Xia He didn't know what, but he was poured a bottle of wine one after another. The people around him became even more enthusiastic, and Asra felt that he was much closer to them.

“Where is the principal…”

"Vice school, vice school!" Goodrist corrected hard,

"It's almost the same."

"There's so much difference. There are still many levels between me and the principal." Goodrist waved the wine bottle, not as if he was modest at all.

"Vice School, the dormitory you arranged for me is too bad." Xia He stretched out his hand and asked Goodrist to fill him with another glass of wine.

"What? That's the best dormitory in the school!"

"I heard that it is a haunted house."

"Who heard?"

"I said." Eva Green came out and squeezed a small wine glass in her hand. Her cheeks turned red, and it seemed that she had drunk some wine.

Goodrist smiled awkwardly and said, "How could we, the magician, believe that?"

Xia He didn't refute. When he was filled with wine, he said in a disgusting tone: "I live in Storm Corner, and I live in the Magic Tower. What's the best in the dormitory? Is there an elemental pool?"

"Asra, the school has tens of thousands of students, and the cost is huge. If you want to build the magic tower, you will need millions of gold coins in the early stage, and you can't take it out." Goodrist sighed as he said this.

In all magic schools, only students who choose schools spend money, and the rest of them do not need tuition. Not only that, the school also needs to subsidize students. Although it is very rare, the number of students cannot withstand the huge number. If each person spends a gold coin, 30,000 students will be 30,000 gold coins, which will be nearly 400,000 yuan a year.

This is the place with the least expense. The school canteen is free, accommodation is free, uniforms are free, and various experiments are free.

"I plan to build a magic tower."

After Xia He said this, the noise around him stopped, like a mysterious magic, with him as the core, spreading outwards one by one, and wherever he passed, there was silence.

"Asla, you're drunk too much, aren't you?" The Empire Witch pulled Lashahe's sleeve.

"I didn't drink too much!" Xia He broke free from the pull of the Empire Witch, jumped onto a table, and said loudly.

Goodrist's eyes shone, and regardless of his image, he rushed to Xia He in one step, using amplified magic, and shouted loudly: "Everyone is quiet, now, please give me a blessing to Asra!"

Xia He smiled so hard that his eyes were blurred. He pointed at the banner above the hall: "Everyone knows who I am. Now I announce that I will raise funds for myself to build a magic tower, a real magic tower for the Tenth Magic Academy! I will engrave the words on the banner on the magic tower, and carve them on each floor!"

"No!" A professor who was close to him shouted loudly, and Goodrist's eyes fell like a knife, fiercely.

"I have to make a road for Asra!"

"There must be a monument!"

"Name the auditorium!"

“Name the building!”

"Shut up!" Goodrist threw away the bottle and cup, raised his hands, and behind him, a huge tiger phantom appeared, and the people in the hall were shocked and attracted by his breath.

Xia He's drunkenness was completely gone. The old man looked like an ordinary epic wizard. The power exposed at this time was almost no longer under the abolition.

"I propose to build a magic branch in the name of Asra!"

The words of the vice president shocked the audience. This is already a supreme honor and cannot be improved any more, otherwise the tenth magic academy would have to be renamed.

The atmosphere became warmer again, and no one listened to Xia He wanted to say anything.

"Hey, stop!" Xia He pointed at Medielli in the distance. Medielli had already drawn his sword and slashed the shoulders of the magician opposite with one sword. The elemental light flashed more than seven times on the magician's body, but it was still broken and bloody.

"It's okay, it's just chopping people." Goodrist grabbed Xia He and said, "Drink."

"Principal, look, she has chopped people again!"

"No matter what she does, she will do this every time she has a cocktail party, and she will never die."

Xia He looked at Medierli, and sure enough, she was separated by magic by several magicians and chopped a few more times. In total, she only injured two people and could no longer attack.

Through the elemental barrier, Medierli pointed to the wizard on her shoulders and said, "Next time I let me drink, I will chop your head."

"I dare not, I dare not!" The magician admitted defeat.

"Okay, OK, put away the sword and let him heal." The magicians who were persuading the fight didn't take it seriously.

"That's right, Chachanov, what alcohol did you let the kids drink? Was it cut off?"

"Okay, I'll be fine after chopping a few times. We'll take you to drink juice."

“Where is the juice for the wine party?”

"Yes, why don't we steal some?"

Medierli was dizzy when she heard this. Are these magicians serious? Where is Freya? What is she doing?

"This wine will be so strange, and there is no normal speech or congratulations." Freya sat in the corner at a table, opposite her, a young and handsome magician sat. There were a few bottles of wine in front of the magician, and a few bottles of suspicious liquids, with gorgeous and weird colors.

He was pouring these things into a cup and mixing them with magic.

"Everyone just finds an opportunity to get together. The work is too hard." The young magician explained to Freya while bartending.

"You haven't worked hard."

"I'm not really hard." The young magician focused.

"You are not a teacher or a student, how did you get in? Also, what is the purpose of the wine you prepared for me?" Freya's voice was very light, but the young magician's hand froze.

"You are so brave, you won't just cheat food and drink, right?"

"Of course not, I'm here for you!" The young magician slapped his hands on the table, and all the bottles shattered, and the liquid inside evaporated instantly, covering him and Freya. Apart from the colorful gas, the people at the party seemed to know nothing, and no one looked at this corner.

"It's great, I'm afraid of disturbing others, too." Freya said, pulling out her illuminating sword.

Whoosh!

Freya passed through the young magician's neck with a sword, and the sword edge shone brightly. The sneer on the magician's face froze. Then his whole body suddenly collapsed inward and was pulled into the ring on Freya's hand. A square divine seal appeared on the ring. Just after a turn, the colorful water vapor around was also pulled in.

The Ten Palace Seals, Freya's artifact.

The surroundings were still noisy, and no one paid attention to this corner. In the Ten Palace Seals, the magician's soul was sealed by a vermilion coffin, and the iron chains were wrapped around the coffin, making a crackling sound.

Freya smiled happily, her voice ringing in the vermilion coffin.

"I'll give you some time, think about it carefully, and I'll ask again after you figure it out."

Freya took away the Sword of the Shadow, stood up, and headed straight for Xiahe. The matter was finally resolved. She felt something was wrong in the secret room, but she couldn't find the source. The magician who died in the dormitory before might have been killed by such things.

It's like a demon, but not that powerful.

If it is a demon, even the legendary wizard will be afraid. This thing comes out to harm people, but it is taking advantage of the absence of the only legendary wizard in the Tenth Magic Academy.

He shouldn't have killed many people before, otherwise the academy would have noticed it long ago.

Should I care about this? Logically speaking, I shouldn't care. No matter how many people die in the academy have, what does it have to do with me? Moreover, this thing is not too powerful. I guess I don't dare to face magicians in the epic realm directly, and at most people at the master level are assassinations.

Forget it, wait for him to confess himself first. It is too tiring to find out the source of the problem.

If the thing in the Ten Palace Seals does not surrender, the trouble is really big.

"Freya, where have you been?" Xia He had already come down from the table and saw Freya, and he felt a little strange. For a moment, he could not sense her place.

"Sir, you've drunk too much, let's go back."

"I haven't drunk too much!" Xia He waved his hand and wanted to push Freya away, but Freya grabbed it.

Freya didn't care about Medierli and took Xia He out. The people in the Frost Rose Hall were already drunk. Although she saw Xia He leaving, no one stopped her. Anyway, everyone just wanted to have a happy party, and it didn't matter if anyone was missing.

After leaving the hall, a cold wind suddenly blew outside. Xia He was drunk and looked around.

"There are no outsiders, sir, what have you discovered."

"I didn't find anything. The vice president is very strong. However, if there is only one legend in a magic academy, it seems to be a little too bad." Xia He was still pretending to be drunk and walking slanted.

"I caught something and could hide it from the vice principal and dare to appear in the Frost Rose Hall." Freya walked along the roadside with the sparse fallen leaves under her feet.

"You can study it carefully."

"I need to study it, that thing is related to the secret room."

"Is there any trouble in the secret room?"

"It should be gone. If there were too many of these things, there would probably be many people in the academy."

The two of them supported each other and returned to the No. 6 dormitory building. After entering the room, Xia He did not pretend to be drunk and came to Freya's bedroom. There was a big bed in the bedroom, and there was a door behind the bed, which was a small bathroom, and it was separated from Xia He's bathroom by a wall.

"Where is the secret room?" Xia He found that he could not notice the space door at all.

Freya pointed to the screen in front of the bathtub and said, "It's this thing."

The screen is thick and I don’t know what wood it is carved, without any trace of splicing. However, for the magician, this method is normal.

Xia He took out the dragon scales that Nikolai Mele gave him, held them in his hand, and silently activated the water droplets of fate.

All the bondage of fate seems to have broken free from the shackles at this moment.
Chapter completed!