In a magnificent palace, dozens of healers surrounded the King of Chaos and took turns casting purification magic on him.

The continuous curses throughout a day and night have exhausted the king physically and mentally. He looks tired and listless. The legendary fire-resistant equipment can help him resist the fire spell, but it can't help him resist the plague curse. After all, legendary equipment is not something that can be found everywhere.

His eyes were blazing with fire, and he angrily said, "Damn curse master, how on earth did he cast the curse?"

It makes sense that Shas was cursed since he had been to Lundria, but he had never left the palace, so how could the other party curse him?

Are we going to go to war with the Kingdom of Uruk despite the curse of plague?

Arthurs was angry and depressed.

He couldn't understand when such a despicable and cowardly magician appeared in the Kingdom of Uruk.

puff!

The more King Chaos thought about it, the angrier he became. He was so angry that a new plague curse fell upon him and he spat out blood.

......

In a blink of an eye, another month has passed.

Hecate's magic level successfully broke through to the 10-star magician, and he was only one breakthrough away from entering the realm of the grand magician.

Arthus, the king of Chaos, died halfway through his career, and the new king turned out to be a child less than ten years old. The other princes were afraid that they would be cursed if they sat on that position.

Hecate stopped when she saw that she had an advantage. She cursed the other party to death just because she didn't want to see Betty being sent there, nor did she want to see Teacher Yimo being executed. Now that her goals have been achieved, she decided to restore peace as soon as possible.

The news of King Chaos' sudden death brought the riots in various regions to a standstill. Some teachers stationed at the border came to the rescue, including Teacher Yi and Teacher Emand.

Hecate went to visit her. It had been more than two years since they last saw each other, and Teacher Yi was still as indifferent as ever.

Her petite body was clad in a professor-level magic robe, and her ankle-length golden hair had been cut off for the most part, now reaching her shoulders. Her cold temperament had a hint of the solemnity of war, but at a glance, she still looked like an elementary school student.

"Hecate, what is your real strength now?" Teacher Yi frowned.

Hecate was stunned. She didn't expect that when she met Teacher Yi, the first question she asked would be this.

"Uh, 6-star intermediate magician."

Teacher Yi 嫧 scolded with a smile: "You can fool others, but you can't fool me. An intermediate magician won't make me feel dangerous."

Hecate was dumbfounded. He could actually feel this. Wouldn't the effect of the Eternal Moonlight be greatly weakened?

"This is my talent. You don't have to worry about others seeing through it. Besides, you can make me feel dangerous, so there are not many people here who can hurt you. Why do you still want to hide your talent?" Teacher Yi asked curiously.

"Teacher, I can tell you, but don't tell anyone, or you'll get into trouble."

"Is it because of your blood?"

You've already made excuses for me, so there's no reason for it. Hecate immediately took advantage of the situation and said with a smile: "Yes, because of blood."

"It is said that bloodline will indeed attract covetousness. It is reasonable for you to hide your incompetence." Teacher Yi nodded and did not ask further. Instead, he said: "In this case, then you should continue to attend class and practice your skills quietly. When you feel you can tell me, then tell me."

"good."

"Well, go ahead. Come to class when you are free after school starts."

"good..."

Hecate stood up and left.

Teacher Yi looked at Hecate's back, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Why did this guy seem to have not grown at all? Could it be the influence of the legendary bloodline?

After leaving the retreat area, Hecate came to the ancient ruins tower to visit Professor Emand.

The war had a great impact on him. The old professor, who used to exude a free and easy temperament, now exuded the air of old age. His clean white hair and beard had also become much sloppier.

In the past, his eyes would light up when he talked about ancient relics and legendary lives, but now they have become dull.

Professor Emmanuel turned into a dirty old man.