Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

After leaving the Red Moon Tower, Ron followed his memory along the path back to his dormitory, constantly reflecting on everything that had happened during that time.

First, he was taken in as a disciple by the vice dean, and then he experienced a fantastic dream adventure.

These things were nothing short of fantastical to him.

Just as Ron was thinking about these things, a silent voice suddenly came from the woods. Unfortunately, the boy, who was immersed in his own world, did not notice the voice until the other party came to the mirror. He then realized what was happening and quickly moved his body to the side, barely dodging the fatal attack.

A bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the grass below, igniting a tiny crimson flame.

This is due to the bloodline of the Molok Firebird in its body. Since sweat is also a human excretion, it is easy to expel all the waste produced by burning impurities in the bloodline through this method whenever it sweats.

This resulted in his bodily fluids containing extremely high temperatures.

But now was not the time to think about that. Ron turned his gaze to the source of the attack.

A figure shrouded in black cloth and robes stood in the shadows, its cold eyes shining through the black fabric, sending a chill down the young man's spine.

"You dodged pretty quickly, kid. It seems the vice dean didn't teach you for nothing. I hope you'll have this good luck in the future, otherwise you might very well die on my body."

The other person's voice was hoarse, like a crow perched on a withered tree.

Ron understood, of course, that this was not the other person's original voice. After all, if anyone dared to make a move in the academy without concealing their identity, they were not seeking revenge, but courting death.

The moment the other person appeared, he immediately understood who this person was.

Or rather, it wasn't that they understood the person's identity, but rather that they knew why this person had come here and why they had ambushed them.

The recent events had been too smooth, and the prolonged intrusion into the dream world had lowered the boy's vigilance considerably from its peak when he first returned to the academy. If it weren't for the sudden agitation of the River of Eternal Sleep in his mind just now, he probably would be lying on the ground by now.

Ron kept reminding himself that he had inadvertently relaxed his mind just now.

Although this is partly due to the fact that they have just returned to the real world from the dream world and are not yet used to it.

But ultimately, it was because I completely relaxed and became less vigilant about the outside world that led to the outcome I just witnessed.

I must never do that again. No matter where I am, what my identity, status, or state is, I must never let my guard down or become less aware of the outside world.

"Sir, I don't think we have any grudges, do we? And aren't you afraid of attracting the attention of the patrol office by making a move in the academy? Besides, I just came back from Lord Latour's place. The Crimson Tower isn't far from here. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by making a move like this?"

Despite constantly reminding himself of this, Ron remained calm and composed. He spoke slowly and deliberately, trying to persuade the man who had died, hoping to put him at ease and buy time until others discovered the situation.

However, it was clear that the person in front of him was not someone to be trifled with and would not be intimidated by his few words.

Upon hearing this, the man opposite merely gave a cold laugh, his deep, hoarse voice revealing an unwavering resolve that brooked no doubt.

"Kid, don't try to stall for time with such petty tricks. I've made thorough preparations for daring to make a move here. Even if I get caught, I'll eliminate you first. So, sorry!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron's expression changed, because he saw the man opposite him rushing towards him without warning.

The intensity and speed of the action completely exceeded his expectations.

He never expected the person in front of him to be so resolute and ruthless, leaving him no way out whatsoever.

With no other choice, he gritted his teeth, and flames and feathers materialized in the void behind him. With a gentle wave of his hand, he pounced straight at the man opposite him.

The two engaged in a fierce battle, with massive flames, violent lightning, and corrosive acid rapidly spreading around the forest.

Upon hearing the commotion, the students who had just finished class immediately ran over to check, and then scattered and fled as if avoiding a plague.

The main reason was that Ron's fight with the man was too loud and had a very wide impact.

The main reason was that Ron's fight with the man was too loud and had a very wide impact.

These students, who had just reached the level of novice or intermediate apprentice, were naturally no match for the attack. Their faces filled with terror, they fled in the opposite direction of the battlefield, shouting, "A madman is attacking inside the academy! Quickly call the patrol office to arrest him!!!"

Like startled birds, the other students, upon seeing this, thought their academy had been invaded by foreign enemies, and their expressions changed drastically. They quickly followed the crowd and ran towards safety.

And so a small disturbance spread from Ron and his companion to a small area in the center of the academy.

Many wizards who were still conducting experiments inside the wizard tower sensed the commotion outside through their mental perception, and their faces showed expressions of disbelief.

They couldn't fathom which force was so audacious as to dare directly invade their Red Moon Tower: Could it be that the old dean hadn't made a move in so long that those guys had forgotten the pain?

The same question arose in everyone's mind. However, this was their territory after all, and they could not allow outsiders to act recklessly here. One by one, the wizards, dressed in colorful wizard robes and looking strange, walked out of their wizard tower with serious expressions. They grabbed the students who were still running away and, after asking for directions, they all rushed towards the place where Ron and the man were fighting.

The two men, caught up in the heat of the moment, were unaware of the enormity of the trouble they were causing.

Ron was already bleeding profusely from the beating, but thanks to the powerful bloodline of the Morlock Firefeather Bird within him, despite the severe physical damage, he fought with increasing ferocity, and madness gradually replaced clarity in his eyes.

The man opposite him was also in a bad mood. He hadn't expected that he, a high-level wizard apprentice, would be no match for a newly promoted mid-level wizard apprentice. This made him both anxious and ashamed, and his movements became even more ruthless.