Daran School, resident.

Outside the manor is a wall composed of countless tree stumps and rocks. Vines with blood-sucking and thorn effects climb on it, forming a stable defense.

"I... Silver Eye Dom, finally back."

He shaved his big bald head and had silver eyes tattooed with strange tattoos to the door of the manor, with a complex look in his eyes.

"Who is it?"

At the gate of the manor, a trumpet flower is in full bloom, and an old sound comes from it.

"Teacher, it's me! I'm back." Silver Eye's voice was deep.

Boom!

The next moment, the door opened and an old wizard in a green robe greeted him. Seeing the silver eyes that had changed greatly, he rubbed his eyes: "You... are... silver eyes?"

He never thought that the student who was particular about appearance would take the initiative to shave his hair and beard and turn it into a big goose egg.

"Yes, teacher! Sorry, I failed your expectations before..."

Silver eyes lowered their head humbly.

"No...no need to apologize. Now think about it, I'm too strict with you."

The old wizard in green robe wiped his eyes, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be crystal clear: "It's good to come back! Even an intermediate wizard is enough to take over the position of leader of the Daran School."

At the beginning, he thought Silver Eye was a genius and had strict requirements on Silver Eye, hoping that the other party could break through the bottleneck of advanced wizards and revitalize the Daran School.

Later, because he was too aggressive, he used some dangerous transformation rituals, which led to problems with Silver Eye and it was difficult to advance to advanced level. He then went away and sought solutions.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

The old wizard in green robe is over one hundred years old and is close to the limit of his lifespan.

"No...teacher!"

The tattoos on the silver eye's body lit up one by one, forming a mysterious symbol of arrogant words.

Under this series of amplifications, the pressure on his body continued to rise, and two silver ring phantoms appeared in his eyes, which seemed to be composed of countless mysterious symbols: "A high-level wizard... I am already."

"It's really...a high-level wizard!"

The old wizard in green robe was extremely surprised and immediately turned to ecstasy: "Very good...you are very good! My Daran School will surely prosper!"

Advanced Wizard is a profession that is more powerful than the Silver Knight.

Today, when the Golden Knight and the Witch King are almost extinct, they are the strong men standing on the top of the mysterious side!

"Revival? No! This is far from enough! I want to integrate all schools and make the wizarding world surrender to my feet!"

Silver Eyes laughed: "But... our Daran School is going to change its name, teacher... Please allow me to introduce you to a brand new school, a desirable force...it is called - Arrogant School!"

...

Sulu actually didn't care about the opportunities and choices of the four students.

As long as the knowledge and ideas of the arrogant school and the potions are spread out, it's enough.

As for the results?

Perhaps it will take decades or even hundreds of years of slow brewing to truly appear.

At this time, he had already changed into a black tights and put on a crow cover. The disguise effect of this mask was also weakened to a certain extent, but he could still fine-tune his facial muscles and become a person with similar face shapes.

"Is this...the palace?"

Sulu stood not far away and looked at the palace castle, with a smile on his face.

After coming to this world, he became more and more courageous because there were no restrictions.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of visiting the palace.

Of course, no matter how low the world of demons is, it is not realistic to enter the palace with his current strength.

The Duke has silver knights under his command, and the strength of the court guards and court mages will not be very poor, not to mention, perhaps the magical items left by Dragon I.

Sulu decided to sneak in.

There were many guards in the palace, most of them wearing golden armor, guarding Fellaterin III, his queen and his children, with a number of about one thousand, and changing shifts every day.

Sulu aimed at someone called 'Garfield'.

His hairstyle is similar to his own, and the difference in his face can be changed by using the Crow's Cover.

Moreover, this kid is relatively introverted and rarely talks to his colleagues. After patrol, he likes to have a drink in the tavern where he waits for a while and play all night.

So, on the next day, when Sulu came to the palace wearing Garfield's armor, he did not attract anyone's attention.

"Garfield, Quentin... Today you patrol the garden with me! Remember the glory of the Knights and your duties!"

A middle-aged knight with gray hair and a clean shaved beard admonished and led them to do their duty and patrol.

Sulu was inspired and slightly disappointed: "The range is too small, at least... there is nothing I want in this area."

"Maybe, after exploring the terrain, I should come back tonight, so that I can send a shadow clone?"

...

At this moment, the team was evading from the front and saluted, and a person with a high status was obviously coming.

"Sir Neville!"

A beautiful female voice rang out.

Sulu looked up slightly and saw a palace skirt that was wearing a big red floor. This should be Frathren III's latest queen - Fra Drake.

Philipterlin III is almost sixty years old. He married three wives in history and had two sons and one daughter.

Queen Fra was the third successor, but unfortunately she only gave birth to one daughter, that is Princess Messiah.

She looks beautiful. Although she is in her thirties, she looks like a nineteen-year-old girl with long red hair like flames.

Next to her, there was also a little girl.

The little girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing deerskin boots, hunter suit, and short platinum hair, with a tomboy temperament.

The little girl who was looking around seemed to notice Su Lu's gaze, her eyes were majestic and a little curious, as if she had discovered some fun toys.

At this time, the greetings between the queen and Sir Neville were coming to an end.

‘It turns out that the little princess wants to hunt, but is not allowed to go to the garden…’

‘Our mission is to protect this mother and daughter?’

Sulu looked at Fura's back and smiled strangely.

And the Messiah seemed to notice his gaze and glared fiercely.

Sulu was so playful that he made a face at her.

The little princess' eyes widened, as if she didn't believe that among the guards who were as serious as marble statues, there was such a guy!

"My mother, I want to ride a horse!"

Her eyes rolled, and she grabbed Fra's arm, who was drinking black tea under a shade shed, and said in a prayerful voice.

"Okay, my little baby, you can choose a pony, and Sir Neville will accompany you."

Fura, who was so entangled that she couldn't stand it, said helplessly.

"No...how can I bother a respected jazz? I want...he to serve me!"
Chapter completed!