Big Capitalist

When the last ray of afterglow quietly faded away, the night slowly fell like thick ink, shrouding the entire Arcane Academy in a mysterious darkness.

The nights at the Arcane Academy were so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of a silver needle dropping to the ground. However, beneath this silence there was a depressing atmosphere, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping people's throats, making it hard to breathe.

There seemed to be a faint sense of uneasiness in the air, as if something earth-shattering was about to happen and a storm was brewing silently.

At the same time, in the direction of the entrance of the Arcane Academy, an extremely luxurious carriage slowly drove in the night and finally stopped steadily at the door. On the body of the carriage, the eye-catching Royal Chamber of Commerce logo was like a flag, highlighting the noble status of the carriage owner.

A group of students in black robes quietly appeared downstairs of the high-end dormitory building of the Arcane Academy, which was exclusively for noble students. They stood there quietly, like a group of ghosts in the dark night. The black robes fluttered slightly in the night wind, as if venting their inner anger.

These students stared at the senior dormitory, their eyes burning with anger and their faces showing resentment. It was obvious that they had long been resentful of the special treatment given to the noble students.

Suddenly, they began to roar and shout in unison, their voices echoing in the night sky, as if to break through the oppressive darkness. "We can no longer tolerate such treatment! The Arcane Academy is not the backyard of the nobility! We demand justice and equality!"

Their shouts were full of firmness and determination, as if they were a resistance to an unfair fate.

Then, driven by anger, they rushed to the gate of the senior dormitory. The maids who were usually responsible for the daily life and hygiene of the senior dormitory disappeared at this moment. These maids were not just ordinary servants, they were also the security force of the senior dormitory. Each maid had a strength of more than level three, which should be enough to deal with the threats of first-year students.

However, without the maid's obstruction, these ordinary students easily broke through the door of the senior dormitory.

The noisy movement exploded like thunder in the night sky, waking up the first-year noble students living in the high-end dormitory. They were sleepy and confused, and before they could react to what was happening, they were subdued by a group of angry people who broke into their houses.

The few noble students who reacted seemed to understand what had happened. A flash of panic flashed in their eyes, but it was soon replaced by anger. Thus, a riot began, and the night of the Arcane Academy fell into chaos.

In the high-class dormitory, chaos spread rapidly like a surging tide. The ordinary students had red eyes and held their wands tightly in their hands. The magic power surged at the tip of the wand, flashing bright or dark light. They surrounded the noble students, and their anger was like a burning flame.

The noble students were not to be outdone, and quickly calmed down after the panic. They reached out and grabbed the weapons beside them. One of the noble students took the lead in swinging his sword, and the sword was sharp and powerful, slashing at the ordinary students. The ordinary students hurriedly dodged to the side, and at the same time waved their wands, shooting a beam of magic light to fight back.

"How dare you, lowly fellows, invade our territory!" The noble student shouted angrily, swinging his sword again, and the sword force attacked like a storm. The ordinary students united tightly and cooperated with each other to cast magic. Some released defensive magic, forming a solid magic barrier to resist the attack of the noble students; others took the opportunity to launch offensive magic, and fireballs, ice cones, and lightning flew towards the noble students.

In the narrow dormitory space, the sound of magic wands clashing with magic swords and the explosion of magic could be heard one after another. Books and decorations were blown everywhere by the aftermath of magic, and the bed was also destroyed.

The noble students had a certain advantage in the early stages of the battle due to their good equipment and regular training, but the ordinary students were numerous and their anger filled them with fighting spirit, gradually turning the tide.

An ordinary student cleverly went behind the noble student and waved his wand, instantly trapping the noble student with a binding spell. Seeing this, other ordinary students immediately concentrated their firepower on attacking the bound noble student. The noble students saw their companion in trouble and rushed to rescue him, and the two sides once again fell into a fierce melee.

During the battle, some people were injured and fell to the ground, but this did not stop either side. On the contrary, the bloody smell aroused their madness even more. The chaos in the dormitory became more and more serious, like an unstoppable storm, sweeping across the entire high-level dormitory of the Arcane Academy.

"Damn it, what happened!" Merlin climbed out of bed. He was still staying in the high-end dormitory tonight. After all, the open space in the back mountain was being developed overnight, and the noise kept him awake.

Merlin stood up and smelled a mixture of burnt and bloody odors, his expression changed instantly, and he immediately pushed open the door, only to see the scene of panicked classmates running with weapons in hand.

Through the window, Merlin could see that many areas of the senior dormitory had been set on fire and began to burn wildly. He looked at the scene in shock, not knowing what was happening for a moment.

"Merlin, what are you still standing here for? Run!" When Fate saw Merlin push open the door, he took him away without saying a word.

Merlin didn't know what exactly happened, but he knew it was not a good thing when he heard the explosions and shouts from below. He grabbed Fate and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get dressed first!"

The front hall of the high-class dormitory had already turned into a fierce battlefield. The battle between the ordinary students and the noble students had already entered a white-hot stage, and both sides' eyes were full of bloodshot, as if they were engulfed by the flames of anger and hatred.

On the ground, many injured students were lying in disorder. Some of them were hit by magic, with burnt marks all over their bodies. They twisted their bodies in pain and wailed miserably. Some were injured by magic swords, with blood gushing out of their wounds, staining a large area of the ground red. Their groans and cries for help intertwined, filling the entire front hall with an atmosphere of despair and pain.

The flames were burning madly, as if they were going to devour everything. The sound of swords clashing was like hammering iron, crisp and harsh.

When Merlin ran down, he saw two familiar figures fighting with all their might.

The two swords collided, and the flames and hurricanes collided to produce a strong magical wave.

Chris and Carl seemed to have a grudge against each other, their eyes were full of determination and anger. Chris's long red hair was flying wildly in the fluctuations of magic. She held the sword tightly in her hand, and the sword was burning with raging fire. Every time she swung the sword, it was hot, as if to burn everything around. Carl's face was grim, and his sword danced, bringing up hurricanes, and the strong airflow made people around him almost unstable.