I am the descendant of a dark wizard, and I will inherit the family fortune.

Before leaving, Lindemann gave Hegma a smile, which made Hegma feel very uncomfortable.

"Just let them go?"

Alexander, who had just landed, almost vomited blood when he heard this.

“It’s good enough to be able to walk!”

"Their weakness... is fire?"

Alexander took a few deep breaths and then casually drank a bottle of potion.

Hegma cursed inwardly, "You idiot!" He knew this potion, it was a high-level, first-grade one, and the main ingredient was the horn of a blue-horned rhino...

"The weakness is indeed fire, but ordinary fire may not be able to kill them."

Hearing this, Hegma stopped asking questions. Obviously, this involved the core of the Flame Blade...

And... it seems that Alexander still needs to take medicine to replenish his energy. Is he at his weakest now?

"You're not going to do anything to me, are you?"

Alexander looked at Hegma and asked lightly. Hegma shook his head, then took two steps back, indicating that he had no intention of taking action.

"If you want to take action, now is the best opportunity."

Hegma chuckled and didn't answer.

“They were awakened.

And the one who awakened them... is very powerful."

"You know all this?" Hegma admitted, he was jealous...

"Because I know what the name Lindemann stands for, don't I, Miss Beatrice?"

"Snap" X3

Crisp applause rang out, and Beatrice slowly walked out from the side with several members of the Duel Club.

"Are you Alexander?"

Although he knew that Beatrice was asking this question knowing the answer, Alexander didn't care. After all, he had experienced much more difficult things when he was a little beggar.

Alexander gave a standard smile, "Ms. Beatrice, I'm Alexander, nice to meet you."

"Oh? How happy are you?"

Alexander put away his smile. "I haven't learned much, but... the word 'very', I thought it was very simple."

"Haha, interesting. So, Hegma, you've been with him all this time?"

Hegma: ...

In front of these people, Hegma didn't dare to contradict Beatrice directly, so he waved his hand and said, "No, I just met her."

Beatrice nodded, "Come on over then, we have work to do."

Seeing Beatrice waving at him, Hegma was somewhat reluctant but had no choice but to return to the Duel Club.

Jamie was very excited because he was quite familiar with Hegma's combat capability. With him around, the safety factor would definitely be greatly improved.

So, Jamie greeted Hegma warmly and asked about his well-being.

"Alexander, it seems Professor Hemery has taught you quite a bit. Why don't you tell me what the name Lindemann represents?"

Alexander smiled slightly, "Forget it, Miss Beatrice should know more than me...

By the way, Miss Beatrice, what do you think about the captives in Burbank?"

Beatrice clenched her fists and said coldly: "Haha, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Of course, of course. In that case, I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first."

"Wait!"

Alexander stopped when he heard that. "Miss Beatrice, is there anything else?"

Beatrice wanted to ask about Hilda, but after thinking it over, she decided not to.

"It's okay, go ahead."

Alexander couldn't help feeling a little puzzled. He nodded and quickly left.

After Alexander left, Beatrice smiled at Hegma and said, "Hegma, we have been waiting for you."

Although Beatrice said this with a smile, Hegma still felt a chill.

Through Alexander, Hegma realized that if he wanted to develop better, he had to find a teacher.

Even if you don't have many resources, it's great to just get some information.

Otherwise, I would just be like before, knowing nothing and standing there stupidly as if I was listening to a riddle.

Since he was determined to have a teacher, this matter still depended on James's promise, so Hegma explained:

"Ms. Beatrice, I accidentally strayed from the direction I was following, but when I saw the black light, I came here immediately!"

As he spoke, Hegma took out two of his trophies.

Because it was covered in blood, Beatrice waved her hand in disgust, "Alright, put it away."

Hegma immediately collected the spoils, as if he was afraid that if he was a step late, they would no longer be his.

Having witnessed the entire battle between Alexander and the monster, Hegma thought for a moment and then asked, "Ms. Beatrice, who was that person fighting with Alexander just now?"

Seeing that several members around her were also looking at her, Beatrice thought about it and decided to answer a few questions. After all, these people were able to survive with her, so they were worth winning over.

"They are indigenous people, or more accurately, they are the survivors of Burbank."

"The widow?"

Beatrice looked at the spot where the small tornado had appeared earlier. "Those who are about to die can only be awakened through flesh and blood. Similarly, they also need flesh and blood to maintain their slumber."

Everyone was shocked, "Ms. Beatrice, how long can they last?"

Beatrice smiled and said, "Why don't you guys take a guess?"

"ten years?"

Beatrice shook her head. "Take a bold guess."

"Fifty years?"

"a hundred years?"

Everyone was guessing the age, but Beatrice kept shaking her head.

It wasn't until Jamie boldly said "five hundred years" that Beatrice put an end to everyone's speculation. "Okay, even if it's not five hundred years, it shouldn't be that far off."

Jamie's eyes widened. "This... isn't this a second life? Moreover, if it lasts a little longer..."

"What's up, little lion? Are you tempted? Do you want to achieve immortality?"

Jamie nodded quickly, "I don't ask for immortality, but I do want to stay with the young lady for a while..."

After hearing Jamie's answer, the members nearby rarely laughed at him, because this is life...

How many people seek the method to prolong their lives, and how many people end their wizarding journey because their lifespans have reached their limit...

Seeing that everyone's emotions were aroused, Beatrice snapped her fingers and said, "Our Duel Club has actually already come up with some results based on their research.

As long as you work hard, I may be able to teach you these research results."

These simple words seemed to have ignited a small volcano in the hearts of the members.

"Ms. Beatrice, we are willing to give our lives for the Society!"

Beatrice nodded with satisfaction, "Don't worry, the club won't forget your contribution!

As long as you work hard, I promise you will get what you want."

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