I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 202 The Past of the Senior

To be honest, there's a price to pay.

This dark and indifferent society is not kind to honest people.
But Ron still rebelled, still stood on the opposite side of evil.

"I won't give in!"

He stood tall and proud, neither humble nor arrogant, like an old general about to be executed.

The evil guild master and the dark patriarch are already impatient and are about to begin inhumane torture and persecution of the lovely boy.

But at this moment——

Tuk-tuk-tuk.
There was a knock on the door, and the urgent voice of Intelligence Minister Gloria came through:
"Ms. Olivia, Miss Elena is injured. Her injuries are very strange; she seems to have been contaminated. Her whole body is covered in flowers and plants. We would like you to take a look."

The black-haired woman abruptly stopped grabbing Ron by the collar, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

Injuried?

What kind of damage could the Enlightenment Academy, which has no experts, suffer?

The fact that they still have time to send someone to deliver a message suggests they're probably plotting something again!
Olivia snorted without even thinking:
"If she's not dead, throw her out. I don't keep idle people around."

Upon hearing the president's instructions, Gloria outside the door remained silent for a long while before hesitatingly saying:
"But, but, that guy from West Germany is already gone. He said he wanted to study those flowers and plants carefully, and that he wanted to break through his own limitations and develop new technologies."

As expected of Mr. West Germany, he's full of energy!

Upon hearing this, Ron involuntarily cheered in his heart.

However, the president's expression changed drastically. He quickly put Ron, who was grabbing his collar, down on the ground and looked at Fiona, saying:

"Uh, senior, I have something important to take care of."

Not being particularly outgoing, she had no idea how to get along with her ancestors from over a thousand years ago; not everyone is as sociable as Ron.

Upon hearing this, Fiona nodded slightly, her semi-transparent figure disappearing and returning to the cat paw bracelet on Ron's wrist.

"Junior, you're lucky to have taken me with you. Let me see what the Stardust Society has become, run by your unworthy descendants."

The arrogant senior's slightly ethereal voice echoed in the office before falling silent.

If you're just joining in the fun, why make up so many excuses?

Ron muttered to himself that he could understand Grandma Fiona's mindset.

Having finally arrived a thousand years in the future, besides watching the excitement and satisfying their curiosity, they'll probably just ramble on about the younger generation.

Thinking of this, the blond boy glanced at the president, and after receiving an affirmative answer, the three of them and the soul quickly arrived at the infirmary, which was filled with the smell of herbs.

As soon as Ron pushed open the door to room 406, a floral fragrance wafted towards him. He turned his head but did not see the woman below. Instead, he saw a large cluster of flowers lying on the hospital bed.

Of these various flowers, Ron recognized some, while he couldn't name others at all.

They were all over Elena's body, and even a large bunch of two-leaf clovers grew on her head.

However, Ron was very fortunate that he didn't have a chrysanthemum on his butt, otherwise he would never be able to look Elena in the eye again.

"Oh, Olivia, you're here! Did you miss me?"

"The person is injured, they can't recover, and they can't move, so they can't go to the bathroom to unclog the duct."

"Olivia, please help me!"

The voice from below made the black-haired woman blush.

"Shut up, you bitch!"

A powerful surge of magical energy erupted from the president's palm, and a blazing, almost white flame suddenly appeared.

"I'll burn all your fur off if you let me raise you!" With a roar, the fireball drew a perfect arc in mid-air and landed beside Elena's bed.

A violent surge of steam rose up, accompanied by a hissing sound, and ice crystals, seemingly appearing from nowhere, spread rapidly.
It froze the flames that were about to burn off all the fur, and at the same time froze all the flowers on its body into a pile of dust.

Only then did the witch, dressed in a hospital gown, appear before the two of them.

Her deep blue, almost purple eyes swept over him, then lit up noticeably when she saw Ron, and she waved with a smile:
"Little one, come here quickly~ Big sister will show you some fresh chrysanthemums."

Ron's lips twitched, and he retreated repeatedly to show his refusal.

It had been some time since I last saw her, and the Baroness seemed to have become even more sullen.

Bah! That shameless slut! She's been like this since she was a child!

Olivia gritted her teeth, unable to contain her anger, and snorted:
"Chrysanthemum, I'll make you cry! Today I'm going to shove your head inside my ass and give you a good clean!"

The plumber, Olivia, strode forward and, in a way Ron knew all too well, punched Elena on the head.

Just then, Ron heard Fiona's slightly melancholy sigh.

"These two younger colleagues are so energetic! They must have a great relationship."

Which eye of yours saw that they got along well?

"Alright, not bad."

Ron said honestly.

To be honest, he didn't know what kind of relationship the president and Elena had.

It's not so much hatred as it seems, but when it comes to reconciliation, they always end up fighting each other. In short, it looks extremely awkward.

This is probably what they mean by "kings never meet".

At that moment, Ron had a vague realization.

Hearing the blond boy's words, Grandma Fiona's tone became even more forlorn, with a hint of regret and self-blame.

“I remember I had a friend like that back then, but unfortunately, we broke up.”

Now that you've mentioned this, I'm no longer sleepy.
Ron sensed something fishy going on and asked in a low voice:

"What caused the falling out? There must have been some misunderstanding."

"Maybe"

Grandma Fiona sighed.

"My friend and I have been friends since childhood. He's a guy with a variety of ideas, a competitive spirit, and average talent."

"To protect her self-esteem, I have suppressed my cultivation level and hidden my strength for more than ten years, secretly studying and keeping my magic level at a level that is slightly lower than hers."

"Until the very end, when it came to the election for president of the Mage Association, we were both selected."

At this point, the arrogant senior paused, as if recalling something, and sighed, saying:
"I defeated her in just three moves and successfully became the president."

"Afterwards, she questioned me about whether I had cheated, and I had no choice but to confess, and then we broke up."

"She left for another continent without a word, while I stayed here as the president of the Mage Association. I tried to contact her, but there was no news at all."

Hey! Why are you talking like that? If it were me, I'd break up with you too!
Ron's lips twitched; even someone as shrewd as him didn't know how to start a conversation.

Fortunately, Mr. Sidde rushed in from outside the ward carrying a small bottle, breaking the deathly silence.

“These flowers are far more active than any known substance, their vitality is exceptionally abundant, Ms. Elena, we are about to create a miracle!”

(End of this chapter)