Chapter 101

The next day, in Hopland, a restaurant, several employees of the chamber of Commerce had a big lunch.

"Did you see the star yesterday?"

"See, it's beautiful. Is it the new fireworks developed by alchemists? They like to make these fancy things the most." The tall, thin employee said casually.

"How can it be? Fireworks can't fly that high." The chubby employee retorts.

"I've been to rurne, and their airship can't fly that high."

"Maybe some high order wizard?" Among them, the shorter one guessed.

"It's hard to say. Because of the turbulence and thin air, many mages dare not fly so high."

"It must be an angel, if I say so!" The fat employee said firmly.

"It must be a fallen angel, the light that blooms when he returns to heaven again." He was intoxicated with his imagination.

"Ha ha ha, you're here again. If you like angels so much, go to the holy land. It's said that there are angels coming there."

The fat employee looked at his fat figure and sighed: "forget it. The holy mountain of kalenrill is too high. I'll be dead if I climb it."

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Ermenas college, tower overlooking everything.

The white stone tower stands on the top of the world, and the upper part of the tower has reached into the sky.

The tower on the sea of clouds overlooks the vast landscape of the world, with green undulating peaks, winding rivers and steep valleys.

Towards dusk, the senior students come out from the watchtower on the tower, then jump into the sea of clouds in twos and threes, fly up in the wind in a burst of hip-hop jokes, and return to the dormitories of various colleges like tired birds.

Some of them are students of magic sequence, directly control their own gravity, falling from the sky.

Some of them are students of dragon sequence, with a pair of huge dragon wings behind them, flying freely in the air.

There are also a small number of angel sequence and devil sequence students, magic weaving translucent wings emerge behind them, and then catch up with the front of the companion.

Students of natural sequence will be more reserved and wrap themselves with air flow, such as bubbles scattered from the sky.

Of course, there are also war sequences and ocean sequences that are not very good at flying. You can only look at your classmates enviously, and then go straight down the long ladder. The speed is not much slower.

But the most comfortable students are some of the original sequence students. They sit in the soft feathers of Warcraft, some are Griffins, some are giant falcons and so on, and then enjoy the sunset scenery.

A tall teacher came out of the classroom, her curly blue hair on her shoulder, and some students said goodbye to her.

"See you tomorrow, ELIRA."

She looked at the group of happy students, laughed, and then went to the top of the tower.

On the outside of the escalator around the tower is a high altitude. The atmosphere and valley are at the foot. The mountain and tower are so steep that people can't help but feel frightened.

But this mature elder sister like teacher does not change her color. She seems to have been used to it for a long time. She goes up the stairs, stops in front of the exquisite stone gate, and presses her hand on the gem in the center of the stone gate. A faint light comes on, and then the stone gate opens, revealing the scenery behind the door.

The wind in the sky rolls up the curtains as thin as spun yarn. The setting sun outside the window fills the room with golden light. In the room, there are towering bookcases with all kinds of books. Some of them are very old and seem to be written by the elves in the first era. Some of them are very new and seem to be poetry collections published only this year.

Several windows in the room are open, and the wind passes through them. When you turn the pages of books, you can hear the sound of clatter, but it makes people feel very quiet.

A girl with black hair is sitting on a high wooden chair. She is wearing a black skirt, white skin and black dress. Her delicate clavicle has a face like enamel doll, just like a petite doll.

The teacher with curly blue hair came up to the doll like girl, bowed her head slightly and asked.

"Sir, what do you know about the beautiful sky and stars last night?"

The girl with black hair looked at the huge book on her knee. She didn't answer immediately. She was quiet for a long time.

"Don't worry, don't interfere in this matter."

This experienced female teacher seems to have some doubts and worries.

"Don't you really need to intervene? That piece of starlight is expected to change the current world pattern forever."

"After the west wind is broken, the seven Xuehua countries are likely to be destroyed by verdure."

"That's also its destiny. It can only be said that after all, Yalin is better than Roland." Said the girl with black hair, in a gentle tone.

"Isn't it also good to draw an end to the differences that have been debated for thousands of years?"

"But didn't you like Roland the most? Isn't he your proudest student? Why are you not sad at all? " The teacher with curly hair is a little excited because she is from Xuehua seven countries.

"Why should I be sad, and what can you understand about me?"

Even so, the girl with black hair didn't care about the teacher's impoliteness. Maybe after too much time and years, she didn't care about such a degree of offense.

"Roland and Yalin are both my students. I know the origin of their original ideas better than you. Admittedly, I prefer Roland's point of view, but Yalin's idea also has its merits. "

"When they were in the college, two people were competitors. They were like mirrors, reflecting each other, finding their own shortcomings in constant arguments and collisions, stimulating and advancing each other."

"Before graduation, there were many students united around them and regarded them as leaders. The last one to the East and the other to the west, two countries emerged respectively. The countries that inherited their ideas, as they did in those days, entangled and fought with each other. "

"It may be cruel to say, but life and civilization have inertia. If it were not for these years of competition, human beings in the western continent would have been easy and degenerated. I'm not surprised that one day the fleet of the Canary empire will come across the sea and unify the mainland. "

"But now, if the green is united, there will be no change in the future, and the world will fall into a backwater. This is not what you want to see, sir."

"You're absolutely right, ELIRA." The girl with black hair closed the book, let it float slowly and put it back on the shelf.

"Why are you so sure that the seven Xuehua countries will fail?"

"Can't the other six countries save themselves without the leadership of the west wind? The cranberry kingdom in the South will watch the mainland be unified by the green and isolated. Don't forget, they are also the descendants of oz

"Besides, it's hard to say who wins and who loses."

"After all, it's a new born witch."