The Dean Has Arrived

"So that's how it is," the topmost member of the Hohenheim Mages Association, the most powerful old man Shaman nodded slowly to the uninvited guest in front of him: "We will interrogate him properly."

Xi Wei, who came here directly across space, didn't say much, but let the burly humanoid ether creature beside him throw the unlucky mage to the ground, and still put his face on the ground...

Then the old man Shaman picked up the rattle on the table and shook it lightly.

Two heavily armed soldiers walked out of the oil painting on the wall, grabbed the hapless mage into the prison cart in the painting, and then the prison cart creaked and drove away slowly.

After observing curiously for a while, Xi Wei turned his attention back to the old man.

And the old man had already stopped what he was doing, looking at Xi Wei leisurely.

"Do you know that I have something else to say?" Xi Wei asked curiously seeing the old man's ready-to-listen attitude.

"The Xi Wei Edric that this old man knows is not the kind of person who would casually break into this old man's room without notification just for the sake of an insignificant fallen mage."

Old Sharman said with a smile.

"Maybe I just stopped by for a cup of coffee." Xi Wei found a seat in the not-so-large room on his own, and went on doing it.

"That's really rude."

The old Sharman waved his old but still slender fingers.

Two white gloves floated from nowhere, and began to make a cup of coffee for Xi Wei. By the way, I drew a very realistic portrait on the coffee with wire drawing...

Looking at that tough guy, as if he ran out from the set of the savior at the end of the century, Xi Wei could only wait with a wry smile.

"Well, I do have other things." After sorting out his emotions, he shrugged, regardless of his evaluation from the other party, and asked straight to the point: "I want to know, your Qiyao Mage Association saves How many ancient books and documents before the Great Migration?"

As for the forces with the longest history in the Eastern Plains, apart from those natives who have not yet formed civilization, there are probably only the Mage Association and the Pure White Holy See. Even the King's Council is compared with these two giants. In terms of historical background, there is still a big difference.

Although sooner or later he will go to Middle Earth to find the piece of truth astronomy that the ancient worm said, but maybe this kind of thing is preserved inside the Mage Association, so it will save a lot of trouble.

"There are indeed quite a few, but most of them were sorted out from the large library. Because of the age and the fragility of the materials, they fell into a predicament that would break at the touch of a button... Before we thought of a way to deal with it. I guess you are Can't see it anymore."

The old man didn't hide anything, and replied concisely.

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

""Astronomy of Truth"?...Oh. You mean the first epic." I asked casually without much hope, but I didn't expect the other party to really recognize it, but he shook his head and shattered Xi Wei's eyes. Expectation: "How could there be something in the legend that is older than the Book of Enoch?"

"Well, it seems that the Pure White Church should not exist anymore... I'd better stop wasting time."

Xi Wei sighed in disappointment.

After all, if it is said that the Masters Association had some energy before the Great Migration, then the Pure White Church was similar to the current Church of Necessary Evil before the Great Migration, and it was just a little-known small force. I'm afraid people's attention really doesn't fall on it.

"Then, the last thing for this visit."

Xi Wei cheered up and continued to talk to the other party: "How is the search and rescue work at Shakespeare Minick College?"

"Unfortunately, there is still no progress."

Old Shaman shook his head: "We transported nearly 50,000 meters of rope, but so far we haven't been able to discover the bottom of that sinkhole."

It's like a bottomless pit...

Xi Wei secretly complained in his heart.

"But fortunately, so far, there haven't been any other abnormalities there—except for a fight between a certain academy and the goblins."

The old man Shaman said pointedly.

However, Xi Wei's thick skin easily passed the will check, and these words did not affect him in the slightest.

"I met the Black Shofen Cultists near the Tiankeng before. No one knows what those lunatics want to do, but what is certain is that it is definitely not a good thing."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

The old man Shaman asked with a smile.

"Start with what the Black Shofen believers are doing now, and find out what they are doing recently."

Xi Wei gave the answer the other party expected without hesitation.

—— Timothy En Dark Alliance. Westland Cliff——

"You're finally here... Asachel." The gloomy voice echoed in the dark room, filled with an indescribable pride.

At this time, the flasks are no longer randomly placed on the table as before.

More than a dozen shackles made of special magic alloy locked it tightly, preventing the monster that was so big that it seemed to overflow the flask at any time from escaping.

Before the vampire princess returned, only her deputy, Asachel, could break the shackles.

"So many days have passed... You should have already thought about it... Asachel."

Countless mouths grew out of the black mud again, opening and closing continuously, making disturbing noises.

"You have the qualifications to become stronger...there is room for becoming stronger...let go of all the shackles...embrace your own ambition!"

"Shut up!"

Asachel first roared habitually.

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

However, after these few times, his persistence has worn down most of it.

"If you want to become stronger, how do you do it?" He looked at the black mud that was getting more and more disgusting, with a look of disgust on his face: "First of all, if you want to achieve the purpose of becoming stronger by eating your body , it is absolutely impossible for me to do that!"

"Don't be nervous...drink part of my body...to gain part of my strength...that's what I do when I'm weak..."

"As time goes by...I, who is second only to the Demon King, will slowly recover...Now I don't need to beat around the bush..."

"As long as you complete a small ceremony...you will gain the power of the King of the Styx...the power that can be shared equally with the one you admire..."

"Now...please swear..."

Outside the castle, a bolt of lightning slanted across the sky, making the world shrouded in darkness turn pale, as if it foretells something is about to happen. (To be continued..)

ps: Otz still failed to update, so let me delay it for another day...