Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 912 - 502 Your Majesty Doesnt Understand Dragon
Chapter 912: Chapter 502 Your Majesty, Doesn’t Understand Dragon Language_2
Chapter 912: Chapter 502 Your Majesty, Doesn’t Understand Dragon Language_2
A flame suddenly burst apart, revealing a group of people inside. The leader, clad in a robe and holding a magic wand, walked forward step by step, splitting the flame at her feet into two halves, which slowly extinguished.
Tiguli and the others, in panic, stared at the emblem on the robe, subconsciously wanting to cover the emblem on their chests, feeling the chaos of being caught skipping class by the dean.
Grey sharply tapped her magic wand, and a wave of magic power rippled out, extinguishing the last bit of flame. However, as the flames died down, so did the light; the opponent’s magic lamp had also extinguished at some point, leaving everything pitch-black and giving off an eerie atmosphere.
Anthony hastily closed and opened his eyes, casting two beams of light onto the great magician’s body, which also illuminated everyone else, causing their hearts to flutter.
“Hmph, you must be a teacher, what’s your name,” Grey grumbled, asking sternly.
“Du… Dur, an eleven-year Flame Interest Group teacher,” the great magician Dur meekly replied. Although the other party’s face was covered, the overwhelming magic power and tone of voice were unmistakably genuine, Dur even recognized it by the voice.
“Your strength is not weak either, but you alone dared to bring five children to such a place for an adventure? Who approved this activity for you?!” Grey questioned.
Dur, with a gloomy face, replied: “No one approved, it wasn’t an activity, just curiosity. Tiguli suddenly came up with an interesting hypothesis, so they wanted to verify it. They found me, and we came here, then got blocked by scarecrows, and while hiding, we ended up here unknowingly.”
“You think I am…” Grey, infuriated, tapped her magic wand, ready to scold, but was interrupted by Negris: “Alright, alright, do you think this is a school? A few words will do.”
Grey, somewhat unwilling, could not disregard Negris’s presence and fiercely glared at them before moving aside.
Dur and Tiguli’s group all sighed in relief, almost wanting to kiss the voice’s owner.
Because according to the rhythm, scolding Dur alongside the teacher usually lasted over half an hour, then sending the students away, followed by another half an hour reprimanding Dur.
“Right, Dur was it, what was this interesting hypothesis?” Negris asked.
However, at this moment, Tiguli came to a realization and spoke out loud: “This voice is the undead whispering in my ear, saying it is the God of Knowledge and asking me to pray.”
Dur and the others became alert again.
Grey tapped her magic wand impatiently and said, “Alright, the Lord of Knowledge initially intended to amuse you, but worried it might scare you, so we came out. No one lied to you; that’s the name of the God of Knowledge.”
“What name?” Dur and the others asked confusedly, looking at Tiguli.
“A passage in Dragon Language; he said it’s the name of the God of Knowledge. Lady Grey, they’re really not undead?” Tiguli asked earnestly.
Recognized? Grey, surprised, removed her face covering and asked, “You know me?”
Hiss—aside from Dur and Tiguli who had already recognized her, the remaining three mages couldn’t help but gasp.
Because, connected with breaking the Annihilation Formation and involving the Sorcerer Alliance’s descent upon Magic Star City, it created a sensation across all planes; Grey’s current popularity was even higher than that of a few duchesses involved in affairs.
Unfortunately, nobody knew where she had gone; there was a rumor that after being captured, she had been crippled, but now that they saw her unharmed, where did she look disabled?
Tiguli hurriedly saluted: “I am the annual outstanding member of the True Research Group; of course, I recognize you, chairperson, I’ve seen you at the meetings in the past two years.”
Having seen her before was good; this meant they wouldn’t mistake Negris for an undead anymore. Tiguli then explained her hypothesis:
“I read some notes in a bard’s journal about the scarecrow Wuga and the legends of the Undead King and found they seemed very close. Wuga appeared to be raised by the Undead King. I was thinking, if the Undead King were gone, would Wuga run off to find its king?”
“Hiss—Are you saying the scarecrow Wuga came here to look for the Undead King? Why would it come here?” Negris was astonished.
Dur explained: “Because according to legend, this Knowledge Temple was built by the Undead King. So, if Wuga ventured out in search of the Undead King, it would likely go to a familiar place. To verify this hypothesis, I brought them here. I originally wanted to file it as an extracurricular activity, but with the current situation…”
Dur did not continue; indeed, the situation with the True Research Group was not great.
This so-called True Research Group, officially called “Why is the Truth Like This Seminar,” was essentially just an extracurricular interest group or extracurricular training class.
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It primarily attracted students with extra interest in magic, hoping for deeper study and discussion to achieve additional accomplishments.
For instance, the Flame Research Groups included “Explosion Research Group,” “Cooking Research Group,” and “Use Fire to Burn Your Butt to Increase Speed Research Group.”
Water groups had “Does Steam Arising from Boiling Water Count as Water or Wind Research Group,” “What Temperature Cleans Clothes Better Research Group,” and “How Many Glasses of Water Should You Drink a Day to be Healthy Research Group.”
Naturally, there were many last-minute crammers’ groups, such as “Important Points for Level 4 Exam Subjects” and “Pre-exam Intensive Class Inspiration Course,” among others.
