Dusk gradually ended, and the arcane hall became dark.
This playful battle continued into the night.
There are more and more losers, and there are fewer and fewer students in the arcane hall.
Those professors and lecturers have also left long ago, and they still have their own jobs.
As for those students?
Well, they don’t want to study anymore, so why do you care about them?
Those talented students who recognized the reality early, after watching the farce for a period of time, slowly left like Erica.
However, they have never challenged them on stage.
But it made these losers feel resentful.
If these people can also take action on stage...
There must be hope.
It must be able to make Professor Victor move one step.
Their inaction made the illusion of universal approval come to nothing.
When the last dozen students who gathered together were bounced off the stage by Victor's magic, there was no one around who was qualified to challenge on stage.
Victor put away his magic, and the vine flowers on the stage gradually withered, turning into green magic that filled the sky and returned to the windbreaker.
A faint green light lit up, and the magic arena became as silent as usual.
The audience was extremely silent, and the only sound of Victor's walking could be heard in the huge arcane hall.
Ta, tap, tap.
Victor walked to the door of the Arcane Hall, and the defeated students behind him looked at his back silently.
Without moving his hands, the door slowly opened.
The afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the hall, shining on Victor's body, and also on the dull faces among the failed students.
"It seems that your strength does not match your confidence."
"get out of class is over."
The crow on the shoulder suddenly turned around and looked at them with one eye, as if mocking these losers.
The moment Victor walked out of the arcane hall, countless jet-black feathers fell from the sky and enveloped Victor.
As if under a crowd of thousands of crows, the crow-like black light sprints towards the horizon.
When he came back to his senses, Victor's figure had long disappeared.
All that was left was a single tail feather on the ground, like a trick by a trickster.
The students remained silent, as if they were immersed in fantasy and could not recover.
The shadow of the entire arcane hall was engraved in their hearts.
…
"The chief professor is one against a thousand, facing thousands of students without retreating even half a step——"
"He threatened that as long as someone lets him move a step, everyone will be promoted by the end of the term!" 》
"Shocked - A few things that Chief Professor Victor of the Royal Academy of Magic had to say"
The second prince was reading the news in his hands, while a beautiful maid was feeding delicious grapes beside him.
As he ate and flipped through the pages, he would laugh out loud when he saw interesting parts of the newspaper.
"Awesome, awesome, worthy of being Senator Cravenna."
"It's in full swing."
Suddenly, the second prince put down the newspaper and said to the maid beside him with a smile.
"Go down first, oh yes, don't forget to put down the fruit."
The maid bent down and said yes, placed a plate of grapes on the table in front of the second prince, bowed to the second prince, and slowly stepped back.
On the second prince's body, a ball of ink came out of his sleeve.
The little toad quickly climbed onto the table, stretched out its long tongue, rolled up a larger grape and swallowed it.
After eating, it slowly spoke:
"What kind of partner are you talking about? When will he come?"
The second prince was not in a hurry and responded with a smile.
"No hurries."
"My royal brother will be back tomorrow. Naturally, this great gift prepared for him is not the time to appear now."
The toad burped. It looked at the second prince and felt the other's strong emotions.
"Tsk."
It's a devil, and it can only eat grapes.
What an irony.
…
"Remember to take this with you when you go out in the future."
In the study, Victor called Heni to him, turned it over in his hand, and a small red crocodile appeared in his hand.
Hermione was a little surprised.
"This...isn't this Mr. Crocodile?"
Mr. Crocodile is such an interesting title.
The little crocodile was placed on the desk by Victor and dozed off.
As if it noticed something, it raised its head, and the moment it saw Victor, its crocodile body trembled.
"Brother!"
The crocodile seemed to be trying to stand up and clasped his fists towards Victor.
Vega glanced at Victor speechlessly.
How did you train this angry demon to look like this?
Victor ignored Vega's obvious look, just tapped the table with his fingers and said calmly:
"Didn't you say that you like the smell of her body?"
"From today on, you will always be by her side to protect her, and your power will be at her disposal."
"But don't forget what I told you, control your anger."
The little crocodile shuddered. Hearing this, he nodded quickly:
"I understand what you mean, brother!"
"From now on, I will treat her as an uncle!"
Regardless of whether he was relying on someone else or not, Lightton was relieved in advance.
It was definitely a relief for him to no longer have to follow Victor.
It never thought that a primitive demon like himself would one day be afraid of humans.
Before Heni could react, she was a little confused. She looked down and saw the crocodile looking at her pitifully.
But she didn't pay attention to the poor crocodile. Instead, she was thinking about Victor's words.
The professor asked it to protect me...
Are you worried about me?
Heni was still thinking, but she heard Victor say:
"Well, you go out."
"Okay...good professor."
Hermione carefully placed the crocodile in her hand and turned away.
After Henie left, Vega flapped his wings and said in a tearful voice:
"Victor, I really didn't expect you to be able to keep such a filthy thing!"
There was some downright disgust in its tone.
After all, it has said before that as a noble god, even an evil god, it is tired of such disgusting things.
Victor just responded calmly:
"You also made a contract with a disgusting toad and lied to that thing."
"To each other."
As he spoke, Victor knocked on the desk, and a book appeared in his hand.
In the quiet study room, there was only the occasional sound of turning the pages of a book.
…
The sun was greeted by the morning glow, revealing its glowing red face.
Today, the streets of the royal capital are extremely lively.
People gathered in the street, looking at the road ahead, and curiously looking at the returning army cavalry.
The troops lined up neatly and walked towards the royal capital.
The armor all over their bodies even collided with each other rhythmically, and the horses underneath them also stepped on the street.
At the front of the team, there was a man in golden armor, with a silver ponytail sticking out from his golden helmet. He walked on the street with a smile on his face, nodding to the people around him from time to time.
Even the dogs on the roadside became much quieter when they saw this scene, sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails to welcome the triumphant people.
Behind him, a huge open-air carriage was driving on the road.
The huge demonic dragon's head lay quietly like a steel cage.
Albany Saul.
Today is the day of the eldest prince's triumph, and the captured dragon's head will be paraded through the streets for a day.
Everyone looked at the huge dragon head and began to discuss:
"That must be the head of the demon dragon. The eldest prince is really powerful!"
"It is said that the emperor also killed a demon dragon back then."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, His Highness the First Prince, for keeping us and the common people safe."
With colorful flags and cheers on the streets, residents smiled and sent blessings and praises to the troops.
After all, this is the head of the dragon.
The Dragon Clan is a powerful race that lives in mythology.
Not only does it have a long lifespan of thousands of years, but it also has extremely powerful ability to control elements.
According to legend, the dragon is the guardian messenger of nature.
That is a powerful existence that can destroy an entire city.
There are very few people who can kill the demon dragon, and their achievements have reached a level that is unimaginable by ordinary people.
But the mood of joyful gathering did not spread throughout the royal capital.
In Cravenna's mansion, Leah twisted her waist to find Victor in the martial arts arena.
At this moment, Victor is commanding Aurelion.
"Well, this is the posture."
"Keep moving."
Aurelion held a knight's sword in her hand, holding the sword in front of her with both hands in the air.
The sword was very heavy, and Aurelion suppressed her blush.
Beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead and ran down his cheeks.
Celia, the guard on the side, felt heartbroken when she saw this scene. When she thought about how hard she had trained, she felt even more unbearable towards the princess.
But this was the request of the princess teacher, and she had no right to intervene. She could only ask Victor:
"Victor, what do you mean?"
"Her Royal Highness the Princess is a mage, do you understand mage!"
"You actually asked Her Royal Highness to practice swordsmanship? Are you telling me that a mage needs to practice close combat? Or are you saying that you know how to use a sword yourself?"
Liya frowned and came slowly. Seeing this scene, she even forgot what she originally wanted to say. She just said lightly next to Celia:
"He does, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Well……"
A mage who knows how to use a sword?
Celia looked confused.
Aurelion barely held on for a while, and had to put down the sword, resting it on the ground, breathing heavily.
Her physical strength is still not good enough.
After only resting for a while, Aurelion continued:
"Teacher, I can continue."
Victor took the sword from her hand and said calmly:
"I know you're okay, but you can put down the practice now."
"Early this morning, I felt the noise outside. Tell me what happened outside."
Liya spread her hands helplessly.
"I thought our mage master already knew about it."
She straightened her posture and said rather seriously.
"Get ready, the eldest prince is back."
"The prince has returned with the spoils of war, and the nobles will all welcome him to congratulate him."
"You are no exception, my dear lord."
