Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 80 - 66 Flock of Crows Passing By - Angelie (Thanks to Alliance Hierarch Xixi)_2

Chapter 80 -66: Flock of Crows Passing By – Angelie (Thanks to Alliance Hierarch Xixi)_2

Chapter 80 -66: Flock of Crows Passing By – Angelie (Thanks to Alliance Hierarch Xixi)_2

Ronan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, unable to imagine what the consequences would be.

Just as the man seemed truly about to leave, Ronan seemed to suddenly remember something, and couldn’t help but grit his teeth and shout, “Who the hell are you?”

The man’s voice drifted over with the departing caws of the crows, sounding like a low chant.

“Angelie…

everybody calls me, Angelie, the Harbinger of Crows.

Although…

I don’t like this nickname at all…”

“Angelie…”

Ronan silently mouthed this name, lowered his head, looking at the unique God Burning Potion in his hand…

and couldn’t help but curse under his breath.

“Is every Official Wizard…

so freaking twisted?”

For a moment he felt the impulse to throw the thing away, but considering he was still in the territory of “Angelie, the Harbinger of Crows,” he didn’t dare to.

Wrapping his Magic Robe tightly around him, Ronan hurried in the direction Angelie had come from.

He didn’t need to know what was going to happen behind him, nor did he want to know.

…

A brightly illuminated cramped room with no windows, only a magic crystal lamp lit on the desk.

Ronan sat on a chair, next to him was a girl about his age with average looks, ponytail, wearing an Academic Wizard’s Magic Robe.

The two had been sitting in this room for a long time.

Screams of a woman kept coming from outside the door, even the [soundproofing] runes couldn’t completely block them out.

“I don’t believe it!

I don’t believe that Fa Ao is dead!!..”

“Sorry, Lola.

Nobody expected that the master of the Corpse Garden would be Angelie…

that’s the most outstanding Genius of this generation in the Silent Forest…”

“So what if he was a genius?

He couldn’t possibly have killed Fa Ao without leaving a trace!

The things I gave to Fa Ao should have been enough for him to escape with his life under a Second-level Wizard..”

“Accidents always happen in this world…

Lola, Fa Ao is dead after all…”

“Ah!”

The scream from outside made the two people in the room tense up, especially Ronan, who truly felt “guilty as a thief”, praying that Angelie’s means to erase traces would be effective.

Perhaps to ease the tension, the ponytailed girl next to him couldn’t help talking to Ronan.

“You seem to be quite injured…”

Her gaze fell on Ronan’s wounds, mauled by crows, and she seemed to imagine the hardship of Ronan’s escape from the “Corpse Garden,” her face full of sympathy and pity.

“It’s okay, they’re just superficial injuries.”

Ronan shook his head, remembering the dead Reiny, his tone unavoidably low.

“It’s much better than for those who can’t come back.”

“Indeed.”

The girl looked relieved, then couldn’t help but whisper her complaints: “Before we went, Lord Fa Ao had said it was an easy task, and taking us was just to casually earn Contribution Points…”

Ronan felt a chill in his heart.

Yes, damned are they, the Wandering Grey Robes with no background.

“..Even Fa Ao is dead!

Why should those two bugs inside survive!

It’s them!

They must have killed Fa Ao!

I want them dead too!!!”

As she spoke, the woman’s voice outside reached a peak, her screams piercing to the ear.

Ronan could almost visualize the hysterical, nearly demented face behind that voice.

The emotions of him and the ponytailed girl, which had just eased a little, instantly tensed up again.

Both were restless, and just then, a person rushing in from outside nearly made them jump.

“Je..

Jerome, Lord Jerome!”

Ronan saw the person clearly.

Short hair, red patterns.

It was the Official Wizard of the academy, Jerome, whom he had a brief conversation with during the night of chaos.

The ponytailed girl also hurriedly greeted Jerome.

Jerome obviously still remembered Ronan, nodded at him, and said, “I remember your name is Ronan, right…

There’s nothing here for you two anymore, you both can leave.

The rewards for this mission will be distributed to you later.”

Ronan and the ponytailed girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After thanking Jerome, they fled from the interrogation room.

As they reached the door of the room, they could still hear Jerome’s deep and authoritative voice calming, “Lola, stop being unreasonable!”

The sunlight outside the room dispelled the unrest in their hearts.

Ronan and the ponytailed girl exchanged glances, as the sole two survivors of the “Corpse Garden” mission, having together been subjected to scrutiny…

Now completely “escaping from the jaws of death,” the two felt a bond of sympathy and commiseration.

Naturally, following the path outside the house, they walked side by side, this was truly within Hoddam Academy.

Ronan was a bit dazed; he didn’t expect that after the war with the Black Witch Land had erupted, his formal entry into Hoddam Academy…

would happen this way.

The ponytailed girl beside him seemed to have quite a liking for Ronan, not minding his identity as a Wandering Wizard at all, and started to initiate conversation with him again.

“You’re probably going to officially stay at the academy next, right?”

“Can I?”

Ronan was surprised.

“Of course.”

The ponytailed girl nodded, “Lord Jerome said it, the rewards will be normally distributed.

Since you’ve taken the academy’s God Burning Potion, naturally you are one of the academy’s people.

You’ll see, someone will probably arrange your enrollment soon…

Of course, you can also refuse, but I think you would not do such a stupid thing, right?”

The ponytailed girl playfully winked at Ronan, her average features seemingly becoming cuter with such a youthful gesture.

Ronan nodded and replied, “I suppose so.”