Chapter 2517

He shook his head slightly, retreated into bed, closed his eyes like that, and dived into his dream.

Presumably, it will be a sweet dream.

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zero point.

The stars and moon disappeared, and the night was completely dark.

The huge and ancient castle, protected by four towers, lay like a giant beast under the night, quiet and calm.

A large number of patrolling golems moved silently in the darkness, silently guarding the safety of the students.

But in the shadow of the corner, there are still shadows that twist from time to time, like squirming insects, avoiding the sight of all the demons and wandering in the castle.

Duck had a dream that night.

He dreamed of the dark fog, the huge golden door, and the endless stairs that came into view after pushing the golden door open.

Step onto the stairs made of gold and climb up one level at a time.

His consciousness gradually awakened while climbing the ladder, and a kind of cognition based on a "lucid dream" had emerged in his mind.

But he didn't wake up.

There was not even the slightest thought of "waking up".

He walked on the stairs, moving up step by step.

The golden staircase behind him has been submerged in the dark fog, and the golden staircase in front of him still cannot see the end.

But he didn't look back at all, he only saw the way forward.

Naturally, one cannot see the darkness and despair behind him.

The stairs in front are always lit, and the bright golden light fills the entire eye socket.

Just like that, keep going up.

Tireless and unaware of the past.

It wasn't until a certain moment suddenly came that he woke up suddenly in the midst of struggle and realized that exhaustion was coming.

It was as if he had truly walked that long journey.

"What time is it..."

The magic elves around him were awakened by the movement he made. They opened their hazy eyes one by one. When they saw that he was still lying down, they closed them again vaguely.

Duck saw the pointer on the wall pointing in the direction of three in the morning.

It turned out that in that dream, he had only climbed the stairs for more than three hours.

But what he felt intuitively after waking up was that he had been climbing for three whole days and three nights. He was extremely sleepy and had extreme soreness all over his body.

However, it was three o'clock in the morning after all, and fatigue made him sleepy. He vaguely thought about the problem and fell asleep again.

There were many dreamers this night.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Duck suddenly woke up from his sleep!

He stopped suddenly and stared at the clock in a daze, his mind completely empty.

It took several minutes for him to gradually come back to his senses, but his memories of waking up in the early morning and his dreams were greatly reduced.

It felt like I just had an ordinary dream.

He cared slightly.

But the time on the clock urged him to get out of bed immediately, wash up, prepare teaching materials, and when everything was ready, he forgot more about the things in the dream.

He sat down, took out the newspaper from the food basket brought by the little demon beast, and took a quick look at it while he was eating.

As expected, topics related to the Academy Competition have completely filled the page.

Located above the banner on the home page are the silhouettes of a total of twelve players in the lower class of St. Marian College.

Turning to the second page, suddenly there were many well-known experts who appeared from nowhere, making critical comments on each duel and the entire academy competition.

Dak glanced at it and smiled, almost thinking he was reading "The Daily Clown".

He closed the "Great Sage Daily" and took out the "Magic Duel Report" on sale in his store and read it a few more times.

This newspaper was naturally talking about the college competition.

But the Academy Competition is just an introduction. Today's "Magic Duel News" promotes one thought from beginning to end - the era of Magical Duel has completely arrived!

After reading "Magic Duel Report", read the last "Joker Daily".

This daily record of absurd and unruly content is a relay group]: Ba*⑤⑦6⑹●③四俬㈡ Newspaper, compared to the "Great Sage Daily" today, it actually fell behind.

Duck ended this morning's "news hour" with just a quick glance, put on his school bag and headed to the classroom.

Normally, he always wakes up at six o'clock and has plenty of time to study and exercise.

But after sleeping for an extra hour today, it became relatively urgent and I had to go to the classroom quickly.

However, as soon as he reached the common room, he couldn't help but stop.

An unexpected number of people gathered in the common room.

Originally, at this time, most people were already on their way to the classroom.

But this morning, there are many people from first grade to sixth grade who have not yet gone out.

A large number of students from the House of Lords gathered in the common room, chattering about something.

He listened.

Suddenly I heard someone died.

Listen again.

I don’t know who said that no one died, just comatose.

"So are you dead or not?"

Dark couldn't help but complain.

A somewhat familiar senior suddenly replied: "She should not be dead. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people here arguing about whether he is dead or not."

Dak looked at the senior, frowned and said, "So, was someone killed?"

The senior touched his chin and said: "I don't know, I just came down. But it's normal for someone to be killed, right? After all, the murderer who attacked the prairie elf has not been caught yet."

Dak immediately knew that the senior also knew nothing, but just when he wanted to find someone else to ask, someone suddenly reminded him: class time is almost up.

Then the students gathered in the common room suddenly realized that they still had classes to attend, and immediately rushed out of the tower gate and walked quickly to their respective classrooms.

Dak looked at the rapidly disappearing crowd, frowned slightly, and hurried to catch up.

He was still a little worried.

But as the senior said, if someone died in St. Marian College, the college's level of vigilance would definitely be completely different from now.

Since this group of people can still rush to the classroom to study as usual, it seems that even if someone was attacked, it would not be a big problem.

What made him curious was... who was the victim?

Looking at the appearance of those students in the Noble Academy, it seems that they don't know who it is.

This is very problematic.

"The students of the Noble Academy don't know, so it can be basically determined that the victim is not a student of the Noble Academy."

"If it was a student of a foreign race, especially the elves and orcs, they would have fallen out long ago."

"But if it wasn't the elves and orcs, who else could it be?"

"Is it the same group of people who attacked the grassland elf Dylan and led public opinion to blame the orcs?"

"Or is it someone else who is taking advantage of the situation?"

"I don't know if I should be thankful that this happened today, not yesterday, and it won't affect the holding of the Academy Championship."

Dak thought as he hurried on his way.

If time wasn't tight, he would go straight to the infirmary and ask Sister Carian.

Today is Monday, and the first class is the [Summoning] class.

When Dak arrived at the classroom, it was already full of people, with only a few people still not there.

He entered from the back door and came to the last row of seats by the window. He was about to put his things away and ask Diana and Rose in the front row again.

The [Wind Spirit's Blessing] hidden in his ears suddenly flew out.

Then, Professor Sylph's voice came out from the [Wind Spirit's Blessing] and entered his ears.

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"Ding-ling-ling."

The class bell finally rang.

The originally noisy classroom became quiet at that moment, and you could hear a pin drop.

But Professor Sarah Sylph did not enter the door at the right time.

Just when the students were surprised by Professor Sylph's first lateness.

Substitute Professor Dark Dimon walked up to the podium from the back of the classroom.

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Volume 2: Chapter 1264 Chapter 1254 Dark Dimon and the Strange Things in the Castle (4k)

There was a murmur of discussion in the classroom.

The students were puzzled by Dark Dimon's sudden action.

It was not until Dark walked up to the podium that someone subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to ask a question.

At this time, Dak had just put the textbook on the podium and was about to explain that he would be teaching today's class.

"Excuse me, where is Professor Sylph?"

"Professor Sylph had something urgent to do, so she just sent me a message asking me to take over the class temporarily."

Dak was satisfied with the cooperation of that classmate.

The third-year students all knew that he had experience as a part-time professor, although that was Professor of Mathematics... but he was the head of the grade after all, so there was no problem with taking over the class temporarily.

At most, the exchange students from other colleges would feel confused.

But it was not a big problem.

If you don't attend the class, you will lose points.

After all, he really has the authority to teach.

But while taking over the class, Dak felt itchy in his heart as if a hedgehog cat was crawling.

Professor Sylph only notified him to take over the class temporarily, but did not tell him the details, which made his good Curiosity, almost unable to be concealed.

What on earth could have caused Professor Sylph to temporarily give up teaching?

Could it be that someone was really attacked, and the injury was serious?

Or, was the person attacked an important person?

With this in mind, Dark barely completed the substitute class of [Summoning], and accidentally assigned too much homework.

But he was not the one doing the homework and correcting the homework anyway, so it didn't matter.

Anyway, as the bell rang, Dark quickly packed up his things and left quickly at the right time, just like some professors.

Behind him, the students in the classroom also became very noisy.