"The dinner is about to begin." In the evening, the magical restlessness made Negri understand.

In just one day, the world is still the same for ordinary people in the academy capital, but nothing can be understood for the mysterious ones.

Some magic that originally needed the assistance of spell casting material rituals can be easily cast, and some magic rituals with insufficient energy can also be successfully launched.

The air is filled with the feeling of magic. For these mages who have been dry for a long time, it is heaven.

Although magic is just a kind of power, when it emerges, it is particularly easy to stir up everyone's emotions.

Just today, various conflicts continued to occur, including mysterious people, cultists, the head of the Seven Gods Church, the host of the Mage House, and even the people of the Immortal Secret Order.

With Negri's spiritual sense, he can detect the magical conflicts in the entire city, and the operating trajectory of the entire tide will undergo some deviations, because these deviations will be adjusted by countless magic rituals set up in the city.

At this time, it depends on the mage's personal ability and preparation. If the adjustment is not good enough, the entire magic array will be directly broken under the magical deviation, and the backlash will still be light. The important thing is to cause a small-scale powerful tidal vortex.

The strength of the vortex will exceed your expectations, the magic will be completely pulled out of the body, and even the whole person will be swept away by the magic and turned into a part of the mixed flow, becoming someone else's spoil.

Every magic dinner is a reshuffle, and there are always unexpected situations, so no matter who is confident, they dare not say that they will definitely survive the magic dinner, especially this time, the magic dinner is very abnormal.

"This is very abnormal." In the low-key and luxurious house, a middle-aged man with a somewhat high hairline was sitting on the sofa and said in a deep voice.

"Which magic dinner was normal in which year, teacher." Kalanche put a glass of wine in front of the middle-aged man, grabbed another glass of wine and took a sip. His teacher and his father were close friends when they were young, so he became the teacher's favorite disciple. Unlike other students, it was better to be coolies and reserve grain than students: "This time our preparations have been done the most thoroughly."

"Yes, I've done it the most thoroughly." Marqi nodded, then looked up at the blonde young man in front of him. He looked very similar to him when he was young. After all, this is his son: "Your father and mother are okay."

"Everything is pretty good." Kalanche nodded.

"Kard is still there, he is still not convinced." Marchi then asked again. Kard was his original disciple of the inheritance and helped him manage the mud gang. The reason why this disciple became the original was naturally because Karanchi appeared, so these two disciples were always inconsistent.

March felt a little ashamed of Card, so he never dealt with this disciple. Now it seems that he is a little too big. If he really doesn't know how to politely, he can only take ruthless measures. After all, one was brought back from the trash man, and the other was his own son.

"Taking through the incident this morning, I'll get more benefits." Kalanchi is a smart man. He said without too many personal emotions about this matter. He knew clearly that he had completely gained the upper hand in the competition for favor. It would be bad to be too cold at this time.

"Well, I will warn him that there are some things I give him his." Marqi nodded and said.

Then Kalanchi thought of something and said, "I went to see that Negri today and gave him the blood crystals. However, although he is very similar to the previous Dean Mikel, I always feel something is wrong."

"Don't worry about that guy. I don't have much interest disputes with him. What he should think about now is how to face Blali." Marchi didn't care much about Negri. As he said, the two had not much interest.

Marche is not an academic, but not a hostile faction. Before Kalanch entered Mobis Academy just a normal deal.

"Didn't Negri have already gained an advantage?" Kalanchi was obviously very aware of what happened at the school gate yesterday. The law enforcement team took people away, but was killed. I heard that Fidel is still creating terror and is specializing in finding people with identities. Because such people live for a long time, they are not easy to be silenced, which is beneficial to his ability, so this has forced many people to start complaining about the law enforcement team.

No matter how many garbage people die, it doesn't matter to the law enforcement team, but the powerful people in the academy capital are more or less related to various mages, and the law enforcement team has to deal with their complaints.

In this case, the law enforcement team either immediately seized Field and brought it to justice, or reconciled with Negri and admitted defeat, allowing Negri to take back his methods. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that Field was Negri's work.

"Although Negri's methods are not easy to force Bulali here, they also hate others. No one is a fool. Field is a dog released by Negri. People are complaining about the law enforcement team now, but they also remember Negri's accounts."

"Once Field is arrested by the law enforcement team, Negri will fall into a desperate situation. That crazy woman, Blali, is not that simple..." Marchi was about to say something when he heard a shrill scream.

"Michael, no, I curse you. Your heart will be eaten by black worms, your brain will produce bleeding worms, your forehead soul will be captured by evil gods, and you, Brewer, you will not die well."

Hearing the scream, Marchi stroked the mirror next to him, and the scene on the street outside showed.

The streets of the college capital in the evening are basically invisible. Even some people are crazy thieves or mysterious people. Now a woman in her thirties is dressed very dignified, but her hair, which was originally neatly wrapped, has fallen down and is rapidly turning white. Blood is blooming on the precious foreign objects.

Not far from her, Brewer collapsed to the ground, holding a bloody dagger in his hand. The blood on it was filled with a strange light, as if it would never retreat.

The corner of Marchi's mouth twitched, and she felt like she was slapped on her face. The mad woman was Bu Lali. However, before, Marchi called her a crazy woman, which meant that she was not very good at acting. However, now she was really going crazy.

"How could she be here?" Kalanchi saw Marchi's embarrassment, and he immediately began to change the subject, understanding.

Except for necessary exchanges and gatherings, mages rarely communicate with each other. After all, every mage is coveting the other person's body. The magical flesh is their favorite taste.

This area is near Marqi's magic circle. Other mages will not approach without notification, because this will cause misunderstanding. It is very dangerous to encounter interference in magic tides.

Therefore, every excellent mage will strictly control his territory.

"Brali has to face only Negri during this period. She has no big plans, so the only reason for her to go out during this period is the Field, which gave her a headache." March said, and his expression suddenly froze: "Fild is nearby."

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