He was dressed in a loose gray robe and wore a pale mask with purplish-black spiral patterns on his head. His golden, curly hair covered the Eternal Earring on his right ear.
For ten days, Grimm went in and out of the third floor of the Black Iso Tower, absorbing alchemy knowledge like a sponge.
Due to the large amount of magic crystals he had accumulated, Grimm became more and more mysterious. His eyes under the Ashen Mask revealed the light of wisdom and contemplation. He was wise and mysterious. Even friends who knew Grimm well would not be able to recognize him at first glance.
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
It was as if Grimm was living in a loner's world. He was enduring or enjoying the loneliness, overflowing with knowledge.
Ten days later.
Grimm recorded a book full of alchemy knowledge. He used the basic materials in his small room to try out some alchemy experiments.
He let out a sigh.
"As expected, alchemy is not something that can be mastered in a day. Most people would not be able to make the simplest magic tool without twenty years of accumulation."
Grimm rubbed his forehead tiredly. His attempt to make the simplest magic tool ended in failure. He had wasted dozens of magic crystals' worth of materials.
However, Grimm was not discouraged.
Although alchemy was difficult to learn, as long as a large amount of smelting knowledge was accumulated, even a wizard with no aptitude in this field would be able to reach a good level.
Half a month later.
Grimm came to the third floor of the Black Iso Tower again. This time, he entered a potion room to learn about potions.
In this way, at the cost of a huge amount of Magic Stones, Grimm was granted the right to be taught by the sorcerer alone on the third floor of the Black Tower. The sorcerer would even answer some of the questions that Grimm did not understand based on his rich experience.
Just like that, Grimm's sorcerer knowledge began to grow at an exaggerated rate.
During this period of time, the apprentices of the same batch were still struggling to obtain magic crystals to learn new spells. Occasionally, they would have the opportunity to purchase a magic tool. Only those that they were focused on would be willing to spend magic crystals to study in the lecture hall.
Time passed, and gradually, there was less than a week left until the test.
In the final moments, due to the trial's cruelty among the rookies becoming more and more bizarre, everyone even felt like it was a test of life and death. Naturally, a feeling of suffocation began to spread among the rookies.
Some of the newbies who hadn't learned enough of the three spells began to enjoy themselves in despair, truly abandoning themselves to despair.
The Death Sail League's gathering place.
As the Death Sail League became more and more powerful, even the apprentice organizations that had been passed down from the school had to take this new organization seriously. With the impetus of this general trend, the Death Sail League finally had its own independent territory in the Black Isotta School.
Unlike the old organizations, which treated the test as a way to recruit new blood, the Blood League only accepted a dozen or so apprentices in the past three years. Most of them had to face the test.
Although the cruel elimination on the ship made the remaining people look like they had good potential, it was precisely because of this that the Death Sail League, which had experienced those cruel tests, paid more attention to them.
As long as they could successfully pass the test, the Death Sail League would have a foothold in Black Isotta Academy and become one of the five great organizations of apprentices in the academy.
But now …
The Death Sail League was not an organization at all. It was only a gathering of powerful groups, because it did not have its own foundation.
Among the many apprentices, there was a new "Top Ten Experts List". This expert list was ranked by some apprentices who entered the academy and occasionally had battle records in the Vicious Thorn Forest.
Of course, this expert ranking only recorded the most outstanding existences among this batch of newcomers. Those acolytes from previous batches were not recorded in it.
The reason why the Death Sail League was famous was because six of the top ten experts were the thirteen elders of the Death Sail League.
In order to find out the reason, some busybodies even secretly inquired about the horrible elimination system on the ship, which made people even more afraid of the test called the Bloody Millstone.
However, the Death Sail League did not care about this so-called list.
Because the names of Sam, Fallen, and Bionna were not on it. It was just a boring ranking game among apprentices.
As the test was approaching, the leaders of the Death Sail League arranged a musical ball to increase the friendship between the members of the league. They hoped that they could help each other during the test.
The elegant and relaxing music filled the hall.
Lafite, Amida, Chris York, Anna York, Robinson, and a strange woman were sitting together, watching pairs of apprentices dancing in the orchestra pit.
Lafite was wearing a silver-white dance dress, her towering and firm chest revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. The tight-fitting dress accentuated her tall and graceful figure, as well as her astonishingly long and beautiful legs. A pair of crescent moon earrings were faintly concealed by her dark brown short hair.
Lazily sitting on the bench, Lafite did not hide the arrogance in her eyes. She looked like a queen.
Lafite had already rejected more than a dozen apprentices who had invited him to dance, but those who had been rejected only smiled out of politeness, not daring to say anything.
In the past three years, because of Lafite's arrogance and willfulness, many people had disliked her. She had been in and out of the Abandoned Yard many times, but she was still alive and well.
On the contrary, most of her enemies never showed up again.
Because of these impressive achievements, Lafite had become one of the top ten newcomers in the Black Iso Tower. She was secretly called the Queen of Venomous Tongue and the Beauty of Venomous Tongue.
Of course, Lafite did not care about the ranking.
The more she learned about witchcraft, the more she felt that the three of them were unfathomable. Not to mention the fact that they had a level-2 wizard as their tutor as soon as they came ashore. She had not seen them in the past three years.
The gap between them would only get bigger and bigger, even bigger than before.
"I don't know if he will come or not. What a stubborn guy. Do I have to put down my pride?"
Lafite's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. Only the few people around her could hear her, yet everyone understood what she meant.
Faintly, Lafite sank into melancholy. She stared at the red wine in her glass absent-mindedly, as if she was recalling the days on the ship.
"Brother Grimm won't come, will he? After all, we haven't heard from him for more than half a year. Maybe he … "
Anna said in a low voice. She was wearing a mask to cover her missing eye and the scar on her face.
Although she only said half of her sentence, everyone understood what she meant.
Chris flicked his sister's head and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? Grimm was our closest friend. How could he die so easily?"
Anna didn't say anything more. She rubbed her head. Chris saw it and rubbed it for her again.
Beside him, Amida was a full 1.85 meters tall. His long golden hair flowed behind his back, and his strong and broad chest muscles could be seen under his coarse beard. His green robes were casually tied around his body, but they gave off a burly and imposing aura.
In the past three years, Amida's infatuation with Lafite could be seen by almost everyone who could open their eyes.
No matter how mean and stubborn Lafite was, Amida accepted it, just so he could stay by her side.
However, it had been three years. Amida had expressed his feelings to Lafite several times, but he didn't get any response. Amida, who had been a bit sad before, was now thinking.
"Maybe … Lafite likes that guy? However, whether it was on the cruise ship or in the Magus Academy, that person didn't have any outstanding performance. At most, he's just a follower behind Lafite. What makes him worthy of Lafite's attention? "
Feeling flustered, Amida asked tentatively, "What will you do if he comes back?"
Amida stared at Lafite while feeling anxious and fearful.
"It's my business. It's none of your business."
Lafite said coldly. She raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.
Sure enough, that guy was in her heart!
Amida's face was a bit gloomy.
Should he give up and let his efforts go to waste?
Or should he ask that guy to compete fairly with him as a man?
"Hey, you guys. Do you really care about Grimm or are you just pretending? You keep talking about Grimm, but you're only thinking about him now. Don't you pay attention to his information? Look at this. "
Robinson suddenly said and took out a piece of paper from his clothes.
"The list of apprentices? Oh, there's brother Grimm. He's on the list! "
Anna shouted in surprise. Lafite and Chris also rushed over to have a look. Amida followed Lafite's eyes and saw Grimm's name on the list.
On the other side, the girl beside Robinson lifted her brown curly hair and asked with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so close."
Robinson laughed and took the girl in his arms. He joked, "If I remember correctly, he should be 20 this year. I'm 22. I'll make him call you sister-in-law!"
"Humph! Who said I'm going to marry you?"
The girl pretended to be angry.
All of a sudden, Lafite, who had been sitting lazily, Amida, who had been pacing back and forth, and the other elders of the Deathsail League seemed to have sensed something at the same time. Their gazes turned to the entrance of the hall, looking at the apprentice who had suddenly appeared with his arms crossed and a proud smile.
Bang!
A male apprentice from the Death Sail League, who had been conversing with a female apprentice in a graceful manner, inadvertently saw the person at the door. His eyes widened, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces, but he was completely unaware of it. He murmured in disbelief.
"Sam?!"
That's right, the person who had suddenly come to visit was none other than Sam, a mythical existence to the Death Sail League!
The apprentice who was called Fake Faceless!
The one who had been in the same team with Grimm but had never spoken to him!
Unless the people of the Death Sail League had forgotten everything that had happened on the ship, they would always remember the mysterious, tall, and unreachable apprentice named Sam.
Sam smiled confidently and crossed his arms. He looked at the cheerful atmosphere in the orchestra pit with a twinkle in his eyes.
Perhaps it was because Sam was too bright and dazzling, as if he was the protagonist who had appeared on the stage and attracted everyone's attention. Therefore, no one noticed the man wearing a white mask who had arrived late in the hall.
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