People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

Putting aside the fact that this means that Se Lian has completely trusted him, in this interface full of conspiracy, lies and killing, there is simply no teacher who can be better than Se Lian, whether in the game or in reality. It can be said that they take good care of him.

It's just...their pairing is honestly a bit funny.

He, Reinhardt, the pyroxene mage who pursues epileptic fire and other flames, can be said to be the rebel of the Golden Tree.

The teacher Se Lian, the witch who pursues the origin of pyroxene, can be said to be the biggest enemy of the Kaliya royal family or Star and Moon.

The two of them together should be the most sinful combination in the entire border area.

In comparison, even Lani's rebellion against the Golden Law and Rakad's sin of trying to desecrate the Golden Tree seemed to be nothing.

Once discovered, basically there is no place for them in the entire border area.

A strange smile appeared on Reinhard's lips, and he slowly raised his head and stared at the starry sky above his head where the stars could no longer flow.

"This is really a vicious group of accomplices..."

And they committed the most serious felonies.

But he didn't regret it, just because it was his beloved teacher Se Lian, and that was enough.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clenched a golden dagger in his arms.

It was a short sword with a unique curved blade. The handle was made in the shape of a golden tree, but the guard and the tail were inlaid with two of the rarest pyroxenes.

This is a ceremonial dagger forged by Rhea Lucalia Academy in the past to celebrate the peaceful coexistence with Rodel.

Not only can it be used as an assassination weapon, but it can also be used as a medium to use pyroxene magic.

In addition to Lenara as the ruler, the original owner was also Master Azler of the Origin Sect.

Later, when Teacher Se Lian obtained the witch's hood, it was passed on to her, and now Se Lian is in his hands again.

Although it is said to be a protective dagger, the exact meaning is self-evident.

While holding the dagger tightly, Reinhard's mind once again recalled what Teacher Serian said when he presented the dagger to him.

"If you fail on the path of searching for the flame, then come back, come back to me."

"...Don't worry, even if the apprentice is an idiot, he will still prepare a place for him to stay."

Reinhardt could never forget the gentle smile on Serian's face when he said these words.

Even though he is not a fader, and he is not that strong and smart yet, Se Lian's attitude towards him has always been the same.

"Sure enough... no matter when or where, Teacher Serian will always be the respected and loved teacher."

...

At the same time, inside the college.

After yesterday's assassination incident, the atmosphere in the college has become tense. Everyone looks nervous, fearing that a dagger will suddenly appear from some dark corner and stab them to death.

People from Haimo Classroom are also carrying out counter-revolutionary work in the college, and have mobilized a group of cuckoo knights to strengthen the guard work.

Se Lian, on the other hand, was walking briskly towards the classroom to prepare for teaching. It seemed that she was in a very happy mood.

This is also certain.

It was not easy to find a disciple with excellent talent and similar goals, and he simply agreed to restore the Origin Sect together. It would be a lie to say that he was unhappy.

However, Reinhardt's problem is still a bit serious.

Exploring things like flames, especially those involving epileptic fire, is taboo not only for the Golden Tree, but also for Kallia and even other forces.

Epilepsy is the most ominous symbol of the junction.

Almost anyone who encounters epilepsy will basically either run away or find a way to eliminate it. There are almost no normal people like Reinhardt who want to explore epilepsy.

But even so, she would not stop Reinhard or sever the master-disciple relationship.

In addition to being equally crazy herself, it is also because since she has chosen to be Reinhardt's master, she will strongly support her apprentice no matter what he does. Even if he plans to commit such a heinous crime as burning the golden tree, she will support him without hesitation.

Of course, in this case, she must be supporting him from behind, taking the initiative to go to King Rodel City to die, etc. She has no such interest yet.

And Reinhardt will not be so crazy for the time being.

But it will be hard to say in the future, after all, there is such a thing as epilepsy...

"Witch Se Lian, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

At this moment, a sudden voice from the front interrupted her thoughts, and at the same time, she stopped and frowned subconsciously.

She saw a guy wearing a magic professor's robe standing in front of the door of the classroom she was about to enter. Seeing this, the magicians who passed by quickly got out of the way.

"Servis, why did you come to me again?"

Se Lian tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, but the pretty face under the hood already showed disgust as if she had encountered a bedbug.

"Ah ha, don't worry. I just want to talk to you this time." Servais spread his hands and said jokingly, "But are you going to talk about the things between you and me here?"

He pointed at the apprentices and magicians passing by.

"..."

However, Se Lian had no intention of responding. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Servis in front of him. The palm hidden under his sleeve tightly held the pyroxene staff and cursed secretly in his heart:

"Damn bastard..."

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30. Servais’ desire

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Se Lian followed Servis to a remote corner of the college that no one cares about, and the disgust in her tone had no intention of concealing it.

"Oh, don't be nervous, Se Lian. I came here just to have a chat with you."

"But I don't want to talk to you. I've already given you what you want. Please abide by our agreement."

Even if Servis showed a particularly rare kind attitude, Se Lian had no intention of buying it.

But Se Lian's reaction was within Servais's expectation.

"Don't be so heartless, Lecturer Se Lian. I will naturally abide by the agreement between us, and I will definitely keep the secret of being a remnant of the Yuan Sect for you."

Servais deliberately bit the words "remnants of the Yuan School" to death, as if to remind Se Lian to pay attention to his identity.

This also made Se Lian frown in displeasure, "What on earth do you want to see me for?!"

"Wow, don't be so angry." Servais waved his hand and tried to comfort him, "Actually, to be honest, apart from being a remnant of the Yuan Sect, I think we still get along very well."

"Look, didn't our previous cooperation go very well?"

"Honestly, I think highly of you."

"...But, I don't want to be valued by you." Se Lian took two steps back in disgust and said coldly.

She didn't know what was going on with Servais today, but it felt like she had the properties of a slug added to a bed bug, smelly and sticky.

However, it was precisely because of such abnormal behavior that Se Lian felt that he had to be more careful.

Others didn't know it, but she knew the guy in front of her very well.

Both the way he behaves and the way he speaks highlights a sinister character, making him an anomaly among all magic professors.

"Really? Is it really like those annoying rumors in the academy that as a witch, you are really attracted to the brat who joined Razli's classroom?" Servais' tone was a little weird.

"...Make no mistake, Servais. Reinhard is my disciple, nothing more."

In the academy, it is extremely normal for things to happen between masters and apprentices, or between magicians and magic apprentices.

However, there was no such messy relationship between her and Reinhardt, at least not yet.

"Aha, that would be great if that's the case. I don't want a brat who is still young to ruin our partnership."

"...What are you going to do? If you just want to waste time here, then I won't accompany you."

"Don't be anxious, Lecturer Se Lian. I do have something I need your help with."

Just as Se Lian was about to leave, he was blocked by Servis.

However, just when she was about to speak, Servais took out a bottle of potion from his wide sleeve and handed it over.

"what is this?"

"This is a magic potion I invented, specially made for you, so that you can better explore the mystery of the origin of pyroxene."

Hearing this, Se Lian curiously took the bottle and observed it carefully.

It was a bottle the size of an ampoule, but the liquid inside was pitch black with a little bit of blue turbidity.

Just like the mottled stars emerging in the dark night sky.

Those blue traces, if I am not mistaken, are the starlight fragments she gave to Servais.

From this point of view, this bottle of potion may really allow her to better explore the mystery of the origin of pyroxene close to the starry sky.

But, is this guy Servais really so kind?

Obviously that's not possible.

But for some reason, this bottle of potion gave her a very bad feeling.

So he handed the bottle back and refused:

"...Sorry, my research does not require the help of such foreign objects."

"Oh? You really don't think about it anymore?"

Selves was stunned for a moment by Ser Lian's outright refusal.

At first, he thought that his potion was exposed. After all, Se Lian was a member of the Origin Sect, and it was normal for him to be exposed to some secrets of the Eternal City.

But looking at Se Lian's attitude, that doesn't seem to be the case.

"...No need, if that's all you have to say, then I'll leave first."

After saying that, she left here without looking back, leaving Servis alone standing there blankly holding the bottle of potion.

Far away in a corner of the Kaliya Walled City.

Looking at the slim figure that was gradually retreating through the manipulated puppet, the palms hidden under the wide cuffs slowly clenched into fists, and the eyes under the hood revealed burning desire like flames.

He never expected that he would be rejected so simply.