Hecate asked curiously: "Why is there no news about the Shining Moon elves? Where are they?"

These three elf races have been plagued by enough troubles, and the life-tree is almost killed, but the Shining Moon elves don't seem to have any shots at all.

[Sent to the Frost and Snow Clan to observe the Shining Moon Elves, she observed that the founder of the Frost and Snow Elves, the Mage Chino, forced the Emerald Shadow Elf Lulu to sign a covenant, and thought there was a conspiracy hidden in the dark. After returning, she told the Queen of the Shining Moon Elves about her thoughts, and the Queen agreed with her, and then she closed the subspace door and never came out again.]

You, the Shining Moon Elves, are really cowardly.

Hecate exclaimed.

......

the next day.

Hecate pulls out a list of attributes, one draw per day.

Duang~

[Gift from Fate: You have obtained a relic-level magical equipment, the Wrathful Spirit Ring, and lost 135 Dark Spirit Ores.]

A relic-level ring!

Dark Spirit Ore, a very rare elemental ore, 135 pieces, worth about 10,000 gold pounds.

Hecate went to the academy warehouse, took out 135 pieces of ores and put them into the Angel Feather Bracelet, and then accepted the gift.

-135 Dark Spirit Ores.

The ore on the Angel Feather Bracelet disappeared.

A pitch-black ring with a flat metal skull on it instantly appeared on her hand.

[Wraith Ring (Relic Grade·Ring): When you use curse magic to attack an enemy, wicked spirits will appear continuously to attack the opponent's mind, causing fear and making it unable to concentrate, and blocking the flow of magic power.]

This cursed equipment seems to be quite effective, right?

When I release the Angel of Judgment, the Wrathful Spirit also comes out to assist, which feels a bit weird.

Hecate was bored and wondered how his enemies would react when they saw the angels and ghosts attacking him.

Or other curse magic is more suitable for this ring, Angel Judgment is too incompatible.

At this time, someone knocked on her door.

"Come in."

Teacher Yiwen, with a complicated expression, opened the door. Her shoulder-length blond hair made her look like a student, but her emerald green eyes contained the complicated emotions that only young people have.

"What's wrong, Teacher Yiwen?"

"Ah, Hecate, what do you say love is?"

Hecate: “?”

Then Teacher Yiwen took out some letters and magic crystal images from the pocket of his wizard robe.

Hecate picked up a magic crystal image, and after activating it, a photo of Teacher Yiwen staring at the sky in a daze appeared.

"What is this?" Hecate asked casually.

"These are the things that Emand's classmate found when he was tidying up his room. He brought them all to me." Teacher Yiwen said in a low voice.

"Oh?" Feeling that there was something interesting to see, Hecate opened the letters.

Sure enough, they were all letters from Emmanuel's cousin, Teacher Yiwen.

These letters were all written by Mr. Emand, and they basically described his longing for Mr. Ivan. But judging from the appearance of the letters, it seemed that they were never sent out.

Hecate felt she had discovered a truth.