Real Name God

--came back.

　　 Richard raised his head and looked up at the iron throne that exuded a cold luster and grew among the thorns.

　　 This scene seems to come from an oil painting that has been handed down for thousands of years. It depicts an unchanging scene.

　　……

　　 If you are a normal magic tower wizard, you must enter from the lowest level after returning. After accepting the inspection of the life management committee and completing the relevant procedures, you can get permission to use the ladder to return to your corresponding floor.

Of course, Richard, as the "wizard leader", is naturally privileged—just like the day when the fireside meeting was held, Evelyn Eriksla had fallen from the sky on the monster eagle he had personally transformed— —He took two young women down from the top floor and came directly to the imitation "pyramid" building, that is, the residence of the Rasputin school.

　　 Along the way, no one even noticed their arrival, except for a few legends who were able to monitor the entire tower.

　　Compared to other floors, the top floor where high-level students and elite students gather from various universities is already sparsely populated; when Richard came back this time, there was no ghost in the street.

　　 Everyone has either gone back to their residences, or is nestled in the laboratory or library.

　　 Richard knows the reason behind this.

　　 The tension that has been maintained in the magic tower over the years has intensified, and finally reached its peak in recent days, as if the tension of the bowstring was pulled to the limit.

　　 At this time, it is the time when the storm is about to come and may evolve into a large-scale conflict at any time.

In this case, if you don’t want to be the first bird or the fuse, you can only stay in a fixed residence and do not go out; and those who have the ability and desire to provoke disputes should now be staying in their own venues and are busy In the plot.

　　 He brought the students and knights to his house. The bronze gate was ordered by the owner, and silently opened to both sides, like a huge ghost floating.

　　 After entering the hall, there are bronze reliefs everywhere, with sharp edges and corners.

　　 Before, Richard had complained about the cold and hard bed in his room; but after leaving for a while, he found that he still missed it quite a bit.

　　 "Is this the place where the lord lives?"

　　 Qiong'an has been looking around since he stepped into the pyramid.

She admired the appearance of the pyramid of the entire school station, and quickly recognized that it was modeled after the ancient dynasty of a pagan country; and when the three walked through the mirrored corridor in the middle of the top floor, she It even sent out feelings like "You deserve to be, you have real taste."

　　 And when the female knight came to the hall, she naturally changed her outfit, and threw her coat and cloak aside, revealing her beautiful face with bright teeth and bright red hair——

　　 At that moment, even the cold and solemn dark hall seemed to brighten up.

　　 In contrast, Willett has always acted calmly, focusing more on the people she met when she was passing by, and their demeanor and behavior are slightly different from those in the past.

　　 This is not only because everything in front of me is a common scene for a witch, but also because of her serious character.

　　 "Teacher, the situation on the tower is not optimistic now."

　　 The blond girl approached from behind and stood side by side with her teacher. She was probably afraid to disturb the teacher who was gazing at the Iron Throne, so in such a private occasion, she specifically lowered her voice.

　　 "According to the report I received, the situation intensified faster than expected. It is very likely that the civil war will officially begin in the last few days."

"I think it should be because Longman Hall was secretly instigating. He has always wanted to speed up the confrontation between the two sides. Although it is not clear where Xiao Shi has gone, Mr. Hall seems to be impatient. Within three days, he has contacted you several times."

"Ok."

　　 Richard nodded slightly.

　　 "Marion Green's power and influence are deeply ingrained in the magic tower. The longer the time is, the more advantageous the side with a solid foundation, so that guy must hope to be able to determine the winner as soon as possible..."

　　 "It seems that we need to prepare as soon as possible."

　　 Qiong An, who was spinning around in the hall, quickly faced the seemingly broad but in fact the decoration was the same. The boring and cold hall lost interest and took the initiative to move his face.

　　 "But, the most important thing right now is to arrange my accommodation?"

　　Villette, who was interrupted by the other party's precious communication time with the teacher, raised those slender brows imperceptibly, and her tone became quite cold.

　　 "Is this an important thing? Don't worry, Miss Borgia. The inner space of the Great Temple is very spacious. I will arrange it for you in time, don’t bother the teacher—"

　　 "Hey, you are wrong about that, Miss Edward."

"......what?"

　　 "I ask you, right now, what is the most important goal of your Lord?"

　　 Qiongan put his arms around his chest in a leisurely manner.

　　 "To win the civil war."

　　Before answering, Willett glanced secretly at Richard's profile.

　　-and take this opportunity to ascend to the pinnacle of magic tower power.

　　 Although Richard did not take the initiative to tell the matter, he never concealed his goal. Others can guess if they stay in oneself for a long time.

　　 "Not bad. But what are the key factors that determine the outcome of this war?"

　　 "The battle between'Legend' and'Legend'."

　　 "Who is the protagonist of this fight?"

　　 "Of course it is the teacher himself. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 The witch answered without hesitation.

　　The struggle between schools and organizations, groups and conferences can only affect the "potential"; and the number of battles between true legendary wizards is meaningless.

　　 "Yes. As long as any wizard leader wins the duel, everything after that is a matter of course. I think everyone knows this."

"Although it is really very, very difficult to weaken a legend's ability through sneak attacks or other despicable means, someone will definitely try to do it. No matter how many sacrifices, as long as the balance of victory can be pulled in one direction. The next little bit can be called'victory'."

　　 She pointed at herself.

"Miss Edward, your teacher invited me to come here because of this consideration. Even if you don’t have to consider other people, you have to consider whether the Steppenwolves of the same level as the lord will exert any pressure. The stuff at the bottom of the box."

　　When it comes to this point, Willett naturally does not understand what Joan means.

　　 "Teacher, is that right?"

　　 Richard did not answer.

"......I understand."

　　 There was no disappointment or dissatisfaction on Willett's face, just as serious as ever. The witch bowed slightly to the female knight.

　　 "I will handle the information blockade regarding you. During this time, the teacher's safety is up to you, Miss Borgia."