People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

This incident was still quite surprising to him.

He knew that every year a group of magicians from the Razli classroom would be sent to garrison in Kalia Castle, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. The list was finalized in just half a month.

And the most important thing is that his name is on it.

Although he had a strong learning ability, it only took him a week to master several types of pyroxene magic taught in the Razli classroom.

But...how can I put it? I just feel like something's off. I can't quite put my finger on it.

Obviously, there were not only a few newcomers in the classroom, but also a bunch of veterans.

They all chose this classroom because they hoped to go to Kalia Castle to meet and serve the queen.

As a result, none of them were selected, but the newcomer Reinhardt was selected.

I have to say that this incident still makes these people a little jealous.

But what they didn’t know was that not being selected this time was simply a huge stroke of luck.

Reinhardt, who also had no idea what would happen in the future, had returned to Serlen's dormitory.

"Teacher Se Lian, I'm back..."

Dragging his tired body, he pushed open the familiar door with a helpless look and walked in.

But there was no sign of Se Lian.

"...Isn't get out of class over yet?"

Reinhardt frowned slightly. Normally, the teacher should be back by this time, but today...

"Is there something wrong?"

He didn't think much about it and tidied up the room.

To be honest, this room is not that big, but it seems like it will never be cleaned.

It was fine when he left in the morning, but it was a mess again when he came back in the evening. His cleaning speed was no match for Seren's destruction speed.

For example, these books on the table were all put into the bookshelf with great difficulty.

But now they are everywhere.

However, just as he was about to put the books back into the bookshelf, he suddenly found a note.

There is a sentence clearly written on it -

"Reinhardt, come to the magic training ground tonight."

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23. The Incoming Assassin

"That's a bit weird. Why are you asking me to go to the magic training ground so late at night? I've already learned all the pyroxene magic I'm supposed to learn..."

Reinhardt was walking on the road, muttering in confusion.

During this half month, although most of the time was spent doing exercises and reviewing theoretical knowledge, I did not fall behind in learning pyroxene magic.

From meteor magic to comet magic, he had learned almost all the mainstream magics in the magic academy, and even one or two of the exclusive magics of the Haymo classroom.

However, now Seren informed him to go to the magic training ground at this time, still in the form of a note.

I have to say, it's quite intriguing.

What exactly are you planning to do?

Although he was confused, he still followed the instructions on the note and came to the location of the magic training ground.

The Magic Training Ground, also known as the Pyroxene Magic Training Ground, is where magicians from the Magic Academy learn and practice Pyroxene magic.

Of course, there is definitely more than one place in this huge college.

And this is the one he and Selene visit most often.

However, when he pushed open the door and walked inside, he found it empty.

The not-so-bright pyroxene lamp emitted a faint light illuminating the dim venue, but the training ground was empty at this time and there was no trace of Seren.

"Teacher Se Lian, are you there?"

He tried to call out loudly, but all he heard was an echo. The surroundings were filled with deathly silence, and the pyroxene lamps that provided light flickered, as if they were about to be swallowed by darkness.

So he took out his staff and waved it slightly in the air.

"Starlight."

This is one of the most basic pyroxene magics in the magic academy.

Small star-like lights floated in the air, and the light they emitted illuminated the entire training ground.

However, everything that came into view was still empty.

He was the only one in the entire venue, and the faint sound of footsteps echoing from the slightly hard soles of his shoes on the floor tiles.

"Something's wrong."

Reinhardt looked around briefly and felt more and more strange. His intuition was urging him to leave here quickly.

It wasn't because Se Lian didn't come, but because at this time, although it wasn't late at night yet, the training ground was empty. Even now, there wasn't even a passerby.

This is not normal.

And most importantly, he smelled a subtle smell of blood in the air.

I felt more and more uneasy.

Reinhardt slowly raised his staff to guard his surroundings while slowly retreating towards the gate behind him.

At this moment, a faint sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded behind him.

call out--

Reinhardt instinctively turned sideways, and a slender, graceful crossbow arrow flew past almost the tip of his nose.

"Who?!"

He subconsciously threw a few pyroxene magic pebbles with his backhand, but they didn't hit anything. They dissipated in the air like a meteor, dragging their long tails.

"Invisible?"

As the King of Elden in the second week, he guessed the truth about his enemy in this short moment.

It must be some kind of secret invisibility potion, magic, or prayer.

Moreover, the shorter crossbow arrow that was just shot was not the meteor crossbow arrow produced by Kalia, because the arrowhead was not inlaid with pyroxene, and its flight trajectory was not like that of a meteor.

Since it’s not from within the college, then who is it?

He didn't remember provoking any enemies. If there was any real hostility, it was only with the loyal dog of the Golden Rule, Radagon. But even Radagon couldn't openly carry out an assassination in the academy.

What's more, if it was an assassin sent by Radagon, he would have lost his kidney several times by now.

After all, Radagon and Marika were originally one, and the only assassins Marika could command were the Black Knife, which was also formed by rare people and was also the strongest assassin group in the entire border area.

Could it be Ceria's assassin?

As far as he could remember, there were very few magic spells or prayers that could make one invisible.

One of them is the method of turning invisible used by the group of magic assassins entrenched in the magical town of Selia in Galid.

Just as he was wondering where the assassin came from, the enemy attacked again.

shhhhh--

The sounds of arrows breaking through the air rang out one after another. This time, arrows came from all directions, as if they were determined to shoot him into a hedgehog.

"Tsk, a bunch of bastards who only know how to hide here and there."

Reinhardt smacked his lips lightly, but faced the incoming arrows without any haste. Instead, he cast his gaze towards an open space.

At the same time as these six or seven arrows were attacking, they suddenly landed on the ground.

The whole person suddenly rushed out, rushing towards the open space at a speed that even starlight could not follow.

Although several sharp arrows pierced his clothes, he still had no intention of stopping. He rushed forward courageously, with one end of the pyroxene-inlaid staff slightly pointing downward, and holding it at his waist with both hands as if drawing a sword.

If it were him half a month ago, he might not be able to deal with such an attack, but after joining the Razli classroom, he not only learned Kalia magic, but also underwent combat training every day.

Today, he is no longer what he used to be.

What's more, he still carried those two Chaboliri grapes in his arms. Although the power of the insane fire contained in them was very weak, it was enough to produce a steady stream of magic power in his body.

Kallia Swift Sword!

The yellow-orange emblem of the Kalia royal family appeared at the waist, and the magic-infused pyroxene staff flashed with the same brilliance, like a Jedi Knight's Force lightsaber. The orange magic blade spread from the pyroxene part and gradually extended.

Swah——

A slash from bottom to top, similar to a sword drawing, cuts through the air.

In the process, it seemed as if something hard was cut off, and then hot blood spilled from the air.

At the same time, the invisibility ability dissipated, and a corpse that was cut into two parts along with the weapon lay alone on the ground, with the fear before death still lingering on its face.

"This outfit..."

Reinhardt glanced at the body on the ground.

He was very familiar with this outfit: the black hood, the black leather armor, the slightly worn leather boots, and the holy seal on his finger...

These guys are assassins serving Two Fingers, emissaries from the Church!

But why would they attack me?

Reinhardt was a little confused, and there was no time to think about it now.

Hidden in the darkness like this, it is unknown how many are left.

Swah——

The heavy sound of breaking wind whistled in his ears, and a secret agent revealed his figure and attacked with a broadsword, trying to chop off his head.

"How arrogant! As an assassin, you actually choose to attack the target head-on." Reinhardt raised his lips with a disdainful smile.

If it was Black Knife, he would really have to think twice, but these guys... are just a bunch of trash.

However, he did not intend to use the Kalia Swift Sword to deal with this guy. Instead, he dispersed the magic power on the pyroxene staff and rushed forward again, directly into the opponent's arms.

Dang clang——

The staff smashed the opponent's arm hard, bending it in an impossible direction, causing him to let go of the weapon in pain. With his other hand, he grabbed the opponent's neck and lifted him up.

"I shouldn't have provoked Two Fingers, why did you want to assassinate me?"

"Ho..."

Even though his identity was exposed, the sound that came out of the secret envoy's mouth was not one of pain, but rather one of ridicule.

The look she gave him was even more mocking.

This reckless behavior made Reinhardt's eyes gradually turn cold.

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24. The Emissary Attempts to Challenge the Awakening Sun

"If you don't want to talk about it, then go die."

Before he could make a move, the other envoys moved even faster.

hiss-

The moment he finished speaking, an ordinary sword blade pierced through the abdomen of the secret agent in his hand and rushed straight towards his body.

But he dodged it with a quick move and released the captured secret agent.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bones and muscles being torn was heard.

The secret envoy, who had been pierced by the sword and could clearly be saved, was cut in half by his companions as if to silence him.

"Are you planning on not getting hurt by your injured comrades?" Reinhardt saw through his thoughts immediately.