This was a room shrouded in irritation and depression. Grimm's forehead was dripping with sweat, but he had no time to wipe it off.
"Damn it! Tomorrow is the qualification battle, but I still need at least three days to complete this Fire Blast spell! Three days! Only three days left! Don't tell me that I really have to continue researching this spell during the qualification battle? "
Grimm covered his head with both hands and roared. Nowadays, it was rare to see Grimm so irritable.
"Huff …"
Grimm fiercely exhaled a muffled breath and gritted his teeth, trying hard to control his emotions.
Finally, Grimm sighed, "Forget it. Since I can't complete this spell, one more night won't make a difference. Let's go to the Death Sail League's assembly. After all, apart from … Chris, everyone is there. "
Grimm suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
This feeling of emptiness was not all because of Chris, but because Grimm felt that as he got closer and closer to becoming an official wizard, his foresight and wisdom grew. If Grimm really became an official wizard in the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, and trained according to Norris's instruction to convert spiritual force into constitution, after a long time, when Grimm re-cultivated to the peak of a level-1 wizard, would these friends who had not become official wizards have already …
Grimm did not want to think too much, and even felt a little like avoiding it. He shook his head fiercely.
This was because at this time, Grimm's temperament had begun to be unable to keep up with the pain and troubles brought about by his foresight and wisdom.
It seemed that every official wizard would experience something inescapable at some stage, and that was when sincere friends during their apprenticeship died one by one in front of them.
For a wizard, this period was like the puberty of an ordinary human. A gradually maturing temperament would be integrated into the wisdom of the future, and then gradually stabilized to become a real level-1 wizard.
The more one knew, the more insignificant and powerless one would become.
"Perhaps, this will be the last time I see these friends." With a low voice, Grimm put away his irritable mood from the incomplete research on the spell and stood up in front of the experiment table.
Walking in front of the mirror, Grimm took off his usual loose gray robe and changed into a dark blue noble robe gifted by Lefay. He also put on a pair of ornamental Vine's Heart earrings, a Fountain of Joy necklace, several dazzling rings, and a majestic hat studded with jewels. His golden hair was combed meticulously behind his back, and he wore a pair of men's high heels for noble balls.
Grimm even picked up a bottle of Cupid Vials from the corner of the lab table and lightly smeared it on his armpit and neck.
Grimm was looking at his dignified, solemn, and calm self in the mirror. It was completely different from his usual burly, wild, and mysterious self. It was as if he had become another person. He grinned and tried to put on an amiable and polite smile before leaving the room.
After a while, Grimm landed on the ground from the distant sky and walked step by step towards the Death Sail League's venue.
A few members of the Death Sail League who usually did not speak to Grimm were beside Grimm. As they walked towards the venue, they looked at Grimm with some surprise. They looked at this low-key yet mysterious wizard apprentice who was in the limelight. They looked at this Grimm who seemed a little different today.
Grimm was also looking at these people.
Usually, he was always cold and mysterious. If he could change a little and be a little more enthusiastic, would he become friends with them under some arrangement of fate?
Grimm did not know, and he would not have the chance to find out.
However, today, Glenn smiled and greeted these relatively unfamiliar sorcerer-apprentices out of etiquette. The few of them returned the greeting one after another in shock, just like those hypocritical nobles who fiddled with a peaceful and warm atmosphere, hiding their true nature.
Grimm kept smiling and greeted the familiar and unfamiliar members of the Death Sail League. He casually greeted them and received a response. At the same time, after Grimm left, these people all showed puzzled expressions and seemed to be discussing Grimm in low voices.
Two years ago, the news that Grimm had entered the academy's Potential Ranking had caused a sensation in the Death Sail League. This proved that Grimm had the potential to enter the Black Iso Tower's Top Ten Experts List. He was an apprentice who had the hope of obtaining the qualifications to become a reserve Demon-Hunter Sorcerer for the Holy Tower Tryouts!
Grimm just walked quietly, as if he wanted to memorize all the faces in his heart.
Maybe …
After tomorrow, these familiar faces, the people that Grimm cared about, would forever become Grimm's memory. They would become the eternal memory in the deepest part of Grimm's subconsciousness.
Alastair and Belle walked hand in hand. Although the two never admitted their relationship, as they gradually became more and more intimate, even a fool could tell that wizards just didn't want to talk about unimportant things.
"It's great that you came, Grimm. The Venomous Tongue Queen can't be mad now, right? Haha."
Alastair smiled and handed Grimm a glass of red wine.
Grimm smiled casually and drank the wine.
Belle rolled her eyes. She was the most popular female Sorcerer-Apprentice in Glenn's batch. She carefully looked at Glenn's attire, which was different from usual. She smiled and said, "Glenn, your noble attire is much more attractive than usual. I couldn't tell before that you are such a charming man."
Grimm smiled politely and shook his head. "I don't know how to dress like this. It's all because of Lafite …"
Grimm did not finish his sentence because many people knew that Grimm was not a noble when he was in the civilian world. Since some things were not important, there was no need to mention them.
In the middle of the hall, there were still pairs of Sorcerer-Apprentices dancing. These Sorcerer-Apprentices had cheerful smiles on their faces that came from the bottom of their hearts. Some of them even looked at each other and could not help but kiss each other.
A man walked up to Grimm. No one wanted to get close to him. Although he had put on a casual look and changed into clothes that suited the atmosphere, he still gave people a feeling of indescribable coldness. It was like a monster with a cold heart had put on a layer of hot human skin.
This man was Sam.
Sam looked at Grimm's different attire today. Just like Grimm, he tried hard to put on a relaxed smile and said, "Congratulations. You've become a master in the Black Iso Tower."
Glenn lightly shook his head but didn't say anything. He only smiled politely and said, "Compared to you, a student in the top ten experts list of the academy, I still have a long way to go."
The two nodded at each other tacitly.
The difference was that Sam was looking at Grimm with appreciation. It seemed that he was pleased with Grimm, who had suddenly risen to the top. It was like a senior looking at some juniors with a superior attitude.
However …
Grimm just tried hard to imprint the image of Sam in his heart.
Sam, Grimm's "number one" among this batch of sorcerer-apprentices, would he advance to become an official sorcerer and join the Holy Tower of Seven Rings to become a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who would fight against the Sorcerers World?
Or would he become his eternal memory …
Grimm and Sam walked in different directions. Grimm looked at the two familiar figures and walked toward them step by step. However, suddenly, Grimm stopped and looked at the other side of the crowd. There was a man who was silently raising a glass to him.
He had golden hair, a tall and straight figure, and a broad chest. His beard was gone. He was wearing a formal aristocratic suit, and there was a cute female sorcerer-apprentice leaning on him.
This man was Amiida, the man who used to be deeply in love with Lafite.
Seeing that Glenn was looking at her, Amida's eyes instantly welled up with a trace of moisture. In order to cover up her fragile emotions, she tilted her head back and gulped down the wine in her glass. Then, she tried hard to put on a tolerant smile, one hand gently hugging the female companion beside her. However, she could not help but use too much force, causing the female companion to frown.
Grimm also smiled politely and nodded to the man. He didn't say anything and walked through the dancing crowd to Lafite, Robinson, and Robin.
"Haha, Grimm, you're finally here. If you don't come, Laffey will come to your house and tear it down! "Robinson laughed and gently danced with Robin.
Grimm looked at Robinson's happy face, and a sincere smile hung on his face. Grimm would never forget that sad night when this seemingly innocent man comforted him. He was a true friend.
There are some friends that you don't even care about in normal times. Only when you are in a difficult situation in life, you realize that they are true friends.
Grimm smiled and stared at this guy. True friends are always bad friends.
Grimm looked around and said, "Huh? Where's Anna? "
Robin twisted her body and pointed at the masked Anna in the dancing crowd. "Isn't that her?"
Grimm looked over. At this moment, Nina York's face was wearing a mature feminine smile. She was waving her hands gently. The timid expression of a little girl seemed to have faded into memory. In front of her was the male student that Grimm had met during the newcomer's trial, Henrik.
This average-looking, dull, short, and taciturn apprentice was watching Nina attentively, his steps jerkily following the beat of the music.
I hope you can experience the happiness of having each other in the years to come.
Finally, Grimm smiled at Robinson and Robin, and went straight to the woman who was drinking red wine and pretending not to see Grimm.
She wore a hot red dance dress that accentuated her curvaceous and graceful figure. Her crystal moon earrings shone with an enchanting luster. Under her short dark brown hair, long eyelashes could be seen, and a pair of icy-cold eyes stared at the crowd in the distance. She sat there in a carefree and unrestrained manner. Her slender white legs were revealed from the high hairpin of her dress, and a pair of exquisite white high heels gently shook along with the rhythm of the orchestra.
At this moment, Grimm said in his heart, "She is Lafite. That arrogant and sharp-tongued queen feared by many. She wholeheartedly protects her family. Except for some compromises with herself, she will never change anything because others don't understand her. "
"She is just Lafite, a unique woman. A woman who can make my heart beat faster. She is the most beautiful woman in the world in my eyes, and an eternal ray of light in my life."
Grimm quietly walked to Lafite. Lafite was still drinking red wine with her legs crossed. She pretended not to see Grimm even when he was in front of her.
With a playful smile, Grimm bowed in an exaggerated manner and said softly, "Beautiful lady, may I have a dance with you?"
A charming smile appeared on the corner of Lefay's mouth. She put down the wine glass in her hand and put her delicate white hand in Glenn's. She teased, "I'm afraid your dancing skills will trip me, won't they?"
Holding back his laughter, Grimm said, "Then please take care of me, beautiful lady."
Deep in her cold eyes, there was a hint of a sweet smile that she didn't want to show in front of outsiders. Following Glenn's invitation, Lefay walked to the dance floor. Looking down at Glenn's awkward dance, Lefay almost burst into laughter on the spot. But she held it in and tried her best to maintain a special romantic atmosphere between them.
Speaking of which, this was the first time Grimm danced in his life. It could also be … the last time.
Grimm and Lafite looked at each other. Both of them were trying hard to hold back their laughter. They were afraid that they would laugh out loud and ruin this boring game.
It was rare for wizards to have this kind of fun, especially dark wizards …
Lafite looked into Grimm's eyes and suddenly said slowly, "I feel that you're a little different today. Did something happen?"
Grimm's smile was still on his face. He quietly looked at the dazzling and beautiful Lafite and slowly lowered his eyes as if he was avoiding something. He shook his head lightly and said, "No."
With a smile, Lefay did not pursue the matter. She just quietly enjoyed the rapport between the two of them, the love, the heartbeat, and the body temperature that they were already familiar with.
As Lafite and Grimm swayed, he saw a woman sitting alone, bored. It was Ilaltiven. She was an ordinary woman whom Grimm had a good relationship with, but he didn't know if they had a secret relationship.
In a corner, the elder of the Death Sail League, Borg, was quietly drinking green champagne. He silently supported his face with one hand, as if he was thinking about something. He looked at the dancing crowd in front of him with deep and melancholy eyes, as if he was thinking about life like a philosopher.
After letting out a soft sigh, a smile appeared on Grimm's face again.
With his arms around Lefay's waist, Glenn quietly enjoyed this wonderful moment that belonged to him. It was as if he wanted to imprint this beautiful memory into his soul forever, never to be forgotten.
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