As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Dorothy's finger landed on her white and tender waist dotted with scales, which made the king of the sea clan hum shyly and lose all his dignity on the spot.

The black-haired witch skillfully worked on the mermaid's moist skin, and couldn't help but sigh, "I see, fish scales are different from dragon scales. They're very sensitive."

The fish's tail trembled, like waves rising and falling, getting more and more intense.

Roy blushed a little when he saw this.

It’s okay for girls to stick on it, but can they see it themselves?

Fortunately, the red-faced Sea King finally got angry: "Dorothy!"

Seeing that lightning was brewing in the sky, Dorothy finally decided to stop while she was ahead, which calmed Leviathan down.

After adjusting his breathing, Leviathan used his tail to circle around himself as a precaution.

She used the vocabulary he had taught her to mock him, "You're such a jerk! The human race is already in chaos, and you still have the time to slack off here."

"What's it to me what happens to humans? They might as well all die." Dorothy sat on the armrest of the throne and shrugged nonchalantly. "They don't treat us as human beings anyway."

The magicians of the Second Age did not consider themselves human beings, but instead regarded themselves as higher beings and enslaved mortals.

From the earliest Seven Color Trial, it can be seen that the mortals at that time lived under the high-pressure rule of the magicians and were in dire straits.

But by the middle of the Second Age, the status of black magicians was even lower than that of mortals.

The magicians despised the black magicians' demonic power, but at the same time were afraid of their powerful strength, so they attacked them in groups.

But the leader of the black magicians, in order to protect himself, knelt down and begged for honor. Instead of resisting, he betrayed his black magicians in order to protect himself.

During this period, countless black magicians who lost the protection of the school were brutally killed.

This is the bloody past in the history of the Second Age, [Dark Magic Hunting].

So Roy didn't agree, but he also understood why the other party had such an anti-human view. And thinking about the other party's situation, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

In that era, countless black magicians, whose names were not even recorded, perished in the cruel and bloody hunts.

I'm afraid Dorothy can't escape this fate either.

The black-haired girl raised the corners of her lips, looking relieved and satisfied: "Anyway, Dorothy is all I need."

In Roy's opinion, her smile was very similar to Lyanna's. It seemed flawless, but it contained a kind of lingering melancholy and bitterness.

Only when he looked at Leviathan would there be a hint of light in his dark eyes.

She extended a hopeful invitation: "Leviathan, come with me. Leave here and find a place away from the disputes."

But Leviathan avoided her gaze: "You know that's impossible."

"Not to mention that I have to protect my people... and I already..."

Leviathan paused for a moment, then changed his words: "Besides, even if you are at the ends of the earth, you can never escape conflict."

Looking at the mermaid princess's lonely expression, Roy was startled.

The magicians are very powerful, but with the power of demigods, it is not impossible to create a pure land.

Unless, Leviathan has already...

The black-haired witch's eyes flickered, and she had obviously guessed this possibility.

She didn't point it out, nor did she dwell on the topic anymore. She just talked about the new and interesting things she saw outside, cleverly dispelling the melancholy between them.

It was not until dusk had fallen and the sky was growing dark that Dorothy rose from her throne.

Leviathan asked knowingly, "Are you leaving?"

"Hmm, you can't bear to leave me?" Dorothy opened her arms cheerfully. "Would you like to be hugged?"

Levi gave her a frank look without answering.

It was not until the last second before Dorothy stepped into the cave that a somewhat cold instruction came from afar.

"Be careful, don't die."

Dorothy turned around and smiled softly: "I will come again."

The expressionless mermaid princess sat on the throne and just shook her tail slightly in response.

The dreamlike scene bubbled up, gradually becoming illusory, and finally swallowed Roy completely.

After a period of floating feeling with a heavy head and weak hands and feet, Roy, who was drifting with the flow, finally found a sense of reality.

When I opened my eyes again, the humid air, the touch of the sea breeze, and the voices and smiles of the two girls were no longer there.

The king of the sea and the witch of humans.

In the Second Age, which was full of turmoil and bloodshed and ruled by magicians, how could the fate of the two be as peaceful as he had accidentally seen through the waves of history?

The magicians of that era were different from those of today.

Magicians who claimed to be superior beings bullied mortals at will. It was not until the Third Age, when they were invaded by demons, that they remembered their identity as humans and stopped oppressing mortals and black magicians.

But the mermaid princess, who was already on the verge of extinction, was probably no longer able to protect Dorothy until that day.

Roy closed his eyes tightly, suppressing these complicated and sad thoughts in his heart.

Let the past be the past, there is no need to worry about the past.

Leviathan had no way to protect Dorothy, but he couldn't just watch Lyanna walk into the abyss.

[Contact with the previous king's fate node detected]

Through this journey to becoming a king, the [Pseudo-King] bloodline that had been stagnant for a long time finally began to digest and grow rapidly as Roy had expected, and rushed to the next bloodline level.

It is countless times faster than [Iron Blood].

This gave Roy more confidence to deal with the fate-defying node.

Chapter 105: Magicians Society

However, this is all thanks to the King's Certificate and the Fate-Defying Points.

Only the King's Certificate can enhance the [Pseudo King], and the Fate Reversal Point is not only a condition for starting the road to becoming a king, but can also greatly accelerate this process.

Rowling also collected the Certificate of Kingship, but she did not have the Fate-Defying Node. Judging from her notes, the speed at which she digested the Certificate of Kingship was measured in months, which was far slower than her own.

Unfortunately, the points of defying fate have to be used sparingly.

Just in case, I have to save at least a few points of Fate Reversal to activate the Blade of the Former King. Throwing all my energy into the path of becoming a king would be unwise.

But now, everything is ready.

The rest depends on the moves the magician learns.

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As time went by, the heated discussion about the civil war in the Magicians' Society continued to ferment, and finally reached its peak on this weekend.

The Magicians' Society officially dispatched troops to besiege the major strongholds of the Purple Magic School, paying special attention to Cassandra's family mansion.

Of course, the focus of people's discussion was not on winning or losing, but more on the decline of the Purple Demon School, the changes in the situation of the Magician Society, and the long-awaited war.

No matter who comes, this is a one-sided war that has already been decided.

Not only the common people, but even the bigwigs in the upper class think so.

In the Candle Tower of the Academy, at the Mage Council.

Above the heads of the magicians, a tall round table floated above the hall with the blessing of a seven-colored overlapping magic circle.

Sitting on seven seats, the figures in different robes are the heads of the major schools, symbolizing the pinnacle of power in the Magicians' Society.

However, the seats belonging to the Purple Demon School have been controlled, and the purple magic circle under the round table no longer shines.

The orange seats were empty.

The leaders of other schools were not surprised by this.

The old man in a red robe and with a thick, flaming beard, Reid, the leader of the Red Demons, couldn't help but frown: "That kid Ian didn't come again... Well, I declare this meeting officially open!"

In the air, a huge magic screen lit up as the voice was spoken.

Through the projection of the familiar, they were able to learn about the latest battle situation of Cassandra's family.

From the bird's-eye view in the projection, one can clearly see that the magician groups of the six major associations have surrounded the mansion, and the mid-level extraordinary people led by Malfoy have entered the mansion for the final negotiations.

In other words, persuade to surrender.

The magicians below couldn't help but laugh.

"If you ask me, there's no point in trying to persuade them to surrender. We should just start fighting."

"Haha, don't say that. You should at least show them some mercy."

“Also, it’s good to err on the side of caution.”

"You're kidding! Why would you show any mercy to those scum who colluded with the cultists? And what kind of trouble can a mere Purple Demon School stir up? In my opinion, just expel them and that's it!"

There was a chuckle from below. In fact, such radical views were the absolute mainstream.

Seeing this, a sigh was heard from around the round table.

The leader of the Yellow Devils, a middle-aged gentleman with a mustache, Barkris, shook his head.

“If only it were that simple.”

On the other side, the frail young man wearing circle glasses, White, the leader of the White Devils, laughed dryly.

"Mr. Barkris, are you worrying too much? No matter how powerful Dia is, she can't possibly go head-to-head with our six major schools."

"Looking at the bright side, he might just admit defeat to avoid bloodshed..."

"Long live peace!" A middle-aged man in a green robe and with a sloppy look shouted weakly, and then collapsed on his seat like a salted fish.

Draco, the leader of the Green Devils, said helplessly to his naive colleague: "White, I understand how you feel."

"No one would want to fight an unnecessary war. But how could anyone be considered normal if they colluded with cultists?"

His eyes sharpened. "Besides, Dia is not someone who will be bullied."

The lady in blue robe took over the conversation, glanced at Reed, the leader of the Red Demons, and said meaningfully, "That's right. If you act rashly, you will probably suffer losses."

Although the years have left many marks on the face of Brienne, the leader of the Blue Demons, they have also given her a calm temperament.

"In my opinion, we should take a long-term view and join forces with the Holy Light Church."

"Em...but those guys are not very reliable." The leader of the Green Demons immediately showed a nauseous expression.

White, the leader of the White Devils, raised his fist in panic and said with courage, "I-I think our strength is enough. The civil war cannot be left to outsiders!"

"That's true, but the cultists are very cunning. If our church fails, we can still blame them. Now we can only rely on ourselves. It will be embarrassing if we lose." The leader of the orange demons, Bakris, held the black tea, raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly.

For a moment, people inevitably started arguing.

Until the head of the Red Demon School, Reed sighed deeply. His voice was not loud, but it revealed a sense of determination and majesty.

"enough."

"The matter has been decided. What's the point of talking about this now?"

"Our society's affairs should be handled by our society itself."

"War always involves risks. Whether it's the cultists or Dia, these risks are always unavoidable. But I, the Magician Society, am not to be trifled with!"

"Those who dare to go against the righteousness of the human race should be made to pay the price!"

Reed's courage stunned everyone present.

It was precisely because of his unquestionable courage and the powerful support of the Red Mage that the leaders of the society with different opinions were able to barely reach a consensus and join forces to encircle and suppress the Purple Mage School.

The seven major schools each have their own responsibilities, but in terms of military strength, the Red, Blue, and Purple schools are significantly superior to the other schools. Among them, the Red Demon School is undoubtedly the strongest.

But just when the parliament finally quieted down, a sinister sneer came from the side.

The five people present all had trembling expressions and began to waver to varying degrees.

"After all these years, you haven't changed at all."

"Even such a small matter has caused such a fuss. The Seven Colors School has really declined."

In the air, a black mist slowly floated over, outlining a vague human figure on the seat of the Purple Demon School, emitting an ominous and cold aura.

The Blue Demon leader's expression suddenly darkened.

"Ike...this isn't the place for you!"