Mythology: Ragnarok

Upon hearing the name of the Church of Light, Agreed's eyes instantly turned cold, but he still said, "Why would the Church of Light send people to Augustus for further study? Their light magic is a unique school of its own, and there is absolutely no value in studying here."

Presidian, still furious, roared, "Who cares what he's here for? Just kick him out! That brat Akoma actually dared to go against me this time?! I was so angry I beat him up. Don't you think we should get rid of him?"

Argreed, however, analyzed: "On the contrary, we should keep them under our noses. I guess the Mage King thinks so too, because no one will pay more attention to their every move than the two of us who have a blood feud with the Church of Light."

Presidian was momentarily taken aback. He hadn't expected the person who should be most angry to be analyzing the situation here. Reminded by Agreed, Presidian realized his mistake and continued to ask, "Then, my disciple, you mean... to monitor them?"

Agreed replied with remarkable composure: "To destroy your enemy, you must first understand him. In order to destroy the Church of Light, we must seek any possible opportunity, and before that, we must do everything we can to prevent them from feeling our threat."

Presidian looked at his apprentice and said with some emotion, "Sometimes I really feel that you are the teacher and I am the student. How do you keep your composure?"

Agreed smiled and shook his head, saying, "Don't say that. You've taught me a lot. Because anger doesn't help me destroy my enemies, I won't be angry." With that, Agreed went over and helped Presidian sit down.

Presidian, panting heavily, sighed, "Then let's do as you say. My disciple, sometimes I really wish you weren't so sensible. You make me, as your teacher, feel very unfulfilled."

Agreed said with a smile, "But I have always been proud to be your disciple. I am very grateful to you. Without you, I might not even be able to become a magician, let alone have everything else I have now."

Presidian lightly flicked Agreed's forehead with his finger, and said with a satisfied smile, "You brat, you're grateful to me when you never listen to me? You're just all talk."

Then the two of them suddenly burst into laughter, and Hepburn, who was outside, peeked in and was baffled by what she saw.

……

That afternoon, the exchange students from the Church of Light arrived at the gate of the Elemental Academy in a magnificent carriage pulled by unicorns.

At the same time, five handsome men and beautiful women dressed in luxurious clothes stepped down from the carriage. Dean Akoma and a group of directors immediately went up to greet them. Meanwhile, the elders of the accompanying church from the Academy of Light, who were responsible for protecting these students, also got off the unicorn. Surrounded by the academy staff, the exchange students of the Church of Light walked into the academy with their heads held high.

Agreed observed these people quietly from a distance. Arrogance, rudeness, and even conceit were Agreed's first impressions of them. The only one who aroused Agreed's curiosity was a blond youth carrying a huge sword. He sensed a terrifying energy emanating from that youth. His instincts, or rather his spiritual senses, were constantly sending him warnings, telling Agreed that the man... was dangerous!

The welcoming ceremony ended quickly, and the academy returned to its usual tranquility. The exchange students from the Church of Light were supposed to be here for further studies, but in reality, they did not participate in the academy's teaching courses at all. They all cultivated on their own, and their courses were taught by the accompanying elders. The teachers of the Elemental Academy could only express their incomprehension and helplessness in the face of this.

However, the man that Agreed was interested in seemed to be even more eccentric. He didn't even attend the elder's classes and just practiced his swordsmanship and battle aura by himself in a secluded corner.

In the past few days, Agrede has been observing him from the sidelines, making no attempt to hide his curiosity about the young man.

On the fourth day of Agreed's surveillance, the young man finally couldn't hold back any longer. Agreed was hiding to the side observing him when the young man suddenly drew his sword and unleashed a sword aura that forced Agreed to come out.

The young man pointed his sword at Agreed and demanded, "You've been lurking around watching me for days. What are you up to?"

“I’m just curious that there’s someone among the core disciples of the Church of Light who cultivates battle qi,” Agreed explained calmly. “With your talent, you’d be more than capable of cultivating other, more advanced cultivation systems. Why did you choose battle qi, which has the lowest entry barrier but also the lowest potential?”

The young man answered to himself, "I prefer to call battle qi internal force. Internal force actually has a very broad space for improvement, but it requires a long period of hard training and refinement. Great power must have a powerful vessel to control it, so I need to hone my physical body so that I can truly master great power, enough to change this world."

As the young man continued his arduous training, wielding the sword, Agreed turned around, puzzled, and muttered to himself, "Great power must have a powerful vessel? A novel idea..." Suddenly, Agreed stopped in his tracks.

Agled turned around and shouted, "What did you just say?!"

The young man was startled by the call and stopped his training, asking in confusion, "Which sentence did I just say?"

"You said that great power must have a powerful vessel, right?!" Agreed walked over and shook him while asking eagerly.

The young man replied somewhat bewilderedly, "Yes, that's right. What's wrong? Let me go first, and we can talk about it slowly."

"No need, thank you, I understand, I understand everything!" Agreed, as if possessed, gave the young man a big hug, then excitedly ran back to his teacher's residence, startling the young man so much that he stood there stunned, thinking he had encountered a madman.

……

"A method of body tempering?!" Presidian stared at Agred and asked.

“Yes, teacher,” Agreed nodded and asked, “Do you have any methods or techniques for physical training?”

Presidian asked, puzzled, "What do you want this kind of method for, disciple? I cultivate magic. This is like buying vegetables from a butcher. It's completely unrelated. Not to mention here, it's unlikely that anyone in the entire Augustus would have this kind of method. This is the magic kingdom of Augustus. Who would cultivate battle qi here?"

Agreed was instantly disappointed and sighed, "What should I do then? I was just thinking of experimenting to see if training my body could solve the problem of my soul leaving my body."

Presidian immediately became interested upon hearing this, and asked in surprise, "Oh, why do you think that tempering the body will solve your problem of your soul leaving your body?"