and bustling crowds.

After the Raven Wizards consolidated all the resources and power of the Death Rift region, the trading market became increasingly bustling.

Suddenly.

A figure broke through the air from a great distance and hovered above the academy.

thereafter.

Three first-level wizards flew out one after another, confronting the figure from a distance.

The busy apprentices and knights below, upon witnessing this scene, changed their expressions slightly and all stopped to look up at the sky.

The arrival of an unfamiliar first-level wizard is not a good thing.

but.

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A man with an aged face and unhealed internal injuries changed his expression repeatedly upon seeing the unfamiliar first-level wizard hovering in the air.

In the end, only a stark white remained.

His body felt as if struck by lightning, and he lost his balance.

Oliver Lionheart.

When they entered Black Tower Academy, he, Luke, and Vic were the least talented of the three.

but.

With the financial support of his family, and carrying valuables, he was a descendant of nobility and had no interest in having anything to do with Vic.

In his view.

Such a peasant is more suited to be his own servant.

however.

Time passes.

Forty-three long years shattered his arrogance and nobility, leaving only a mess.

He used to look down on peasants.

It hangs high in the sky, looking down upon the mortal world.

Thinking of this.

A bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

If he had maintained a good relationship with Vic back then, like Luke did, perhaps Vic would have been promoted and he could have received protection in return.

On second thought.

Luke is already dead; thinking about these things now is just making trouble for yourself.

Oliver, looking noticeably old, smiled bitterly as he huddled in the bridge hole where Vic had lived for a year, unwilling to show his face.

To avoid being recognized and ridiculed.

air.

Vic looked down from his vantage point.

The Black Tower Academy, where he had stayed for sixteen years, remained unchanged in its architecture, but everything had changed.

Brody's Alchemy Workshop sign has been removed and the shop is now available for rent.

The shop he rented in the trading market has now been transformed into a jewelry store that produces magic beads.

During this period.

He also met two old acquaintances.

Oliver may be old, but the outline of his features is still there. Perhaps he was too afraid to see him and hid in the bridge arch.

The other person is Joe.

Unexpectedly, after the war, she remained at Black Tower Academy.

The only thing that remains unchanged.

She went from relying on Vic to establish herself in the wizarding world to serving another senior apprentice.

The Wizarding World.

Reality is cruel.

An ordinary wizard who has spent fifteen years with Joe would surely develop feelings of affection and trust, and might even form a closer relationship with him.

after all.

That woman, who came from a serf background, was obedient and docile.

But Vic has a wealth of experience.

The woman he personally brought into the wizarding world could not hide her desires from him.

Obedience and compliance are merely the means to live a life of dependence in the wizarding world.

It doesn't matter who you serve.

The important thing is who can provide material comforts and a safe environment.

and so.

He remained unmoved by Joe's pleas as he left the college.

Since it is an exchange of benefits where each party gets what they need.

Joe's talent and resources.

Unworthy.

at this point.

She was the complete opposite of Hill.

The weight of friendship is extremely difficult to measure with the use of self-interest.

If not.

He wouldn't have been so heartless to Sigurds back then.

His strength and resources couldn't withstand the affection that could overwhelm even the most outstanding geniuses of his level.

Three first-level wizards of the Raven Wizarding Order.

Upon seeing Vic fly to the base, he neither spoke nor made any attempt to cause damage.

It's hard to tell friend from foe.

The three of them exchanged a glance.

Unable to ascertain Vic's true strength based on the intensity of his mental magnetic field, one of them used official rhetoric, saying, "This is the residence of the Raven Wizarding Guild."

Please state the purpose of your visit as you have come without prior notice.

(End of this chapter)