Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 178 This won't do
The main buildings of the White Magic Academy are located in the heart of the magical capital, a stark contrast to the style of the Arcane Academy, which carries the weight of time and the air of a fallen aristocracy.

It's more like a miraculous city that perfectly blends magic with a futuristic technological feel.

"I'm sorry, Professor Ron, the Dean is not available to see you right now."

Wendy returned to the White Mage's reception room and said apologetically to Ron.

"It's okay, just don't kick me out."

Ron said, half-jokingly.

He knew perfectly well why the White Demon Academy Dean was unwilling to see him.

“The Dean isn’t such an unreasonable person. If Professor Ron wants to stay at White Mage’s for a long time, the Dean won’t have any objections,” Wendy replied with a smile.

"Then I'll have to think about it seriously."

Ron responded to the other person's polite words with polite remarks.

No matter how humane the White Demon Academy is, it's impossible for him to stay there for long.

If the White Magic Academy, as one of the two major powers in the Magic Capital, were to take in Ron for an extended period, it would be tantamount to announcing to the outside world that the Magic Capital would participate in the war of the gods.

After all, it's not a monopoly, and the White Magic Institute can't afford to take on that responsibility.

Wendy was just being polite; she knew perfectly well that Ron couldn't stay at White Hounds for long.

As the king of the Kingdom of Lah, Ron's future goal is undoubtedly to revive the Kingdom of Lah. How could he possibly condescend to stay here as a teacher?

After exchanging pleasantries, Wendy personally arranged accommodations for Ron.

“Normally only Glover and I live here. It may be a bit simple, but for your safety, this is the most suitable place to live.”

Wendy introduced Ron to a three-story villa located in the heart of the White Magic Institute.

“There is a protective barrier here. Apart from me, Grove, and the Dean, no one can sneak in silently.”

"Even if a powerful enemy attacks, Glover and I can arrive in time."

“You will be safe living here,” she said confidently.

After a pause, she added, "Don't worry, Glovi and I will be staying with the Dean for a while, so it won't negatively affect your reputation."

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Ron didn't stand on ceremony.

This place can indeed save him a lot of trouble.

There are many people from various countries in the Fourth War of the Gods in the White Demon Academy. Don't be fooled by how well-behaved those four countries seem now; they are definitely plotting how to get rid of him behind the scenes.

These mad dogs will definitely bite desperately if given the chance. Although his seventh-level incantation can kill these dogs, it is not convenient to reveal it now.

"Glovy, show Professor Ron around the academy," Wendy instructed Glovy.

Then she looked at Ron and said goodbye: "The Magic Festival is coming soon, and there's a lot going on at the academy. I've been away for a few days and there's been a lot piling up, so I'll take my leave now."

After receiving a nod of agreement from Ron, she hurriedly left.

Watching her walk away, Ron entered the house in front of him, where Wendy had already handed him the key to the barrier.

Upon entering the hall, one can immediately feel a noticeable change in temperature.

It's a few degrees below zero outside, but in the twenties inside.

This wasn't due to the fireplace, but rather the magic circle.

For hundreds of years, the magicians of the magic capital have discovered magic circles applicable to daily life from the Demon God Festival.

"Which floor do you live on?" Ron asked.

"The second floor," Glover replied.

After listening, Ron nodded and went straight to the third floor, finding a room with a window facing the academy's teaching area.

With a thought, Grove took out the bedding that had been prepared in the meditation space.

“Spatial magic?” Ron asked in surprise.

"Hmm." Glovi said as he changed the sheets, "The Dean taught me."

"To be able to comprehend spatial magic, one's growth talent must be at least 80, right?" Ron said.

“Yes, the Dean is an eighth-order Archmage.” Glovi nodded.

After saying that, seeing that Ron looked very interested, she asked, "Do you want to learn?"

"Does the dean allow you to teach others?" Ron asked.

Glovi nodded.

That's really generous.

“No need,” Ron shook his head.

He has a more effective game inventory.

Glover did not insist.

"Professor Ron, would you like to go out and visit the White Magic House?" she asked after making the bed.

Ron thought for a moment, then patted his stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry."

"I'll go prepare." Glover turned to leave.

“No need to trouble yourself, the cafeteria should be open at this time, let’s go eat together,” Ron said.

It is now noon.

"Ah."

After leaving their residence, Gloway led Ron to the dining hall.

The arrival of the two immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the cafeteria.

"It's Senior Glovi!"

"Is she that genius girl who was already a seventh-tier mage at the age of 17?"

"It really is her. She's not only very capable, but also very beautiful."

"It was the first time I met her in the cafeteria."

Who is the person sitting opposite her?

"He's so handsome, how come I don't remember him at all?"

"They seemed to be very close."

"Ah! I recognize him, that person looks like... Ron Reiner!"

"Ron Rhine...is he the king who has restored his kingdom multiple times?"

"How did he end up in our college?"

The people in the cafeteria looked over and started discussing it.

"Don't you usually eat in the cafeteria?" Ron asked curiously.

“Dean Wendy told me to focus on my training, and she will prepare the food for me,” Glovi replied.

"Training in the Trial Grounds?" Ron recalled the two disturbances that occurred in the uppermost Trial Grounds when he last visited the Magic City.

"Yeah." Glovi nodded.

"Truly a genius." Ron praised sincerely.

Glovi advanced to level 70 in mid-July last year, and with Kertia's help, learned seventh-tier magic at the end of the month.

Then, in early August, the third battle of the divine kingdoms began, and she started to fight in real combat, achieving considerable results.

It's only been a little over four months, and she's already reached level 79, just one step away from level 80.

Keep in mind that the higher your level, the slower you level up.

Judging from the current situation, even with the added benefit of the shackles, Alpha is not leveling up as fast as her.

Perhaps this is also thanks to the generous feedback from this trial ground.

Otherwise, it would be somewhat unreasonable for two people with the same S-level talent to have such a large difference in ability.

"Are you going to the Trial Grounds?" Glovi asked.

In fact, compared to Ron's shock at the speed at which she leveled up, she was even more shocked by the speed at which Ron's strength increased.

The last time was in early September in the Kingdom of Lah, when Ron was just an ordinary person who didn't even know first-tier magic.

Four months later, he was already able to use sixth-tier magic. No, seventh-tier magic!
She knew that Ron was the uncrowned king.

Ron could fool others, but he couldn't fool her because of their symbiotic contract.

Going from zero to level seven in four months is something even the holy sons and daughters of the three major papal courts wouldn't dare guarantee.

She felt that if Ron entered the Trial Grounds to cultivate, he might soon surpass her and reach the eighth rank.

Ron said: You're overthinking it. I'm just a level 64 noob right now.

With his current strength, it would be impossible for him to pass the seventh-tier trial grounds.

As for the sixth-tier trial grounds, the entrance to the trial grounds is equipped with something like a mental scanner, making it impossible for someone with seventh-tier skills to enter.

"No need." To avoid being discovered, Ron declined Glovy's offer.

"that……"

Just then, a youthful voice rang out from the side.

Ron turned his head and saw several students.

The assessment revealed that they all belonged to the Kingdom of Orantia.

Seeing Ron looking at him, the young man in the lead asked somewhat awkwardly, "Excuse me... are you the Hero?"

“It’s me.” Ron smiled amiably.

"It really is you!" The group of people were overjoyed.

I'd only ever seen sculpted heroes before; today I finally saw a real one.

They bowed in unison and said, "Hello, hero. We are Orantia people. Thank you so much for saving Orantia and us."

The reputation of the fourth-generation hero, Ron Reinte, has been deeply ingrained in the hearts of every Orantia citizen through the royal family's tireless promotion, Lawrence's embellished praise, and the tragic portrayal of his death.

Even if Ron were alive now, it wouldn't change the great status of the fourth generation hero.

“You don’t need to do this. As a hero, I am unqualified. I couldn’t fight alongside you to the end.” Ron stood up and shook his head in shame.

"Please don't think like that. You've already done enough for us. And we all know that you had no choice but to leave Orantia," the boy said earnestly, clenching his fist.

"It's all Guangming S's fault..."

A hand quickly covered his mouth from behind, and his companions behind him shook their heads, indicating that he shouldn't say such things carelessly.

"Hero, we will always support you!" the boy said.

"Thank you for your recognition," Ron said with a smile.

"Hero, what are you doing at the White Demon Academy?"

“I am now an honorary professor at the White Magic House,” Ron replied.

"Really? That's great."

"Is the hero here to participate in the Magic Festival?"

"Then I can go with the Hero..."

……

After finishing his chat with the group of Orantia boys and girls and leaving the dining hall, Glovii showed Ron around the White Mage's House.

There wasn't much to see, since he had already explored the area countless times in the game and knew exactly what buildings were in each place.

Taking a stroll around is simply to make it seem reasonable for him to appear separately in various parts of the academy later.

The last place we visited was the Magic Tower of the White House, which is the highest point in the White House. Standing on the top floor, you can see the outline of the buildings in the Grey House in the distance.

“Glove, what are your goals for the future?” Ron asked after standing atop the tower for a while in the breeze.

Upon hearing this, Glover lowered his eyes and began to think seriously.

"Is he going to become the next headmaster of the White Demon School?" Ron asked.

Glover shook his head.

She didn't have that thought; she just wanted to cultivate diligently and gain greater strength.

"Is that becoming the next God of Magic?" Ron asked again.

Glover shook his head again.

She wanted to have greater power, not to become the God of Magic, but so that she could help her friends and... in need, and prevent tragedy from happening.

“Gloway, everyone should have their own life goals, and you don’t have to be swayed by other people’s wishes.”

"People should not be bound together; each person should move towards their own life goals, and that is when life becomes more meaningful."

"Gloway, you should really think about your life goals."

Ron transforms into a philosopher, explaining life to Glover.

Although Gloria rarely communicates with people, her comprehension skills are quite good.

She immediately understood what Ron meant and put it into practice.

She slowly raised her hands, her fingertips beginning to trace lines in the air.

Pure and powerful magic surged from her body, condensing at her fingertips and transforming into runes that shimmered with blue light.

The air temperature suddenly dropped, and tiny ice crystals condensed around the top of the tower, slowly rotating around the two of them.

It's so comfortable talking to smart people.

Ron was delighted, but feigned confusion on the surface.

At this moment, he could feel that deep within his body, the mysterious connection he had established with Grove since their last separation was beginning to become clearer and more restless.

A warm and gentle power seemed to be drawn away from his body by the runes drawn by Glovi.

Glover's expression was focused and serious. As time passed, a circular magic circle appeared between the two of them.

At the center of the magic circle, two thin rays of light connect to the hearts of Grove and Ron respectively.

The line belonging to Glover emitted a cold blue light.

The one connecting Ron, however, was a warm white-gold color.

hum-

The magic circle burst forth with intense light, and the two connecting lines instantly tightened.

Ron felt a slight jolt in his heart, as if something important was being slowly pulled away, followed by a sense of relief in his soul.

Glover's body trembled slightly, and his face turned a few shades paler.

Soon, the light connecting the two became thinner and thinner, and finally, with a crisp sound like ice crystals shattering, it broke completely and dissipated into the air.

The suspended ice crystal array also dissipated, turning into countless points of light.

Thus, the symbiotic contract that bound their lives together was dissolved.

A symbiotic contract is a soul contract that can only be established between the strong and the weak.

When one dies, the other will also die.

The only ways to terminate the contract are either for the weaker party to become stronger than the stronger party, or for the stronger party to voluntarily terminate the contract.

Of course, Ron can also use reputation points to exchange for items to break the symbiotic contract.

But that thing is a bit expensive, there's no need to waste money on it.

With Glovi right in front of him and no enmity between them, he only needed to give Glovi a slight nudge and Glovi would voluntarily terminate the contract.

Although Glovi is not weak and it is unlikely that his life will be in danger, he still does not want to put his life in the hands of others.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked, puzzled. He had gotten the benefit but was now acting innocent.

“I won’t be a burden to you,” Glover said.

So sensible it's heartbreaking.

Ron sighed, "Then the marriage contract..."

“This won’t do.” Gloway immediately shook his head.

"why not?"

“This is a marriage agreement made by the late king, and it cannot be dissolved until I have completely lost my value,” Grove said firmly.

(End of this chapter)