Ron was startled, "Why? Doesn't the academy care?"
"Care?" Aurora stared at Ron like a stranger, "Don't you know that fighting is a tradition of Balovakis Academy?"
Ron was silent.
"In short..." Aurora stood up, "Try to be careful during this time, except for class, try to go back to the dormitory after class, and don't go out even a step..."
"Ah, you mean let us bear it? That's the fat man's grudge?" Manny cried out dissatisfied, "Then how long are we going to endure this?"
"Then what can be done? Do you think you can defeat them?" Aurora said after glancing at her.
Manny was silent.
"At least until Merklin comes back..." Aurora said.
"That's right!" Lantry nodded and said, "Merkeling is back, and there will naturally be a fight between him and Haefels, so we can be quiet..."
…
In the early morning of the next day, Ron came to the classroom of the Undead Department in the morning light. At this time, he found that Vivienne was already waiting here.
"Good morning! Instructor Vivian!" Ron bowed deeply, and he always had respect for this instructor who had always believed in the existence of undead magic.
"Good morning! Ron..." Vivienne had a kind smile on her face, and she looked at the student in front of her with more satisfaction.
Ron not only has a super talent in undead magic, he treats people politely, respects her very much, and is extremely hardworking. He hangs around in the library every day after class. Although there is only one student, it also makes Vivian feel a little bit more feel comforted.
Sometimes Vivienne couldn't help but think that with Ron's hard work and his impressive mental strength, it would not be difficult to become a magician, even if it was an apprentice-level magician. Much stronger than a necromancer who has learned necromancer magic for decades, at least he will not be looked down upon.
But every time these words came to her lips, Vivian swallowed them back. To be honest, she really didn't want to lose this student, the only student.
Vivienne stared at Ron for a long time while thinking about it. Ron couldn't help but feel a little strange. He thought that his face hadn't been washed in the morning, so he stretched out his hand to wipe his face. It was nothing. He asked quickly, "Mr. Vivienne, What’s wrong with you?"
"Uh... oh... oh..." Vivienne quickly came back to her senses, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now, and my mind was distracted, Ron, let's start now!"
"Okay!" Ron said and sat in the front row of the classroom. Anyway, he was the only one in the whole classroom, so he could sit anywhere.
Vivian opened the book in front of her, "Okay, let's learn a new undead magic—skeleton combination..."
"Skeleton combination?" Ron's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word, and what came to mind was a scene he had seen before, a young necromancer combined messy bones into a bone dragon, although It's lifelike, but it doesn't have much fighting power. Unexpectedly, it is learning this now.
Sure enough, the undead magic that Vivienne described was exactly the kind used by the young man. Although he knew it was useless, Ron still listened carefully.
Vivienne's explanation was very detailed. She first explained the principle, and she quickly understood it based on Ron's foundation, so she immediately started experimenting. After a while, a bone dragon was shaped in his hands.
The bone dragon was very big, about three or four meters long, and looked rather mighty, but it was dumb, without the control of Ron's mental power, it didn't move at all, like a pile of fossils.
"Well done! Ron!" Vivienne said excitedly, "I just said it once, and you can do it. To be honest, your talent has far exceeded my imagination. If you continue like this, mentor There is nothing left to teach...”
"That's all because the instructor taught well!" Ron said with a modest smile.
"Good boy!" Vivienne smiled and touched Ron's head, "That's all for today's class, I guess you're going to the library too, I've seen you in the library every day these days Bubbling, he is a hardworking and good student, but I have to remind you, if you have nothing to do, go back to the dormitory early, the college is not peaceful these days... "
Vivienne refers to the matter of High Fels. Although she is the tutor of the academy, she is inconvenient to interfere with some things. It's not that she doesn't want to take care of it, but things like student fights are mostly caused by Dabs. Insisted by the Vice President.
"I see, Teacher Vivienne!" Thinking of Hafirs, Ron felt an unknown fire in his stomach. Although the fat man had woken up and he was fine, Ron still wouldn't Forgive them, but his strength has not yet reached the point where he can compete with Haefels.
Tiger King Haifels, the peak strength of a high-level knight, if you want to say what level his strength is equivalent to, Ron can only think of one character in his mind, Guderian, the holy son of the Holy See. In general, even if Ron uses soul burning, he may not be able to defeat him.
Ron bid farewell to Vivienne and left the classroom of the Undead Department.
It took about half an hour from the Undead classroom to the library. Since Ron was smart, Vivienne was afraid that he would learn too fast and fall into an embarrassing situation where there was nothing to teach, so she deliberately slowed down the teaching speed and dismissed get out of class early. Ron Also have fun.
Walking on the tree-lined path in the college, it was very comfortable with the cool breeze. After walking for about fifteen minutes, Ron suddenly felt something was wrong.
What's wrong
quiet!
It's so quiet here!
This is the only way to go to the college library. Usually, many students come and go passing by, but now, there is no one, just like a holiday. The whole road is empty, and there is not even the sound of birds. Nor did it appear.
Ron became vigilant in his heart, knowing that this was definitely not a normal phenomenon. Classes in various departments of the college were staggered. Even during class hours, there was still an endless stream of students passing by here.
At this time, Ron found a figure standing abruptly in the middle of the road. This figure stood in the middle of the wide road, and it was impossible for people to see it.
"It's you?" Ron's eyes widened suddenly, because he recognized the man, who was also familiar to Ron, and he was Heifelt.
Heifelt smiled, "That's right, it's me, Ron, you didn't expect me to come to you, did you?"
Ron's face darkened, "You seriously injured Kidd?"
"That's right!" Heifelt admitted generously, "That kid doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, so I taught him a lesson. It's his fate if he doesn't die..."
"What do you want?" Ron frowned, thinking that the guy's purpose in coming to find him would not be that simple.
"How?" Upon hearing this, Heifelt's face became grim. "You defeated me with despicable means and made me lose face in front of my classmates. What do you think I should do?"
"You asked for that..." Ron said calmly, "There are always winners and losers in a duel, but some people can't accept the reality!"
Heifelt smiled sullenly, "Well said, since this is the case, you can take care of yourself..."
As Heifelt said, he stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers lightly.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of messy footsteps, as if many people were running quickly, the shoes stepped on the ground, and there was a "tapping" sound.
Ron finally changed his expression, because he saw a large group of people rushing out in the corridor, beside the passage, behind the garden, and in the pool. At first glance, there were dozens of people.
"Fuck him!" Heifelt smiled and pointed to Ron.
"Oops, there's a fucking ambush here..." Ron saw that he knew it was going to be bad. Seeing that Heifelt was alone, a large group of people rushed out unexpectedly, which shocked him a lot.
A hero doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages. Ron faces dozens of people, ranging from freshmen to seniors, including some elites. He has no choice but to run away.
"He ran away!"
"Hurry up!"
"Damn Necromancer!"
Those students cursed fiercely, and quickly chased in the direction where Ron was escaping. Dozens of them formed a torrent and rushed forward frantically. Many students also saw this scene. scream.
Heifert held his head in both hands, with a disdainful smile on his face. To deal with a necromancer, there was no need to make such a big fuss. However, Heifert's hatred for Ron was too deep. So many people called out to show him their strength.
"Against me, I don't even know how the word dead is written. Run, run, I want to see where you can go, no matter where you go, you can't fly out of my palm," Haifei said. With his hands behind his back, there was a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, "This time I'm going to beat you until you don't even recognize your mother, and then let the word out, any priest who dares to treat him is going to make things difficult for me. Let's see who dares to treat you in the whole academy..."
Heifelt made arrangements for Ron's fate, but Ron didn't know about all of this. He panicked and ran away on the tree-shaded corridor all the way. The students behind followed him like a swarm, yelling. chasing after.
"Hurry up, don't let him run away..." said a man who looked like a senior.
"Damn, that guy has such good physical strength? How can a Necromancer run so fast?" Another complained.
Ron ran desperately, looking like he was running away. At this moment, with a whirring sound, a red light appeared in the open space in front of Ron's eyes.
"No, run away!" Ron's reaction nerves were extremely quick, and he rolled on the spot, dodging the incoming attack.
Flying towards Ron was a small fireball. The small fireball passed Ron and hit a stone pillar on the side.
With a sound of "Boom," sparks exploded, and the stone pillars became scorched black.
"Pa...pa...pa..." An extremely handsome senior came out from a dark corner, clapping his hands together, applauding.
"What a quick reaction, I thought you couldn't dodge..." The one who attacked Ron was Hafirs' number one subordinate, senior magician Fresino.
"It's you?" Ron had seen Fresino, but didn't know his name. It was he who brought Ron from the classroom to the arena.
Fresino smiled lightly and saluted, "Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Fresino, and Highfield asked me to deal with you..."
"Fresino..."
"Senior Fresino..."
Seeing Fresino, those students stopped and surrounded Ron. With cruel smiles on their faces, they approached Ron step by step.
"No, it's surrounded!" Ron screamed in his heart that it was not good.
At this time, an abrupt voice came, "Let me come—"