Anderson suddenly looked at Ye Sewei.

However, after the latter dropped this sentence, he brushed past him lightly and walked towards the desk in front of him.

Originally, Anderson was in front of Ye Sewei, and he had just returned from completing a bounty mission. But at this moment, Ye Sewei joined his team so openly. He was actually because of what the real dragon and Ye Sewei had just said.

The words were a double stimulus, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

How did she know?!

All people have wishes, or in other words... desires.

Every temple has a worship room. When facing the statue of the god, tremblingly and humbly speaking out the wishes in the heart is what all people with faith will do.

Some words buried deep in my heart cannot be spoken to others, so they can only be spoken to the gods. Those wishes include sincere hopes, humble prayers, despicable malice, and secret desires. Some words are not true.

In order for the gods to hear and respond, more often than not, everyone will regard the gods' silence day after day as some kind of tacit approval.

Acquiescing to rivers of blood, acquiescing to human beings killing each other, acquiescing to the coexistence of all sin and holiness.

Some people have received responses, and all those who have received responses are called people favored by God.

Anderson has too many wishes. Among Duke Turner's seventeen or eight children, although he is not invisible to everyone, he does not really have any right to speak. The temple is the only place where he can vent and express his heart to his heart's content.

But I never thought that I would actually get a response.

That was the day his fate changed.

In order to open the door that the gods wanted to open, he paid countless prices, and thus gained everything he wanted: his father's gaze, everyone's envious eyes, following, glory and true status.

He always thought that the gods responded to his wishes, which happened without anyone noticing. Everyone thought that the gods were blessing the Turner area. Even the people closest to him thought that it was his piety that touched the gods.

, only he knows what he did for it.

But now, the blond girl in front of him, with her back to him, exposed the secret buried deep in his heart with one word!

Anderson's pupils shrank. If this wasn't the Magic Tower Mission Office where people were coming and going, he would even want to go up and grab Ye Sewei and ask her what she knew.

He secretly licked the inner corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Sewei's back uncertainly. Her hair was not as bright as gold as that of the real goddess he had seen, but her back was slightly similar.

There was that elegance and calmness that was influenced by the golden temple and carried from the very core. He found many girls who were similar to that person, but none of them really had such charm.

If you can't get the real goddess, it's not impossible to find the one in front of you.

This was not the first time he had such thoughts, and this time when he met Ye Sewei and even realized that the other party seemed to know some of his secrets, Anderson's bloodthirsty and somewhat violent mood was suddenly aroused even more strongly.

.

Anderson's eyes were deep in thought. Ye Sewei felt a sticky and uncomfortable gaze attached to her back. She frowned slightly. She roughly guessed what was going on, but did not look back. And her perception was amazing.

Galai was different. It turned its head and bared its teeth unceremoniously, revealing a frightening ball of lightning in its mouth.

Anderson, who had just been hit on the head and was still dizzy, subconsciously took half a step back. Even his fingertips glowed with the radiance of healing magic!

Jialai's threat was not only received by Anderson, but also by other onlookers standing at the door. Only then did they recover from the impact of the dragon's roar. When they looked at the guy on Ye Sewei's shoulder, their expressions changed.

The color and color are wrong.

Not to mention them, the staff at other stalls in the office who had suffered the disaster didn't look right at the moment either.

For example, the person sitting behind the table in front of Ye Sewei.

What a coincidence, he is still an acquaintance.

The rabbit ears were folded neatly on the back of his head. Mr. Ott, who had not seen him for a long time, was dressed neatly. He sat in the office chair in misery and looked at Ye Sewei sadly: "Come to hand in the task?"

——There was no intention to reveal that he knew her.

Old God Ye Sewei pulled out a chair on the ground and sat down in front of him: "Yes, Mr. Tushuai, long time no see."

Mr. Ott's expression froze. He seemed to be trying to be more serious, but the flickering light weakened his efforts.

He silently took the student card she handed over and swiped it several times before it took effect. The energy that Galai had poured into the magic circuit just now was so overwhelming that until now, the lights were still a little crackling and even shaky: "Se

Wei Yedlai, received the sixth-level magician task, task description: kill [beep——], is the task completed?"

[Beep——] Here, Mr. Ott said it himself. Of course, the specific target of the hunt must be kept secret, otherwise it will easily cause trouble. He paused and continued step by step: "If yes, please submit the certificate. If no, then

The mission is judged to have failed."

The students from the Demon Academy and the Battle Academy who followed were just waiting for the announcement of the result at this moment, so after Mr. Otto's words fell, they all stretched their necks and waited for a result.

Belair arrived late. There was a small quiz in one of his classes in the morning, which was counted in the final grade. He ran to answer the question, handed in the paper in twenty minutes, and then ran all the way here.

I happened to catch this scene.

The brothers from the Battle Academy who were friends with him had already reserved a seat for him. Belair fought his way through the crowd and reached the front row when Mr. Ott's words fell silent.

This was also the first time Belair saw Ye Sewei after she came back.

The red-haired boy's eyes were slightly focused. He had a good background and had a lot of experience since he was a child. He could tell at a glance that Ye Sewei's temperament was completely different from before. He even had a vague feeling that he couldn't see through her, and this feeling

, which is definitely not what ordinary sixth-level magicians can possess.

In other words, Ye Sewei should not only have completed the task, but has also most likely surpassed the sixth level of magician!

"Sure." The red-haired boy said firmly: "If she fails, I will twist off her head and use it as a ball to kick. To be honest, can you tell her strength at a glance?"

"...It seems to make sense." Belair's brother nodded with deep understanding.

The two people spoke without lowering their voices, and everyone around them heard it. Belair's iconic red hair and red eyes made many people quickly recognize him, and his strength has always been obvious to all, and he naturally spoke more words.

A bit of natural persuasiveness.

As a result, Belair finished his vow, and the girl in front showed a shy smile: "No."

For a moment, everyone thought they heard it wrong.

Belair couldn't help shouting: "Impossible! She is definitely not just a sixth-level magician!"

Mr. Ott also raised his head in surprise: "What?"

"I didn't complete the mission." Ye Sewei pursed her lips, recalling the scene of the mission target Wyatt committing suicide in her mind. She sighed with regret: "He didn't give me a chance to do it, so he first

I took a step to death. I was also helpless."

A low but somewhat maniacal laugh sounded from beside him, and the boy with the blue afro who had looked stunned just now laughed maliciously: "After working on it for a long time, it turns out that you can't even complete this kind of task?

Judging from your posture, I thought you were already a great magician."

There were quite a few Turners in the crowd. After hearing Anderson's words, although he felt that his young master's current appearance was really terrible, after entering the academy, he was essentially separated from the Turner Academy.

District, but still couldn't help but raise his voice and said in support: "That's right——! Still want to be the fastest-promoting sixth-level magician? Dream on you——!"

Uncontrollable laughter sounded at the door, and some people bowed their hands: "It's all gone, it's all gone. This bustling scene is really lonely."

As he spoke, he glanced at Belair with disdain, seeming to be laughing at his error in judgment.

Belair was not angered by these malicious looks. He looked at Ye Sewei thoughtfully, always feeling that things were not that simple. The brother next to him also wanted to escape, but after seeing his expression

, stayed with some feeling.

All the magic lights that were still flickering suddenly made a slightly harsh sound. After a burst of jumping light, all the lights suddenly dimmed at the same time, as if they were disconnected.

Ye Sewei's expression slightly condensed.

...No, no, no, no, it's not what she thought! Did Galai really destroy this magic circuit? What kind of magic circuit is this tofu project, a little lightning from a black dragon cub?

Can’t bear it? How can we welcome the baptism of nature like this!

There was a sudden commotion outside.

Originally, they were crowding in the corridor to watch the excitement, but now the excitement had dissipated. The students who had just taken two steps out suddenly all walked back in a dazed manner.

A graceful figure in a custom-made skirt with high slits appeared at the end of the hazy corridor. Her heels made a crisp sound when they hit the ground. Every step seemed to step on everyone's hearts. She lazily walked

She held up a finger, and a ball of lighting magic condensed on her fingertips, illuminating her silver hair even more thrillingly.

"Mr. President."

"...! Mr. President!"

"I've met the president."

The sound of one after another spread from the other end of the corridor to this section. Among them were the office staff who opened the door of the office and came out to see the situation because the lights were suddenly turned off, and there were also students who reacted suddenly and saluted quickly.

Dorothea, the president of the Magician Association, walked to the door of the mission office with a half-smile and walked in without stopping.

When everyone in the office heard the movement at the door, they stood up and looked at each other.

To be honest, even people in the office rarely see this beautiful but absolutely powerful president, so how could she appear here?

Someone reacted suddenly.

Yes, the sudden light outage at this moment was caused by the lightning from the little black dragon just now. It is obvious that 80% of the circuits of the entire Magic Tower were affected at this moment. Maybe President Dorothea happened to be in the office. Suddenly the lights went out.

This president is known for his fiery temper and bad temper, so is she here to settle a score with Ye Sewei?!

Tsk! This is more eye-catching than whether Ye Sewei passed the CET-6 exam!

The crowd watching the excitement slipped back quietly and looked at each other knowingly.

There was no emotion or anger on President Dorothea's face at all. She had very bright red lips and upturned eyes. She always looked lazy and half-smiling. Now after walking into the mission office, she looked around casually. After walking around for a while, Shi Shiran did not sit on the chair that the clever office staff quickly pushed up. Shi Shiran just stood aside and looked at Ye Sewei.

"Let me see who is so capable that he can destroy the energy supply circuit of the magic tower in front of everyone." She said leisurely.
To be continued...