Currently, the wizards from Golden Academy and the Court Wizards from Blue Castle have clear divisions of labor.
The Court Wizards are mainly in charge of resource recovery, preparing logistics, and security work.
Claiming to have thirty thousand wizards, Golden Academy has decentralized its forces, engaging in fire-fighting and disaster relief across the nation under the leadership of various official Wizard-Level mentors.
The main force is concentrated on the battlefield against the Crow-men.
Whereas, the wizard forces responsible for resisting the magic tide are primarily led by wizards of different races, such as Theresa.
Originally, Lin Suo thought she would return, but unexpectedly, she was still fighting in Dan Dong’s territory.
As soon as Lin Suo arrived, he saw a red-skinned, bull-headed magical creature about seven or eight meters tall, wielding a huge column, furiously pounding on the eggshell-like protective shield.
Judging by its status, its combat power had at least reached Middle Grade Wizard levels.
Inside the protective shield.
Theresa and two men and one woman were collectively channeling their magic power to support the functioning of the protective shield.
Their sweat-covered faces indicated it was quite a struggle to maintain it.
Lin Suo lifted his right hand.
He whispered softly, "Lightning Divine Blade!"
A thunderbolt sphere appeared on his fingertip, a fleeting glimmer of dark death. Zzzap—
Blue-black lightning instantly pierced through the forehead of the bull-headed creature.
Followed by a thunderous boom.
This monster, comparable in strength to a Middle Grade Wizard, perished in an instant at his hand, falling to the ground with a mournful cry.
The destructive power of the Power of Dark Star was indeed off the charts.
It also granted Lin Suo an immense destructive power that was not restricted by any level.
In contrast, his speed and defense were much less impressive.
Theresa wiped the sweat from her forehead, the intense pressure instantly dissipated, and a faint smile quietly emerged.
Lin Suo had just landed and was about to reply.
But then he saw another male elf instructor from the academy speaking in a displeased tone.
"Hey, are you Rhein?"
Their team consisted of four people, two men and two women.
Made up of a mix of elves and humans, the ones reprimanding him were another man and woman, seemingly a couple.
Instructors from the Life Transformation School, Du Mu and Jiu Yi.
He had crossed paths with them before—they were young Second Ring wizards in their twenties, having recently graduated.
Presumably, they were also here for the points from the demon hunting competition.
Lin Suo raised his hand, preventing Du Mu from continuing to speak.
His gaze turned to the male High Elf.
He didn’t expect that so early in his career of showing off, he would encounter a scenario of being slapped in the face by a lesser creature.
"Pardon me for asking, but who might you be?"
"Hmph, listen carefully."
"I am the son of the Hortensia family, Viscount Cres Hortensia, the main instructor of Plant System witchcraft at Golden Academy."
Somewhat impressive, but not by much.
This guy was on par with Lin Suo when he first entered the academy, except he had a small family backing him.
His strength had just stepped into that of a First Ring Wizard, far below Theresa’s.
After seriously listening, Lin Suo responded with a question.
"Do you know who I am?"
"A fame-seeking impostor, who doesn’t know you, eh? The founder of Magic Rune Study, the father of the Evolution Core, if you’re so capable why don’t you serve the Royal Family!"
This Cres must have been egged on by his peers.
Just like before the crossing.
The internet was mocking the casual and rebellious actions of the post-2000 generation at work.
In reality, while others treated it as a joke, some took it seriously.
The outspoken one gets pushed down.
Naturally, by standing out, one can test the superior’s thoughts and adjust their own status to strive for further progress.
And the outspoken one who gets boosted, what have they lost, only they would know.
Here, the same principle applies.
Nothing more than noticing the Evolution Core in Maquire’s hands, coveting the more advanced technology he holds, and wanting it for themselves.
Cres was just the most insignificant of such outspoken individuals.
"Let’s go, this year’s magical tide is even more dangerous. Don’t leave the city rashly."
"Okay, I’ll listen to you."
They exchanged a smile.
Seeing Lin Suo instructing Theresa, completely ignoring his presence.
Cres grew even more infuriated.
"Hey! Rhein, do you dare to face me and answer?"
"Why should I answer a clown?"
Cres’s face flushed with rage, as if he was about to vomit blood.
He was about to seize the opportunity to initiate a duel.
But then he remembered the tragic state of the Minotaur, his mouth opening and closing, unable to speak.
Lin Suo sensed a hysterical murderous intent from the Heart Seal.
His eyes narrowed instantly.
A foul mouth might be spared depending on the situation, but if you dare to harbor murderous intent, then you’re better off buried.
Summoning a gentle breeze, Lin Suo took Theresa and flew towards the defensive line, his index finger concealed beneath his black robe flicked slightly.
A thread of the Power of Dark Star adhered to the sole of Cres’s shoe.
Ancient Wind City’s defense line.
Listening to the bards singing recently composed poems, one could discern the situation across the continent from their lyrics.
It must be said that bards are indeed a unique group, with unimaginable escape skills.
"Theresa, why didn’t you go back?"
Sitting in the corner of the tavern.
Lin Suo took a big swig from his cup, craving for a drink after a long time.
After returning to the city in the afternoon.
Theresa went back for a while, took a bath, and changed her clothes.
She took off her battle clothes.
And replaced them with a tight-fitting, flesh-colored dress with lace hollow patterns, slightly revealing a large patch of snow-white skin at her chest.
Her hands were covered in thin, icy sleeve gloves.
She was adorned with transparent gems.
Compared to modestly sipping on a drink, she seemed more like a guest attending an evening banquet, too dazzling.
Which caused the guards in the tavern, who had been in combat mode lately, to become restless.
And sure, after racking up so many compliments, it would make no sense to be broke.
Ahem, I mean the purse.
Provoked by the intellectual elegance and mature charm of Theresa.
He quickly finished the ale in his hands.
Hiking up his belt, he started towards the red-light district next door, a place good for nothing.
But good for nothing has its advantages.
Theresa took a sip of strong liquor and shook her head in response.
"It’s not that I don’t want to go back, it’s just that there’s no place for me there anymore."
The implication being, was she not given a ticket for the ship?
"You’re also a member of the High Elf Royal Family, why act so excessively?"
"How does it matter? If you can’t comply with the Elf King’s arrangements, then the Royal Family can only become normal Elves."
At this point, Lin Suo understood what Theresa meant.
As a good friend, it is his desire to go through thick and thin for a friend.
Lin Suo woke up on the soft bed of the tavern, clothes scattered all over the floor, a sign that they had played the Mario game.
Theresa lying beside him had not yet woken up.
A gentleman’s friendship is as pure as water.
A man and a woman without one side being hideously ugly, there simply is no pure friendship.
It was a consensual act.
Padolon’s customs are also quite liberal.
After playing the loyal friend.
He sat up in bed, pondering the future pattern of obtaining points, currently relying solely on the All-Purpose Ball’s count is not convenient.
If Theresa breaks off with the Elf Royal Family, with her professorial position at the academy, she could actually hitch a ride to the new world.
It’s just the question of status after arriving, which is a bit awkward.
No wonder she let herself go completely last night.