One battle made him famous!

Hmm... this doesn't seem like the first battle though, this should count as the second battle. The first one was against Amos.

Anyway, in short, Angel's popularity soared. The previous shadow cast over him for volunteering and causing other Vein Council members to be reprimanded vanished. The academic underdogs admired the top student even more.

Except for one person.

Who?

Our president, Alvis. His gaze towards Angel... began to be filled with a certain doubt.

"Angel, I have a few words to say to you." Pulling Angel aside, the president whispered, "The two hundred silver coins..."

"You promised me."

"Yes, I know, I promised you. I absolutely won't default. But... you need to give me some time."

"How long?"

"A month. I need to find a way to scrape from other funds. The Vein Council isn't mine alone. I hope you understand."

Angel's eyes began to flicker, "It's not yours alone?"

"Of course."

"But you can still... 'scrape' from the funds?"

The president felt a bit embarrassed and didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Angel, on the other hand, seemed to have discovered a new continent.

After a moment of silence, Angel whispered, "Okay, I agree, one month is completely fine. But."

"But?" The president was stunned.

Angel said seriously, "Yes, I also have a 'but', just like you have a 'but'."

The president was helpless and picked up the teacup on his desk casually, "Okay, go ahead."

"Is there interest?"

"Pfft!" The tea just entering his mouth sprayed everywhere, the president was shocked, "Interest?"

"Of course, debts always come with interest. Don't you have that here?"

"But... cough cough... yes, yes, of course. How much interest do you want?"

"A month, let's say twenty silver coins of interest, how does that sound?"

"That interest... isn't it too high? I think five silver coins would be about right."

Angel said earnestly, "No no no, one month counts as short-term lending. The interest is this high, I asked around."

"You... asked around?"

"Yes."

"Fine, twenty silver coins, just as you wish." The president sighed helplessly.

"Thank you, president." Angel smiled symbolically and then walked away.

Why did Angel know so much about interest?

Because he thought about borrowing money for experiments. *Don't underestimate a mage's determination to do experiments, especially Angel's determination.*

*Not only that, upon discovering that lending yields good income, he thought if he had money, he could first lend it out, then use the interest for experiments. This way, he would have endless funds for experiments.*

Of course, he didn't have money yet, so he hadn't evolved from a "saving mage" to a "lending mage" yet.

*Don't ask, if you asked, this mage was extremely ruthless in making money, by all means. Even to the point of challenging moral boundaries.*

One has to say, he and his brother were indeed of one bloodline. There was even a sense that the younger outpaced the elder.

Walking out of the administrative building, Angel slightly raised his head and looked up at the sky. Above his head was the colorful canopy of the sacred tree.

Rays of sunlight shone on his face through the gaps in the leaves.

"The president can 'scrape' money? Hmm... the necessity of becoming the president of the Vein Council has increased again." Talking to himself, Angel turned and walked away.

Standing on the office balcony was Alvis, the president of the Vein Council, looking distantly in the direction where Angel had walked.

Of course, he hadn't heard what Angel had just said.

...

Had Gegil become honest?

In a certain sense, yes.

He had been unconscious for two hours, and when he woke up, he was still dazed. The entire infirmary was crowded with people. The doctors in the infirmary were pushed outside.

"That guy named Angel... how is he?" he asked vaguely.

"He... he's fine."

"Nothing happened? Didn't you beat him for me?"

"But you lost."

"Since I lost, shouldn't you seize the chance to beat him even more?"

The magic apprentices present looked at each other in confusion.

"Uh... that seems a bit inappropriate."

"Yes, you lost. If we beat him again, it would be too disgraceful."

"Most of the people on the scene were ours, what are you worried about being disgraced..." Gegil looked at them weakly.

The magic apprentices fell silent.

"Get out, all of you get out."

"Uh..."

"I said get out!" Gegil roared all of a sudden.

Instantly, the large group of magic apprentices filed out. In the end, only two people remained in the room.

One was Gegil, and the other?

Ruiqi'er.

A girl of medium height, with black hair tinged with red, petite ears, and eyes like gemstones. As for her looks, there's no need to mention. After all, there are no ugly blood elves.

Gegil rolled his eyes at Ruiqi'er, who stood aside in an apprentice's robe with folded arms, "Why are you still here? Want to laugh at me?"

"Haven't I seen enough of your jokes since childhood?" Ruiqi'er shrugged, "You just demanded they beat Angel, it was really ugly, like a lost and pitiful dog."

"What did you say?"

"Or not?"

"You! Remember this!"

"Don't worry, I remember everything. I kind of wish I could forget that you're my brother, but I can't." As she said this, Ruiqi'er took out an envelope from her pocket and threw it on the bed, "I'm here to give you what Mom sent and to see if you're still alive."

Finished speaking, she didn't wait for Gegil to respond and turned to leave.

Inside the room, Gegil was left sitting dumbfounded on the bed, sulking.

...

By this time, Angel had already "returned" to the library, specifically to the room where dark-themed books were stored.

Yes, he hadn't returned the letter of entrustment, and the president seemed to have forgotten about it. That became his "key" to entering the dark-themed library room, although it was only valid for a month.

Hmm... it's not impossible that he'd come up with another reason to enter the dark collection after the month was up.

"Mental reconstruction... slight magical adjustment, this is a bit difficult. My current level of magical control definitely can't achieve this. I can only take a look at it. Besides, most of it seems to be theories without practical value."

"Entering others' dreams... the materials are too expensive, it would take an astronomical amount of silver coins. I doubt even the mentor could conduct this experiment."

"Hypnotic magic..." Angel's eyes paused on one of the books.

The demon craned its neck to take a look, "What are you planning?"

"Hypnotic magic... although it can't completely control others, it can alter someone's subconscious, but the extent must be small. Making the president give me lots of money? That's probably not small, not feasible. Getting the school materials warehouse to open for me? Probably not either, they have more people and will check the accounts. Then..." Angel turned his gaze towards the entrance, muttering to himself, "I can change the subconscious of the Gatekeeper, making him subconsciously think I permanently hold an effective letter of entrustment. That way, I can come and go freely here. As long as I don't check out books, there won't be any records left."

Okay, this is why the Magic Academy prohibited most students from entering the dark-themed library. In the foreseeable future, Angel will become another example of the dark magical power-corrupting mage. I can even see a huge burden coming down on the dark magic forces.

...

At this moment, fifty kilometers outside Giant Snake City, the recently built Giant Snake City Magic Academy.

It was a plain surrounded by mountains. The entire plain belonged to the Giant Snake City Magic Academy, giving a feeling of vastness and serenity. In terms of area, it was entirely incomparable with the Blood Elf Magic Academy.

In fact, the scenery was the same.

The Blood Elf Magic Academy was mostly wooden structures, appearing quaint and crowded.

Giant Snake City Magic Academy was completely different. Expansive, towering white buildings that seemed to radiate light under the sun, with large gardens and neatly trimmed flowers. Beneath the white walls were freshly planted vines just sprouting from the ground.

Every office, every classroom looked spacious. Importantly, it all looked luxurious.

Although Jones didn't have much feeling for luxury, he did hire a famed designer from the Blood Clan. This led to the final result making the whole academy look like an oversized mansion.

Of course, the most crucial, is that Giant Snake City had money and lots of manpower. Otherwise, even the best design would result in a mishmash construction.

No one was in the academy's square.

No one was in the academy's garden except for the gardeners.

Yes, the entire academy was empty because the enrollment was not yet completed. Even the teaching staff hadn't been fully assembled.

This was normal, as the hardware construction speed outpaced the software construction speed.

A large group of Magic Masters from the Blood Elf Magic Academy and Mage Tower were busy in one of the buildings, striving to decipher the magical secrets of the Krimasha era.

In the principal's office, the first principal, maybe the permanent principal, the Lich Aikleion, was locking eyes with Angel's mentor, Amos. Or... maybe it was locking eyes with an eye socket.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" Aikleion asked.

"No, I..." Amos stammered, "I'm really interested in Krimasha's secrets, but ultimately, I'm a Magic Master of the Blood Elf Magic Academy. I can't stay to teach."

"But we will offer many benefits to the mentors, such as priority over Krimasha's magical secrets."

"That sounds attractive, but we Blood Elves seem to already have an agreement with the Hydra Knights. We also have priority."

"That's only the Blood Elves' priority, not yours. Right? What we offer is absolute priority."

"No... I am still used to living in Luo Ge Xian Ni. I've grown up under the sacred tree and I'm used to it."

Aikleion slightly lowered his head, then pushed a booklet across the table, "What if I threw in the secrets of Necromancy?"

"Uh..." On the opposite side, Amos hesitated, his gaze flickering between Aikleion's skull and the magical book, "No, if I did this, I would be considered a traitor to the Blood Elves."

"There is also space magic."

"You can't tempt me any further. I'm not going to hold on! I don't want to disappoint Her Majesty who sent us over!"

Aikleion took out another small booklet from his waist, "This is an interdimensional travel log written many years ago by a very powerful Lich. His main body has already left Keltos. This here is a hand copy."

Looking at the booklet, Amos was stunned. After a while, he came back to his senses.

He grabbed Aikleion's wrist bone, lowering his voice excitedly, "Can I... only have a part of it?"

"Part of it?" Aikleion was surprised.

"I mean, I can teach for a while, then, go back. How about that?"

"No, we want long-term. If it's short-term, it's not worth that much." Saying that, Aikleion wanted to put the booklet away.

"No!" Amos pounced and grabbed Aikleion's wrist holding the booklet, "In the time I'm not here teaching, I can have my disciple come to teach. I assure you he can do it! Really! He's excellent! This way, in a sense, it will be like I've never left!"

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