When those guys were beaten up by Duke with a happy face and then covered the Moonhua Holy Shield to treat them, Duke was tired and almost left the woods with an unsteady road, returned to the dormitory, and fell asleep.

Ian and the little fox who were shaking away, their hearts were like they had knocked out the five flavor bottle. They felt that Duke didn't have to do this, so they could make those guys beat each other up. As for this trouble, if Duke knew what they thought, he would not think his IQ was sometimes not enough.

...

As a great swordsman, Orell never felt that he would be so embarrassing for a moment, and he treated it as the face of everyone in the cafeteria. Especially for the whole afternoon, no matter where he went, the eyes of the people around him made him feel hot, as if he was on his back, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

After a whole afternoon of suffering, he couldn't bear it and found a person who had always been awe-inspiringly through the gold coins - the captain of the Golden Squad. Orell also had a team before, but it was a Qingtong-level team that could be registered in the academy by just finding a few people. The two intermediate mages and fat mages belonged to him, and another member happened to be away, but when he learned that Orell was defeated by an intermediate mage, he said he was unwilling to stay.

A young man holding a slender silver sword ring in front of his chest in both hands looked at Oreal coldly, and his voice was equally cold: "Have you brought enough gold coins?"

Orell didn't dare to show off his aura. The guy in front of him was not necessarily higher than his level, but his strength was able to beat him or her, because they had all experienced the smelting of blood and fire, and were really killing people.

He nodded mutely and was taken into a somewhat dark room.

"Oh, Orell, my dear friend, are you doing well lately?"

As soon as he entered the door, Orell heard a sinister voice coming from the darkness. The person who was speaking could only see his hands and feet through the faint light. Why was his face unreal?

At this moment, his legs couldn't help but tremble, and his voice was trembling: "It's... okay!"

"I heard that you can't handle some trouble yourself, right?"

"Yes...yes!" Orell said tremblingly, taking out a bag of gold coins from his pocket, which contained 300. This was his savings in the past year. Apart from the more than 200 pieces that Duke snatched away, he still had less than one hundred left.

"Haha!" Someone next to him handed the gold coins in Orell's hand to the person shrouded in the darkness. The man held it in his hand and weighed it up and down. Suddenly, his voice sank, "Are you sending beggars? You want me, Quint, to do your business for you with such a little bit of gold coins?"

"Qun...Qunt...I..." Orell stuttered.

"Shut up, you called Qunte too? Call me Master Qunte!"

"Kunter... Lord Kunte, I only have so many gold coins. Please be fine if you want to."

"Haha, be honest!" The man laughed, but then snorted coldly: "Search!"

With the man's order, the two of them immediately pressed down Oreal, and another man searched Oreal up and down.

After a slight sound, the searcher shook his head at the man in the dark.

"Okay, tell me who I want to deal with."

At that moment, Orell told the news that he had found Duke one by one.

"Haha, it's such a waste. A great swordsman can't even beat an intermediate mage." The man laughed wantonly: "Get out, within two days, you will hear what you want."

Orell rolled out of the room and crawled. After he arrived at another corner, he spat and said, "A bunch of idiots, will I bring all the gold coins on my body?"

But in the room, the man in the darkness greeted a subordinate: "Follow him!"

...

That afternoon, when it was almost dark, Duke woke up slowly.

He didn't expect that after he used the Yuehua Holy Shield to heal several younger brothers, his strength was about to break through again. This was almost impossible before. Even the ninth level in the magic apprenticeship stage did not pass so quickly.

"Maybe it's its function..."

Duke touched the ordinary pendant hanging on his chest. The Moonlight Shield was a spell on this pendant. Although the spell was short, it took Duke three months to learn this magic to learn this magic. Duke also studied the formulas implicitly in the spell, but there was still no progress.

"Haha, I'm indeed a genius. I must be promoted to a high-level mage tonight..." Duke waved his fist and said with a look of swearing to the point of not giving up.

The silver-white moonlight shone down. In order to save time, Duke was exhausted when the moonlight was brightest. In the sky, the silver moon slowly dyed Duke a silver coat, and then a ball that was more silvery than the moonlight shrouded Duke.

It is difficult for the Moonlight Saint Shield to benefit Duke. Only by borrowing the transparent ball opened by Yuehui at night can it be useful.

Slowly, Duke's figure merged with the night color. From the outside, Duke had disappeared...

On a branch not far away, a nightingale focused on everything around her, as if she was the guardian of this place.

...

Duke and his team’s first class this morning was a knowledge course on the operation of magic in the body and the improvement of magic level. The teacher who taught was said to be Susan, the very powerful elf professor in the academy.

But for some reason, there were two senior students standing straight at the door of the classroom, wrapping their hands around their chests, holding a slender silver sword. They didn't make any noise, but just stood at the door of the classroom. He didn't stop anyone who wanted to enter the classroom, but just took a deep look.

After class started, Susan also walked into the classroom, but she also ignored the two senior students.

Susan has a slender figure and is wearing a black professor robe, which makes her look more noble and cool. Her long, thin ears flashed faintly in her soft and smooth silver hair. Fortunately, Duke, who has a different interest in this type of ear, is not there, otherwise he would have to touch it.

"What are those two guys doing?"

Dios asked Roreg secretly. He thought Roreg, a well-informed guy, must have known it. Who knew that Roreg shook his head and said nonsense: "I don't know, but I feel so strong. This is the intuition of being a warrior. I think if I can't walk through a single move in their hands, they will be killed by them!"

Then Roreg pointed to the thin swords in the hands of the two senior students and said, "Do you know that kind of sword? Only those who have reached the Great Swordsman will choose thin swords, because they no longer need broad swords to increase their own strength. Power is no longer the most important thing for them. What is important is skills, stabbing and blocking..."

After pausing, Roreg became envious, "Grand Swordsman, I am only a level nine warrior apprentice now, even a swordsman is not... so pitiful!"

"Grand Swordsman?" Dios had a bad premonition, and he vaguely felt that something big was going to happen. Otherwise, what would the two big Swordsmen come to their class? They are not the guardians of Teacher Susan. "Where is Duke, why haven't you come yet? This is all in class..."

As soon as he said that, Dios had a moment of surprise and thought, were these two seniors coming to find Duke?

Because now basically everyone has arrived, only Duke hasn't arrived yet, otherwise the two students would have left long ago.

"Oh no! Do you want to inform Duke?" Dios suddenly thought, but after thinking for a while, he shook his head again. If Duke suddenly broke in, if these two guys really came to find Duke, there would definitely be a conflict. Even if Duke was powerful, he could defeat the junior Great Swordsman with an intermediate mage, but can he still defeat the two Great Swordsman? It is almost impossible, Duke can only get beaten.

But he suddenly thought that it was Duke's help that he entered the junior mage stage earlier than planned. If he knew about it, it would inevitably seem a bit unreasonable...

For a moment, Dios became entangled.

"Ah, it's started? Then I'm in..."

Suddenly, an uncertain sound came from the door of the classroom.

Whatever he thought, Dios really wanted to slap his crow's mouth. Really, can he be a little darker?

"You're Duke?"

Just as Duke was about to step into the classroom door, one of the two junior big swordsmen held the hilt of the sword in one hand and blocked Duke in front of him.

"roll!"

Duke didn't even look at the man, and he didn't even frown, and shouted at the man angrily.

"Haha, the freshmen are so bold now. Which lower-grade student dared to speak to him like this in the past?" The junior big swordsman who spoke first shook his head and seemed very disappointed.

"roll!"

Duke shouted again. If he had taken action long ago, it was mainly because he was in a good mood after five pressing training last night and finally promoted to a high-level mage. But the guy in front of him made his good mood disappear in an instant.

"Oh no, the boss is angry!"

After a few days of getting along, Roreg, Dios, Ritch and others also understood Duke's character. As long as he didn't disobey him, he would just make some irrelevant jokes.

"Haha, it's really arrogant!"

The great swordsman smiled contemptuously, stopped Duke's slender sword, and made a sound. A small section appeared in the slender sword body, as if indicating the great swordsman's anger at this moment.

"If you want to fight, just be far apart, don't disturb others in class..." At this time, Susan, who was about to attend class, said in a cold voice.

The great swordsman glanced at Susan, and saw that the other party had no intention of intervening, so he winked at his companion and prepared to take Duke away from left and right.

Suddenly, Duke's whole body was shrouded under the Moonlight Holy Shield.
Chapter completed!