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

Chapter 293 War and Loss

"Deputy Dean Lamos, how many people do you think can defeat Leon in the White Tower?"

Lamos was already aware of Leon's strength, so in his opinion, even if Alexander performed better at the time, he still could not beat Leon.

Facing Dora's gaze, Lamos pondered for two seconds and then replied, "Well... shouldn't be more than three... five?" Lamos originally wanted to say three, but after thinking about it, he gave a relatively conservative number.

"level one?"

"level one."

Dora was a little surprised by this answer. In the previous Black-White War, the Black Bone Forest had been the loser, leaving it severely weakened. Furthermore, with the reduction in resources and territory...

In this fiercely competitive world, most of the time, losing at every step leads to losing at every step...

Therefore, it is generally believed that the overall strength of the Black Bone Forest is weaker than that of the White Tower.

The reputation of the White Tower in recent years, especially the reputation of the new generation, is much greater than that of the Black Bone Forest.

What about the "Three Heroes of the White Tower" and the "Justice Squad of the White Tower"... Even professors like Dora have heard of them.

However, their Black Bone Forest was in a period of transition.

Surprisingly, all the new generation wizards who can take on important responsibilities are family wizards, such as James, Beatrice, Graya, and so on.

This was a real thorn in the throat for the Black Bone Forest, who was determined to eliminate the seven major families...

Therefore, the emergence of Alexander was a great hope in the eyes of the "Academic School", and he therefore received super support...

"Dean Lamos, I'd like to thank you for your compliment on behalf of Leon."

Lamos shook his head. "I'm just speaking the truth. Speaking of which... Professor Dora, I wonder if your teachings to Leon can be applied to other wizards..."

When Lamos said this, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was able to cultivate a student like Leon, especially... Leon was too mediocre before.

It wasn't until he met Dora that Leon made rapid progress.

Such a big difference must be related to Dora, but it also proves Dora's teaching ability.

Dora understood what Lamos meant. Although Lamos had selfish motives, she had to admit that Lamos was really doing it for the good of the Black Bone Forest.

So even though it was an issue involving privacy, Dora didn't feel angry, and of course, she wouldn't agree to it either.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to give it, but…

She really didn't.

Who knows why Leon suddenly became like this...

First place in the College Cup...

To be honest, Dora had never thought about this.

I accepted Leon because I thought he was interesting. He had advanced from an intermediate wizard apprentice to a senior wizard apprentice in such a short time. Maybe he had some secrets, or maybe he could give me some unexpected gains...

Yes, Dora did think about this at the time. If Leon had something good, she could get it...

Besides, even if there were no secrets, Dora could use this opportunity to subjugate the Shelton family and extend her influence to the Shadow Swamp area...

In short, it’s just two words: worth it.

"Vice President Lamos, I'm sorry, I don't have any special teaching methods for Leon. It's Leon's own talent and diligence that have given him his current strength... It actually has nothing to do with me..."

"..."

Sometimes it's like this, the more you tell the truth, the less people believe you...

Lamos forced a smile and said, "Haha, it's okay."

The two of them just stared at each other for two seconds, and the awkward atmosphere gradually spread...

Dora coughed lightly, interrupting the atmosphere.

"Vice President Lamos, I'm telling you this because I want to tell you that Leon is also a member of our Black Bone Forest, and his talent is equally worthy of attention."

Lawrence opened his mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but since the other party had already won first place, what was there to refute?

But if I say nothing, the Heart of the Ocean will be gone, and Alexander's cloak will be gone too...

"Professor Dora, you also know the importance of the Heart of the Ocean. I also admit that Leon is indeed outstanding, but it should be used in a better place..."

"Leon beat Alexander."

"..."

Lammers paused, then continued, "Alexander has better talent. In the long run..."

"Leon beat Alexander."

“…I know this, but…”

"Leon beat Alexander."

"..."

Lamos's defense was broken.

Seeing that Lamos had stopped talking, Dora continued to persuade him, "Vice President Lamos, if you're still not satisfied, then just consider the Heart of the Ocean as a loan."

"???" Lawrence frowned, with an expression that said, "Do you take me for a fool?"

"Professor Dora, look at what I have here?" asked Lamos, pulling his white hair.

"hair……"

Lamos blew on his equally white beard. "It's white hair! I'm not a child, are you really lying to me?"

"..."

Dora was also a little embarrassed, "Vice President Lamos, I didn't mean to lie to you.

Although the Heart of the Ocean is rare, it can be found if one is willing to look for it."

Lamos nodded, looking very helpless, "Yes, it can be found, but won't it take decades or even hundreds of years?

Will Alexander still be useful by then?"

“It’ll be useful!”

"?..."

Lamos never thought that the usually cold Professor Dora had such a side to her.

Isn't this just cheating and bullying an old man?

But now that things have come to this, the Heart of the Ocean has been fused with Leon, and I can't just kill someone and take their heart...

The heart that had been fused with the Heart of the Ocean could only be described as a "great tonic." It was a superior material, but it lacked its most important function...

Seeing the hesitation on Lamos's face, Dora knew that he was wavering.

So Dora quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Deputy Dean Lamos, whether it's the Heart of the Ocean or the cloak, consider it as a loan from Leon. I will definitely return it in the future. At the same time, to express my gratitude to you, I will make a promise on Leon's behalf."

"Oh? Promise?"

Lammers suddenly became interested. "What promise?"

"Since the war has come, let Leon speak with strength."

Lamos narrowed his eyes unconsciously. "What does Professor Dora mean?"

Dora shook her head. "Vice President Lamos, I can't give you an exact number, but I can assure you that Leon's record will not disappoint you."

Lamos was silent. He looked at Dora for a few seconds, then lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Lamos raised his head again, "Ah... Professor Dora, today I have finally witnessed how powerful you are."

Before Dora could say anything, Lamos suddenly threw something at her.

Dora caught it with a "whoosh" and was surprised to find that the ring she had just returned was thrown back by Lamos again.

"What are you..."

“Since Leon won first place, these things belong to him.

But... the Heart of the Ocean is borrowed."

Dora thought for two seconds, then nodded decisively, "In that case, thank you, Dean Lamos!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Lamos suddenly burst into laughter, and to Dora, his laughter was really inexplicable.

Seeing Dora's puzzled expression, Lamos smiled and said, "Professor Dora, I'm glad to hear you call me Dean instead of Vice Dean. It seems that I was stingy before!"

"..."

Dora's cheeks gradually turned red. "No...it's not you...Dean Lamos, it's my fault."

"No, actually, I prefer the vice-president to the dean."

Dora pulled the corners of her mouth to give herself a standard smile.

"Okay, that's it for this matter... huh? What is it?"

Dora looked over and saw that Lawrence was talking to someone via voice transmission, and his expression was becoming more and more ugly.

"Vice-President Lamos?"

"Our positions two through five...were lost last night."

......

The bright moon hung in the sky, and unknown birds were singing hoarsely in the woods.

Evana fiddled with the roasted grouse on the campfire. Honey from the tiger bees dripped down the crispy skin, splashing a string of blue sparks in the fire.

"It's about time they came over." She turned the skewer, facing the moonlight from the other side of the grouse. "If they don't come soon, the meat will be overcooked."

"Heh... I didn't expect these dark wizards to be so cautious."

A hundred meters away, in the shadow of the rocks, Lucius's knuckles turned white as he clenched his bone staff. Shadows flowed over him and his brother Aiden like a layer of flowing ink coating their skin.

"Brother, shall we do it?"

Lucius shook his head, "No...wait a minute, I always feel something is strange."

"That woman is bluffing." Aiden's throat hissed like a venomous snake, "Three fools who claim to be righteous, they didn't even set up a warning magic circle, we..."

"Shut up!"

Lucius thought about it and decided to retreat.

"let's go."

Aiden's eyes widened. "But we've already agreed that if we run away now, we'll be punished when we return!"

"Aiden, watch your words. This isn't called running away!"

"what is that?"

Lucius took a deep breath and said, "Of course I retreated!"

Aiden was still unwilling to retreat, "Brother, there are only three of them!"

"It's true that there are only three people, but... I suspect this witch is Evana!"

Hearing the name, Aiden took a deep breath.

"Evana from the Three Heroes of the White Tower?!"

Lucius glanced at Evana who was feasting on her meal and said, "Nine out of ten."

"But the Three Heroes of the White Tower... shouldn't be coming here at this time..."

Lucius shook his head. "I don't know the details, but the most likely explanation is... the College Cup should have ended."

Although Aiden was unwilling, he still chose to listen to his brother.

"But...if we leave, what will happen to Brooke?"

Lucius shook his head, "Brook...wish him good luck."

"..."

After saying that, the two of them slowly withdrew from the battlefield.

On the other side, Brook was nervously looking at the bonfire in the distance.

Jamie asked puzzledly, "Brother Brooke, why haven't Lucius and Aiden made any move yet?"

Brooke frowned, thinking, who should I ask if you ask me...

"Huh... maybe they're waiting for us to make the first move. Whatever, just follow me!"

Before he finished speaking, a dark purple flash of lightning flashed from the tip of Brooke's wand. Three corrupted vines burst from the earth, carrying the stench of a cemetery and rushing towards the three people around the campfire. Almost at the same time, the demon wolf summoned by Jamie emerged from the void, its dark green eyes tearing through the night.

Evana laughed in the distance, “Finally here! Hahahahaha!”

"Crack!" The crisp sound of grouse bones breaking was extremely clear.

The white-haired Alger raised his hand to catch the falling barbecue, and drew a semicircle in the air with his right wand.

The moonlight seemed to solidify into a solid entity, and the silver-white chains nailed the demon wolf directly in mid-air, and those dark green pupils were instantly filled with frost.

Ivana threw the iron rod, and flames slowly appeared on it.

Wherever the flames passed, the corrupted vines screamed like babies and curled up into charcoal in the flames.

"I'm full and satisfied..." She licked the honey from her fingertips. "Thank you for choosing such a good time."

Brooke felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

The silver-blue runes that suddenly appeared on the ground were like a waking star map, trapping them in a circle of light with a diameter of five or six meters.

"Brother! We've been ambushed!"

Jamie's wand shot out a blood-red ray, but it refracted back when it touched the edge of the magic circle.

The dark wizards dodged left and right, trying to avoid the attacks of the white wizards.

They continuously unleashed dark magic to counter the light magic of the white wizards. For a moment, the forest was filled with flickering magical lights and explosions.

As the battle continued, the dark wizards gradually fell...

Their magic was like that of a child in front of these powerful white-robed wizards. These three white wizards were already very powerful, but their coordination was so seamless that Brook and the others had no chance of fighting back.

The screams of pain from my companions kept coming from all around me, and the screams overlapped together, like the music of death.

A frost attack made Jamie's legs stiffen.

With a plop, Jamie fell to the ground, and then he saw Alger's moccasins walking towards him as if crushing the moonlight.

The old wizard bent down and picked up the skull necklace scattered on the ground. His silver beard trembled in the night breeze. "A baby's head?"

He flicked the necklace, and smoke rose from the skull's eyes. "Tell me, which family are you from?"

Evana's silver bell laughter echoed in my ears.

She twirled an ice rose between her fingertips, each petal reflecting the dark wizard's miserable appearance. "I really should have recorded what you did just now. An ambush? Haha..."

The rose suddenly exploded, and Brooke gritted her teeth, "Why do you have to disguise your identities?"

When he resisted just now, his limbs were entangled by vines that emerged from the ground.

The third White Wizard, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse:

"Are you from the Sig family?" Deep green eyes swept over the tattered hems of the brothers' robes. "Where is James?"

……