It was another busy and fulfilling day. Mil finished his classes in the afternoon and then went to the Adventurers' Association.
He learned more about the information regarding the underground palace…
Mil knew there were good things inside, but he couldn't casually tell others.
He needed to find a way, a suitable time…
To take Fafner inside and upgrade his dragon heart.
However, the maid by his side was a problem; she would most likely not allow Fafner to go to such an extremely dangerous place.
There are many such relatively dangerous underground ruins on Atla Continent. Due to their scale and size, it's impossible to send armies to search them.
Basically, only small-scale exploration teams or adventure groups can go.
Moreover, it's not like every ruin has good things; over 99.9% of ruin explorations yield nothing, and there's also a considerable risk.
Therefore, only opportunistic people would take the risk, hoping to turn their fortunes around.
The Receptionist Miss at the counter looked at Mil's exploration application and said with some difficulty:
“Mr. Just, the risk rating for this ruin is still very high. To enter the ruin, you must have experience exploring low-difficulty ruins…”
“How troublesome.”
“However, you can also entrust it to other adventure teams.”
Entrusting it to others was absolutely out of the question.
“Low-difficulty ruin exploration? Just find me one that's close and short-term. Ideally, something that can be done after 12 AM.”
Mil still wanted to follow the proper procedures, as ruin exploration wasn't something you could just barge into once you had enough people.
It also required supporting logistics, map surveying, and setting up rescue and supply camps outside the ruin.
Professional matters still needed to be handled by professionals…
The Receptionist Miss nodded and began to look through the recent exploration appointment slips:
“Okay, I'll find one for you… Is it okay to merge with other exploration teams?”
“Yes, then I'll trouble you.”
At that time, he would also register Fafner.
Although he had magic to restore stamina, he couldn't stay up late every day.
After discussing with the Receptionist Miss, Mil set the time for one week later.
After finishing his business, he was about to leave the Adventurers' Association when he saw a bard in the tavern.
He was a beastman, a raven species…
On the brown burlap scarf on his chest, Mil saw a symbol of awakening—the Mistletoe Badge.
He hadn't expected that these mischievous believers had already begun to infiltrate the Holy City.
The raven poet strummed his lute while chattering and telling a story:
“Ladies and gentlemen, what you don't know is that our legends have long been beautified… How could the Demon God's Child command all demons? Ah, how could he make half of the beastmen defect? He must have paid something, right? Don't you agree? In this world, a business with no capital, isn't it just selling one's backside? My ancestors were beastmen from Luotan City and had copied the Demon King.”
After listening, Mil calmly swallowed, his mindset very good…
Sooner or later, he would kill all these fun-loving people!
The magic circle—‘Aria of the Fallen Angel’—like the sleep magic, was a long-term Black Magic operation.
To maximize its corrupting effect on people's hearts, the quality of the dragon heart was crucial.
Therefore, Mil was now beginning to study how to raise dragons. After taking out his dragon heart, he could also implant a Black magic stone as a substitute.
A white dragon turning into an evil dragon—he would have a mount then!
And dragon blood would become the key magical potion ingredient for him to break through to third-tier magic.
However, many times, changes always precede plans.
Two days later…
On a lazy afternoon, in a stuffy tiered classroom…
Mil's class welcomed a new course—‘Theory of Primordial Entanglement’.
Although the names of these courses mostly sounded like science and engineering, in reality, they were all philosophy classes…
In the structure of this world, a person's soul exists in a higher dimension, and the body's nerves are the pathway connecting the physical body and the soul.
The fifth element—light—is called primordial essence, also known as soul substance.
The Theory of Primordial Entanglement, then, is the relationship and conceptual deduction between the light element and the four great elements.
The professor, Professor Viktor, arrived at Mil's classroom, carrying a stack of lesson plans.
“How many in this class haven't broken through to the first tier yet?”
In a classroom of one hundred and twenty people, over eighty raised their hands simultaneously…
“Consider yourselves lucky… Ms. Ayla, the Dean of Academic Affairs, just announced that the Sea of Stars Dreamscape—Tian Geng Beyond—will be open next week. Those who want to go, sign up.”
As soon as he said this, the formerly dull classroom erupted in gasps of surprise.
Tian Geng Beyond, it was said, existed at the end of the Sea of Stars…
A Super-tier Magician from the Star Orbit Tower once visited there in a special way.
Subsequently, she wove her experiences into a dream, making it a unique secret realm of Sibyl Magic Academy.
Within the secret realm, there was a Tree of Sins, and “enlightenment fruit” would grow on it.
However, the fruiting time was uncertain, ranging from decades to as short as one or two years.
Since it was a dream, things inside could not be brought into reality.
However, they could be used directly in the dream, enlightening the soul and truly opening the door to the magical world for apprentices on the path of magic.
Thus, whenever enlightenment fruit grew on the Tree of Sins, the school would set up a test, and then give the enlightenment fruit as a reward to the final victor who passed the test.
Seeing Mil's excited eyes, Lilith raised an eyebrow and smiled:
“What? You want to go too?”
“Can't I?”
“The enlightenment fruit is mainly for those transitioning from zero-tier to first-tier. For a second-tier Black Magician like you, its effect isn't significant.”
Looking at the cheering crowd, Mil shrugged indifferently:
“But if I get the enlightenment fruit, it can provide cover for me to reveal my identity as a first-tier elemental magician.”
“Just for that?”
“And the fruit itself can also greatly enhance Fafner's magic nerves, better nourishing the dragon heart.”
As he spoke, Mil's eyes grew even more fervent. Lilith shook her head and sneered:
“Heh… Lower-grade students probably won't participate. But you're really good to him, have you fallen for that boy?”
Lilith tilted her head, her lips close to Mil's earlobe, whispering softly. Mil's expression suddenly darkened:
“Don't stereotype me just because my hometown is in Fucheng. That's regional discrimination!”
“Ah? Where's Rongcheng? Isn't your hometown Jellahe Palace?”
Lilith looked puzzled, but Mil directly skipped the topic:
“Hmph… As for Fafner, he will definitely participate. Even though it's just a dream, there will still be clues to save the dragon race there.”
“Save the dragon race?” Lilith's expression was somewhat surprised.
“Heh, it seems… you're the one who knows nothing about the current situation of the Saint Dragon Kingdom.”
Seeing Mil's confident eyes, Lilith became interested:
“Then tell me about it?”
“If I tell you, is there any reward?”
Lilith took Mil's hand and placed it on her lap, revealing a charming smile:
“If you want me to join you, you must first make me believe that you have the leverage to help me escape my fate.”
Most people knew very little about the Saint Dragon Kingdom because they rarely communicated with the outside world, and dragons rarely appeared in people's sight.
So much so that people thought they were very arrogant.
“The dragon race only gained the power to transform into human form after breaking free from the abyss. And after the last War of the Gods, the Holy Dragon died, and more and more dragons began to lose their sanity, unable to transform into human form.”
As he spoke, Mil squeezed his hand lightly, his eyes turning fierce, and continued:
“The dragon race urgently needs a new Holy Dragon, one powerful enough to return to the divine throne and stand alongside the gods. Otherwise, they'll have to turn back into a bunch of pathetic lizards.”
Lilith frowned tightly; what Mil said was completely unheard of to her:
“How did you know?”
“Heh… What I've told you is only the surface. Want to know everything? Come~”
Mil crooked his finger. Lilith leaned her ear closer, only to hear Mil softly say:
“The Abyss welcomes you.”
