Nowadays, all countries on the mainland will not be stingy with their investment in their own magic academy if they pursue it, let alone the endless stream of princes and nobles who come to Lones to study.

Even if the Kingdom of Lornes is dedicated to promoting this famous Qingxi Academy, it must be accepted by others...

If you cannot obtain benefits, the popularity of Magic Academy will definitely not be realized.

After listening to his analysis, Ge Li couldn't find any rebuttal words for a while, but she was unwilling to be convinced by him.

"Anyway, I won't agree."

He left this sentence with a tough heart, and turned around and left.

Wien rubbed his temple helplessly, feeling that there was still a long way to go to change people's concepts.

...

"Teacher, do you think compassion for the weak makes sense?"

Tasia suddenly asked.

Her exercise of magic control was tested in the school, and she was very happy to tell her teacher the results of the test.

But after she finished speaking, she raised new doubts with difficulty in discerning her emotions.

In the room, Wien sat diagonally opposite her desk, and there were a few small cut paper men on the table.

“No sense.”

He fiddled with a piece of paper man and controlled it to walk around the table.

After receiving this very cold answer, Tasia's expression moved slightly.

"Don't have mercy on them, respect them," he said.

"Pity cannot bring them anything beneficial, but can only immerse them in the environment of the weak."

Just like giving money directly is worse than using work for relief, and giving people fish is worse than giving people fish.

Tasia's tone suddenly became relaxed, as if she was a little happy.

"I thought you would think the same as the rest of the school..."

As she said that, she nodded, "Indeed, even if I become stronger in the future, I will respect everyone."

Wien shook his clever words: "You are provoking me as a teacher. Will you definitely be stronger than me in the future?"

Being misunderstood by the teacher, Tasia was both ashamed and anxious: "I, I don't think so--"

It was not until she looked at him with gentle eyes that she paused and woke up instantly.

"...Teacher, are you kidding me?"

As she looked at her with a look that seemed to have re-recognized herself, Wien found that she seemed to unconsciously violated her usual cold personality.

"Well, take the class seriously!" Vien immediately made an adjustment.

He began to forcefully divert the topic, trying to pull Tasia's attention back to the class itself.

But despite Vien's great efforts, the results were still not good. He could feel that Tasia looked at herself with doubtful eyes from time to time.

There is no other way, you can only use your trump card!

"Today's teaching ends here. Practice more as I said. Don't be too ambitious, just try it slowly from the most basic wrapping style."

——Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy, Wien directly slipped away~

"wait……"

Before Tasia could finish her speech, only a breeze was left beside the seat, which slightly blew up a few paper men on the table and slowly fell down.

A little disappointed, she put her hand that she wanted to keep back on the table, and she stood up and collected all the paper people left in front of Vanne's position.

It was obviously very simple lines, but the teacher actually cut it cuteer than himself...

Tasia pouted in a complicated mood.

"By the way! Tasia." A magnetic voice suddenly rang in his ears, scaring Tasia.

She hurriedly held the paper man in her hand tightly, stood up straight, and replied loudly: "Here!"

Wien looked at her reaction in surprise, feeling a little funny inexplicably.

"This doll is for you." He took out a brand new brown bear.

It has a beautiful top hat and bow tie and a white mask.

"Is this...given for me?" Tasia asked in disbelief.

"It seems that you like the dolls very much. I happen to have a lot of them, so I will give you one by the way."

Wien pretended not to be worth mentioning and said casually: "As for the one I picked up from someone else's house, it's quite a bit of research to me. I'll take it away first, do you have no objection?"

After hearing what he said, Tasia naturally would not have any objections and shook her head repeatedly: "Of course not!"

"That's good, I'll leave."

Again, like before, the place where he stood was empty a moment ago.

After waiting in place for a while, feeling that he had indeed left, Tasia finally relaxed and breathed out a long sigh.

The dark night was in Vien's eyes, as if it was the same during the day.

He bored with the doll in his hand and threw it into the garbage dump when he passed by a street intersection.

This thing is easy for others, especially Tasia, to think of herself, and he is no longer ready to use it. Its best destination is to deal with it cleanly.

The thick dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the dark night became more and more intense in the cold.

The masked man left step by step, and the ugly doll behind him gradually dissolved in the dark corner until it disappeared completely.

I don't know how long it took.

Two black shadows came from the other direction, with the same path here.

"Tasia Louis's bakery is not far from the front," said one of them.

"The house here is obviously much shabby." Another person sighed.

Although his voice is more mature, it is particularly frivolous.

"Of course. The people living here are all civilians. They are timid and afraid of things. Even if they hear any movement in the middle of the night, few people will go out and meddle in other people's business."

The person who spoke at the beginning said coldly, "Even if someone sees it, he will be killed."

"Dalsey, that's wrong." Norman smiled comfortably.

The characteristics of the magic of darkness made him enjoy it very much in the dark. "We are just people who are determined to resist the cruel rule of the nobles for the sake of the civilians of the lower class~"

"Ha." As if he thought the joke was pretty good, Dalsey sneered very cooperatively.

"The Magic of Light~The Magic of Light~ Since we can't join us, it's better to destroy her. Do you think it's right?"

Dalsey remained silent.

He was even willing to take the initiative to lead the way, which fully demonstrated his attitude.

If he had once had a last tiny expectation in his heart, he hoped that the light could save himself from the darkness... but now he has completely chosen to turn around and embrace the darkness.

Although painful.

But when you get used to it, you don't care.

Looking at him gritting his teeth and not speaking a word, Norman felt very interesting.

Go to anger—go to hate—

These things are the best nourishment for Dark Magic.
Chapter completed!