The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 638: Title? What about kids who don’t know…

"So that's it." At the top of the Hohenheim Wizards Association, the strongest man in modern times, the old Shaman nodded slowly to the uninvited guest in front of him: "We will interrogate him well."

Siwei, who came here directly across the space, didn't say much, just let the sturdy human-shaped etheric creature around him throw the hapless mage to the ground, and still put his face on the ground...

Later Shaman picked up the rattle on the table and shook it slightly.

I saw two heavily armed soldiers walked out of the oil painting on the wall, and grabbed the hapless mage into the prison car in the painting. Then the prison car made a creak and creaked and drove slowly. gone.

Sivy observed curiously for a while before returning her attention to the old man.

And the old man had already stopped his work, so he looked at Xiwei in his spare time.

"Do you know that I have anything else I want to say?" Xiwei asked curiously, looking at the old man listening intently.

"Sevi Adric the old man knows is not the kind of person who would break into the old man's room without announcing it just for an insignificant fallen mage."

Old Sharman said with a smile.

"Maybe I just stopped by for a cup of coffee." Xiwei found a place in the not-so-large room on his own, and did it.

"That's really rude."

Old Sharman waved his old but still long fingers.

Two white gloves floated from nowhere, and began to make a cup of coffee for Sive. By the way, draw a very realistic portrait on the coffee with drawing...

Looking at that tough-looking guy, like a guy who ran out of the savior set at the end of the century, Xiwei could only smile.

"Well, I do have other things." After sorting out his emotions, he shrugged, regardless of his evaluation of the other party, and asked straightforwardly: "I want to know, you guys. How many ancient books and documents before the Great Migration have been kept by the Mage Association?"

Let’s talk about the forces with the longest history in the Eastern Plains. In addition to the indigenous people who have not yet formed a civilization, there are probably only the Mage Association and the Pure White Holy See. Even the King's Council and these two giants are still far behind in terms of historical heritage.

Sooner or later, I will go to Middle-earth to find the piece of truth and astronomy in the mouth of the ancient worm, but maybe this kind of thing is preserved inside the Mage Association. Wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?

"There are indeed quite a few, but most of them have been sorted out from the big library, because of their age and fragile materials, they have fallen into the dilemma of being touched and destroyed...before we think of a way to deal with it. I guess you can’t see it anymore."

The old man replied succinctly without covering up.

"Is there a document called Truth Astronomy?" Xiwei immediately asked: "If there is, I can take care of it and restore it for you."

""Truth Astronomy"?...Oh. You mean the first epic." He asked casually without much hope. Unexpectedly, the other party actually recognized it, but he shook his head and shattered Xiwei's expectations: "How can we have the kind of legendary things that are older than the Book of Enoch."

"Well, it seems there should be no more pure white churches...I still don't waste time."

Xiwei sighed in frustration.

After all, if the Teachers’ Association had some energy before the Great Migration, then the Pure White Church before the Great Migration was similar to the current Necessary Evil Church. It's just a little-known force. If it weren't for the prophecy of the saint, I am afraid that people's attention would really not fall on it.

"Then, the last thing to come this time."

Syvey cheered up and continued to say to the other party: "How is the search and rescue work at Shakespeare Minnick College?"

"Unfortunately. Still no progress."

Old Sharman shook his head: "We transported nearly 50,000 meters of rope, but so far we have not been able to find the bottom of the sinkhole."

It's almost like a bottomless pit...

Sevi murmured inwardly.

"But fortunately. So far, no other abnormalities have occurred there—except for a certain academy and a goblin."

Old Sharman said pointedly.

However, Sevi's cheeky passed the Will check easily, and these words did not affect him at all.

"I've encountered black shofar cultists near the sinkhole before. No one knows what the lunatics want to do, but it is definitely not a good thing."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Old Sharman asked with a smile.

"Starting from what the followers of the Black Shofar are doing now, investigate what they are doing recently."

Sylvie did not hesitate to say the answer expected by the other party.

——Timothyen Dark Alliance. Westland Cliff——

"You are finally here...Azacher." The gloomy voice echoed in the dark room, and there was an inexplicable pride in it.

At this time, the flask is no longer placed on the table as it used to be.

A dozen yokes made of special magic alloys tightly lock it to prevent the monster that is so big that it seems to overflow the flask at any time to escape.

Before the vampire eldest princess returned, only her deputy, Asacher, could break these shackles.

"So many days have passed...you should have already thought about it...Azazel."

Countless mouths grew out of the black mud again, closing and closing, making a disturbing sound.

"You have the aptitude to become stronger...There is room to become stronger... Let go of all constraints... Embrace your own ambitions!"

"Shut up!"

Azacher first yelled habitually.

Then he smacked his lips unhappily, his brows furrowed deeply, as if a fierce struggle was still going on in his heart.

However, after these few times, his persistence has been consumed by most.

"If you want to become stronger, what should you do?" He looked at the black mud that was getting more and more disgusting, and his face showed a color of disgust: "First explain~IndoMTL.com~If you want to eat your It’s absolutely impossible for me to do that for my body to become stronger!"

"Don't be nervous... Drink part of my body... Use this to gain part of my strength... That's what I did when I was weak..."

"Time goes by...I will slowly recover after the devil... Now there is no need for that kind of oblique approach..."

"As long as you complete a small ritual...you will gain the power of the King of Styx...the power that can be equal to the one you admire..."

"Now... please swear..."

Outside the castle, a flash of lightning slashed across the sky, turning the darkness-shrouded world into whiteness, as if it foreshadows something is about to happen.

ps:

The change still failed otz, so let me delay it for another day...

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