Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 296 - 0296: Infiltration (Three More Monthly Ticket Requests)

Chapter 296: Chapter 0296: Infiltration (Three More Monthly Ticket Requests)

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Darran School, stationed headquarters.

Outside the manor, there is a wall made of countless stumps and rocks with blood-sucking and thorny vines climbing up, forming a stable defense line.

“I… Silver Eye · Dom, I am finally home.”

With a clean shaved head and peculiar tattoos, Silver Eye arrived at the entrance of the manor with complicated emotions showing in his eyes.

“Who goes there?”

At the main door of the manor, a trumpet flower bloomed and from it emerged an old voice.

“Teacher, it’s me! I’m Home,” Silver Eye’s voice was deep.

Boom!

The next moment, the door banged open and a green-robed old sorcerer came out to greet him. On seeing Silver Eye, who had drastically changed his appearance, he rubbed his eyes: “You… you are… Silver Eye?”

He could never have imagined that the previously meticulous student would willingly shave off his hair and beard, looking like a big bald-head.

“Yes, teacher! I’m sorry I did not meet your expectations before…”

Silver Eye humbly bowed his head.

“No… No need to apologize. Looking back, I was too harsh on you.”

The green-robed old wizard wiped his eyes, which were slightly moist: “It’s good to have you back! Even if you are just a mid-level mage, that’s enough to assume the position of the Head of Darran School.”

Initially, he saw Silver Eye as a genius, had very high expectations of him, and hoped that he could break through the bottleneck of high-level mages to revitalize Darran School.

Later, due to over-eagerness, he used some risky transformation rituals, which led to problems with Silver Eye. It was difficult for him to get promoted to the high-level, so he left on a journey to seek solutions.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye.

The green-robed old sorcerer was now over a hundred years old, nearing the end of his life.

“No… Teacher!”

The tattoo on Silver Eye’s body lit up one by one, forming mysterious symbols of the Language of Arrogance.

With the amplification of this series of symbols, his aura kept rising, and in his pupils appeared two silver rings formed by countless mysterious symbols: “Senior mage… I already am.”

“Truly… a senior mage!”

The green-robed old sorcerer was extremely surprised, and then his surprise turned into ecstasy: “Good…you’re good! My Darran School, will surely prosper!”

Senior-level mage, a profession on par or even stronger than a Silver Knight.

In the present age, where Gold Knights and Witch Kings are almost extinct, they are the ones standing at the peak of the mystery realm!

“Rejuvenation? No! This is far from enough! I want to integrate all schools and make all mages bow at my feet!”

Silver Eye laughed: “However… we must change the name of Darran School. Teacher… allow me to introduce you to a completely new school, a force which people yearn for… it’s called – Arrogant School!”

As for the opportunities and choices of the four students, Su Lu wasn’t really concerned.

As long as the knowledge, ideas, and magic potion of Arrogant School were disseminated, that was enough.

And the results?

It might take decades or even centuries of brewing to truly emerge.

At this moment, he had put on a tight black outfit and wore the Crow’s Mask. Although the disguise effect of this mask was slightly reduced, he could still slightly adjust the facial muscles to resemble similar facial features.

“This is… the Royal Palace?”

Su Lu stood not far away looking at the Royal Palace Castle, a hint of a smile showing on his face.

After coming to this world, without any restrictions, he was getting more and more daring.

At this moment, he thought to take a tour of the palace.

But, even in this low-magic world, with his current strength, it would be unrealistic to storm into the palace.

The Duke had Silver Knights under his command, and the strength of the royal guards and court mages wouldn’t be lacking, not to mention, there might be amazing artifacts left by Dragon I.

Su Lu decided to infiltrate the palace.

There were many royal guards, mostly clad in golden armor, protecting king Terrin III, the queen, and their children. There were likely around a thousand of them, changing shifts daily.

Su Lu set his sight on a guard named ‘Garfield’.

His physique and hairstyle were similar to Su Lu’s, and he could use the Crow’s Mask to change any differences in facial features.

Furthermore, this fellow was quite aloof, had limited interaction with his peers, liked to go to a tavern frequented by lower-class people for a drink after his patrol, and even stayed up all night.

Therefore, the next day, when Su Lu wearing Garfield’s armour arrived at the Palace, he did not arouse anyone’s attention.

“Garfield, Quentin… Today, you will patrol the garden with me! Remember the glory of the knights and your duty!”

A middle-aged knight with white hair and a clean-shaven beard admonished, leading their guard duty and patrol.

Su Lu exuded inspiration and was slightly disappointed: “The scope is too small, at least… this area doesn’t have what I am looking for.”

“Perhaps, after scoping out the terrain, I should come back at night. Then I can deploy a shadow clone?”

Just then, the team in front parted to the sides to salute, obviously greeting someone of high status.

“Sir Neville!”

A melodious female voice sounded.

Su Lu slightly lifted his head, catching sight of a woman clad in a big red dress sweeping the floor. This should be the newest queen of king Terrin III – Flora Drake.

King Terrin III was almost sixty, had three wives in his history, and had fathered two sons and one daughter.

Queen Flora was the third successor, unfortunately only giving birth to a daughter, Princess Messiah.

She was beautiful, although in her thirties, but looked like a nineteen-year-old girl, with flowing red hair like fire.

By her side, there was a little girl.

This little girl was about thirteen or fourteen, wearing hunting boots and clothes, platinum-colored short hair, and had a tomboyish disposition.

The curious little girl seemed to have noticed Su Lu’s sneaky glance. Her eyes were filled with dignity and curiosity, as if she had found a fun toy.

At this point, the queen and Sir Neville’s courteous conversation was almost done.

‘So the little princess wants to go hunting, but she isn’t allowed to, and can only play in the garden….’

‘Our task is to protect this mother and daughter?’

Su Lu looked at Flora’s departing figure and gave an eerie smile.

Princess Messiah seemed to have noticed his gaze and gave him a fierce glare.

Su Lu, in a playful mood, made a grimace at her.

The little princess’s eyes widened, seemingly in disbelief that there was such a playful character among these solemn guards who were as serious as marble sculptures!

“Mother, I want to go horse riding!”

She turned her eyes, clutching the arm of Flora who was sipping tea under a shade, pleadingly.

“Okay, my little darling, you can choose a pony, and Sir Neville will accompany you.”

After being bothered so much, a helpless Flora gave in.

“No… How can I trouble such a respected knight? I want… him to serve me!”

Messiah’s little pale hand pointed at a guard standing beside a knight. It was Su Lu!