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Chapter 297

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The sun rose and the moon set. Spring, summer, autumn, and winter. A year had passed.

Grimm sat quietly at the top of the hundred-meter-tall reef, letting the sea water wash over him. He recalled the little things that happened between him and Lefay.

Here, he held Lafite in his arms, enjoying the sunset of the Sea of Jewels, and whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

Little by little, it was like running water, flowing through his memories.

A person, someone important to him, had died just like that. Death meant that she would never appear again. She would never cross paths with his life, just like Old Ham that spring.

Low-level lives were too short.

It was so short that in the eyes of higher life forms, their entire lives were nothing more than a strand of memory, a gear that triggered a certain event in their memories.

Lafite's death was not unexpected.

Even without the Black Sorcerer Hattori the Hidden, and without the Demon-Hunter Trial, she would still die. Grimm had foreseen this when he silently left the Black Isotta Sorcerer Academy.

But wisdom came from foresight. Only by experiencing it could one understand the pain and suffering.

He wondered if the Celestial Sorcerer would look at him the same way he looked at Lafite.

It wasn't that they couldn't make contact, but the difference in the level of life made it so that the communication between the two life forms was like a chasm, and it was impossible for them to understand each other.

This was why Norris said that wizards who had not experienced all this were only sorcerer-apprentices with the power of formal sorcerers.

This was an inevitable experience for every wizard. No one could escape it.

In a year's time, it seemed as if Grimm's painful soul had been healed, and he had fully matured into an official sorcerer's heart, experiencing the passage of time and the passing of time.

From then on, there would inevitably be a huge gap between Glenn and any sorcerer-apprentice. It was just like when Glenn was a sorcerer-apprentice in the academy, he had to look up to all the mysterious and unreachable sorcerers.

In fact, while growing up, every wizard was also injected with a baby's enlightenment education in this new life level that belonged to them.

Grimm also felt the same.

It was the hatred for dark sorcerers, the hatred for the Demon Hunter Trial, and the eternal memory of the one he loved.

As a low-level Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, Grimm had no way to vent his hatred towards the Black Sorcerers.

Grimm hated the Dark Sorcerers of the Demon-Hunter Consociation Organization, so he could only swear that he would never join them.

Grimm's eternal memory of the one he loved had decided that Grimm would never have true love for a second person of the opposite sex.

This was probably the reason why most formal sorcerers who controlled their desires lost the ability to reproduce. It was also the price that wizards who had love during their apprenticeship had to pay.

"Caw caw caw, Young Master, what are we eating today?"

Myna flew over from the distant sea and landed on Grimm's shoulder.

It was as if the Myna was a unicellular organism that could accept everything much better than Grimm. A few days after Lefay's death, the Myna had already returned to its original self.

Grimm wondered if Myna would behave the same way if he were to die.

Judging from its behavior, it would probably be sadder than Lafite for a few days. After all, it had been more than two hundred years …

However, it was true that Myna's life was far more exciting, rich, and full of twists and turns than Grimm's, who had lived for less than three hundred years.

Perhaps to Myna, everyone else was just a bunch of idiots who were looking for trouble?

That was the only way to explain why Myna said that Grimm was its dog, and Grimm Beast would be at his beck and call.

Grimm suddenly stood up from the reef and sighed to Myna on his shoulder. "I have no appetite. You can eat if you're hungry. Let's go to the Tomb Segja Sorcerer Academy."

"Caw? Young Master, do you mean to leave this place? Oh, that's great. After Lafite left, I feel that this island is really boring … "

Finally, he looked at the land that had nurtured him during his childhood. This land had a rustic atmosphere, and this land had a sense of humanity. Tears welled up in his eyes as he smiled calmly.

Grimm turned around and flew away without looking back.



One and a half months later.

Passing through the Jewel Sea, the Holy Tower of Seven Rings' 19th and 18th districts, Grimm arrived at a Bright Sorcerer Academy, the Tomb Segja Sorcerer Academy.

It was a huge city consisting of a white castle, a small stream, and a green lawn. In the center of the city stood a towering Sorcerer Tower. It was dignified, just, and romantic.

The residents of this city were all sorcerer-apprentices. They studied the mysteries of knowledge in this peaceful atmosphere and formed a settlement.

It was no wonder.

The number of sorcerer-apprentices in the Bright Sorcerer Academy far exceeded that of the Dark Sorcerer Academy. It was not strange for them to build such a huge city.

Before the elimination of the regional academies, this was a paradise for sorcerer-apprentices in the Sorcerer World.

"Caw, caw, caw."

A bald eagle flew down and landed beside Grimm.

It was a Level-1 creature and should be the guardian of this Sorcerer Academy. There was a small wreath on its golden claws, which was the symbol of the Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer.

"Dear Sorcerer, unfamiliar sorcerers need to prove their identity and leave their information before entering the academy."

The bald eagle stood on the ground and spoke to Grimm in Sorcerer's Language. It even performed a marked sorcerer's etiquette.

"Caw caw, look what this is."

The Myna looked proud and held a colorful flower in its mouth. There were insect legs in the center of the flower. It was in a dormant state and released a strange aura.

"This, this is the aura of the great Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer!?"

After confirming again in fear, the bald eagle said respectfully, "Dear esteemed guest of the academy, is there anything I can do for you? Or should I inform the dean immediately?"

Grimm nodded, "Alright, then please inform the dean here. I need to ask the sorcerers in the academy to do some OEM work."

Caw caw caw …

The bald eagle spread its wings and flew quickly in the direction of the Sorcerer Tower. Meanwhile, Grimm strolled in the Sorcerer Academy that was made up of castles, feeling the atmosphere that belonged to the Bright Sorcerers.

Men and women walked in twos and threes while talking and discussing, brushing past Grimm. They did not seem to notice that Grimm was an official sorcerer.

On the side of the street, a sorcerer-apprentice holding a colorful magic lamp was selling his wares to the surrounding sorcerer-apprentices. It seemed that he was inventing something?

There was a loud bang.

Black smoke came out of a castle, and a few sorcerer-apprentices ran out while coughing and arguing. They seemed to be arguing about the accident that happened during a magic experiment.

On a high platform that was three hundred meters long and wide, two sorcerer-apprentices performed the sorcerer's etiquette and began to bombard each other with witchcraft …

As he walked and looked, Grimm felt a different world of sorcerer-apprentices.

Is this the life of a Bright Sorcerer's sorcerer-apprentice?

Grimm recalled his sorcerer-apprentice period, from the various bizarre curses and deaths at the beginning, to the bloody grindstone newcomer's trial, the friction of the mission, the massacre in the regional academy war, and finally the Holy Tower Battle …

Every Dark Sorcerer's success was bound to stand on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It was the most cruel selection method to cultivate a powerful combat elemental sorcerer that made Black Sorcerers and foreign creatures feel oppressed and afraid.

After a short while.

A Level-3 sorceress with a pair of green leafy wings flew over and landed in front of Grimm.

Grimm looked at the sorceress and was slightly startled. These two green leafy wings looked very much like Lefay …

"Dear guest, the guardian just reported to me that you have the token of the great Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer, and you want to ask the academy's sorcerers to do some OEM work?"

The dean's eyes were amber, very beautiful and charming. There was a mischievous illusion of a little elf flying in the gem at the top of her magic staff.

At this moment, the dean was looking at Grimm from head to toe, and finally her gaze fell on the flower that the Myna was holding on Grimm's shoulder.

Grimm bowed in sorcerer etiquette.

"Yes, Master. I received the grace of the great Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer during the foreign expedition. She gave me this Symbiotic Insect as a token to offset a hundred Sorcerer Essences for OEM work. "

The dean stretched out her palm and took the flower Symbiotic Insect from the Myna.

After a moment, the dean confirmed, "Yes, this is indeed the token of the Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer. I can mobilize the academy's sorcerers to do experiments for you for a hundred years."

Grimm nodded and smiled. He opened the Dimensional Gap with one hand, and a piece of experimental equipment design and a large piece of integrated Sorcerer Essence appeared.

"In addition, there are two hundred Sorcerer Essences here. Eighty Sorcerer Essences will be used to purchase materials, and the rest will be used to draw the magic array according to the blueprint."

The blueprint that Grimm gave was the drawing of the base of the Destructive Energy Reaction Recorder.

The Destructive Energy Reaction Recorder had a total of thirty-six bases, divided into two parts, water and fire, with eighteen bases each. This was to allow Grimm to better observe the nature of the Destructive Energy, so that he could find a way to completely master it. He could even develop a higher level of unique sorcery based on this new elemental energy.

The dean's eyes lit up.

"Oh? Two hundred and twenty years of OEM work? Looks like I need to find six sorcerers to work for forty years. Come up and have a cup of coffee … "

Thus, using the Sorcerer Essences, Grimm could easily distribute the experimental equipment that would originally take more than two hundred years to complete to other Arcane Sorcerers.

Although Grimm had rushed to make a part of it, it would still take nearly two hundred years to complete the preparation of the experimental equipment, which was supposed to take more than two hundred years to complete.

However, at this time, Grimm only needed to produce the equipment for the Sorcerer Academy, and it would be completed in forty years. He could even use the forty years to do some of his own things.

This was also one of the fundamental reasons why Demon-Hunter Sorcerers would eventually become stronger than Arcane Sorcerers.

This was a higher degree of plundering and utilization of resources.

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