It’s getting harder and harder to be a villain these days

"Also, why are you provoking Vickrey? We have been paying close attention to the Pod family."

"....Do the tribesmen want to kill him?" Grae asked.

Lovexi raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Still observing, but if he continues to act recklessly, it won't matter if he is killed."

"We don't need to kill him. He is different from others. He is a true noble."

"A real noble? Are you kidding? All the intelligence we have collected shows that he is not a good person." Lovesy sneered.

Grae shook his head.

He remembered what Vickrey had said before.

'The Redbloods are humans, not demons. '

There is no doubt that those are a pair of eyes that see the truth and are willing to believe the truth.

If only there were more people like Vickrey, no, if there were many more people...

"Even if he knew I was a Crimson Blood, he didn't kill me."

“…”

Lovexi's eyes widened for a moment. This was the most shocking news she had heard all day.

But she soon regained her composure and spoke.

"Don't you know that it was Weekley's ancestors who took the lead in massacring and suppressing our clan?"

"I don't know, but the ancestor is the ancestor, and he is him. If we talk about the fault of our ancestors, how good are we who are originally demons?"

"...Why do you always find these strange angles?" Luofsi rubbed her hair in distress.

Grae smiled and did not answer, but asked.

"It's a shame that you can climb to such a high position, but how long do you think you can hide it? Not everyone is a fool."

"Forever, the Red Bloods will be indistinguishable by appearance and blood."

"But there are some foods we can't eat."

"Isn't it okay if you don't eat?"

"But what if the wizards invented another method? You're worried about that too, so you spread it all over the place."

"You're trying to find fault, aren't you?"

Lovexi's eyes became sharp.

"The current emperor's physical condition is very poor and he may pass away at any time."

At present, the empire's policy towards the Crimson Blood Tribe is basically to turn a blind eye. Even if someone calls for search and suppression, the emperor will not respond.

But what will be the attitude of the next emperor?I'm afraid only God knows.

"During this period, you will be held in Hobbiton Prison until the situation calms down."

Lovexi picked up the pen and filled in something in the interrogation department.

Hobbiton Prison, also known as the Frozen Den, is the coldest place in the world.

"The clan's future policies will be decided after the death of the current emperor. I hope you can wait until that day alive."

Sudden.

"Clang clang!"

There was a knocking sound on the iron door of the interrogation room.

After the surveillance of the magic crystal was blocked, the security personnel immediately noticed the abnormality and immediately ran to the door.

Lovexi said in a 'heavy' tone.

"Later, bear with it, it may hurt a lot."

"As long as it's for the clan, I'm willing to do anything..."

Grae smiled.

However, before she could finish her words, Lovesy grabbed Grae's hair and slammed it against the table!

Boom!

Just then the door opened and the knights rushed in.

"Deputy Director!? Stop beating the Deputy Director, or he will be beaten to death!"

"I'll let you kill people, I'll make you arrogant! I'll twist your head off in no time!"

Boom!Boom!

Grae's head hit the table like a battering ram, and blood even splashed on Lovexi's face. Everyone rushed to stop him.

"Calm down! Deputy Director! Calm down!"

"Shut up, if you don't beat him to death today, I will take her last name! Where is the rope? Let me strangle him!"

"No, no, no! Everyone, don't be stunned! Hurry and grab the deputy director!"

Chapter 53 The Hand of the Fanatic Alchemist

Late at night, on the roof of the library.

Sophie leaned on the railing and looked at the night view of the college.

The towering mage tower shines with blue magic light, lighting up the training ground and restaurant below like stars.

The exam is approaching, the lights in the college are brightly lit, and everyone is working hard.

“…”

Sophie took out the communication tablet she had kept in her arms.

It has a black frame, a white screen, and a smartphone-like design. This is the communication window for the wizards in the academy. She spent a lot of money to buy it some time ago.

In this magic prop with communication function, there is also a bulletin board for all teachers and students. Wizards can conduct auctions and offline trading activities through the bulletin board.

[Chief Professor, the perfect notes collection of Vickrey’s lecture (now in the fourth week), how much would it cost if it were auctioned?Attached is a sample page. 】

Sophie just posted a post on the bulletin board. Since the previous sponsorship was less than [-]%, she wanted to know how much these notes were worth.

[500 Galleons. 】

[You can be funny upstairs, I’ll pay you 1000! 】

【2 thousand. 】

【3 thousand. 】

...

[8, more can be given according to the content of the notes. 】

"!!!"

The price suddenly skyrocketed, scaring Sophie into hastily deleting the post.

"They are really rich...but if I had the financial strength, I would probably buy it too."

While sighing, Sophie was a little confused.

How could the always aloof Vickrey openly share such profound knowledge and exquisite skills?

It is said that many professors will only teach superficial knowledge to students after they pay a high price for private tutoring and promise not to teach it to others.

And Vickrey's actions as a great saint naturally attracted a steady stream of praises.

Sophie had a hard time adapting.

"How did that happen."

Sophie leaned against the railing and sighed heavily.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.

In the past, would her father have been like her, leaning on this railing against the night wind and worrying about the unsolved magic and difficulties in life?

Sophie took out a letter from her arms and whispered.

"...Don't worry, Father."

This is a letter she found ten years ago when she was sorting out her father's belongings.

The magical voices and images in the letters have long since disappeared, but the notes remain.

'Daughter, the research I am doing now was originally a gift to you...'

But just reading the first line brought tears to Sophie's eyes.

"I will definitely complete father's research!"

Although the letter did not specify the specific location, it revealed that his father's unfinished research was somewhere in this mage tower.

Sophie knew where it was.

"I will definitely become a better wizard than Vickery, and then take revenge on him myself..."

"impossible."

However, someone suddenly interrupted.

Sophie was so frightened that she straightened up and looked back with a force that nearly broke her neck.

It's Olivia.

Sophie frowned and glared at her.

"If you came here to quarrel, please go back. I'm not in the mood right now."

Olivia teased teasingly.

"Ha, according to what you just said, Vickery is your enemy? So how do you feel about being specially taken care of by your enemy?"

"What are you talking about? Is this the character of a noble to easily believe in rumors that come from nowhere?"

Olivia puffed up her cheeks in anger when her sore point was mentioned.

"you you……"

Fortunately, her good wizarding qualities allowed her to quickly suppress her emotions.

"You should know that in the past ten years, since your father's death, Weekly has never been to the laboratory."

"Humph, of course. My father is a genius. Without my father's help, Vickery can't do anything."

Sophie didn't get angry, but smiled easily.

"Oh? Really?" Olivia smiled slightly.

"But a month ago, Weekly started going to the research room every day. He recently cleaned the research room, promoted a deputy, and even bought a new set of experimental equipment."

At that moment, Sophie's smile froze.

"What do you mean?"

Olivia was very satisfied with the other party's reaction, turned around and smiled.

Only a harsh sound echoed in Sophie's ears.

"Nothing, just reminding you that he has started new research."

Looking at Olivia's leaving back, Sophie wanted to reach out and grab her.

But he couldn't do it, so he could only stand there and think.

"....New research? No!"

Once upon a time, her father had said this to her.

In order to steal his research results, Vickery is monitoring his letters and everything about him.

So he couldn't send the research directly, and he didn't have a place to hide it.

"Will not!"

But don't worry, study the place that you will never find in Weekly. Even if the barrier magic will dissipate over time, the greed and arrogance of the other party will never find it as long as it still exists.