You call this the mastermind?

It was already midnight in Graham City, but on the other side of the world, it was a sunny scene.

In the vast green fields, the hills were undulating, and a large number of soldiers in neat black uniforms holding long rifles, listening to the dense drumbeats and trumpets, continued to emerge from all directions and gathered towards a certain area.

Looking down from the sky, the slowly spreading army was black, as if many ants smelled the scent of honey and rushed over quickly.

From time to time, there were bursts of gunfire, and shells and roars broke through the void.

Under the pressure of the army, the atmosphere in the green field was very tense.

But this did not affect a snow-white airship that slowly passed by in the sky, moving slowly and not being moved by anything below.

On the surface of the airbag of this airship, there was a circular inverted triangle symbol that kept changing color in the sun, which was gorgeous and full of magical atmosphere.

This is the symbol of Fort Saint Grant, a top school in the wizarding world.

"After Grey Felix left, the imperial army around here has become more and more rampant."

Inside the spacious and bright cabin of the airship.

A middle-aged gentleman wearing a gorgeous emerald green vest and a pocket watch on his chest is standing in front of the clear glass window, leaning on a cane, quietly overlooking everything happening on the ground below.

"Cape Verde is a colony seized by the United Kingdom, but this group of imperial people broke in without scruples. This is no different from provoking a war."

The middle-aged gentleman spoke with a heavy nasal tone, and his accent was quite similar to the airship under his feet, both of them were slow and leisurely. Although his words were full of disgust, the whole person seemed rather cold.

"If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't suppress these imperial people, how could the coward Grey leave?"

Someone next to the middle-aged man took over with a disdainful tone.

"He said that the family had important matters to deal with, so he was in a hurry to go back... Who would believe his nonsense?"

"The Felix family has indeed encountered some problems recently."

The middle-aged gentleman said while glancing at the hook-nosed man next to him who looked about 30 years old and had a long ponytail and black hair.

"Gray's son is your nephew, I think you should know better than me."

"Kevin..."

The ponytail man smiled noncommittally, and then seemed unwilling to talk about this topic, and said: "Guess who these imperial people are chasing?"

"A group of remnants of the Church of the Sun."

The middle-aged gentleman said this result without any guessing, obviously he had already learned the information.

"Most of them should belong to the Knights Hospitaller, and a small number belong to the Holy Chant House. They have been preaching in Cape Verde for many years and were recently discovered by the imperial people."

"How many people can there be?"

The ponytail man raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"The combined number of these imperial armies below is over ten thousand, right? Is it necessary to make such a big fuss to wipe out a group of remnants?"

"The core members of the Church of the Sun God should be less than a hundred."

The middle-aged gentleman pondered and said, "But there should be about two thousand followers following them, which is the number that can form combat effectiveness, not including the elderly and children."

"So, the imperial people are going to kill them all and do their best to encircle and suppress them without letting anyone go?"

"They have always been doing this." The middle-aged gentleman nodded in response.

The man with a ponytail frowned when he heard this, and opened his mouth to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he said nothing.

Then, looking at the dense "ants" on the ground below, he spat on the ground, and then left without looking back.

At the original place, the middle-aged gentleman in the emerald green vest turned his head to look at the back of his companion leaving, and said nothing.

After turning back, he looked down at everything happening on the ground below and fell into silence.

The teaching in Saint Grant Castle is not just staying in school and teaching theoretical knowledge.

After the students reach a certain grade, the school will organize people to take the students to some dangerous areas around the world for training.

The people in this airship belong to one of the training teams -

They were originally in a dark forest somewhere, conducting natural observations and field survival tests.

As a result, they encountered a group of lunatics from the Original Truth Church in the forest, and the two sides had a conflict.

Finally, for the safety of the students, they could only choose to leave by airship.

This is actually within the plan, because it will be time for new students to enter school soon.

At that time, the senior students who participated in the training in the airship will become the auxiliary lecturers of the new students.

So it is necessary to go back in advance to make preparations.

However, although it did not exceed expectations, leaving on one's own initiative and being forced to leave are two completely different things.

The previous companion was not in a good mood because of this.

Now, halfway through, they saw the Imperial Army barbarically breaking into the United Kingdom's colony and hunting down a group of old, weak and sick people. Of course, they would not be in a good mood.

Unfortunately, although they were not used to the Imperials' style, they could not do anything.

This was not because they were afraid of offending the Imperials, but because, at this moment, there were a large number of Imperial Air Forces "flying with them" around the airship...

Looking down, the middle-aged gentleman could see some small black dots vaguely existing in the airspace far away from the airship, like a hidden but deadly swarm of bees.

This is an experimental army called the Imperial Royal Engineer Aviation Battalion, which was established based on the flying brooms that have become increasingly popular in the wizarding world in the past two years.     It is highly maneuverable and very suitable for some assassination missions.

They are not approaching the airship now, and seem to be non-threatening.

However, if the people in the airship really dare to interfere with what is happening below, then the airship will be attacked and crashed. This kind of ending is imaginable.

"Barbaric imperial people..."

There are no less than two thousand fighters following the Church of the Sun God, and the number of soldiers' families following behind this group of people is more than ten thousand.

Thinking that a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled people will be strangled to death by the army below, and there will even be countless young and innocent children among them, the middle-aged gentleman frowned.

Because he was worried about the airship being attacked, he did not dare to move.

But he began to think about how to negotiate with the empire through the school after this incident, and ask these barbarians to do less such things in the future.

It's nothing to die a few people.

But if too many people die, especially too many children, it will affect the control of all wizards over the secular world.

…

On the other side, the ponytail man who left the window of the airship has walked into a relatively lively cabin.

After glancing at the young students who gathered here in twos and threes, he looked at a petite figure in the corner with her head buried in a pile of books.

“Don’t put your eyes so close to the book, Athena.”

The ponytail man walked over and knocked on the table, saying helplessly: “If your myopia increases, I won’t be able to explain to my brother when I go back.”

“It doesn’t affect anything.”

Before the petite figure who was reading a book spoke, a brown-haired young man with a slicked-back hair next to her suddenly spoke.

"Graham's Lady Chelsea was famous for her myopia in the wizarding world when she was young, but this did not affect her becoming a respected witch."

"Lady Chelsea's vision is different from that of normal people because of her family bloodline, but she is not myopic."

The man with a ponytail glared at the young man as he spoke, "Besides, why are you interrupting when we are talking?"

"You know that my cousin doesn't pay any attention to people when she reads."

The young man responded seriously, "If I don't respond to you, you can only stand here and be embarrassed."

"This is much better than hearing your voice."

The man with a ponytail snorted.

"To be honest, I'm already mourning for the new students you'll be in charge of teaching. It's really unfortunate for them to have a tutor like you."

"So why didn't you stay with Vice Dean Rhodes?"

The brown-haired young man changed the subject calmly and said, "Did you hear something you didn't like?"

"I just wanted to come over and tell my niece."

The man with a ponytail said meaningfully, "If her future husband is too thick-skinned, it will be as uncomfortable as a punch on cotton when they quarrel. So it's best not to target such a person as a spouse."

"Yes, this is what thick-skinned means." The young man nodded in agreement.

This response was simply speechless.

The man with a ponytail opened his mouth and wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks.

But before he could speak, the petite figure who had been reading a book before suddenly said something.

"They are praying."

While speaking, she looked up at the man with a ponytail and slowly pulled out a wand from her waist.

"Who is praying?"

The ponytail man was startled, "Besides, what are you doing with your wand?"

"Danger is coming."

The petite figure answered.

Before she finished speaking, the faces of the two men beside her changed.

But before they could make any move, a strong squeezing feeling suddenly came from the air around them, like countless ropes, instantly "entangled" them all over their bodies and made them unable to move at all!

The two were shocked.

Not only them, but also the other students in the cabin, including the petite figure who had issued the warning before, seemed to be instantly fixed, keeping their postures and motionless.

The situation was the same outside.

After the invisible restriction suddenly appeared, no matter the Imperial Air Force flying around or the huge number of land forces on the surface.

Even the white airship itself, which was slowly moving in the sky, all stopped abruptly on the spot!

Time seemed to stand still.

But it was not completely still.

The middle-aged gentleman in the green vest still stood in front of the airship window, leaning on his cane, unable to move.

But he could see with a look of horror that in the sky not far away, a large amount of sea of ​​clouds was gathering like being stirred, slowly rotating around a core location, and vaguely forming a vortex.

And in the depths of this vortex, a dazzling golden light had quietly emerged, and it was getting brighter and brighter!