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For this situation, Charlotte didn't know what to say.

For some reason, he always felt that Kallen seemed to hate Lungominyard very much, and the latter had the same attitude towards the former. The two hardly concealed their mutual rejection of each other's existence.

This weird atmosphere remained the same even when the elevator landed and the four of them walked out.

"Have you two had enough trouble?"

Sensing that the people in this airport were looking at this place with strange eyes, especially most of them were concentrated on her body, Charlotte's scalp tingled for a while.

So he whispered to Kallen.

"I didn't sleep at all last night, nothing happened."

"...I know." Caroline muttered. "But this is out of the dignity of the palace, and I will never give in to this vixen." As she spoke, she gave Lungomigniad a hard look.

"It's your size!" Charlotte's face froze, and she stretched out her hand and flicked a finger on Kallen's forehead. "Don't forget, where is this place? I don't want temple gossip and gossip flying around."

"Ah huh." Caroline covered her forehead, pouted, and looked at Charlotte pretending to be dissatisfied. "I don't care."

"Hehe, but I care."

Rungomigniad smiled faintly, glanced at Kallen, and then suddenly leaned towards Charlotte, directly stretched out his hand to wrap his right hand around his chest, and gave Kallen a provocative look .

"You." Seeing this scene, Karen narrowed her eyes slightly, and then hugged Charlotte's left hand unwillingly.

"Hey, you two let me go."

"That's not okay, Master." Lungominyard said with a smile. "As a follower, I can't turn a blind eye to the provocations of a certain little girl."

"Hey." Karen looked at Lungominiad with a sneer. "Who is provoking whom, vixen, don't you have any idea?"

"I only saw a little girl who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and was jealous here."

"Really? Then why did I see a female fox entering the breeding period. It's here to hook up!"

Since they had no intention of lowering their voices at all, most people in the airport could hear them clearly, so their eyes became even more strange.

In particular, most of the people around were young and beautiful girls in their teens. The way they looked at Charlotte made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Stop messing around, Kallen." Anjie said at this time. "This is the academy, stop being ashamed and set up negative teaching materials for your younger generations."

"And Miss Lungominiad, please don't continue to make trouble with Karen."

"Ahem, I don't have one." Karen said dissatisfied. "Obviously it's all her fault..."

"You've made the robbing man fair and aboveboard, no one can see it." An Jie said in a low voice. "Didn't you feel the eyes around you?"

"Um." Reminded by this, Karen subconsciously looked around, and received a lot of gossip.

So, he had to let go of Charlotte's arm, and then gave Rungomignard a hard look.

But the latter smiled faintly, glanced sideways at the former, and then let go of Charlotte's other arm.

"Ugh."

After the two women let go of their hands, although the surrounding eyes were still dazzling, Charlotte was relieved a little, but still a little uncomfortable.

After walking out of the airport in the middle of the lake, a spacious bridge appeared in front of it, linking the airport and the large Gothic buildings on the other side of the lake.

Walk along the bridge, and after walking for about ten minutes, passed through a large arch, and came to the opposite side of the bridge.

Looking around, beautiful buildings are located in front of them. On the clean and tidy streets, from time to time, a few girls in white school uniforms walk by while talking.

On the side of the road extending in all directions, there are blooming flowers, bronze street lamps, and further away, there are fountains, gardens, street pavilions...

"Welcome to Saint Freya Academy."

Kallen said to Charlotte.

"Is this the Saint Freya College?"

"Of course, the academy under the name of the Church of Destiny is also one of the few places in the Federation where various supernatural powers are openly taught in the classroom." Karen said. "It's also one of the few in the entire Federation—a girls' school."

"In the entire college, except for a very few jobs, the rest are all in charge of women."

"...So, is it really good for me, a boy, to just walk in from the front of the female school?"

"Don't worry, it's fine." Caroline replied. "Because I am the head of the school here!"

"Dean?" Charlotte looked at Karen in surprise.

"Hmph, that's right, don't let you think why I can get a military airship with money?!" Karen laughed triumphantly.

"Well, you don't need to pay attention to her." An Jie suddenly opened her mouth to break the stage. "She's just a mascot here."

Chapter 258 Replica of 'Ragnarok'

I don’t know if it’s because of tradition, but whenever there are some shady things, when some people who are also shady gather together to discuss, they will always be in a secret, dark, and shady room.

And in a certain secret room in a certain city, some dark shadows that cannot be seen are gathering together.

They are all dressed up like the evil wizards in various folk tales. Everyone is wearing black woolen robes that hang down to the ground, and their faces are tightly covered by hoods.

Under the light of the candles on the table in the center, the shadows were drawn long and long, like ferocious ghosts.

Without speaking, it is impossible to tell whether they are male or female, and perhaps judging from the voice, because it is not absurd to pretend to be another person's voice in this world.

Of course, it is certain that they are gathered here for a reason.

"Now, is everyone gathered together?"

A person in a black robe with a white star in the center, a red helix twisting counterclockwise from the center, and a person with eight red spheres on the helix, took the lead in making a harsh sound like scratching glass Said.

The answer to this person was a series of 'hmm', some of these answers were young, some were calm, some were melodious, some were hoarse, and then formed a weak echo in this room.

"Our people's plan in Skyrim has failed." The person who spoke first continued. "Although the existence of the Eye of Magnus was confirmed, they failed to bring it back."

"It's normal." Someone replied. "To plan something with the Nord barbarian, you have to be prepared for the failure of the plan... After all, no matter how many years have passed, the barbarian is always just a barbarian." The man stretched out his hand from under his robe and pointed to his head. "You know, from a genetic point of view, they have congenital deficiencies here."

After the man's voice fell, laughter began to sound.

"That's right, when working with mindless savages, one must be prepared for the failure of the plan." The person who spoke first nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

"But supporting that barbarian named Ulfric is to let him act as a cover so as not to arouse the vigilance of the Federation... In fact, this is very successful."

"There is no large-scale investigation conducted in secret, which proves that the Federation still has not set its sights on us 'lost dogs'."

"Then should I applaud?" You asked.

"Of course, why not?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After making a humorous joke, the laughter died down quickly.

"According to Afilo's prophecy spell, the Eye of Magnus has been brought back to St. Freya Academy by the Man of Destiny—carried out by Kallen Kaslana herself."

Hearing this name, there was a little commotion in the crowd, some were surprised, some were resentful, and some were indifferent.

"Quiet."

The person who spoke knocked on the table with a palm that only had bones left. The commotion in the crowd seemed to be concerned about this person, and soon stopped.

"It's not as serious as you imagined. According to the intelligence of my surviving subordinates, she is not in an 'awakened' state now, but now she is just a slightly stronger legendary paladin + legendary priest."

Hearing this sentence, there were sighs of gratitude from the crowd.

I don't know why, just a name makes them react so violently.

"This means that our conversation here will not be heard." A man with a silver scepter on a black robe asked.

"Of course, my old friend."

"So, Tam, my former enemy and now my friend."

The man continued.

"With the Eye of Magnus, our plan can go ahead, but now, it's gone, can you tell us what to do now?"

"Yes, Black Rod, based on our friendship for many years." The man who was called Tam replied. "We just need to find a good opportunity to enter St. Freya College..."

"Tam, are you crazy?" the man called Black Rod yelled. "In a...no, I mean, you're going to court death, don't pull me."

"Don't be nervous, Black Rod." Tam stretched out his skeleton hand and pressed it in midair. "She who is not 'awakened' cannot hear you calling her by her name directly."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if it's 'awakened'. If you join forces, even weak divine powers that haven't fallen can forcibly blast away the kingdom of God. You don't necessarily need to worry about a 'saint'."

"So, Tam, can you talk about your confidence?" asked another.

"Yes, as far as I know, St. Freya College is just a college."

"what do you mean?"

"Yes, a college doesn't need too many people. After all, this is not the era we used to be. It doesn't need an adventure group of five people, and it doesn't need to be strictly guarded." Tam said. "So, the college is just a college, even if there is a research institution, it's nothing more than that."

"...What are you going to do?" Someone asked again. "It is impossible to use the portal to take away the Eye of Magnus. Even if it succeeds, it will be difficult to leave."

"Yes, but we can start the ceremony on the spot."

"You mean it's a risky move to be directly under her nose."

"But enough to surprise."

"That doesn't convince me—tell us your confidence, Tam, you're not the type to take risks."

"Of course, I'm not the great sage of Shadow Valley in the past, I'm just a Tuo Lei...a mage who is sinister, despicable, and respects money and power."

Tam pressed the table with two skeleton arms, and said to everyone present word by word.

"We managed to create a replica of 'Ragnarok'."

"what!"

"This is impossible."

"What a joke."

Tam's words, like a dropped bomb, detonated instantly.

All kinds of voices of questioning, clamor, and noise, one after the other, erupted in a blink of an eye.

"Tam, you're lying!" Someone exclaimed, with a wordless sense of fear in his tone. "A copy of 'Ragnarok'...it's sacrilege, it's sacrilege."

"No, it's not blasphemy," Tamm denied.

"No, damn it, you're blasphemy... You were a blasphemer in the past, and it's the same now hundreds of years later, damn it, damn it."

"Idiot, it's magic."

"Oh no, you're just..."

"That's enough, shut up, idiot." Tam, who really couldn't stand the other party's doubts, raised his hand and pointed at the person who had been questioning him.

"Ahh." The person who questioned him let out a scream instantly, fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

In an instant, the room fell silent.

"Who else wants to question." Tam looked at the crowd and raised his hand to open a portal.

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me."

After speaking, he turned and stepped into the door.

Chapter 259 The Terrorists Who Organized a Group

Strong muscles, a burly figure, and a blood-like red mark on the pale skin.

Although his eyes are closed tightly, and his whole body is sealed in a huge amber crystal, there are countless blue-purple magic runes around the crystal to form a circle of seals.

But when everyone passed through the portal and saw this person with their own eyes, they all felt an aura of savagery and rage enveloped them, as if they would be torn to pieces in the next moment.

"." The man in the black robe with the silver scepter logo, called the black rod, stared at the figure sealed in the crystal, and said dryly. "Tam, you're... crazy, all crazy, all crazy."

"I'm not crazy, it's the world that's gone crazy." Tam walked to the side of Black Rod, staring at the beast imprisoned in the 'cage' in front of him, his hoarse voice suddenly rose. "This is a masterpiece... Although they are hostile to the Federation, they have to admit that they have indeed thrown us old antiques by a dozen blocks in terms of concept."

"Look, Black Rod—this is a perfect masterpiece, in the realm of magic, a masterpiece that reaches the realm of God."

"Use magic, wisdom, and knowledge to unlock the secrets of divine power and the code of the gods, and this is the final work in front of you."

"Tam, Szass Tam, you are the same as before, you have never changed." Black Rod said dryly. "What you are doing is blasphemy... Mortals should not peep into the realm of the gods, it will only bring disaster."

"Come on, Kelben-Black Rod."

Tam stretched out his hand and pulled down the hood on the black robe, revealing a skull, with faint soul fire flickering in his eye sockets—he was a lich.