Netherian Era 3520.

As the news of the disappearance of the great Archmister Iolum could no longer be concealed, the entire Netheril Empire was in a state of uproar.

If the phaerim's pressing step by step is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all Netherese people, then the unexplained disappearance of the Grand Master Iolum is like the ups and downs of the empire that have been carried for thousands of years.

The foundation collapsed suddenly...

Not only are the great arcane masters above unable to sit still, but the public grievances that have accumulated many conflicts are like a powder keg that may be detonated at any time, making it difficult to return.

The situation in the entire empire...has reached the brink of mutiny.

In the invisible dark corners of the city, doomsday theories of the impending demise of the Netheril Empire are prevalent.

More and more people are not interested in working, and are gradually becoming passive and slow down at work, using alcohol and hallucinogenic drugs to numb their increasingly tense nerves.

Every day, the front of the parliament building was crowded with big businessmen, scholars, and frightened nobles who were trying to see the great arcane mages and Karsus' crown prince.

Even the apprentices who used to have the goal of acquiring more knowledge, more advanced spellcasting skills, and the glory of the Grand Arcanist as their life goals no longer have the intention to study at this time of panic.

They either took to the streets to face the people's dissatisfaction, suspicious eyes and curses, and made grand statements that Netheril would win, trying to appease people's hearts.

Or organize themselves to meet with their mentors, hoping to provide some help within their capabilities in such a difficult situation.

What's more, he went to the military headquarters to join the army without telling his family.

On this day, Brad, a great arcanist who was born under Karsus and a pioneer of string theory arcana, tidied up his clothes and appearance in the bathroom as usual, bid farewell to his wife Sigrit with a smile, and headed to the floating city of Karsus.

Teaching at the Arcane Academy.

It's just that what makes her wife Sigrit confused this time is that she is a diligent husband who still insists on "as long as there is one student willing to listen to his lectures, he will never miss a day of work" under such circumstances...

.He actually ran back before she could finish putting away the tableware...

Because there are students in the classroom who are willing to listen quietly to his lectures...

Finally... not a single one is left...

Looking at Brad, who was holding a staff and holding a textbook under his arm, standing at the door like a wooden man, Sigrit was stunned for a moment. As smart as she was, of course she knew what this meant.

In order not to add insult to injury, he immediately pretended not to know and joked:

"What's wrong? Maybe halfway through the walk, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to give me a good morning kiss when I went out today... um..."

But before she could finish her words, she was embraced by a somewhat cold embrace and kissed unexpectedly... After kissing her, they followed each other to the bed...

When the couple, who were wandering in the world of two, woke up due to hunger in their bellies, it was already dusk outside the window, and the good sound insulation of the mansion isolated all the complex and chaotic disturbances from the outside world, allowing them to

In this situation where the building is about to collapse and the empire is on the verge of collapse, enjoy the peace and quiet in the few remaining years.

"Sigrit, you said... am I useless..."

Brad asked, looking at the ceiling calmly.

"Why do you have such self-doubt?" Sigrit turned sideways, touched her husband's face, which had become thinner these days, and asked with concern.

Brad smiled: "Sometimes I think about it, if I didn't have such a powerful pair of parents, my achievements in this life might be just a bard who goes everywhere with a harp and accompanies the troupe.

"I even feel that I am not as good as my own students. At least at this time, they still have the eloquence to debate with others, the willingness to fight for the current situation of the empire, and the willingness to join the army to defend the empire. courage.

"As for me... I'm just a teacher who doesn't know the future of music and chord theory magic.

"I have never even tried to use them in a real life-and-death fight.

"Because, I am so... afraid of death."

Sigrit, however, held her still blushing cheeks with both hands and comforted her with a smile:

"Who is not afraid of death? The more you are afraid of death, the more it shows... your attachment and love for this world.

"And who says you are inferior to others! I think the music you create is very nice!

"Didn't your string theory arcana receive high praise from His Majesty Karsus and for this reason, he applied to the Evington Council to grant you the achievement and title of Grand Arcanist?

"The most important thing is that the string theory arcana you have created over the years is obviously very powerful. As long as an arcane conference is held to announce your results to the world, it will definitely..."

The more she talked, the more excited she became, but when she said this, she suddenly paused... she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say any more...

Because... when this empire is about to face life and death, maybe... Brad can no longer wait for that moment to express his gratitude to his mentor, to all the great arcane people, to all the Netherese people, and to the world... .The 'stage' and the opportunity to display the results of arcane string theory that he spent half his life studying.

But when she tried to remedy the situation, Brad smiled in relief and said:

"But that's fine...maybe in the upcoming decisive battle with the Felin Demon Kui, my fancy string theory arcane techniques can scare the teacher and those old men."

Sigrit seemed to be able to imagine such a black humorous scene, and she immediately laughed out loud:

"Hahaha, that's right, especially my dad who always looks aloof. I really want to see what kind of funny expression he will show at that time."

But upon hearing that existence, Brad's expression darkened:

"Xia Duo... why don't we take some time to see him? I'm sorry for your father in this matter after all."

"What's there to be sorry for? It's all just prejudice! Let me tell you, you should have listened to me from the beginning and just created a grandson from the Mathematical Olympiad class to slap in his face to see if he recognizes you as his son-in-law." Sig. Lite said half-jokingly.

"Ahem!"

It’s unclear whether this tough speech refuted his father-in-law Brad, but it shocked him anyway. He coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment, and sighed a little:

"I'm actually a little lucky now that I didn't bring them to this doomed world just because of impulse...

"It's up to us adults to face such a cruel ending."

"Yeah...it's enough for us to face it..."

Hearing these words, Sigrit pursed her lips and involuntarily caressed her belly with one hand.

Just when she was struggling and hesitating whether to reveal the truth to the other party...

Bang, bang, bang.

Suddenly there was an unhurried knock on the door.

Brad and Sigrit looked at each other, as if they really couldn't figure out who would come looking for them, two insignificant and marginal figures, at this time.

Brad thought for a while and activated the arcane spell of light refraction. When he saw the person outside the door, his entire upper body suddenly jumped up from the soft mattress and exclaimed:

"is teacher!"

"Huh???" Sigrit was also confused.

She couldn't imagine why Karsus, who should be in the eye of the storm, would come looking for them at this time...or rather, looking for Brad.

The next moment, Brad lifted the goose down quilt and rushed towards the door of the living room without even thinking about it. Immediately behind him, his fiancée's panicked cry sounded:

"Idiot! Do you want to see your teacher naked like this?!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The unmarried couple immediately became confused.

After a while, Brad, who hurriedly gathered his appearance, quickly opened the door and bowed to the end:

"Good morning, mentor!"

Behind her, Sigrit had just run out of the bedroom. Seeing that Brad hadn't even waited for her to open the door, she quickly held up her skirt and said in a noble manner:

"Your Majesty Karsus! Good morning... good morning!"

Karsus, who had a face full of vicissitudes of life and worry, was stunned for a while when he heard this. Then he looked back at the already dusk sky to confirm, then looked at his fiancée again, and said with a dull smile:

"Well, Brad, good morning, little Sigrit, please forgive me, it seems I came at the wrong time."

At this moment, Brad seemed to have reacted and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Only Sigrit, a woman, noticed that something was wrong and asked with some anxiety:

"Your Majesty Karsus, may I ask... do you need our assistance on any important matter?"

The great arcanist with bloodshot eyes was silent for a few seconds, and then said to Sigrit apologetically:

"Sorry, I do have something to discuss with Brad. Can you prepare a 'quiet' room for us?"

"...This is my honor." Sigrit bowed and said.

A moment later, as a door slowly closed, Sigrit only had time to hear the Grand Arcanist sitting opposite Brad take out a piece of paper and push it towards him, saying:

"Brad, you have always been the student I have the highest expectations for.

"I'm sorry to find you at this time...

"I hope to entrust you to go to the star realm for me...

"Looking for something... that may be able to solve the siege of the phaerim and save the empire of Netheril...

"'weapon'."

boom.

The door was closed by magic, and no sound could be heard again.

As for Sigrit outside the door, her originally rosy complexion had turned pale.

There was only one voice left in my heart: Could it be that at this time, His Majesty Karsus, would you still cruelly separate them?

She was in a daze and didn't know how much time had passed. The door opened again. Karsus nodded to her and left their mansion dragging his tired and thin body.
To be continued...