before he was crowned king

"How could it be?" Sean said with a relaxed tone, waving his hands, "I remember very clearly, because Professor Udyr called the roll call in that class. By the way, it's getting late, I have to rush to the next class Class is over, please give me this note after you have finished transcribing it."

"Could it really be that I made a mistake?" Kaisen gritted his teeth in annoyance. He wanted to deceive the young man's concealment with words, but the result was fruitless.

After leaving the classroom, Sean's footsteps slowed down, and his expression was slightly gloomy.He was watching Kaisen, and Kaisen was watching him.Although he had envisioned the possibility of the other party testing him in advance, he did not expect this suspicion to come so quickly.

If it is assumed according to time, perhaps that night, when he returned to the Rose Hall, Kaisen might have noticed his presence.

Someone bumped into him head-on, Sean stepped back slightly, and the book and pen fell to the ground.

Before he could bend down, the man in the same black school uniform had already packed up everything on the ground.

Sean shook hands while standing there watching the man's movements. When he saw the raised red spot on the other's wrist, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't see the way clearly." The man packed the things and handed them back to Sean's hands, his voice didn't fluctuate like a flat line.

"It's okay." Sean said softly, his eyes once again passed the wrist that the man had just exposed, and turned away calmly.

The raised red dot on the wrist is a special sign, which means the trusted subjects of the gods.If a civilian with outstanding talent is selected by the Holy See of Light and promoted to a priest, then such a miracle will appear on him.

The man's movement just now was very clever, deliberately collided head-on, and at the same time paralyzed his arm for an instant before recovering.The purpose of the whole move was not to target him personally, but to randomly check the belongings of different people.

It seems that the actions of the Bright Holy See and the Academy have not stopped in places he does not know.A manhunt like this casting a net also shows that they believe that the lost property and the thief are still in the college.

Search or not, this matter has nothing to do with Sean.The God Core was placed in Helaier's place, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be accused of stealing. The only person who needed to be concerned was the sub-orc man, who was a restless pawn.

Sean didn't want to intervene in this matter for the time being, but he set a deadline in his heart.If within this time limit, the Holy See and the academy still can't catch Kaisen, then he will push the whole matter to come to an end.

These people who engraved their intentions on their actions were not enough to bother him.For Sean, apart from the unknown, nothing is unsolvable.

However, what is known is always small compared to the unknown, and Sean never felt that he could stand invincible.The world is huge, things are complicated, and human beings are changeable.Sean would go out and search people's hearts on purpose, but he actually didn't like to do it.Some people think outside the box and do things without any basis, and trying to figure out what these people do on a whim is a waste of time.Just like His Royal Highness Mars, Sean has temporarily classified him into this category of people.

Mars sat at the table. He rolled the parchment in his hand into a roll, tied it with a narrow strip of leather, and finally took out his personal wax to seal it.

Lambert brought a cup of steaming black tea and placed it on the upper right corner of the table, "There is an urgent message in the palace. The queen is very concerned about the theft."

"Are you concerned? I thought so too, but now it seems that it's not all the case." Mars handed the parchment to Lambert, "The current search deployment is a little too gentle."

"Because there are a large number of students in the college, the principal does not agree to take more direct and effective actions. It is a decision between the two parties after a long debate to let the gods come in to investigate secretly," Lambert said.

"Usually, the college's rights are ignored, but this time it unexpectedly abides by the bottom line." Mars smiled, "The principal really measures himself by the standard of a wise man."

"But such aimless actions are too inefficient," Lambert shook his head. "If this continues, when will we report the results to Her Majesty? If it takes too long, the Queen will blame—"

"What if this is the result Her Majesty wants?" Mars raised the black tea to his lips, "In this matter, there is a gap between our information and the college's. What is that thing? The Holy Court Why is it so important? What is the Queen's purpose in entrusting the thing to the Academy for safekeeping? What is the Academy using this thing to study? Is there a secret agreement between the Queen and the Academy? Lambert, we seem to have the core of the Academy, but We still don't know the real key."

"Your Highness..." Lambert knelt on one knee in fear.

"You know what that means?"

Lambert didn't dare to speak. He had followed him for many years and could discern the anger hidden in His Highness's tone.

"I still can't be trusted by my mother, and she chose to avoid me throughout the whole incident." Mars clenched his hands tightly where Lambert could not see, "I am still the one who is not valued."

"Your Highness, I am incompetent." Lambert said with his head bowed.

"No, none of this has anything to do with you. Lambert, get up." Mars's face has long since returned to the aristocratic and elegant calm, "By the way, is anyone here to visit these days?"

Lambert froze for a moment, "No one has come."

"This is the first time I haven't received a reply for so long." Mars suddenly chuckled, "Next, I won't receive rejection for the first time in my life."

Only then did Lambert understand what Mars meant.

"Perhaps, my invitation is not sincere enough?" Mars' tone was unclear.

"Your Highness, it is a great grace for you to invite that commoner." Lambert's voice was a little excited, "It's because he doesn't know how to cherish it. You shouldn't indulge him like this."

"It's okay, I've always been tolerant to capable people." Mars raised his eyelids and said lightly, "For example, you, Lambert."

Lambert's body trembled slightly, and a chill crept up his spine. Only then did he realize that he was actually denying His Highness Mars' decision, "Sorry, Your Highness, I lost my composure just now."

"Send a small gift to our Sean Miller." His Royal Highness Mars said, "I hope he can understand my heart like you."

Sean stood at the door of the Rose Pavilion.A group of uniformly dressed people walked past him carrying huge leather boxes, as if they were going to transport these things to the room on the top floor.

"Xion, come here." Professor Nick poked his head out from upstairs, with an expression of uncontrollable excitement on his face.

Sean was slightly stunned, and followed those people into the room.

This is Professor Nick's alchemy laboratory. In the middle stands a high platform with a non-operating furnace on it. The floor is covered with a thin layer of blankets, surrounded by bookcases, and the only ventilation openings are diamond-shaped windows on the wall. But now it has been sealed by three wooden strips.There is a long exaggerated square wooden table placed against the wall, and there are countless bottles and cans on it.

"Everything is put here, be careful, there are many fragile materials inside!" Professor Nick directed these people to put the box in the place he prescribed, "Handle it with care! Some substances inside are very active, I don't know Knowing whether the storage method inside is the best, if the turbulence is too severe, it may provide you with a rare experience of contacting a thermal explosion."

"Professor, what are these?" Sean asked.

"Research materials donated by the royal family." The white-bearded old man pointed at them one by one, looking like a miser, "Those boxes are rare plants, these boxes are basic metal materials, and there are several kinds of brilliant materials. Stone minerals... By the way, there are a few boxes over there for you."

"For me?" Sean was a little surprised.

"Ah, it was given to you by His Majesty Mars." Professor Nick nodded with relief, "There are still people in this empire who understand the principles of talent cultivation."

A list was pasted on the box. Sean glanced at it and found that all of them were extremely expensive alchemy materials.And on the back of a list, he saw a line of clear italic writing.

【I hope you like this late surprise. 】

"Professor, these things are a bit expensive." Sean asked, "Should we accept them like this?"

"Why not? Alchemy, as the name suggests, we are refining gold. They give us materials, and we extract more valuable things. Their business is very good." Professor Nick shrugged, "And these are from the royal treasury Money. Instead of leaving it for maggots to eat and drink, let us do something meaningful in the world."

What Professor Nick said makes sense.The money in Sean's hands is only enough for daily expenses. If he wants to continue studying alchemy in the academy, he really needs such a batch of expensive materials.

This surprise was so well presented, it seems that this persevering Highness has investigated everything he could.

Professor Nick cherishes these alchemy materials very much. He even has a large cowhide book five or six inches thick to record the purchase and use of each material. These dense records are the result of decades of continuous research, and there are many more in it. Inferring calculations, Sean was attracted by the above content just by looking at it.

"Stinky boy, who gave you permission to read my records."

"I'm sorry, Professor." Sean suddenly came back to his senses, and only then realized that his behavior was too offensive, and sincerely apologized, "The theory I just saw, I—"

"Do you really want to see it?" The old man stroked his beard, and his eyes flashed.

Sean froze for a moment, then honestly said, "Yes."

"If you are willing to be my apprentice, I will keep this notebook for you, how about it?"

"I am willing to study with you, but are you... serious?" Sean's voice rarely hesitated. The value of this notebook cannot be measured by money. It contains Professor Nick's decades of exploration in the field of alchemy.How many people in this world are willing to hand over the fruits of their decades of hard work to others.

"Of course, this is the inheritance of knowledge." Professor Nick patted Sean on the shoulder, "You are still young, in terms of alchemy, I hope you can go further. Come on, let me show you something, this It's the real reason the royal family is throwing money at us."

"I've titled this study: The Annihilation of Magic."