Wizard: I want to be a top student

At the intersection of the Western Territory and the Southern Territory, in a hidden area outside the polar region, there is a small basin. A sun bird lives above the basin, and the light emitted by the bird illuminates everything in the basin.

There are fruit trees, water sources, mulberry fields, and a small town in the basin where people live and work in peace and contentment.

The town is inhabited by the Centaurs, who have disappeared in the eyes of the world. Behind the town is an ancient castle, in which live a group of Centaurs, the rulers of the town.

One day after Ivan touched the Seven Gods Mountain, the Centaurs in the castle noticed something unusual.

Soon, the chief of the Centaurs issued an order to summon the main members of the tribe to discuss this sudden event together.

"Father, mother, I wonder why you want me here?" Leowen is the son of the chief. He is young and rushed into the meeting hall. He asked.

He should have been called while playing, and his clothes were covered with dust and sweat.

"Leowen, where are your manners? Why don't you change into clean clothes first?" Seeing him being so reckless, the clan leader's wife reminded him.

"Okay, father, Elder Sol, I'll be back soon." Leowen smiled awkwardly.

"No need, just listen to me." The clan leader stopped him frankly, his face a little dark.

Seeing his serious expression, the clan leader's wife didn't dare to say anything more, but just winked at her son, asking him not to talk nonsense for a while, so as not to be scolded.

After a while, people arrived at the meeting hall one after another, including elders, guard leaders, affairs officers, etc., old and young, a total of more than 30 people.

Also included were the clan leader's other two daughters, one was Leowen's sister Angela, and the other was Leowen's sister Jonah.

Compared with Leowen, both the elder and the younger sister seemed much calmer.

"Elder Sol, please tell me the whole story in detail." The clan leader said to the elder sitting below.

"This morning, just half an hour ago, I went to the ancestral temple to worship my ancestors and found that the monument of the sacred mountain inside had moved. I hurriedly reported to the clan leader, and then the clan leader summoned you to discuss."

Sol knew that he had failed in his duty, and he did not dare to hide it, and he recounted the whole story truthfully.

"Elder, do you know the specific time when the movement occurred?"

"I don't know."

This is where he failed in his duty. He guarded the ancestral temple but failed to find the movement in time.

"Elder Sol is old, so it is inevitable that he will be a little negligent."

"Yes, yes, the ancestral temple has been the same for decades, and there will be no changes. No wonder Elder Sol."

"What will happen if the monument of the sacred mountain moves?"

Below the hall, others can't help but speak well of Elder Sol, and there are also young people who don't understand, and whisper to ask the elders about the inside story of the monument of the sacred mountain.

All this fell into the eyes of clan leader Tanli, who frowned and hit the table next to him heavily with his fist.

The meeting hall became quiet again.

"You all know that the sacred mountain is related to our core heritage and the hope for the rise of our Centaurs. I don't need to emphasize the importance of the sacred mountain.

No matter what, the sacred mountain cannot be lost.

There is something wrong with the sacred mountain now. We must arrange people to check it out and ensure the safety of the heritage. Who of you is willing to volunteer to go to the ancestral land?"

Seeing that some of the tribe members were hesitant, the tribe leader Tanli simply went straight to the point.

After these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall was terribly quiet. Many people lowered their heads, fearing that they would be called by the tribe leader.

The situation in the hall made the tribe leader Tanli's face darker.

"Speak." After a moment, he had to speak again.

"Tribal leader, it's not that we don't want to, but there are Centaurs hunters outside. Once we leave, we will never come back. It's really embarrassing." Someone complained, he was also an elderly elder.

"Yes, yes, so many of us went out before, and no one ever came back."

"Those bastards are so hateful that they blocked our way out."

"We live well here, so why bother with the disturbances outside? If it were up to me, we should just destroy the monument of the sacred mountain. It would be better to not see it and not be bothered by it."

Some people took the lead in shirking responsibility, and the others were no longer silent. They talked about the dangers outside, as well as their own concerns and opinions.

Some even suggested destroying the monument that was closely connected to the sacred mountain, and living behind closed doors from then on.

The chief Tanli listened to everything in the hall, and felt sad. He thought about how powerful the Centaurs were in the past, and how many warriors there were in the tribe. Now, all he could see were cowards.

He waved his hand weakly downwards.

Seeing this, many Centaurs felt relieved and quickly left the hall, wishing they had more legs. Some young people were unwilling, but were dragged away by their elders.

In a flash, only eight people were left in the hall, including Tanli's family of five.

"Elder Thor, why don't you leave?" After a pause, Tanli calmed down.

"My old bones have not moved for a long time, and I am willing to go out for a walk." Thor said seriously with a wrinkled face.

"Father, I am willing to go too." Angela, the eldest daughter of the patriarch, said immediately.

"Father, let me go." Leowen said.

Seeing that the youngest Jonah was also ready to join in the fun, Tanli waved his hand and asked everyone to follow him to the ancestral hall to take a look.

The ancestral hall was brightly lit, and rows of jars could be seen inside. The jars were actually carved with the hoofs of the centaurs themselves, and they contained the ashes of the ancestors of the centaurs.

A group of people came to the hall, and were hit by the cold atmosphere in the hall. The youngest Qiao Na couldn't help but shudder.

"Angela, do you know why we burn the dead to ashes?" Tanli asked.

"Isn't it a tradition of our clan?" Leo Owen answered. After saying this, Tanli gave him a sharp look, making him shrink back involuntarily.

"Because if the bones are buried in the soil, there is a high probability that they will reactivate and become a 'centaur hunter', just like what happened in our clan's cemetery long ago." Angela said solemnly.

"This - how is this possible? Father, this can't be true." Upon hearing this, Leo Owen's first reaction was disbelief.

"Leo Owen, you have grown up. It's time to tell you the truth. Angela's words are the truth." Tanli said with a sigh:

"The reason why we blocked the way out is that there was a problem in the tribe outside. The corpses of our ancestors in the cemetery turned into hunters one after another, specifically hunting us centaurs.

Since then, the lost tribesmen have never been able to return to the earth. "

These words came from his father's mouth, Leo Owen had to believe it, and his father's next words were even more unacceptable to him.

"Angela, my father is seriously injured, Leo Owen is the next clan leader, and Joanna is still young. I hope you can take on this important responsibility, lead a team to the ancestral land, and properly handle the affairs of the sacred mountain."

"I understand, Father."

Angela seemed to have expected it and agreed with a calm face.

"If nothing can be done - remember to come back safely."

"good."

The lights in the ancestral hall flickered slightly, and Tanli couldn't bear to look at his eldest daughter, but he didn't see the movement in the depths of Angela's eyes.

Three days later, the passage to the outside world was reopened. A nine-person centaur team entered the battle lightly, and left this paradise illuminated by the sun amidst the farewells of only a few people.

The figure was quickly swallowed up by darkness.