Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 122 The sense of gap between each other
The afternoon sun is warm and shines lightly on people.

The snow in the forest has completely melted, the temperature is warming up rapidly, and it is not expected to happen again.

In the empty beach beside the creek, two leaping figures kept intersecting.

Gus deeply realized that the inscription sword brought about a qualitative improvement, and his fighting spirit was greatly increased. He seemed to have endless strength, raised his swords and struggled to block the butler's slash!
"I need to increase my strength!" Musophei reminded him in a leisurely manner. Between the next attacks, the strength surged.

Gus gritted his teeth to fight back, with beads of sweat covering his face, and his legs sank deep into the wet soil like wooden stakes.

"Mr. Butler! Your strength is so exaggerated!"

They deserve to be of the Ursine clan, Gus thought to himself.

"I'm a little out of control." Musophi flipped over lightly, stepped back a distance and stood again: "Gus, how does it feel to use the inscribed weapon?"

"Indeed, the effect is great!"

Gus was panting and raised his hand to wipe his sweat. There was no doubt that his strength had improved. The only pity is that there is only one inscribed sword, and it is not used to using it, and it feels uncoordinated.

The fighting energy of one hand using the inscribed sword is surging and surging, while the fighting energy output of the other hand using the ordinary stainless steel sword is stagnant, which visually shows the difference.

No wonder ordinary swordsmen, even if they are extremely talented, can hardly match the magic swordsmen of the same level. It is indeed necessary for the academy to divide ordinary warriors and magic swordsmen into two different categories.

"The Inscribed Sword can be used, but for daily practice, it's best not to rely on it!" Musophei handed over a pair of bamboo knives again: "The Inscribed Sword brings additional improvements, not essential progress. Superstition of foreign objects will eventually lead to It will lead to stagnation in personal strength.”

Gus sheathed his sword with a look on his face.

"When you enter the elite level, I will help you apply for another inscribed weapon from the young master." Musophei took out two swords from the bamboo basket and assumed the offensive posture of the Bamboo Style School.

Gus was silent for a moment, as if he had made some kind of decision: "Mr. Butler, I want to be your student!"

"Hey, I'm an orc! Gus, you need to think clearly." Musophi bared his sharp teeth and showed a fierce look on his face.

"I highly recognize your strength and your character." Gus' eyes were sincere.

"Actually, you are now my student. I have trained many, many people like you..."

Musophei's figure was bleak, and his expression was slightly sad. Faces flashed before his eyes, and he was caught up in the memories of the past: "Except for the Thirty-six Bamboo Wind Styles, I don't have much to teach you in the future..."

"It's enough. Your free service and dedication are worthy of the title of master."

At this moment, it is no longer an exchange of interests, or a forced or mandatory choice, but a simple recognition.

Gus bowed deeply to Musophi.

"Okay, as you like..." Pandaren tilted his head noncommittally.

After experiencing chaos in the morning, the situation at the Wangdu Procuratorate returned to stability.

Attorney General Donaldson dropped all charges against Blue Rose due to insufficient evidence.

The vacant positions of more than 30 prosecutors general were temporarily replaced by people selected from the original group through voting.

The first thing the acting prosecutor general did when he took office was to demand a thorough investigation into the gray industries related to the Belland family and other fallen nobles.

Through internal rebels providing relevant information, the progress was smoother than expected. Several large strongholds were destroyed in succession and nearly thousands of trapped women were rescued. More than 500 people involved in the case were arrested.

News agency reporters continue to follow up on reports. The second additional edition of Kingdom Weekly is currently under urgent production.

More and more ugliness was exposed to the world, and the people of the royal capital were in an uproar. The storm has a tendency to get worse. Some people find it absurd and sensational, some question the security of the royal capital, and some further suspect that high-ranking officials and fallen nobles are colluding. The student groups were outraged and prepared to organize a large-scale demonstration.

Galahad, the commander-in-chief of the City Defense and Security Forces, quickly issued a statement to apologize to the public, claiming that there were major omissions in the work.

Elaine, a representative of the Night Watch organization, issued statements one after another, admitting that there was a shortage of manpower and it was difficult to comprehensively control security issues.

At a time when the royal capital was turbulent, Tai'an was in the isolated wizard branch, attending classes quietly.

The ancient text in the morning was really boring. The afternoon course was about contracts and seals, and the main instructor was Youmu.

Both are part of auxiliaries and involve inscriptions. The content is so esoteric and troubling that it has become a subject in its own right.

Dorothy had no intention of listening to the class and sat behind Tai'an, staring at his back in a daze throughout the class. With his keen intuition, he detects many hidden glances.

Everyone knows that Yin Yue likes Tai'an, and Fu seems to be the same as herself. Leona of the Jin Gui family should only have a good impression.

In addition, Mentor Youmu on the podium also cast hidden glances from time to time.

"Classmate Xiao An, you are so popular..."

The purple-black haired Loli was in a depressed mood, holding her face with her little hands, almost racking her brains to think of what kind of conditions he would offer that he would not refuse.

At one point, I betrayed my personality and dignity...

Thinking of Shota's unscrupulous behavior on her body, Loli's cheeks warmed up rapidly, and she hurriedly buried her head in her arms.

"No, girls must be reserved and never go to the last step easily..."

Underground in the inner city, there are sewers extending in all directions.

The suffocating stench and the never-ending flow of sewage passed by.

A man wearing a black trench coat and a peaked cap was striding on the cement steps, carrying a set of foxtail plants that gathered light.

As a spellcaster, Tinyham does not need to worry about the interference of stench. The circular mental shield blocks the air exchange around him.

The expected bad situation of being wanted by the whole city did not happen.

Compared to the tyranny and cruelty of the Blue Rose family, his behavior is just like a child's farce and is not worth mentioning at all.

Tiniham thought he would be featured in the Kingdom Weekly, but it turned out that no one cared about it, and a strong sense of disparity filled his heart.

"Strength! Strength! What should we do next..."

He tossed the space ring in his hand carelessly, and felt that the position of the spiritual coordinates was getting closer and closer...

After Lesser left the night watchman station, he rushed home immediately. Witness the mob swarming into the villa. The originally green and beautiful garden was in a state of disarray, and it was foreseeable that the home would be even more of a mess.

He was a little at a loss, and when he came to his senses, he immediately realized that he shouldn't stay for long.

It must not fall into the hands of the mob, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable.

Although I have never interacted with people at the bottom, there is a high probability that few people will know me, but I am just afraid of what happens.

(End of this chapter)