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Chapter 198 Herad

"Lord Colin."

Seeing him approaching, the knights on both sides greeted him respectfully at the same time, which made Colin slightly stunned.

If one of the knights greeted him, he might not think anything of it... After all, the tall knight came to deliver the notice this morning, so it was normal for him to recognize his appearance.

But now it seems that both knights recognized him...

Moreover, these two knights are more like copied and pasted from the same mold than twins! They look surprisingly similar.

From the color of their pupils to the height of their noses and even the length of their hair, these two knights are exactly the same!

"Please go this way, Lord Colin." The tall knight on the left continued to say, "Go straight along this way. In the innermost private room, there is the official gathering place for wizards. Lord Eugene is waiting there."

‘The official gathering place for wizards… It seems that the wizard apprentices are not gathering in the same place as them.’ Colin thought to himself, and then asked one more question.

"Besides Lord Eugene, are there any other official wizards here?"

"Many formal wizards have arrived." The tall knight replied.

"Yeah." Colin nodded, and then walked in with confidence.

It would be fine if other wizards arrived, otherwise if there were only him and Eugene in the room then... it would be somewhat troublesome.

Push the door open and enter.

The size of the room was beyond Colin's expectation. A huge long brown table that could accommodate about forty people was placed in the center, but it did not appear cramped at all.

Sitting at the head of the long table was a black-haired wizard with a handsome face, but his complexion was pale and gloomy, with strange lines on his face...

Obviously, this is Wizard Eugene.

This appearance inexplicably reminded Colin of an "old friend" - Needham.

The senior apprentice who bought Charlie, who had attacked him, and then transformed him into a dog...

But Needham didn't have the power of the black-haired wizard.

On both sides of Eugene sat two wizards, one with a young face and handsome appearance, and the other with the appearance of a middle-aged man.

The remaining dozen first-level wizards were sparsely sitting on both sides of the long table.

But this was not what surprised Colin. What surprised him the most was the two familiar tall knights standing in the corner of the room...

Quadruplets?

Colin shook his head...this must be a creation of witchcraft.

Holding back his curiosity, he silently bowed to Eugene, who was sitting at the head of the table. After scanning carefully for a week, he went straight to the middle seat on the left side of the long table.

There, sitting was a petite witch with a slightly frowning brow.

"Good afternoon, Senior Lillian."

Colin paused, sat down, and said hello.

After just a short search, he saw Lilian's unique petite figure... But he didn't know what Lilian was worried about, and she didn't notice his arrival at all.

"...Good afternoon, junior Colin."

Lilian turned her head, was slightly stunned, and responded subconsciously.

Colin nodded slightly... There were so many things he wanted to ask about, such as Wizard Eugene, such as credits, but perhaps because of this, he didn't know where to start.

"Junior Colin, where is your room?" Lilian suddenly asked again,

"You have advanced to the level of a formal wizard. Your mentor has a witchcraft to teach you. However, since you are going to the southern seas with the Alseus Society, your mentor asked me to teach it to you."

"No. 108, Area B on the second floor." Colin replied briefly. Just as he was about to ask what kind of witchcraft Atbold taught him, a magnetic voice suddenly came from the side.

"Lillian, so you are here, why did you come early without saying anything?" A mature male wizard with a well-dressed hair slowly walked towards them, "I knocked on the door outside your room for a long time... before I found out...

You have already left first."

Looking at the appearance of the male wizard, Colin's heart moved slightly, and he felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

After a while, with the help of Super Brain, the scene of his first search for Lilian slowly emerged in his mind.

In the classroom at that time, this mature male wizard came to talk to Lillian just like he does now.

As for the name, it seems to be...

"Silaire, we are not that familiar." Lilian replied coldly, her eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

Silaire didn't pay attention, just smiled slightly, turned to look at Colin and asked:

"Who is this?"

Lillian did not answer, and Colin also remained silent... The last time Silaire came to Lillian, the reason for talking to him was him. Unexpectedly, he seemed to have no impression of him at all now.

Seeing that Lilian didn't answer, Siler didn't feel embarrassed. He frowned elegantly and thought carefully for a moment, then said as if he had a sudden realization:

"Formal wizard, blond and handsome... Could this be the talented student that Sir Atbold accepted before and who has just recently advanced to the first-level wizard?"

Silaire's expression remained appropriately surprised, and although his words were compliments, they did not make people feel that they were intentional.

If it had been anyone else, it might have been very useful...but Colin only felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, at this time, it seemed that the gathering wizards had arrived, and a soft voice came from the main seat.

"The party begins."

Although the voice was soft, no one dared to ignore it. Silaire's mouth that wanted to continue speaking immediately stopped, turned around and sat upright, staring at the host respectfully.

Colin then turned his head.

In the main seat, Eugene casually leaned on the wide black backrest that was different from other seats, holding a pale white lychee-like bead in his hand and stroking it.

As he finished speaking, the waiter outside the door began to serve the food.

Eugene continued:

"There are two main reasons for calling you together this time. The first is to distribute the magic stones to subsidize the school. The second is to let you get familiar with each other and get together with each other, so as not to be alone on the battlefield. The third

...Well, there is no third, that’s all I’ll say.”

"Okay, let's go get the magic stones."

Eugene placed the lychee ball on the table, took off the storage ring from his left thumb, and turned to throw it to the young wizard on his left.

Colin was slightly startled. The young wizard raised his head, and he saw the strange scars on his face... They were spaced apart and extremely numerous. There were residual scars all over his face, neck, and even exposed arms.

Although there are only some minor marks now, looking at its ferocious appearance, one can imagine the tragic situation at that time.

The scars were scattered in all directions...as if there were countless weird things coming out from under the skin.

The young wizards distributed the magic stones one by one... They were high-grade magic stones that Colin had never seen before. One piece was equivalent to ten thousand ordinary magic stones.

In fact, ordinary magic stones...are also the magic stones he used during his apprenticeship. Strictly speaking, they are more like broken magic stones.

One hundred talents are equivalent to one low-grade magic stone and one-tenth of a medium-grade magic stone...

Although the long table was large, it could only accommodate more than forty people, so it didn't take long for the young wizard to be sent to him.

"Junior Colin, ignore him later." At this moment, Lilian suddenly reminded.

Colin was confused. Before he could ask, the young wizard had already walked up to him.

Different from the refreshing feeling of distributing magic stones to the previous wizard, the young wizard stood still in front of him.

Colin frowned, a stiff smile appeared on the young wizard's gloomy face, and then asked him with a sneer:

"Colin Leonard, Attebald's good student...isn't he?"

Herard's speech was neither hasty nor slow, but his tone seemed to come from clenched teeth, as if he was enduring the boiling anger.

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