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

The important business was over, and the rest of the banquet was nothing more than eating, drinking and chatting.

The leader of the dark demons had already left.

Roy and Lyanna came to the corner of the banquet hall, avoiding the noise, and were about to have a private chat after a long time, but they found that they had stepped into a simple barrier without knowing when, and the world fell into gray silence.

Sure enough, the person who appeared was the old man in gray robe.

Even the casual and frivolous witch felt a little reserved in front of this legendary wizard.

"Dean, thank you for your help. Returning to the Purple Demon School has always been a wish I dared not to have."

"Nothing. I have some friendship with Lisanna, so these small favors are nothing."

Having said that, the old man's gray eyes full of vicissitudes of life fell on the black-haired boy.

"Besides, he's the one who did the most work, isn't he?"

Chapter 160: The Pressure of the Chess Game

"If Roy hadn't stepped in, Ike probably wouldn't have given in."

Lyanna smiled silently, but her eyes were full of tenderness when she looked at Roy.

Facing the old man's emotion and praise, Roy replied calmly: "But all this is within the Dean's expectations."

"Nia, whether it was that time or this time, the dean really put a lot of effort into it."

"Junior?" Lyanna frowned slightly and tugged at his hand.

But Roy looked directly at the old man and continued to delve deeper: "I didn't think much of it last time, but this time the dean helped so directly, it's hard not to notice."

"I'm very grateful to the Dean for his help to me, Nia, and my senior. However, no reward is too good to be true. Saying we're just friends doesn't seem to explain the Dean's kindness."

The continuous help made Roy feel a little uneasy.

He clearly felt that these bigwigs around him were secretly planning something.

It's like using them as chess pieces.

Even if the other party was not hostile, this attitude made it difficult for Roy to let down his guard.

Rather, if there is really no hostility, it would be easier to cooperate if things were said openly.

"You are very vigilant. In this respect, you are much better than your parents." The old man praised with a little surprise.

"you do not trust me?"

“Gratitude is gratitude, and trust is trust.”

"Then how can I win your trust?"

Roy hesitated.

Asking this question is undoubtedly equivalent to facing the chess game of a big shot. Once you are involved in it, there is no way out.

To be honest, Roy didn't care much about power struggles or the survival of the world. He just wanted to get more chips for self-protection as soon as possible and protect himself and the people around him.

But can I really stay out of it forever?

Putting aside the cultists, the demons are the mortal enemies of mankind. They should be an unreachable existence like a fairy tale, but they actually appear next to us.

Facing such an enemy, no extraordinary person can stay out of it.

Therefore, it was really difficult for Luo to just sit back and let others take control of the situation.

After a moment of silence, Roy finally asked, "I want to know the reason why the dean wants to help us. The real reason."

The grey-robed old man pondered slowly, "I can't go into too much detail."

"If I must say, I'm not just helping you, I'm helping all of humanity. Your fate is closely tied to that of all of humanity, and indeed the world."

No, this is too far-fetched...

Roy wanted to laugh, but when he thought about what happened, he couldn't laugh.

If the Fire Demon really obtained the demonic power in Lyanna's bloodline, would he really break through the [Line of Despair] and bring the next demonic wave to the human race?

At that time, it would be an immeasurable disaster not only for himself and Lyanna, but also for the entire human world.

The great sage noticed his nervousness and said with a reassuring smile, "You don't have to worry about these things right now."

"I understand too. You don't want to be used as a pawn."

"You can rest assured that no one can control you. Your destiny is entirely in your own hands. It's better to say that what I can do is also very limited." When he said this, the old man revealed a hint of helplessness.

It was as if he hadn't said anything, and the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding some details.

"Are you helping me, the Blood of the False King, or Nia and Lyanna?"

"All."

"Which side is helping humanity?"

"All."

"..."

No matter what, the sage helps himself in order to help humanity, which is a much more decent reason than that of the cultists and demons.

The blood of the false king and the blood of Charlotte and the others, if they can grow fully, can indeed make contributions to the human race.

Roy still believed that the Sage was not an enemy.

Otherwise, if I stay in the academy every day, he will have as many opportunities as he wants to take action.

But he had one last question.

"Luo...was my mother a chess piece or a chess player?"

Although Rowling's notes gave a limited description of the Dean, Roy didn't believe they had no relationship.

The dean is obviously very concerned about the fake king's blood and the people around the fake king's blood.

After asking this question, the Sage's eyes finally showed a slight change.

There was hesitation, melancholy, regret, and many complex thoughts that Roy could not understand.

"She tried to be a chess player, but she was still a little bit lacking."

The old man patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Roy Ironblad, continue to grow stronger. When you reach the level of a high-level transcendent, you will naturally be able to see the whole picture. Before that, no matter how much I tell you, it will only cause you more trouble."

Afterwards, the silent world was once again filled with the noise of the banquet, and the gray-robed old man disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As expected, whether you want to control your own destiny or take charge of the chess game, you have to become stronger...

Roy suddenly felt a little pressured.

This pressure did not come from cultists or demons, but from a more vague premonition.

The chess game that the dean kept secret was only accessible to high-level transcendents, a realm that even Rowling had not reached.

The story of "Angel Rondo" will come to an abrupt end at some point, but the real world will not stop turning. Beneath Vizseya's calm statement, there seemed to be a genuine undercurrent, brewing a crisis that worried even high-ranking transcendents like the Dean.

At that time, can I really stay out of it?

Just when Roy was feeling a little conflicted, the soothing scent of gentian wafted into his ears, calming his distracting thoughts.

"I don't know what you're worried about, but no matter what happens, I will walk with you, just like you did for me today."

The brown-haired girl raised her fingertips and poked the boy's gloomy face: "Besides, today is a good day, be happy and don't think too much, otherwise it will look bad."

"Yes, yes..." Roy responded helplessly, but his expression softened unconsciously.

"Speaking of which, about that matter..." Lyanna spied on the figure of the other girl in the distance, and seemed a little nervous as she hesitated to speak.

Her originally pretty eyebrows were now gloomy and looked a little haggard, which also showed how much she had been thinking about this matter these days.

"That thing." Roy then remembered the original purpose of attending this banquet.

Roy wanted to tell Lyanna the result right now, but the murderous gazes of the two girls made him feel uneasy.

It seems they are still angry...

Lyanna saw his difficulty and smiled wryly, "My mother wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow as a token of her gratitude. We can talk then."

Roy nodded: "We'll talk about it then."

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The leader of the dark demons woke up from the darkness and stared at the void in anger.

"[Sage], you've been ruining my plans one after another. Did you collude with the false king's blood and those nobles?!"

Lyanna served as the chief magician of both the Dark and Purple Magic sects, which meant that she would have the capital to disobey his orders and would no longer be at his disposal.

But so what? With the tide of events, you can't protect her forever! One day, I'll gain the power of the [Earthly Imperial Python]... Humph, the so-called [Sage] is nothing more than a pawn in the game. In a complex situation, there will always be a moment of weakness.

He is just enduring it temporarily now. One day, he will have the chance to become a general!

"Great Black Magician, if you have any troubles, please let us help you solve them."

The respectful words interrupted Ike's thoughts.

However, looking at the flax-haired girl who was bowing her head humbly in front of him, Ike responded coldly.

If Roy were here, he would be surprised to find that the girl was Mina, a member of the Evil Dragon Society who he had fought before.

Chapter 161: Snow Andrews

"Don't try to be so rude, minions of the evil dragon. You look down on all living creatures except dragons."

"But if our interests are the same, we can still join forces. The blood of the false king is hindering you. If you are willing to give us more power, we can make him pay the price for you—"

The heavy pressure resounded, causing Mina's face to change color immediately, and she fell to the ground like an ant.

There was no joy or sadness in Ike's eyes, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm already doing you a favor by taking you in. Don't get carried away."

That black-haired boy is indeed unpleasant, and the power of the false king's blood is indeed exciting.

But now that the Black Magic School has finally returned to its position as one of the seven major schools, it is the time to accumulate strength and is not suitable to make a bigger fuss.

What's more, the blood of the false king is inextricably linked to the [Sage]. It is not wise to attack him now and provoke the [Sage's] revenge.

Only this group of cultists whose brains have been corrupted by the evil god would dare to be so crazy.

The Dark Demon Leader suddenly remembered something: "However, if you want me to help you, you have to help me do something too. There is someone you need to help me check."

"Isn't your [Evil Dragon Society]'s lair in the Lionheart Kingdom? Have you ever heard of an adventurer named [Sword Ghost]?"

According to subsequent investigations, Ike had learned that Sword Ghost and Lyanna had gone together to carry out the decapitation mission.

Ike seriously suspected that Lyanna was able to survive the conspiracy of the Fire Demon because of the Sword Demon.

The elite of the Magicians' Society might not even be able to defeat Diabolos. As for Lyanna, she should have been completely transformed into a demon.

But who exactly is this person? Even if he is a pawn of the Sage, it is impossible that he has never heard of him.

Even though the other party is dead, Ike always feels uneasy because he doesn't know the power behind the other party.

Faced with the order from the Dark Demon Leader, Mina was secretly shocked.

You useless old thing, you don't even come to help, and you still have the nerve to order us noble dragon servants around?!

[Sword Ghost]? Who cares about that kind of adventurer who popped out of nowhere?!

Besides, he is already dead, who has the time to check such things!

Mina feigned confusion. "That's just an A-rank adventurer who's recently emerged as a talent. That's all. Is that true?"

"...It's alright."

Ike just felt his scalp itching and became more and more confused.

Even the [Evil Dragon Society] doesn't know his background.

Who exactly is this [Sword Ghost]...

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The recent topic in the House of Wizards has been centered around Malfoy.

Although he kept muttering that a certain adventurer was the real hero and that he didn't deserve the honor he received, as the great magician of the Red Demon School, who fought against the demons and led the army to victory, he was still respected by all the magicians.