Amivy Roswitha’s pupils shrank violently, looking forward in sheer disbelief.
Within the torrent of platinum magic power, Ian’s figure seemed to become blurry, distorted, and elongated!
Countless platinum-colored specks of magic power gathered frantically, finally condensing into a massive, ferocious dragon head.
The dragon head had no backswing, directly beginning to condense a dragon breath.
In the next instant—
Accompanied by a white dragon breath with a diameter exceeding 5 meters, it was like the Heavenly River pouring upside down, surging toward Amivy!
Everywhere it passed, space distorted, and the ground of the arena instantly vaporized and evaporated, leaving behind a bottomless molten trench!
Amivy’s face was deathly pale, but she was the Hero after all. At the critical juncture of life and death, she also erupted with the full strength of the Hero.
A massive sacred light shield blocked before her body, and at the same time, layer upon layer of protective secret treasure brilliance emerged upon her body!
“Boom, rumble, rumble—!!!”
The platinum dragon breath and the sacred light shield collided fiercely! The piercing light instantly swallowed a small half of the arena, and the deafening sound of the explosion caused many people to temporarily lose their hearing!
The wild energy turbulence swept in all directions like a tsunami, the sturdy protective barrier letting out a teeth-grating sound of shattering as cracks appeared in multiple places!
The light lasted for several seconds before slowly dissipating to completion.
The crowd hurriedly looked over, only to see a massive deep pit with its edges in a molten state prominently in sight at the center of the arena.
At the edge of the deep pit, Amivy knelt on one knee, the projection of the holy sword inside her hand already dissipated, and the luxurious guard uniform upon her body was charred and broken in multiple places, exposing the heavily damaged protective inner armor flashing unsteadily within.
Her face was as pale as paper, a thread of fresh blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and her purple-gold eyes were filled with shock, unwillingness, and a sliver of blankness; clearly she had already suffered a non-light internal injury, losing the capability to fight again.
When everyone’s attention was attracted by the injured Amivy in the deep pit and that horrifying sight of destruction.
Ian took advantage of this opportunity to quietly endure the soreness of his entire body and slip away.
The arena fell into an ultimate dead silence.
In the VIP seats, the 5 legendary mentors and Margarita attended respectfully beside a heavily built middle-aged man wearing a crown upon his head.
“Hmm… Margarita. You have taken in a pretty good student indeed…”
“Your Majesty overpraises him…”
“Hehe, no need to be overly modest. There are not many people who can defeat Amivy while at the same same tier.”
“To be able to obtain Your Majesty’s recognition is his honor…”
“Hmm… since it is so, Margarita. How about I also hand Amivy over to you for instruction?”
“Ah, this…”
Hearing the proposal of the King, William Reinhardt, Margarita did not know how to reply for a time.
“Hehe, if Minister Margarita has no leisure time to guide Amivy, it would not hurt to hand her over to your brilliant disciple to guide on your behalf.”
Margarita’s heart gave a shudder and immediately she understood; turns out that kid Ian was precisely His Majesty the King’s objective.
Careless, she was too occupied with venting her own anger and forgot that letting Ian be too dazzling would cause him to be eyed by others.
Even though there was only one person in this country whom she could not afford to provoke…
But, who let it be just so happens to be such a coincidence to attract this busy man over.
However, even though William Reinhardt was the King and also the only quasi-Tier 7 Law God of the empire, Ian was her ‘Stargazer’s’ student after all.
She should help him strive for it a bit to see…
“Thank you for Your Majesty’s deep love. To be able to exert a bit of meager strength for His Highness the Prince’s path of learning is the honor of the Star Tower. It is just that… that child Kevin has an unyielding disposition and acts… loosely, I fear he is not the choice for a good teacher. And he himself still needs polishing, for such a heavy responsibility as instructing His Highness the Prince, I fear his ability falls short of his will, and will instead delay His Highness. I must ask Your Majesty to think twice…”
King William, after listening, only hooked the corner of his mouth into a sliver of a smile that was not a smile:
“No matter. Young people just need to have a few edges to be good. Amivy these years… has had things too smoothly, what she lacks is precisely this kind of tempering. Even if she loses in a spar, asking the winner for advice is also what is proper. As for whether he can handle the position…”
“This Emperor believes in you all, it is settled then.”
Since words had reached this point, there was no more room for turnaround.
No, bro.
You believe in us, but we ourselves do not even believe in ourselves.
By what virtues or capabilities can a wild kid and a mere ‘Stargazer’ go and instruct a Hero who comes with their own title.
Margarita sighed inwardly, knowing the Emperor was iron-hearted about stuffing the Hero over, there was no way out since she could not win in a fight and could not escape by running, so she could only acknowledge it.
“We respectfully obey Your Majesty’s decree…”
King William nodded with satisfaction, speaking no more as he stood up and left the VIP seats.
Margarita looked at William Reinhardt’s departing back and let out a sigh.
Child, it is not that your teacher wants to pit you, it is truly that there is just no way to refuse.
“Eh? Speaking of which, where did that kid Ian run off to?”
At the same time, upon a secluded and deserted white stone path of the Capital Royal Magic Academy.
Ian supported himself against a cold wall, slowly spitting out a mouthful of turbid breath that carried a bloody taste.
Forcibly urging the power of the [Heart of the Platinum Dragon God] to that extent within a short period of time, and even simulating the form of a “dragon breath,” was a massive load upon both his body and spirit.
At this moment, he only felt the muscles of his entire body were achingly sore to the point of splitting, and from the deep depths of his mind there traveled waves of needle-like throbbing pain, his vision blacking out in waves; if it weren’t for magic power supporting him, he reckoned he would have fallen over and gone to sleep directly.
To translate it, Ian’s HP bar and wisdom bar had both hit rock bottom, but his mana bar was still full, which was also the reason why he could still walk.
“…That old woman Margarita… really does not act like a human… hiss…”
“Oh~… this is even more sore and refreshing than the second day after a college student runs 3 kilometers…”
Left with no choice, Ian could only first take off the ‘False Star Mask,’ as the current him already had no surplus rationality to maintain the operation of the mask.
While sucking in cold air, he identified the direction, planning to first return to Margarita’s temporary resting spot in the imperial capital to rest, and incidentally wait for that old woman to come back, to ask about the follow-up arrangements, and… the most important vacation, whether it would be approved or not!
However, just after Ian took off the mask and took two steps—
A pair of slightly cool, soft little hands, without any omen, reached out from behind him, gently caressing his cheeks.
The familiar touch instantly caused the hair over Ian’s entire body to stand on end!
Without even thinking, his body instinctively leaped forward violently toward the side, while the magic power inside his body erupted with a crash, attempting to shock open that pair of hands!
Slap!
A soft sound, the owner of that pair of hands seemed not to expect Ian’s reaction to be so fierce, being shocked into loosening up a slight bit, but did not completely detach.
Ian took the opportunity to twist his body, instantly pulling open a distance of several meters, only then turning his head to look back with a heart still fluttering with fear.
After seeing clearly the person who came, Ian had only one thought, and that was…
It is completely over!
How did she also chase her way over?!
The moonlight filtered through the sparse branches and leaves, splashing down upon the path, and also illuminating the young girl who had quietly appeared behind his body.
Long hair as silver-white as moonlight was loosely draped, the ends of the hair brushing slightly in the night wind.
A moon-white simple dress outlined a slender and thin body shape.
What attracted attention the most was that pair of eyes, like rubies washed clean of dust, flashing with a resentful, joyful light under the moonlight, currently locking firmly onto his face without a single blink.
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