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

Then, six light blue pyroxene meteors flew out from it, cutting through the darkness, dragging long tails of light from several meters away and hitting the emissary's back.

With a few bangs, the pyroxene meteor exploded into light particles, and the secret envoy was blown away. He landed on his head and slid for several meters on the ground before stopping.

Needless to say, if all six meteor showers hit, the envoy would not be able to survive with his weak physique, so it was a bit too easy for this guy.

Then, he saw several figures in the direction of the gate.

"...Teacher Se Lian?"

Reinhardt dispersed the pyroxene magic in his hand and hurried forward.

"Why are you here?"

"...My apprentice is in trouble. As a teacher, how can I not come?"

Se Lian smiled and joked, and the Haymore magicians who accompanied her rushed into the training grounds to investigate the situation.

"but...."

Se Lian's voice suddenly lengthened, and he turned his head to take a quick look at the corpses around him.

However, he did not show any surprise or disgust or fear at seeing such a bloody scene, as if he was used to it, but his tone was a little subtle.

Obviously, it is hard to say who is suffering in this situation.

But she still gave a little praise, "Well done, it seems that your understanding of pyroxene magic is strong enough. Even the basic pyroxene magic starlight can shine so brightly..."

You are worthy of being my apprentice, you have learned to walk so quickly."

"but..."

Se Lian's voice suddenly paused. From beneath her loose wizard robes, she reached out her fair little hand, gently pinching the hooded figure's chin. She crossed her arms, looking him up and down, and asked, "...Apprentice, what's wrong with your body?"

After hearing what Seren said, Reinhardt also reacted.

He lowered his head to look at his hands and tried to clench his fists again.

"Actually... I don't know what happened, it just suddenly became like this..." Reinhardt said helplessly.

It was indeed the familiar power of the sun, but when and how did it transform?

Just when he was having trouble understanding the current situation, the starlight magic above his head suddenly exploded with a bang, and the entire training ground immediately returned to a dim environment.

The group of Hayabusa magicians who were investigating the surrounding situation also discovered this and began to use starlight.

Although the brightness of these stars is far less than that of Reinhardt's, fortunately there are many of them, which can restore some light to the training ground.

However, something strange happened to Reinhardt's body.

Under Se Lian's gaze, his body seemed to have deflated like a balloon, and returned to its frail appearance.

Seeing this, Reinhardt was a little stunned. Recalling the situation just now, he came up with some guesses in his mind.

Could it be that pyroxene magic starlight can also be considered a kind of sun?

But why wasn’t it discovered before?

Moreover, this so-called sun...isn't it a bit too casual?

The previous crazy fire, and now the pyroxene magic - starlight, what the hell is this...

"Razley Classroom Apprentice Reinhardt, please come with us. We need to check with you on tonight's events."

Suddenly, a magician from the Haimo classroom came up to him and said so.

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26. Night Talk between Master and Disciple

In the end, Reinhardt followed the people from Highmore's classroom out of the training ground.

However, they did not bring anyone to be held accountable, but simply inquired about what happened, as well as the origins and purpose of the assassins.

Reinhardt remained vague and ignorant, revealing basically nothing except the details of his attack.

He did this on the one hand because even if the people in Haymore's classroom knew the assassin's origin, they would have no way to deal with it. Could they go and cause trouble for Radagon or Two Fingers?

Do they dare?

Obviously impossible.

On the other hand, it was also because he didn't want to fall out with Radagon for the time being.

At least so far, he has not found a way to make himself particularly strong.

Even with the use of starlight and insane fire, the degree of improvement was just that, far from reaching the ideal limit.

However, the people in the Haimo classroom are not fools. The origins of those assassins will probably not be hidden for long. A little investigation will reveal the truth.

Let's see how this group of people will deal with it.

By the way, this incident caused quite a stir.

I have to say, this group of secret envoys are really capable.

In cyberpunk terms,

"Good evening, Kalia! Tonight's Dead Man's Lotto results are a perfect thirty!

Thanks to the efforts of the skilled secret assassins, twelve people were killed in Olivenis alone. Except for the boy from Razli, no one in the other classrooms was spared!

I think everyone in Haimo is going to be in trouble this time, because the old guys above will definitely not be able to swallow this!"

That's probably what happened.

The people in the Haimo classroom are also well aware of the seriousness of this incident. As the only law enforcement force in the academy, they have an unavoidable responsibility.

No matter what decision is made, they have to blame themselves for their bad luck.

Before leaving, Yug couldn't help but sigh to him.

"...As expected, it's a shame that you don't join our Haimo classroom and become a battlefield magician."

One person killed seven assassins. This kind of record was very rare in their Haimo classroom, let alone the Razli classroom.

Although both are classrooms for learning combat magic, the combat effectiveness of the Razli classroom is obviously inferior to that of the Haymer classroom.

In response, Reinhardt just smiled and said nothing.

He knows better than anyone how he won.

If he hadn't accidentally discovered that starlight could also draw out the power of the sun, he might have really had to sing a song this time.

...

When we came out of the Haimo classroom, it was almost midnight.

Reinhardt went straight to the academy's large bathhouse, washed off the blood on his body, changed into a new and dry magician's robe, and prepared to return to Seren's dormitory.

However, it must be said that the difference in treatment between apprentices without hoods and apprentices with hoods is as huge as heaven and earth.

In the past, he had worn the robe he received as a gift when he made the Poverty Declaration for nearly three years. He had washed it over and over again and had never replaced it with a new one.

If it weren't for the high-quality material, it would have been washed into rags long ago.

But now, if they are just dirty, you can get a new set to replace them.

Tsk tsk tsk, the resource imbalance is a bit scary.

However, when he pushed open the door of the dormitory, Se Lian's voice came from inside.

"Have you finished talking?"

"Well, we're done talking."

Reinhardt answered casually, closed the door, and walked into the back of the room. "Teacher, it's so late, aren't you going to bed yet?"

Se Lian, who had already taken off his hood, was sitting on a chair with his arms folded. He was not doing his usual pyroxene research, but was slightly swaying his fair calves that were exposed from under his robe, as if he was waiting for him specially.

So, he tentatively asked: "...Teacher, are you waiting for me?"

"uh-huh."

Se Lian responded with a slight nasal sound, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

She slowly raised her head and looked at him. Her gem-like eyes were as deep as pyroxene, and there was an indescribable doubt and curiosity in her eyes.

After staring at each other for a moment, Se Lian slowly said, "Aren't you going to talk? My apprentice."

"...What did you say?" Se Lian's question made him a little puzzled.

"Of course, tell me about your origins and your true identity."

"Of course I am Reinhardt, your apprentice, Teacher Serlian. What other identity do I have?" Reinhardt answered without thinking.

However, his answer made Se Lian shake his head in denial, "...No, you are not."

"In my mind, Reinhardt was a dull child with no talent for learning pyroxene magic. However, two and a half years ago, things changed... Especially recently, not only did he learn the magic of three classrooms in just a few days, he also mastered the theoretical knowledge of pyroxene."

At this point, Seren paused, as if giving Reinhardt time to react. After a few seconds, he continued, "At first, I thought your insane mind had suddenly opened up, and you'd awakened a rare talent."

"...But now it seems that is not the case." Se Lian shook his head regretfully.

"I have to say, your combat skills are superb. At such a young age, you possess such vicious methods. I'm afraid your combat proficiency is not much lower than those knights who have experienced many battles."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when Se Lian said these words again, he was not as calm as before, but instead had a hint of joy in his tone?

"...So, can you tell me your true identity...who are you?"

The eyes that looked at him were full of seriousness and curiosity, and her inner curiosity forced her to want to know who this Reinhardt was.

But unfortunately, he won't tell it anyway.

However, it’s not so much about not knowing how to speak, but rather how to answer.

Say you are a time traveler?

Putting aside whether Mr. Se Lian can understand the word "time travel", the matter of time travelers is an unspeakable secret to anyone.

It is also a secret that must be kept in your stomach forever.

"It seems... you seem to be in a difficult situation, my apprentice."

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Se Lian couldn't help but sigh inwardly and said, "If you really can't say it, then forget it... After all, everyone has secrets that can't be told, and I understand."

When hearing these words, Reinhardt could feel a hint of loss in them.

This also made him a little panicked, and he quickly stood up and explained: "No, Teacher Se Lian, it's not that I can't say it, but I don't know how to say it..."

"Oh?"

"Well... before that, I want to ask Teacher Seren a question -

Do you think the current Reinhardt is better, or the one from the past is more suitable to be your disciple?"

"What kind of stupid question is that?" Upon hearing his words, a strange smile appeared on Serenity's face. "Reinhardt, you don't think that I will disown you as my disciple because of your concealment or for some other reason, do you?"

"...Haha, I'm totally overthinking it." He chuckled and shook his head.

"No matter what you were like in the past or what you are like now, from the moment I, Seren, recognize you, you will always be my disciple.

...Even if in the future you become the consort of Kalia, or the King of Elden, or burn the Golden Tree, or even stand against me, the fact that we are master and disciple will never change, understand?"

There is no need to doubt the truth of these words. I remember that in the Great Library, Seren said the same thing to the Faded One.

Moreover, when playing the game and helping Jie Lian to eliminate the witch, the teacher never used any moves against the Faded One, but just stared at Jie Lian.

Although he is not a fader now, and Seren is not the magic block witch yet, he still chooses to believe in Seren.

So he met the teacher's gaze and said seriously, word by word, "Teacher, I really am Reinhardt. This is an indisputable fact."

"So there are other parts that aren't true?"

Seemingly a little tired of sitting in the same position all the time, Se Lian propped up her head with her arms on the table and looked at him with a smile on her face, "Then talk to me, Master. The night is long and we still have plenty of time."

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27. Teacher, if you continue like this I won’t be able to control myself.

I have to say that gossip is indeed a woman's nature, even a witch like Teacher Seren who pursues pyroxene is no exception.

Se Lian, who always complained about not having enough time and sometimes wished she could be torn into pieces, actually calmed down and listened to him tell stories this time.