Magic!

College junior college, conference room.

"In short, I am very grateful to all the teachers for your kindness and not putting me into the seal again. Don't worry, I will definitely be promoted to the Higher School within a year and will no longer harm the Junior School. I will not change the school rules randomly again."

Duncan, a little boy wearing casual clothes and carrying a military green schoolbag, thanked the teachers around the round table.

"You must keep your word." Professor Black Amber at the conference table gave stern instructions.

After saying that, Black Cat's expression became more relaxed:

"Mr. Principal, you have to understand that there is another reason why we are willing to let you stay outside."

"What's the reason?" Duncan scratched his head.

"The 'Contest' held every 10 years in the college is coming soon. We need a principal to announce the awards." Professor Hei Amber said seriously, "Only third- and fourth-year college students can participate, and it is broadcast live across the college. Super event!”

She deliberately did not mention the official name of the competition, as if it was a taboo that was difficult to say.

Another teacher added:

"That's right, Mr. Principal, you won't forget it, right? One of the prizes for the winning team in the competition is to have Mr. Principal do something for you unconditionally."

Professor Opal, who was wearing jeans and a brown casual shirt, also had a bad smile on his face:

"I heard that in the competition 10 years ago, because Mr. Principal, you were sealed, the prize could not be issued normally and could only be replaced with other types of rewards. It was really disappointing. But now Mr. Principal has been released. Once you come out, this problem won’t be there, right?”

ah? Duncan opened his mouth wide:

"Is there such a reward? Who designed such a ridiculous championship reward?"

There was dead silence in the conference room.

You can hear a pin drop.

"You set it yourself, Mr. Principal!"

Professor Black Amber on the conference table covered his cat face speechlessly.

…

August 19th.

The sun was shining brightly, the sun was as red as a tomato.

Russell stood at the door of the academy and saw one demon cultist after another, wearing silver handcuffs engraved with charms, being escorted out of the academy by the International Supernatural Police and heading towards the portal.

What awaits them is a fair trial.

Among these figures, Russell saw a familiar face.

The large and red nose made Russell recognize this acquaintance at a glance.

Vermouth!

Weiss, who was being escorted, also saw Russell.

He turned his eyes, and his eyes were full of shock when he discovered that Russell had not been caught.

Russell cast a meaningful look at Vermouth.

Vermouth immediately understood——

Russell's identity was well hidden and has not been discovered by the school yet!

Is this a look that means "I will avenge you"?

The two people's eyes met, and nothing was said.

Russell watched Vermouth being escorted into the portal, suspecting that the other party's misunderstanding of him might have deepened.

"Forget it, if I see Nocturne-san in prison, maybe Nocturne-san will tell him."

Russell thought this as he returned to the dormitory.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he saw Subway holding a familiar book and reading it.

"Immortal Emperor Lin Daiyu"!

"Oh, I've seen this book in the library before. It's very creative." Russell commented fairly, "The author let the soul of an immortal emperor pass through Lin Daiyu, and the identities of the two formed a sharp contrast. It was very interesting. There’s dramatic tension.”

Subway puts down the book:

"Do you really think so?"

"Yeah." Russell replied.

Subway is proud to announce:

"I wrote this book!

"When I left the library, I happened to see a book I wrote and borrowed it. I was just reminiscing about it."

ah? Russell's face moved slightly.

His eyes once again fell on the author's name of "Immortal Emperor Lin Daiyu".

Metro Warlock.

"Yeah. Subway, subway, Subway." Russell considered the name.

“Actually, the pseudonym ‘Subway’ I used when I entered school was based on my own pen name.” Subway laughed.

"Oh, so your real name isn't Subway?" Russell asked calmly.

"How can anyone's real name be Subway? Although my surname is indeed Sai." Subway was speechless. "If the pseudonym I took in school was called Seven, Sailuo, Sailis, Saierhao, or Saima Niang, what would you be? Don’t you think this is my real name?”

As he said this, Subway suddenly thought of something and said in shock:

"Is your real name Russell?"

"Yes." Russell replied calmly.

Russell paused and added:

“At least, that’s the name my adoptive parents gave me.

"Perhaps my biological parents, who I have no memory of at all, gave me another name."

…

Many months later.

Over the Pacific Ocean.

A giant floating building flies thousands of meters above the sky, with strong winds and clouds passing by.

In an office on the top floor of a giant building.

"Who is the greatest supernatural being of this era? And who stands at the pinnacle of the entire supernatural world?"

The figure in a crisp suit was pacing back and forth, mumbling something in a joking tone.

"Is he the president of the International Unified Academy of Magic and Supernatural, the King of Destiny who used special means to erase his true name and declare that all futures will inevitably happen?

"Is it the legendary witch who is good at alchemy and illusion, who travels through stories and dreams, who can be perceived by just mentioning her name three times, who has lived from distant times to today?

"Is it one of the leaders of many witchcraft families and secret organizations?"

The figure suddenly turned around and looked at the desk and chair at the top of the office and the back figure on the revolving chair.

"No, none of that!

"All of us know that whether it is power or strength, the only person who stands at the pinnacle of the extraordinary world is you."

The figure on the chair turned around, revealing a tall middle-aged man with deep eyes and facial features as deep as a classical sculpture.

He was wearing a neat and neat dark red dress that had been ironed countless times. Just sitting there contained a kind of majesty that seemed to come from the top of the world order.

"Above the World Supernatural Parliament, the Chief of the Supreme Council, Your Excellency 001!"

The man known as 001 stood up with his cane and looked at the man who had spoken in a joking tone.

It was a seemingly young man, wearing the same straight tuxedo, with a black and white clown mask on half of his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, 004." 001 looked at the man wearing a black and white clown mask on half of his face and asked seriously:

"Report directly on the progress of your work at the academy."

The corners of the masked man's mouth curled up:

"I have found out that there are currently two senior knowledge scrolls in the Institute of Higher Education that are almost unsupervised by school personnel. They are in the villa of Arctic Wolf, a fourth-year student in the Institute of Higher Education. I will look for a suitable time to take action."

At this time, an elegant and luxurious lady wearing purple fur knocked on the door and came in:

"Your Excellency, the spiritual interrogation of the top leaders of the Red Order of Chaos has an interesting result.

"They all lost a small piece of memory. Now the technicians have restored that memory. By interpreting that small piece of memory, we discovered an important piece of information.

"The legendary Demon King may be sealed in the heart of a student at the International Academy of Unified Magic and Supernatural."

001 listened to the report of the man wearing a clown mask and the elegant lady, and nodded gently:

"There are so many things going on in the academy."

As he spoke, he looked at the passing clouds outside the glass window, his eyes getting deeper and deeper:

"004, 012, do you think this extraordinary world needs an academy?"

"No need." The lady in elegant and luxurious clothes said categorically with a serious face, "We have families, associations, religious groups, and the best traditions that have been passed down for thousands of years. The role of the academy in the inheritance of supernatural skills is It is an unnecessary and abrupt character, a betrayal of blood ties and ideal connections."

The lady paused and then said:

"Obviously it is just an academy, but it has brought together 1/10 of the population of the entire supernatural world. It has resources and power that no witchcraft family or any supernatural association can match, and it has the power to challenge the authority of the World Supernatural Parliament. Such The mere existence of an organization is a huge time bomb.

"The most outstanding talent in a well-known witchcraft family, the high-level combat power of an influential secret sect, such an outstanding extraordinary person can only be called a third-year student in the academy. People who don't know think he is a primary school student. Yeah. Haha, this grade system of the International Unified Magic and Supernatural Academy is really funny."

001 waited patiently for the lady in luxurious clothes to finish speaking, then the corners of her mouth on Gujing Mubo's face were slightly raised, and she nodded lightly. He looked at the young man wearing a crisp suit and a clown mask again:

"As for you, 004, please tell me your views on the academy. Excluding the disobedient 002 and those false numbers that do not exist, you are the most qualified among us to express your opinion on this matter.

"After all, you are the best among all the students in the International Unified Magic and Supernatural Academy.

"Right, Mr. Clown, a fourth-year student in the College of Higher Education?"

(End of Volume 1 "Demon")

…

P.S.

Finally finished writing "Magic!" "Demons", the first half of the book.

Why is the fifth-grade legendary witch Thorn Bird paying attention to the academy? What unknown life experience does Russell hide?

Why does the Demon King exist in Russell's heart? What are the trends of the Supreme Council, the world's supernatural parliament that governs the entire supernatural world? Who can win the 10-year Academy Star Competition held by the Institute of Higher Education?

Why did the ghost wind chime die, where is the body hidden, and can it take revenge? In what order and in what strange way will the three prophecies be fulfilled?

Everything is in the second half of the book "Eternal Life".

The second half of the volume will be updated starting at noon.