The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

He no longer has the ability to seek the truth, so having a sucker is fine too.

"Then clap your hands for me now?"

Wiener directly rubbed salt into the wound.

"If I sense anything is wrong, I will immediately report all the information I have to the academy."

"You don't really think I'd risk my life for someone like you, do you?"

Chapter 317 Wiener Volunteers

"I will absolutely not allow you to visit patients again next time."

As soon as they left the intensive care unit, Ada warned Vina.

Sigurd was placed here partly because his condition was too serious to be properly cared for, and partly for his protection.

He is the only witness at present.

Ada let him in because she had witnessed Vener's Gondorav abilities and because he could be considered a loose link to the Calamity Armor incident.

The patient she managed to save, despite all her efforts, almost drove her to her death with anger.

"Didn't you notice his eyes were different? I was clearly driven to my death by him."

Wiener was perfectly justified.

A patient who has just suffered a heavy blow is more prone to having wild thoughts when they are unable to move their limbs.

Without external interference, it's easy for someone to get stuck in a rut.

Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, there has to be something to give people hope in order to help them save themselves from drowning.

All of these are perfectly legitimate reasons.

In reality, Wiener was taking the opportunity to vent his anger.

"Fine, don't run away later. If any more wounded are brought over, you're responsible for making them feel better." Ada laughed angrily.

“That won’t do. I have no personal grudges against them, so the effect will definitely not be as good as it is for Sigurd.”

It's one thing to talk about it, but to actually let Wiener treat people's injuries is to treat human life like dirt.

"Is things not going well over there, and it's my turn to step in?"

The Armor of Calamity, sealed by Jessica, lies quietly next to Sigurd's hospital room.

The fact that both Deans Hannemann and Wilford personally intervened demonstrates the importance the college places on this incident.

"How dare you say that?" Ada rolled her eyes at Vina, her tone tinged with reproach.

When Viner faced the two branch deans, he claimed that he had a way to crack the secret of the Armor of Calamity.

The two deans, who had just suffered a setback, naturally wanted to see what kind of skills this young man, on whom Tilissa had placed high hopes, possessed.

The kid's so-called solution was to put on the Armor of Calamity himself.

Sigurd was, after all, a man of the Empire; his death was no loss.

However, Viña was a member of the Silver Wolf Class.

Having learned from Sigurd's experience, they dared not let Wiener take that risk.

So the two elders threw Venere out without hesitation.

This led to the scene where Wiener tortured Sigurd.

"I dare to do that because I'm sure I'm confident. Even if it's those two, you don't trust me?"

Wiener looked helpless.

He was affected by the Armor of Calamity; he had already been hit while he was in the arena.

"Oh, you're Tilissa's darling, would I dare let you take this risk?"

Ida had never seen Tissa take such gentle care of a patient in her life.

If Arios were the one hospitalized, she probably would have come and lifted the bed the next day and taken him away.

"Then why did you come to see me?" Viner pretended not to hear Ida's ambiguous remark and stopped in her tracks. "You can't be here to kick me out, can you?"

"I'm not leaving. I'll just wait until they've run out of options before letting me try."

Although Viner held a valuable clue provided by Sigurd, he always felt that the Armor of Calamity was the key to the true secret.

"I'm too lazy to chase you away. I'll have Tilissa take you away later."

"Teresa is coming?" Vena was taken aback. "Why is she coming here instead of staying at the arena?"

Wiener's instinctive use of her first name further convinced Ada that their relationship was more than just casual.

"It's not that it's coming, it's that it's already here."

As he spoke, he opened the door to the room next door.

The moment the two entered, they sensed a strong sense of foreboding.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone had their own emblems, just staying here for a while would make them feel physically uncomfortable.

Wiener also completely dropped his playful smile.

After all, he hadn't expected that the Armor of Calamity, after being purified by the King's Saw, would still possess such a level of power.

The two branch deans' caution was not unfounded.

The evil consciousness that Venerable destroyed with the help of the King's Saw was only a part of the Armor of Calamity; it did not completely eradicate the source.

"I've tried all of them: advanced perception, legendary knowledge, and arcane vision. Apart from learning the name 'Armor of Calamity,' I can't see anything else."

Professor Hannemann's face was contorted with wrinkles.

These three spells are all high-level divination spells, not something that can be faked by some inferior appraisal spell.

Any one of these points could be used to analyze the entire history of an item, but when applied to this armor, it had no effect whatsoever, as if the stone had been thrown into the sea.

Even if one spell fails, it's one thing, but to fail with three spells simultaneously, especially on an inanimate object, is indeed a rare occurrence.

"The material is extremely ordinary, nothing special. This armor should have been completed in less than half a month," Villefort also gave his answer.

Less than half a month later, this means that it was not an ancient relic unearthed from some ruins, but rather equipment specially prepared by someone for the Griffin War.

"What about the second and third years..." Wilford suddenly thought.

“I have had the athletes’ reported weapons thoroughly reviewed, and we haven’t found anything unusual,” Tilisa reassured him.

After all, neither Edel nor Dimir are opponents that can be defeated with just a cursed piece of equipment.

Once this fact is recognized, it will be difficult to make them do anything irrational.

"How about I do it? I already wore this Armor of Calamity once when I was in the arena, so it won't affect me."

Even with Tilissa present, Venere stepped forward and volunteered.

"...Perhaps it's worth a try. After all, Hannemann went to great lengths and only managed to get a name, or even a name we already know."

While they were still temporarily calling the armor the Cursed Armor, Vena directly revealed its true name: the Armor of Calamity.

The spells Hannemann cast were merely proof that what Wiener had said was true.

"With so many of us here, even if an accident occurs, we can remove it immediately."

Villefort glanced at Tissa's expression and this time supported Venere's suggestion.

“I disagree,” Hannemann insisted.

Even though Tilissa snatched away his beloved disciple Lisette from him, Lisette was still Hanneman's grand-disciple whom he regarded as half a daughter.

Knowing that Lisette and Venere had a close relationship, Hannemann naturally didn't want Venere to take the risk.

"I don't agree either."

When the same words were spoken by Tilisa, it was a definitive conclusion.

"Don't always think you can be so lucky. Last time, this cursed equipment was trying to find a new host to protect itself, and you only managed to escape because of your instinctive resistance."

“Don’t assume that wearing it voluntarily will lead to the same result,” Tilisa warned sternly.

The fact that one willingly dons the Armor of Calamity indicates that they have subconsciously accepted this equipment.

This means that all subsequent resistance will have to take place on its home turf, and the dangers involved are self-evident.

Chapter 318 The True Core of the Armor of Calamity

"...Shall we go out and chat for a bit?"

"it is good."

The two, perfectly in sync, then stepped out of the room.

"Tilisa should have only been back at the academy for a short time, right? How come the atmosphere between them, master and disciple, doesn't seem that awkward at all?"

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Hanneman stroked his beard, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Right? I feel the same way."

Ada was somewhat surprised, not expecting that Hanneman, who was always so rigid, would actually share the same opinion as her.

"How wonderful! I never thought that Tilissa would have a day when she felt love."

Based on her achievements and abilities, Tilisa became the youngest high-ranking member of St. Freya Academy.

Although she also holds a nominal teaching position, she has only graduated from college a few years ago, so how much older could she be than these students?

In other words, she is usually so experienced in her work that people unconsciously overlook these details.

"What are you two doing, an old magician who's been a bachelor his whole life and an old woman no one wants? They're clearly not the kind of people you're imagining."

Villefort was the only one who understood.

As the only successful man among the three with a family and even children, he could certainly see the strange atmosphere between Tilisa and Vena.

It was by no means an ordinary romantic relationship; rather, it was more like a complex and conflicted familial bond.

"Hey, it's one thing to call Hanneman an old bachelor, but don't you realize how rude you are to a beautiful young lady like that?"

Ada immediately distanced herself from the two of them.

She's only a few...more than ten years older than Tilissa. So what if she failed at blind dates a few more times? What's wrong with having high standards?

"Are you going to bring up that eighteen-year-old declaration again? How many months has it been since you turned eighteen?" Villefort retorted sarcastically.

They've been partners for years and know each other inside and out.

Even though Ida is slightly younger than them, there is still a significant generation gap between her and Tilisa.

"Eighteen and two hundred and seventy-nine months," Hannemann added, delivering the perfect finishing blow.

"No, why do you remember it so clearly?"

Villefort glanced at his old friend with surprise.

"I'm going to fight you—"

Ada was about to explode in anger and embarrassment when she heard the sound of the doorknob turning softly at that critical moment.

The three quickly composed themselves and returned to their usual demeanor.

"If we can't get information directly from this Armor of Calamity, would it be feasible to use divination spells on Sigurd?"

Ada made a serious suggestion to Hannemann.

"Not to mention that Sigurd's condition is not suitable as a vessel for casting spells."

"Even if it were possible, magic couldn't conjure up information that Sigurd himself didn't know."

Hannemann shook his head slightly.

He had considered this, but Sigurd's current body was like that of an ordinary person with a serious illness, unable to withstand any further strain.

"What you just did—"

"It's nothing, nothing at all," Villefort quickly said, trying to smooth things over. "Did you come to any conclusions when you went out?"

“Oh, Vena says this Armor of Calamity might be connected to Arios,” Tilisa said succinctly, giving their conclusion directly.