The cannon of rebirth, your uncle's ashes

When night fell, St. Domis College became quiet.

To be precise, it should have restored its true posture.

The empty castle was gradually overwhelmed by darkness, and the air surging like a tide lurked with the last bit of hopeless twilight, waiting in the dark corner.

Then, some icy cold wind blew from a distance, shuttling between the tall mural carvings.

No one likes such a time and such a place, so, either going to the town at the foot of the mountain, or staying in their own dormitory, the students subconsciously avoided it.

But at this moment, a small figure was shuttled in the corridor, the corner of the black robe was rolling around his feet, not caused by the wind blowing from the empty court.

Across the classrooms where daily classes are held, through the iron-faced corridors in the high towers, and around the fountains in the atrium——

"I found it!" The low voice spoke of some incomprehensible emotions, and the gradually rising moon turned his head when he heard the voice, facing the boy's crystal-clear purple eyes.

And those sharp eyes are staring at a flickering light green light and shadow in a dense forest outside the building. If you observe carefully, you can vaguely see another small figure, and that The unstable light group was emitted from his palm.

The person upstairs grinned a big smile, then jumped up and kicked hard on the window lattice, the whole person flew out like a bird with wings spread, and approached the figure hidden in the woods in an instant.

The collision of weapons made clanking noises. After the fists and feet intersected, the slightly disadvantaged black figure suddenly raised his figure, and fiery red magic particles began to brew on the long blade.

"Blaze—cut!"

The red flames tangled together like a giant dragon, and then rushed towards the person on the ground with a fiery temperature, but disappeared suddenly at the moment they were about to touch the person, revealing a somewhat embarrassed figure propped up in front of him .

The platinum-blonde long hair is close to the silver streamer under the moonlight, and it is messily scattered on the shoulders. On the slender face, although the delicate eyebrows are tightly narrowed, the whole person is impressively like Igor.

"Why don't you use magic?" Keeping an upright figure, he put away the long sword in his hand, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of Igor, with short black hair gently blown by the wind, and a somewhat immature face. Looking at the person in front of him with utter bewilderment, "You will die."

"I've never concealed my strength." After confirming that the person in front of him had no killing intent, Igor slanted the short dagger at his waist, patted the dust on his cuffs, and his expression couldn't be seen. To the slightest panic, "As a classmate, you should understand it all too well, Dalton Mosan."

The tree shadow gradually changed its angle with the movement of the moon. The two stood quietly and faced each other, their eyes staring at each other without the slightest retreat, intertwined, as if they were engaged in another harsh battle.

A moment later, the orc boy's purple eyes were suddenly stained with a touch of fanaticism.

"If you're telling the truth... then, it's really because of the blood!"

"What are you talking about, I don't understand."

"Don't be stupid, the coercion you exerted on me on the first day of school is the level coercion! I thought you were hiding your own super-level strength, but you didn't have the slightest resistance under my temptation just now, then Obviously, it can only be the coercion exuded by the high-level bloodlines that rely entirely on bloodline inheritance! And the higher-level bloodlines that can oppress the direct descendants of the Mosang family..." The orc boy opened his arms and said excitedly, "Where do you come from? What! Who are you!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Igor still looked at the excited orc boy in front of him with indifference, "I'm Igelmidia, and I can only be regarded as an ordinary elf nobleman at best."

"Huh?! Don't be an idiot who doesn't know anything. Although there is not much information about the elves from the outside world, such a strong coercion seems to make the brain burst. Even now, I will tremble when I think about it. The purity of the soul... Elders? No, those brainless guys... Then they are priests! At least they must be high priests! But aren't high priests all lifeless existences... So there are still Who... Could it be that..."

Listening to the in-depth deduction of the orc boy in front of him, and seeing his serious expression, Igor couldn't help but feel a little headache.

How come you never remember such a tricky character in the original book?It is completely different from the information given to me by the system!

[He humiliated Igor at the beginning of school, and later realized Iger's identity in a wild performance and wanted to use Iger as a bargaining chip for the heir, but was pushed into the lair of the monster by Igor, alarmed Because of this, the relationship between the orc tribe and the elves has deteriorated to the extreme. 】

【...Then why is it so long in advance this time...】

[I don't understand either, the plot has changed more and more. 】

After listening to what the system said, which seemed to be in vain, Igor twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the person in front of him intently.The orc boy who uses fire magic and the ambitious second heir in the tribe, if he is allowed to guess like this, his identity will probably be discovered again, and then he, who has no self-protection strength, will probably be forced to become a The bargaining chip for the opponent's heir... Even if he resists desperately, it will also trigger a series of consequences...

Wouldn't that be exactly the same sad reminder as the ending of the original book!

Thinking about it this way, Eagle instantly felt that his situation was simply terrible.

I have to find a way to stop him...

The atmosphere became more and more solidified and tense. On the eve of the so-called secret being about to be revealed, the tight strings seemed to be broken at any time.

"What are you doing."

Suddenly, a cold scolding resounded in the forest, and Igor and the orc boy turned their heads to look at the source of the sound when it was interrupted.

The black hair of the visitor was not neatly bundled on the shoulders like the previous few times, but scattered behind him. The white casual clothes were a little messy on the body, and the few wrinkles and the undulating chest could be clearly seen. He could clearly see the haste when the other party came out.

Although it was a little strange why the other party appeared here, it was indeed the grandson of the old man who was always upset by Igor, the irritated young man with facial paralysis Hidalai.

Seeing the two people in front of him looking at him silently, Xidalai's expression became impatient, and then he turned to Dalton Mosan, who had an extremely ugly face after his thoughts were interrupted.

"You can leave now."

The blunt words made Dalton's expression change all of a sudden, but the powerful aura on the opponent's body made the orc boy dare not show any determination to resist immediately.

This guy... is very strong... and seems to have something to do with Igremitia...

With dim eyes, the orc boy still put away the coldness on his body, snorted lightly, glanced at Igor who was at the side as if nothing, then turned and left the woods.

After a while, only Hidalai, who was expressionless, and Igor, who turned his head away unhappily when he saw the pair, were left in the woods.

Silence spread, and gradually silted up into an embarrassment that was no less sticky than just now. Igor was already holding his sleeve with some unease, while Hidalai still looked paralyzed.

After hesitating for a while, Igor still said awkwardly, "Thank you for helping out again, if there is nothing else, I will..."

"You haven't been back to the dormitory." Hidalai completely ignored Eagle and interrupted.

"Huh?" Igor didn't seem to understand how the topic jumped here, and raised his head in surprise.

The man's long black hair was dragged up by the wind, but under the moonlight, it added a gentleness to the somewhat indifferent face. At that moment, even Igor, who was occasionally proud of his outstanding appearance, couldn't help it. I lost my mind.

"I found someone to guard the door of your dormitory, and I haven't seen you."

Igor raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the other party's words, and looked at the paralyzed Hidalai who was still motionless in front of him.

"I don't know why, but the school put me in a dormitory with a male, so it's not easy for me to live in it." Eagle tried to use such an excuse

So... the elf in front of me lives with a male?Or an unknown male?

This kind of answer was obviously beyond Hidalai's expectations, but it somehow made Hidalai feel a little uncomfortable, ignoring the fact that Iger didn't even return to the dormitory and it was not considered living together at all. Lai then led the topic to a strange direction——

"If the allocation is wrong, you can still apply for a replacement three days before the start of school."

"I was too busy a few days ago, wait for me to react."

"Even if you miss it, you can still apply to a tutor."

"I don't even know about this kind of thing...!"

"Or you don't want to transfer the dormitory with that male at all."

Such a question followed by a sentence and the question-like question-and-answer at the end obviously made Igor feel uncomfortable, and a trace of embarrassment could not help showing on his fair face.

"Aren't you annoying! I don't live in the dormitory! Even if I don't go to the dormitory, so what!"

I pissed him off again... If this goes on like this, if he gets angry and leaves, I won't be able to get acquainted with him as soon as possible...

Let's change the subject...

Hidalai's eyes moved, glanced over Igor's flushed face and turned to the surrounding woods full of traces of magical attacks.

"Are you sleeping in the open air?"

"..."

Why do you subconsciously think of the word open-air wild...?

So, looking at the innocent-looking guy in front of him, Iger, who was getting more and more upset, finally chose to shut up and remain silent.

It was only embarrassing for Hidalai to see Igor getting more and more angry, but he didn't know what to do next.

Why is he angry again? Why does this elf always look like this whenever he speaks... Or, is this what Kane said?Is it really...?

After hesitating for a long time, Xi Dalai decided to get to the point as soon as possible.

"Master Du Ze wants you to be his apprentice, go find him as soon as possible."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Hidalai remembered Iger's rejection without hesitation last time, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that he should use a tactful persuasion method, otherwise if he was rejected again, wouldn't he be punished by his childish grandfather? Is it completely listed as a laboratory that refuses to come and go?

Thinking of his grandfather angrily kicking himself out of the samadhi state of cultivation in the middle of the night, and asking him to help him find a "destined" apprentice, Hidalai, who was already stiff, couldn't help but shuddered.

But unexpectedly, this time Igor did not immediately refuse as Xidalai expected, but his blue eyes obviously pondered for a while.

"As his apprentice, can I learn that kind of magic?"