Josiah was invited by the grey-robed man to participate in the Sage Trials as a spectator.
Although on the surface it seemed like the five sages of Noland were testing the abilities of their own apprentices, in Josiah's eyes, it was the five sages showing off their own students.
For the current Seven Sages of Noland, finding a qualified successor was the most important thing they had to do.
Josiah did not see Hiri among the visitors, but another acquaintance came looking for him.
"Mr Josiah, are you here to participate in the Sage Trials as well?"
Prince Klaus saw the chaos demon in the crowd and subconsciously walked up to greet Josiah.
"Me?" Josiah raised his hands high to show that he did not even have a staff with him. "I'm just here to watch."
After Prince Klaus found out that Josiah was a spectator, he visibly relaxed.
"In fact, I've always been afraid of fighting with chaos demons …"
Prince Klaus did not hide his opinion of Josiah's race.
"Fight? There's a fight in the Sage Trials? "
Josiah heard from the grey-robed man that the content of the trial was nothing more than to check the content of inscriptions and one's own knowledge …
In Josiah's eyes, this trial was very similar to the college entrance examination on Earth, except that chemistry had been replaced with alchemy, and language and English had been replaced with the understanding of inscriptions.
"Although the understanding of inscriptions and the strength of magic are important, actual combat is also a necessary part of the test," Prince Klaus said.
"So this is the world where individual strength is unequal," Josiah muttered to himself before asking, "Have there been any injuries in the past trials?"
"The sages have tried their best to avoid this situation, but I have indeed suffered many injuries in the past trials."
Just as Prince Klaus finished this sentence, Josiah suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.
This action was not out of kindness. Prince Klaus could see the kind smile on Josiah's face, but the hand that held his shoulder was not friendly.
"I have a small request. Can you hear it?" Josiah asked.
"Go ahead."
At this moment, Prince Klaus' impression of Josiah's' harmless' had completely changed. It was not without reason that the Holy Kingdom had labeled them as a 'very dangerous' race in their scriptures.
Even though Josiah was one of the Chaos Demons who couldn't fight well, the Chaos Demons were still a race that could rule the entire Demon Realm with their strength.
Prince Klaus had absolute confidence in his own strength, but at this moment, he was unable to break free from the person in front of him.
"If you meet the purple-clothed one's apprentice during the trial, please do not hurt her."
When Josiah said this, he used the honorific of a request.
The purple-robed man's apprentice?
Prince Klaus remembered that no outsider had entered the purple-robed man's mage tower for a long time, but this time, he still made a wise choice and nodded.
Not long after Josiah let go of Prince Klaus' shoulder, a wild Hiri suddenly appeared beside Josiah's hand.
"What are you talking about?" Hiri's gaze swept across Josiah and the Iron Nation's prince.
"It's about the Sage Trial." Josiah answered Hiri truthfully.
"Mr. Josiah, I think it's time for me to leave."
Prince Klaus's purpose in coming to the square was to find his mother.
There was still some time before the Sage Trial began, but his mother still had not arrived. This made Prince Klaus a little nervous.
Not long after Prince Klaus bid farewell to Josiah, a person he did not want to meet appeared in front of him.
Inscription Master Gill.
"Ka … Klaus! Something … big has happened. Those fellows from Thunder Tower … "
Gill ran all the way to Klaus. His breathing was so rapid that he did not even have time to speak.
"The Thunder Tower's apprentice is provoking us again?"
Prince Klaus had tried his best to avoid this friend of his in this trial, but it seemed that he was involved in a dispute with another mage tower.
This was not the first time that the red-robed and yellow-robed apprentices had gotten into a dispute. During the last Sage Trial, it had almost developed into a small scale battle.
Although the red-robed and yellow-robed apprentices had a good relationship, the relationship between their students was … very bad.
"Yes, Mrak could not resist and accepted a private duel," Gill said anxiously.
"A public duel in the Sage Tower … Has Mrak lost his mind? If he does this, he will lose his apprenticeship! "
If Prince Klaus remembered correctly, the Sages had zero tolerance for such matters. Just taking away his apprenticeship was enough, and if it was serious, he would be banished from Noland.
"Don't be nervous, Klaus. That duel is about the Holy Spirit …" Just as Gill finished speaking, the anxious expression on Prince Klaus' face disappeared.
As if he did not know the person in front of him, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait! Your Highness! Your Highness … "Gill grabbed Prince Klaus' arm, his voice loud enough to attract the attention of the surrounding people." Please! Fight by my side one more time! You are the most reliable Holy Spirit Summoner in the entire Pyro Mage Tower. Without your master craftsman, we will not be able to win against those fellows from Thunder Tower. "
"Let go!"
Prince Klaus waved his hand forcefully, successfully breaking free from the inscription master's grasp. This also broke the inscription master's balance, causing him to fall to the ground. But what Prince Klaus did not expect was that the inscription master actually grabbed his left leg.
"We have already lost five or six rounds to those fellows. Everyone is holding their breaths. Your Highness … The only one who can lead us to victory is you."
He let out a sound that was somewhere between a whine and a wail.
At this moment, Prince Klaus really wanted to raise his foot and step on the inscription master's face, but everyone's eyes were gathered here. He could not do such an ungentlemanly act.
Prince Klaus did not have time to waste on him. His mother could arrive at the Sage Trial at any time.
He had to ensure that he was in his best condition to welcome his mother's arrival.
It was not his best condition to have his left leg tightly held by someone.
"What's there to care about this kind of victory?"
Prince Klaus asked his friend in confusion.
In Prince Klaus's opinion, the Holy Spirit was only for fun. After all, it was only a game on the Magic Net.
"The head apprentice of the yellow-clothed person said that the Iron Nation's master craftsman is a cripple without hands. Your Highness, I cannot stand her insulting Master Bazuli like that," Gill said.
"Sophina Karshilov is not that kind of person, so let go immediately."
Prince Klaus saw through his lie at a glance. Sophina, the head apprentice of the yellow-clothed person, was a little arrogant, or rather, extremely arrogant. This kind of arrogance made her feel that it was beneath her to insult others.
"She really did say that. She even posted on the spellcaster forum, in the game section!"
Prince Klaus did not want to continue this nonsense with him. He immediately logged into the spellcaster forum's game section. In the game section, he saw a post called 'The Iron Nation's hero is so weak that I don't know what use he is'. The poster's name was Thunder Crystal.
"…"
Prince Klaus silently read all the posts, then looked at Gill, who was hugging his left leg.
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