Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 227 Where is the God?

The royal capital, the arena.

Cheers pierced the sky.

With the departure of the previous King of the Gladiator, Tinyham, the new King of the Gladiator, Oliver, has stepped into the ring as expected.

"Kill those stupid orcs!"

"Kill it, skin it."

The human audience members, provoked, looked angry.

The werewolf arrogantly held the gladiator's head: "I told you, I'd call out your divine beings!"

His head was tossed towards the referee like a ball; this person was utterly meaningless. The fight began the moment the opponent stepped out of the tunnel.

The two afterimages clashed repeatedly, in just a few exchanges. Oliver's body split open, blood splattering everywhere, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

After consuming the Breakthrough Pill, the new King of the Arena reached a level beyond his previous tier. With a full set of inscribed armor, countless battle experiences, and exceptional personal talent, who could have imagined such a devastating outcome?

Immediately, everyone in the audience fell silent.

"It's a sacred place!" someone muttered in horror.

More than 100,000 people watched helplessly as yet another head disappeared from a neck.

"Where is the god?" The werewolf's cold gaze swept across the entire area.

The situation was showing signs of spiraling out of control, and related reports made headlines in mainstream newspapers the following day, successfully diverting most of the attention from the coalition's losses.

"These troublesome orcs have come at just the right time."

"Let them make a fuss for a few days."

The kingdom's top leadership quickly reached a consensus. External pressure creates room for maneuver and negotiation to resolve internal conflicts.

Humanity needs to unite.

Sunrise and sunset, dusk fills the sky.

In the center of the vast arena, a wolf-headed humanoid figure sat cross-legged. The fur on its back was dark blue, while the fur in front was blue and white, and its pale yellow eyes, like those of a wild beast, revealed a fierce and violent nature.

The humid and hot weather in the south, with the scorching sun from the sky, is an ordeal every moment of the day.

However, he cannot leave. He must remain here, causing as much trouble as possible to force a response from the higher echelons of humanity.

Assessing the strength of both human and divine beings is a task assigned by the High Priest. It concerns the development and survival of the race, and cannot be neglected.

He endured the onlookers and clamor of the weak, his heart filled with murderous intent.

"Cowardly humans, quickly send forth a god to fight me!" Walker roared, instantly silencing the cacophony of noise in the arena.

Such a provocation ended hastily, with no one responding.

The general consensus among onlookers was that deploying powerful Saint-level experts was no simple matter. These experts held important positions; how could they possibly risk their lives in a fight so easily?

In reality, the kingdom's higher-ups had already arranged for powerful figures to remain hidden and oversee the situation.

The conflict has not yet escalated, and it's not the right time yet.

A gentle night breeze carries a damp scent in the air; the weather forecast predicts heavy rain tonight.

Aglaia had dinner at the church. The food was pretty good; the vegetable soup had cured ham in it, better than her previous life.

The children's faces were beaming with happiness.

Aglaia noticed many new faces around her in recent days and inquired about accommodations with Huayun, learning that the church was preparing to relocate. The plan was to find a more spacious new location on the outskirts of the capital to accommodate more people. The current site was intended to serve as their daily office space.

As they waited for Ovisca to arrive, the sky outside gradually darkened.

A shadow suddenly rushed into the church, and Aglaia looked up alertly.

"It's me, you're mute!"

A contract summoning rune array appeared in mid-air beneath the feet of the Three-Eyed Raven. Ovisga, shrouded in a cloak, landed smoothly from a height of several meters.

"Young Master!" Aglaia hurriedly knelt down on one knee.

"Aglaia, shall we act together tonight?" The three-eyed raven landed on Aglaia's shoulder.

At two or three months old, it has already grown to the size of an adult crow. It has awakened its shadow-type talent, stealth! As long as it stands in the shadows, it is difficult for ordinary people to spot it. Using the energy-accumulating magic stone hanging around its neck, it can perform contract summoning.

At this point, the Three-Eyed Raven clone could not only conduct free reconnaissance, but also do more meaningful things. Acting alongside Aglaia was one of Taian's new attempts.

"Yes, sir!" the young swordswoman replied loudly, then hesitated, "Young master, what time do you go to bed tonight? It might rain today; will getting wet affect your health?"

"I can't sleep with no one at home! Rain is no problem, caw, let's get going!" The three-eyed crow flapped its wings to urge them on.

The Night Watch's encampment.

The students who chose to be on duty between 7:00 and 11:00 arrived on time. A quick glance revealed only a handful of them.

Only those who reach the elite rank are allowed to participate in nighttime duty. Moreover, they are required to sign a waiver assuming full responsibility for their own lives beforehand, making the conditions exceptionally stringent.

Of course, the rewards are also much richer. The points awarded by the academy are doubled compared to daytime attendance, increasing from five points to ten points per day. Upon completion of a task, students can receive an additional bounty from the Night Watch system based on the difficulty rating. A recognized record will also be added to the student's file.

"Very good, all five of you have arrived as agreed. I am your captain, Gao Wen, and I will lead you on the mission."

Familiar dark green hair, handsome and extraordinary face.

Aglaia suddenly remembered a night several months ago when she drove her carriage to the Night's Watch to report a crime, which triggered a series of subsequent events.

Every time I look back on the past, I feel uneasy. Many in the college believe she was the butterfly that flapped its wings to change her destiny, the spark that ignited the powder keg…

A strange light flashed in Gao Wen's eyes.

They recognized each other. However, there was no catching up. Being strangers, they remained silent.

Gawain admits he once had feelings for her and had been investigating everything about Aglaia. He even felt sorry for her for a time after learning she was a kept woman of a nobleman. Later, the Night Whisper Hotel incident deeply shocked him. He rationally severed his ties, believing their lives would never cross again. But now, with her reappearing before him, his heart is stirred.

Was it her destiny? Or a calamity?

The powerful Blue Rose family is suffocating and terrifying.

The deaths of a hundred nobles have already proven to the world how much that young master values ​​the woman before him. Any transgression could be a death sentence.

Even the mighty Night's Watch are no match for House Blue Rose.

Recalling the previous meeting, the Night's Watch leadership had decided to tolerate all of the Blue Rose family's inappropriate behavior as much as possible.

Admitting defeat and having no way to deal with the situation, they decided to avoid battle!

Gao Wen unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Mr. Gawain, there are five Night's Watch cloaks in total. Please sign for them."

The voluptuous, uniformed older woman made no attempt to hide her admiration.

(End of this chapter)