I'm not a magician

After all, it was three years of separation. Although the relationship would not fade away so quickly, they didn't know where to start chatting for a while through the deep gully of time.

Seeing that it was getting late, Brandon stood up and put the broad sword behind his back: "There are still some remaining wild beasts in the snow mountain. I will work with the expeditionary army to get rid of them. You can go back with peace of mind. The snow field will be handed over to us." alright."

Ji Chi nodded and sent him outside the tent.

The night sky tonight was as clear as water, and there was rarely a blizzard today, and the bright and round moon hung in the sky, illuminating the corpse of the beast god clearly.

After the last wave of tides, the corpse of the Beast God was only supported by a white skeleton, and the winding white bones were covered with a layer of white snow. Except that it was a little shorter, it was no different from the original Beast God Peak.

He was alone in the tent again.

Ji Chi pulled back his chair, sat back at the table, and watched the magic sword quietly.

For this sword, he has some vague ideas, but more clues need him to go back to St. Terry to find...

Go back tomorrow.

Ji Chi suppressed the inexplicable tension in his heart, blew out the kerosene lamp at the corner of the table, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, he went to the military tent to say goodbye to Sylvia and the others. Sylvia stopped him and handed him a simple but heavy scabbard.

She said: "Thank you again for saving the entire snow field. I don't know what I can repay you, but I have prepared this for you."

"I wanted to pick a precious sword for you." Sylvia moved her gaze behind him, "But, you seem to have already made a choice—it must be very important to you, right?"

Looking at the dilapidated magic sword, Sylvia did not show any contempt in her eyes. She looked directly into Ji Chi's eyes again: "Long swords are like people, and appearance does not represent everything. The only thing that can make it shine is wielding it." The will of the swordsman, so they are also called the souls of warriors."

Sylvia bent her eyes and smiled: "Your soul must be very dazzling."

Ji Chi was taken aback, as if he understood something, he took off the sword on his back, stroked the red crack in the middle, and slowly inserted it into the brand new scabbard.

"Thank you for the gift. I just need it very much." Ji Chi smiled at Sylvia. Before he left, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "By the way, I need your help with something."

Sylvia clenched her saber tightly and said solemnly: "Please tell me, the expeditionary force is willing to sacrifice their lives for you at any time."

Ji Chi laughed: "It's not a big deal. It's just that there is a group of people in the snow mountain. They call themselves the Snow Wolf Clan. They have been sticking to the rift below the Beast God Peak to protect the snow field. If you meet them, please take care of them. After all... They've never seen the world beyond the fort."

Sylvia didn't quite understand: "Outside the fortress?"

"That's the story of another group of people. When you meet them, if you are interested, you can listen to their life in another 'inside the fortress'." Ji Chi waved her hand, "There is nothing else, I'm leaving, I hope The beast god blesses the expeditionary army."

Sylvia opened her mouth and said in a low voice, "Well, the beast god will protect you too."

The way back was sent by the wolf king to send Ji Chi off.

The wolf king carried Ji Chi galloping in the world of ice and snow, crossing the small mounds of snow rabbits, the bleak birch forest, and camps in the wilderness.

The wolf king is the ruler of ice and snow. The blizzard will not affect their journey, but it will help them travel with the wind.

Ji Chi admired the gorgeous ice dragon dance several times on the wolf king's back, and the royal city of the Norse Empire was just around the corner.

The wolf king stopped not far from the city wall. It would cause a sensation in the king's city, but it would hinder Ji Chi's return.

Ji Chi slid off the wolf king's smooth fur, and he raised his hand to touch the tip of the wolf king's nose: "Goodbye, I will come to the north to see you again."

The wolf king snorted softly, his silver pupils were full of reluctance.

"Don't worry, other people's misunderstandings about you will disappear soon, they actually love you very much." Ji Chi said, and smiled with raised eyebrows, "Also, wait a little longer, I seem to know how to make you feel better." He's back."

Hearing this, the wolf king opened his eyes wide and looked at him in surprise.

However, Ji Chi didn't explain any further. He put his index finger in front of his lips, made a secret gesture, waved at the wolf king, and walked towards the teleportation circle in the city.

The light of the teleportation array flickered on and off. After a short period of dizziness, he opened his eyes again, and a colorful world completely different from the pale snowfield came into view.

The central street of Saint-Terry King City is much more prosperous than it was three years ago, with various races and occupations passing through the street. Although the layout of the shops is the same as three years ago, the pedestrians passing by have changed a lot.

Ji Chi saw a lot of plainly dressed civilians shuttling through various professional shops, and many dark creatures walking swaggeringly on the streets in the morning. No one would stop them, and no one would throw any strange looks at them.

Watching this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, Ji Chi stepped out of the teleportation array, and the moist and warm wind blew on his face like a ball of warm cotton wool.

The windy season in the north corresponds to the summer in Saint-Terry. Ji Chi took off his thick windbreaker and tucked the hem of his shirt into his waist before he stepped out of the teleportation formation.

He has grown a lot taller in the past three years. Under the high-intensity combat training, his height has even broken through the 1.8 meters in the previous world, and he is now working hard towards 1.8 meters five.

The sudden height of his body made his previous trousers a little short, revealing his slender ankles and half of his slender calf. The skin that had been covered for three years was smooth and fair, like a piece of warm and flawless jade.

Walking on the central street, Ji Chi passed Bud's staff shop. He saw a few customers in the shop, but he didn't see Bud and Chloe. He hesitated for a while, but finally didn't go in. .

He went straight to the gate of the Magic Academy, and before he even stepped into the gate, a wall of magical wind suddenly erected in front of him.

Ji Chi was taken aback, dug out a small matter from his memory, and looked at his chest clearly.

The badge of the School of Magic on his chest has lost its luster at some point, and there is not much magic power left inside, leaving only a dull metal shell.

In order to prevent others from entering the magic academy, students need to re-inject magic power into the magic badge every year, so that students can enter and leave the academy smoothly.

Fortunately, the level of this barrier was not high, and it happened to be within the range of Ji Chi's magic immunity. He looked around and saw no one noticed him, so he quickly passed through the wind wall.

At the moment he crossed the wind wall, Harvey paused his fingers correcting the document. He raised his eyes to look in the direction of the gate of the courtyard, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.

"What are you talking about? I'm stupid to laugh?" Harvey heard the movement next to him, and squinted at the owl on the shelf.

The owl cooed innocently.

"That must be your illusion, where did I laugh? Why did I laugh? I don't even have a headache when I get back from that trouble." Harvey said stiffly, and then glanced at the owl, "Go, go! Hurry up and put your child on the ground Pack the feathers, he's coming soon."

When Ji Chi knocked on the door of Harvey's office, the dean's office was neat and bright, and it was the owl that gave Harvey an inexplicable look of contempt.

"Long time no see, Dean Harvey." Ji Chi greeted him freely, and sat down on the chair in front of his desk.

Harvey was still correcting the documents, pretending to be very calm: "Well, you're back."

Ji Chi watched suspiciously as he corrected a piece of blank parchment for a long time, but didn't pay much attention, and said directly: "The fate of the wolf king has changed, it won't die again, and Xueyuan will also be free from disaster. "

Harvey's eyes paused, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up again: "Yes."

Maybe because I realized that my reaction was too cold, I added an extra compliment: "You did a good job."

Ji Chi didn't come here to brag about his achievements, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "What do you think Godhead is?"

Harvey raised his head to look at him, and there was a trace of blankness in his eyes. He finally put down the blank document in his hand, leaned back on the chair, looked at the bookshelf full of classics in front of him, and said softly: "I think It is more like a right, a law, and a part of the world."

"Sorry, this is really difficult to define, and I can't describe it well." Harvey said helplessly, even the god of knowledge will encounter problems that are difficult to find the answer to.

Ji Chi shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and then asked: "Then the god has fallen, where will he go?"

Harvey thought for a while: "Actually, God transcends the law of life and death. Logically speaking, He is eternal. He coexists with Godhead. As long as Godhead is immortal and rights last forever, God will return to the world one day."

Ji Chi seemed to be relieved, his mood that had been heavy all the time seemed to brighten up, and he finally showed a relaxed smile.

He turned back and took off the magic sword on his back, put it in front of Harvey, and asked him: "Can you help me see, is there a [Power] godhead in this red crack?"

Harvey showed a surprised expression, and he slowly took off the scabbard, revealing the rusty magic sword.

He stroked the crack on it, the more he touched it, the more frightened he became, his eyes widened and he said, "I think I have to take back what I said just now, gods can be killed...you're right, this sword does exist yet Dissipated godhead power, the attack of this kind of power is enough to make another godhead collapse."

Harvey looked carefully again: "However, its power is still too small to fight against a complete godhead. If it can be stronger..."

"I see." Ji Chi interrupted him, "I know what to do."

He stepped forward to take back the magic sword, and said to Harvey who still wanted to continue to study: "I will come back to you when I go back to do an experiment and succeed."

"However." Ji Chi frowned suddenly, "There is one more serious problem."

Harvey withdrew his reluctant gaze, was taken aback by his serious expression, and asked nervously, "What?"

Ji Chi said, "What about my student status? I won't have to repeat a grade again, right?"

Harvey panted heavily, glanced at him speechlessly, bent down and took out a magic bag from the cabinet beside the table and threw it to him: "Take it, take it! I prepared it for you two years ago...but it's not Thinking about it, I will wait until today to give it to you."

Ji Chi opened the magic bag and took a look. Inside was a set of soft and tough navy blue uniform. On the uniform lay a gold-red badge. The small badge gathered the patterns of seven professions, which looked sacred and solemn.

That symbolizes the top school in St. Terry, the school directly under the seven vocational branches - St. Terry Combat Academy.

Harvey smiled at him: "Oh, I forgot to say, your class has not changed, and the people you are looking for are there. And...they miss you very much."