Your notoriety is known to everyone

Chapter 165 St. Herte, a talented person (4k)

The top of the spiral tower is dilapidated, as if it has been eroded by time, leaving countless cracks and folds.

It is immersed in a blur of mist, as if it is a lost world, submerged in the abyss of corruption.

A large group of grotesque demons have invaded every corner of this ancient tower. Their bodies are twisted and weird, exuding a suffocating and vicious atmosphere.

Each demon has a unique deformity. Some have several wings on their backs, and the wings are covered with cold thorn-like hair; some have abnormally extended limbs and are tightly wrapped around their skinny bodies; some have heads. Especially huge, with endless ridicule and cruelty...

Their faces were hideous and abominable, and their eyes were shining with blood-red light, like two burning evil stars.

The howling sound echoed among them, like the sound of doom, making people feel chilly.

Thackereson sat in the center of the chaos. His original brown-gray hair had turned into pure gray, and his eyes had become extremely dark, without a trace of warmth or emotion.

A black robe embroidered with mysterious patterns and emitting an eerie light shrouded his thin body, and coupled with his bloodless face, gave people an eerie and terrifying impression.

When he heard Luo Gesi's shouting and saw Luo Gesi's extremely anxious expression, Thackeresen's originally empty eyes couldn't help but ripples, filled with doubts.

He wondered why this "Devil King" was so kind, but then the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing a joking smile, just because he could be completely promoted to the Holy Son immediately and become a real, not Rogge. Thinking about such a demon king who has a false name.

But as the demons at the top of the tower attempted to tear Logos into pieces, many broken memories gradually emerged in Sacraesen's mind, followed by complicated emotions. and his urgent roar: "Stop!"

Luo Gesi's eyes were fixed on Thackereson. What he had just shouted to save the other party was not only announcing his actions, but also an impulse from his heart.

He used the [Enlightenment Special] and the monocle to constantly recall the friendly past between himself and Thackereson in the dream, trying to immerse himself in the emotion of seeing the other person as a true friend.

Therefore, all of his expressions and gestures have truly entered the play, making it a bit difficult for him to distinguish between true and false.

"Who are you..." Sacredson stroked his forehead, his expression was extremely complicated, and he seemed to be experiencing struggle and suffering in his heart.

He only felt that his memory was extremely fragmented, and the past was a mess in his mind, but the appearance of Rogers seemed to enable him to grasp some important things that were lost in the chaos.

"I'm Logos, what about you?"

Logos fell in front of Thackereson. To his left, right and behind, there were demons surging with malice, all staring at him with hatred and greed.

"Sacrasen, your best friend..." Sacrasen raised his head and looked at Luogesi. He looked at the other person's eyes full of worry and regret, and couldn't help but whispered back.

The many memories related to him and Luo Gesi were quickly connected.

From the fight between the two when they were young, to the peace and turmoil in Saint Helte, and even the reason why he can sit here peacefully now is because Logos helped him prevent the Saint from interfering, and it is also recalled. got up.

"So, these demons?" After Luo Gesi completely let go of the [Ignorance Special Code] that was maintained on Thackereson, he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced around and asked in a low tone.

"You shouldn't have come." Saxon's words were filled with emotion.

"But I'm still here." Rogers withdrew his gaze and looked at Sacraesen again, with more regret showing on his cheeks: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"It's too late, Rogoth, it's too late for everything." Saxon shook his head slightly, and then said in an apologetic tone: "Are you regretting that you once stopped the saint? I'm sorry, I'll bring it to you. There’s so much suspicion and trouble.”

"No, Thackereson, what I regret is not these insignificant things at all." Rogers denied it very simply. He looked directly at the other person, gritted his teeth and said: "I regret all of this. It might not have happened. ,if I could……"

Seeing Luogesi hesitating to speak, Sacrasen couldn't help but chuckle at this moment:

"This is not something you would say. There is no need to regret it. All of this is my own choice. Even if I need to feel guilty, I should be the one who should feel guilty.

"You will still be my only close friend in the future, and you will still be the only person I can share happiness with. I will keep the memories between us well.

"After ascending, I will first return to my hometown to complete the revenge that should have been completed long ago, and then I will find a way to contact you.

"You are going to be a sage. Take my oath and work hard to reach the path you should take.

"Next time, the next time we meet, I will seriously tell you why I came to this point, and I will also seriously apologize to you."

After Sakresen finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand and pushed it towards Rogers: "Now, it's time for you to leave this place that is too dangerous for you."

Luo Gesi felt a gentle push lifting him up, and then his body suddenly flew towards the outside of the tower involuntarily.

When he heard these words of Sacrasen, he was completely relieved. In the future, this false bond will definitely reap rewards that satisfy him.

The surrounding elements began to surge uncontrollably, and the entire space repelled Logos. As he fell, the badge in his pocket began to tremble.

Until a glow completely enveloped him, and as everything in the world rotated, he suddenly felt as if he was back at the top of the spiral tower.

Only this time, the top of the tower returned to its usual appearance, and there was no longer any demon.

When Luo Gesi straightened his posture and stepped firmly on the ground, his eyes reflected a pair of antlers wrapped with green vines.

"As a second-year student, he is able to persist until now. He is indeed my proudest disciple." Idrul lowered his head and looked at Luo Gesi. After seeing that there was no damage on his body, he stroked his beard with his hand and said with a smile. road.

In addition to him at the top of the tower, there were also the vice president, deans of various colleges and professors. Their faces were more or less irritated and worried.

Luo Gesi touched his chest and performed a student salute. He saw that he was the only one at the top of the tower. Professor Idrul must have dragged him here specially.

Seeing this situation, he did not forget Professor Idrul's instructions to him, and took the initiative to report the sight of the devil coming in that alien space, and how he went through hardships and obstacles to spy on the top of the Sage Tower, Thackeresen. Sitting on a stone seat, surrounded by a group of demons. Upon hearing this, Vice Principal Avery looked at Rogers deeply, then sighed and said, "It is indeed so."

The expressions on the faces of the other professors gradually became ugly. A Holy Son from the Evil Realm actually held a crowning ceremony in Saint Helta.

Not to mention that this is a shameful thing that has never happened in the history of St. Helte School. The most important point, and what makes these great magicians the most uncomfortable, is that this matter is so big that there is no way to hide it. .

"Child, how do you feel about living in St. Helta?" Avery supported his wooden staff, walked unsteadily to Rogers' side, looked up at him and asked.

"Pretty good." Rogers replied seriously.

"Then I sincerely hope that you can assist the Saint. In the future, you will be able to stand with us old guys, and even create an academy named after you.

"A great shame requires glory several times greater than it can be washed away. I hope that you can become one of the glories of Saint Helta. I sincerely hope that..."

Avery patted the back of Rogers' hand, then turned to discuss with the professors how to deal with the aftermath of this incident.

Luo Gesi looked at the rickety back of the short old man and felt a trace of emotion in his heart. It was indeed a great honor for Saint Helte to be able to teach the Saint, but to teach a Saint Son of the Chaos Abyss was enough to put this honor aside. obliterate.

At the same time, in addition to these two people, Saint Helta also taught him...

After Idrul praised Luo Gesi's bravery and contribution, and promised a generous credit reward, he waved him back to the dormitory area of ​​​​Hilmi Court. Idrul then continued I also need to get busy with the professors.

There is no lingering fog in Saint Helte at the moment, only the bonfire is still burning.

After this incident, the originally planned exorcism night activities could no longer proceed smoothly.

When Rogers returned to the cabin, Alina and Lufia were already sitting on the sofa waiting for his return.

"Everything went well, much better than expected." Rogers met Alina's probing eyes and said.

"Are you regretting it?" Alina stared at Luo Gesi's expression carefully and replied curiously.

Rogers hung the windbreaker uniform on the hanger, slowly calmed down his mood, and replied flatly: "I only regret when I need to regret, just like washing my hands when they are dirty."

The cold wind howled outside the house, causing the snowflakes on the branches not far away to fall one after another. Without the moonlight, the light of the stars seemed to become dim.

The entire night sky was filled with a dim gray, swallowing up all the tiny details in the darkness.

In the following days, an article in the Imperial City News swept across the entire empire. The content was the arrival of a world-destroying disaster. This disaster was named Sacraesen, who happened to be Moros in Saint Helta. Students from the Special Academy.

St. Helte has also been pushed to the forefront, and countless critics have begun to question St. Helte from various angles.

This is just because St. Helte has shown a detached attitude towards the secular world in the past. If it were replaced by the royal family or the Pantheon, I am afraid that there would not be so many brave and righteous people.

In the few days before leaving school during the winter vacation, Luo Gesi checked out the books that should be returned to the library, refreshed himself on the knowledge he might need, and taught a few first-year courses before he had some free time.

Many members of the Logos Club have mentioned to him that they want to go back to Braidland with him and visit the hometown of him and the Saint.

But thinking of the various matters that needed to be dealt with during the holiday, he simply refused.

"Even before the Co-strategist Committee has been formally established, there are already signs of forming a faction, and they even ordered me in turn." Rogers leaned back on the sofa, handed the letter in his hand to Alina beside him, and sneered. road.

The letter was a joint petition from many schools of thought, requesting Logos to expand their power to intervene in the Council, and hoping that Logos could regularly give academic lectures in the magic community to better demonstrate his magical research. progress, otherwise these schools will seriously consider whether to continue to participate in the formation of the Council.

One of the biggest reasons for Rogge to establish a magic community is to spread his own research. The requirements of these schools do not make him feel embarrassed, but this attitude makes him extremely unhappy.

"Today they can ask me to give speeches on a regular basis, but what about tomorrow?" Rogers curled his lips slightly, reached out and rubbed Lufiya's loose hair on the other side a few times, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Nearly half of the schools on this list are either branches of the Three Sages or have close ties with the Three Sages, while the other half have various connections with these schools that are close to the Three Sages. …”

Elena glanced briefly and made a rather firm judgment. Then she reached out and picked up another piece of paper on the table, frowning in thought.

Seeing the other party's movements, Luo Gesi also cast his gaze over. The letter in Alina's hand was sent from the East Territory the day before.

The content is that although the Santan tribe has not forcibly moved into the Green Valley since the battle with Arkan in Logos, harassment from the surrounding areas has become more frequent in late autumn. It is one of the hardest hit areas.

Moreover, Alkan also threatened to have another duel with Logos. It would no longer be the traditional riding duel of the Santan tribe, but a one-on-one honorary duel regardless of life and death in the imperial tradition.

Rogers had no interest in this thing that had no benefit at all, but he was also a little curious about where Arkan got his confidence.

After all, he was a student of Saint Helte, and the other party was just a son of nomad. In the same level, this huge gap in status also represented a huge gap in strength.

Even the most mediocre students of the Morost Academy among Saint Heerte, who are at the beginning of silver level and have the most mediocre evaluations, can still blast hammers according to the standard silver intermediate level outside the school, not to mention top-level top students like Logos. .

"Too many coincidences may no longer be coincidences. Could it be that the emperor is urging you?" Alina stirred up the letter a few times and looked back at Luo Gesi.

"Being too anxious is not a good quality for an emperor."

While replying, Rogers took the letter from Alina's hand. His eyes scanned the information about the Santan invasion and Alkan's name. As he looked at it, a friendly smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. meaning.

(End of this chapter)