"Arrogant boy, you should take care of yourself first, hurricane dress!"
Jernold yelled angrily, and the spiked weapon in his hand spread out. The nearly dark night sky was dyed bright red.
Mowu?!
Lorraine raised the corner of her mouth and touched Kurogiri with her right hand, staring at the magic weapon with bright purple eyes.
The two chains on Jernald's arms stretched like two poisonous snakes, and hurricanes tore through the sky and roared like demons.
Lorraine drew his sword and slashed upwards. The light of the sword cut through the hurricane and slashed towards Jernald's chest. Jarod raised his head and opened his mouth, his bone-white fangs revealing his bloodthirsty nature. Step forward and prepare to bite Lorraine's shoulder.
"Tsk, it's really troublesome!" Lorraine put away the knife and dodged sideways, unsheathed it and cut off a chain wrapped around her body. Stab Jernald in the lower abdomen.
But he disapprovingly reached out and took hold of Kurogiri and pulled it out of the wound. Showing Lorraine the blood dripping from his palm was already a provocation.
Lorraine smiled and leaned her head forward and responded: "Really?!" His eyes fell in surprise.
Jernold looked down and saw that his lower abdomen was being devoured at an alarming speed. The knife mark that was originally deep enough to show bone turned black and gradually consumed life force.
Jernold spread his wings and threw Lorraine away. He covered the wound with one hand and healed it.
There's something wrong with that knife of his!
Noxubelle Lorraine turned her back and didn't bother to pay attention to the roaring hurricane.
"Before you died, I was actually curious about something."
Jernald had black hair and erected chains to throw at Lorraine below. The bright red blood covered the entire villa like lava.
"You arrogant boy, as long as you are corroded by my blood and you are strong, you will only end up turning into thick blood!"
Lorraine stretched out her hand and her breath surged, and the cyclone blocked the blood. He also deliberately took a breath of blood and spit it out through his nose.
Jernold stabbed thousands of people, and hundreds of streams of light hit Lorraine.
"Become a hornet's nest, boy."
Lorraine didn't look back. Instead, he stretched out his hand to lift his hair and swiped the knife light with his right thumb.
quick! It was so fast that there was no pain, and it was so hard that there was no hesitation at all.
"When you swing your sword tens of thousands of times a day, you can reach this level, right? Lord Count!"
"You are..." Jernold's eyes widened, and his face was already drained of blood. He was full of reluctance before dying. After a simple encounter, the huge black shadow behind Lorraine naturally fell to the ground and raised a burst of dust.
The black raincoat was stained with blood, and the skeleton was on the verge of breaking.
He's not dead? It seems like he's a vampire.
Lorraine jumped off the roof and looked at the empty ground, speechless. It was obvious that he would have to peel off his skin if he was hit, but now there was no trace of anyone, only a large pool of dark blood.
Outside the Royal Academy of Magic, there is a very quaint castle. The dust and wall grass on it seem to have not been cleaned for hundreds of years, but the footprints on the ground indicate that there are often people coming and going here, and there are monsters everywhere.
A black figure turned into a black stream of light and quickly rushed into the castle gate. On the way there, black blood could be seen dripping everywhere.
Jernold held on to the door, panting, and kept looking around.
"I was careless. I didn't expect that this time I fell on a yellow-haired boy. If it hadn't been for the atavistic vampire blood given to me by the high priest, I would have gone nowhere."
"Jernald, why did you come back so soon this time? Don't you know that exposing your whereabouts in such a blatant way will make your master unhappy?"
The quaint door was slowly pushed open, and the dusty breath hit his face, making Jernold excited.
Looking at the old man in front of him who was wearing a tuxedo and a tuxedo cloak that was dragged to the ground, he bowed neatly.
"You are hurt?!"
"Yes, Lord Count, the person who came here this time is definitely not something I can handle."
The old man nodded and remained silent, not saying anything.
"Is the master inside?"
"The master has come out of seclusion and there is nothing serious. He wanted to summon you just now. Come in quickly."
With the help of the old man, Gerold walked into the castle step by step, went up the stairs and came to a compartment. There is a throne at the end of the bright red carpet, and a woman is sitting on it with her legs crossed. Two scarlet lights were exposed in the darkness and looked at Jernald carefully.
Noxubel Lorraine yawned, holding a stack of books in her arms, and pushed open the classroom door. When he saw that the classroom was full of seats, and some places were even occupied by many students holding notebooks in their hands and looking serious, he thought he had entered the wrong classroom.
When he saw Ming Ke sitting in the front row with a serious look on his face, he realized that he had made the right move.
Lorraine put away her careless look and coughed twice deliberately. Putting on a very sophisticated look, he walked up to the podium and put the textbook on the table.
When the students in the audience saw Lorraine walking up to the podium, they all stopped what they were doing and took out their textbooks. Some had no place and could only stand where they were, but they were very serious and kept their military posture. , and finally these people stood up one after another, bowed together, and said hello, teacher.
What's wrong with these students? A few days ago, they all rejected me and didn't want to take my class. Why are they today? Could it be that you were impressed by my handsomeness?
Lorraine casually took out a book from the pile of books he brought and read it. After reading for a while, he realized that he couldn't understand it at all, and he didn't recognize some words. He simply threw it on the podium.
"Students, in today's class, I will tell you something about the relationship between magic combat experience and close combat."
"Teacher, I heard that you defeated three inspectors last time, is it true or false?" A chubby boy raised his hand and asked.
"Ah? This classmate..."
Before he could finish his words, another very sweet-looking female classmate appeared. There is a high ponytail on the back of her head. Said: "Teacher, I have heard about it. You are really powerful. You can even defeat the imperial inspector!"
Ten thousand question marks flashed through Lorraine's mind. How did they know these things?
Mingke, who was sitting below, winked at Lorraine and gradually became relieved.
"Students, can you ask me about these things one by one after class?"
The students in the audience looked at each other and nodded silently.
Lorraine didn't know what to talk about, and he didn't know anything about the magic guidance knowledge.
"Teacher, how about we talk about the combination of practical experience and magic."
Ming Ke saw Luo Lin's embarrassment and took the initiative to come to his rescue.
Just as Lorraine was about to agree, another voice came into her ears again.
"Teacher, I still think magic is more important. So can you please tell me more about the applications and skills of magic."
Mingke looked back and frowned, making people feel a little bad.
The girl standing there gave Lorraine the feeling that there was a fresh fragrance spreading quietly throughout the room. Her clear and bright pupils and curved eyebrows made Lorraine see a rare power.
It's talent!
Lorraine woke up, and he saw extremely powerful fluctuations in magical power from the girl. It is difficult for ordinary people to detect it, but with his beast-like intuition, he tells him that this girl has a strong talent.
"May I have your name?"
"Irenas Mira."
