"So this happened..."

Elilia, who has become a young girl again, twisted a small biscuit and stuffed it into her mouth, revealing her expression like a little girl listening to a story. [This article comes from]

"Since the invasion of Timosian Dark Alliance half a year ago, bad things have been happening in the eastern plains."

After listening to Nero's story, Frey fell into deep thought: "I always feel that this seems to indicate something bad."

"The abyss demon invaded the main material plane, vampires rage, riots in the upper class of the Horngolat Empire, changes in the ancient forest sea, and orcs invaded the eastern plains... To be honest, it is hard for me to imagine anything worse than that..."

Elilia licked her fingers and spoke absently: "And don't you think there is a person in these things?"

Nero, who was sitting honestly listening to the communication between the two, said indeterminately and guessed: "Are you talking about the dean of Adrick?"

"Because I was a little curious about him before, I asked someone to investigate his past." Speaking of this, Elilia looked at Frey, who was looking at her with a 'nothing to do with me': "To my surprise, this storm was just a beginner magician half a year ago."

"You mean, are these things stirred up by him?"

Nero frowned.

"No, no, no, I can guarantee that guy's innocence about this." The Saint looked at Frey again, with a expressionless face: "I'm afraid our Saint Silver Sword Master thinks so too?"

"Ahem, Lord Elilia, please tell me the key points."

Frey coughed dryly and took Elelia's slightly cramped words in one mouthful: "I think Bishop Nero is also very busy, right?"

"Hey? I just came back, how could it be..." Nero said blankly in a daze.

"You are very busy, right?" The blonde girl Sword Girl showed a gentle smile on her face and said word by word.

"...Well, please tell the main point directly."

So a certain Bishop of Jishu immediately surrendered to the evil forces.

"Nero, you must be a guy who is afraid of your wife in the future." A guy with a young girl looked so contemptuous in an extremely mature tone of an aunt.

This completely shattered Nero's longing for the saint.

"No matter what, it is almost impossible to go from a preliminary magician to a high-level magician in half a year. Moreover, the man "Sivie Adrick" had been traveling in the eastern plains for a long time, and no one knew what happened to him." Elilia first threw out her conclusion.

"You mean, maybe Mr. Adrick is not the same person as Adrick in the record?"

Nero was not stupid, and soon figured out the specific meaning from the Saint's words. However, he still asked incomprehensiblely: "But... why should such a strong man impersonate a novice-known first-level magician?"

"Who knows~" The Saint casually spread her hands and continued to eat the cookies: "Maybe he has some special reason to need an identity to cover up or something."

"No matter what," finally, Frey summed up their conversation: "If what happened in the past six months is regarded as a major change, then the person at the center of the change is undoubtedly the current person "Sivy Adrick."

"That's right, so Frey, how about we sneak out of here and visit Adrick's Magic Academy again?" The Saint, who was chewing the biscuits, raised his hands high and suggested.

"Rejected, please stay in the Holy Land in peace!" But it was rejected in an instant.

——Horian Empire. The suburbs of Lovinia—

"Just kidding... why are there so many refugees outside the city?"

Donald, riding a barking foal, opened his mouth wide in surprise, looking at the heads outside the city that could be described as bustling.

"Probably because this is one of the few cities near the Angola Mountains where there has never been any war."

Sitting in the back seat and holding the boy's abdomen, Hillwen whispered: "Looking like this, I'm afraid the city has already accommodated it to its limit."

The number of refugees is so large that it is not known how long the city's supplies can last.

"If the dean hadn't slaughtered all the orc troops, they would have come over and I don't know what would happen to Lovinia. But at least these refugees are dead."

I don’t know if I was sighing about the good luck of the refugees or the scene like Shura scrolls at that time, the girl sighed deeply.

"I said, it is said that the total number of orc invasions this time is less than 500,000. In fact, as long as your dean takes a few more attacks, will this orc invasion be solved?"

As he let the barking foal under his seat slow down and slowly walked towards the city gate, Donald asked Hillwen in confusion: "In this way, there are no need to die so many people, right?"

"Things are not as simple as you think... To be honest, I don't know how the dean did it. Anyway, as far as I know, the entire Eastern Plain can achieve this level of magicians, which will not exceed one hand, and this is when there are not many casting professions in the enemy's troops...such as shamans."

Hillwen explained to the boy who had no idea about magic: "If you encounter the orcs' shaman army, it would be troublesome... If you have to describe how troublesome it is, you can almost understand the raindrops in the biggest rain you have encountered in your life with fireballs and the like."

While speaking, they had already arrived at the city gate.

Because Hillwen has no research on wind element magic, she can only let Donald scream.

"I am a soldier of the 7th Reconnaissance Team of the Third Battalion of the Blue Cobalt Stone Legion on the Second Front of the Huoli's United Army. This is a temporary military mage from Adrick Academy. Now I want to report information about the orcs to the city lord here. Please open the door a little!"

After a while, a basket was hanging from the city wall, and the man who looked like a guard shouted at them at the same time.

"Please put your proof of identity into the basket!"

Donald put his military badge into the basket, and after thinking about it, Hillwen put his student ID in.

The basket was hung up slowly.

After a while, they changed a bamboo basket and hung down from it.

"Every time we sit alone in the bamboo basket, we will pull you up!"

The boy looked at each other and saw the same worry in the other person's eyes.
Chapter completed!