You call this a black hand?

Because the enemy was scared away before the official invasion, the attack did not cause much damage to Fort St. Grant.

However, there was a building in the city outside the school that was trampled into ruins by the sea giant.

But this doesn't affect anything.

Although people were still worried about this, the atmosphere eventually returned to normal with the school's deliberate attempts to appease the situation.

The interrupted opening ceremony also continued.

Mellen did not participate because he was still pretending to be weak.

But he had heard that the celebration was somewhat anticlimactic because everyone was generally not thinking about it.

He also did not attend the subsequent sorting phase. Instead, he contacted the school and mentioned where he wanted to go.

So without going through the normal process, he was assigned to Oak Academy.

Also solved was the issue of accommodation.

"There are a lot of people who want to live in the same student dormitory with you, and most of them have various connections. Herman, who is in charge of this matter, doesn't want to offend anyone, so he simply arranged a single room for you.

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In the secret cabin below the forest park, Juliana was sitting opposite Melon.

As the vice-president of Oak College, she was very busy today because the school was still allocating manpower to deal with the aftermath of the attack. She even did the work of many people by herself without any overtime pay.

But now she looks full of energy. The black windbreaker is quite slim on her body, and with the work look on her face that has not yet dissipated, she looks heroic.

However, as this beautiful young woman untied and shook the long black hair on her head, this heroic spirit was unconsciously mixed with a touch of feminine charm.

"It saves him some worries, but it won't be smooth sailing for you to get along with your classmates in the future."

Too much emphasis on privilege will only make you look superior and out of touch. Even though there will be some people who want to be friends with Mellen for various reasons, such friendships are only based on interests.

This situation is completely different from the original amiable Iger Wilson.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter even if you can't make friends."

Mellen shrugged and said, "Don't I still have a fiancée? I don't have to worry about no one to talk to me."

Fiancée...

Juliana blinked when she heard this, and then said with a deep expression: "Since it is a single-room dormitory, I am not afraid of others disturbing me. What do you think about asking your fiancée to move in with you?"

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"sure."

Mellen replied with a smile, "As long as she dares, I welcome her at any time."

"But, what if she gets pregnant because of this?" the black-haired young woman asked pretending to be worried, as if she had forgotten about Mellen's infertility.

"Then give birth?"

"That's not okay. You are still too young to have children."

"There are many ways to not have children."

Mellen replied, "Just tell her to rest assured."

The young black-haired woman was speechless.

When she heard that Mellen was assigned a single room, she thought it must be an excellent place for a date.

But I can’t tell who I’m dating.

Now that the matter of heir has emerged, there are quite a few crazy bees and butterflies eyeing Melen. The child is still too young, and she doubts whether this guy can withstand the temptation.

After all, she had experienced firsthand how greedy he was.

But when it comes to moving in together...

Feeling the black-haired boy sitting opposite, the eyes looking at her became more and more fiery, Juliana, who was still in a teasing mood, felt a little flustered for no reason.

So after putting down a magic bag, she got up and left in a hurry, without saying whether she would stay there.

"You're a coward and you can only show off with your mouth."

Mellen curled his lips when he saw this.

Of course it is inconvenient to live with your "cousin".

Apart from anything else, he secretly has a girlfriend. Although it is not true, it is inevitable that she will go to the dormitory to find him.

So what I said before was just to scare the other party.

In fact, because yesterday's torture was a bit crazy, he is still in a sage state and has no idea about certain things for the time being...

Thinking of this, Mellen glanced at the entrance of the underground secret room unconsciously.

Mrs. Chelsea has re-disguised herself as a girl and left here. Along with it, the props she created using the transformation technique have also disappeared.

Now that the secret room was empty, Mellen felt inexplicably lost.

Especially when he invited the teacher to enter the storybook world last night to see why the advent was not strengthened after completing the level, the teacher declined on the grounds of physical discomfort, which made Mellen even more suspicious. Did the teacher really not want to be with him anymore?

Have you had any ambiguous contact with yourself?

The mood was a bit complicated because of this, but Melon ostensibly picked up the magic pocket that Juliana had left before.

The two of them were talking about not only the dormitory issue, but also another matter.

That is, there will be a formal practice test at noon today.

It is said to be a test, but it is actually the same as starting to practice, so Mellen needs to make extra preparations.

After all, the path he chose to become a successor is different from normal wizard practice.

Juliana had been thinking about this matter, so she just took a break from her busy schedule and ran over just to give him this bag of supplies.

When you open it and take a look, there are many boxes inside, neatly stacked on top of each other, and you can't see what's inside.

But he didn't need to check. After all, it was his own practice. Of course, he wouldn't be unclear about the items he needed.

Mellen then transferred a pile of luminous gold coin-like objects in his magic pocket to this new pocket.

This pile of things was also a collection of spiritual practice resources that his teacher had prepared for him when he was in Graham City. It was said that it was enough for him to need for a semester. The teacher also mentioned at the time that he could ask her for it at any time if there was not enough.

Mellen thinks this may not be enough, but it's hard to say.

After putting everything away, he stood up and left the secret room.

Just as he was about to rush towards where the other freshmen were meeting, he suddenly heard a faint sound of prayer.

"what?"

Mellen was surprised by this.

This voice sounds a little different from the one calling the mysterious knight, and it doesn't seem to be a "line".

But he stopped and listened carefully, but he didn't hear what the praying voice was saying specifically.

I could just vaguely feel that the person on the other side was very weak, his tone was particularly humble, and there was still a trace of hope left in the despair.

Mellen was very curious about this new situation, so after listening for a while, he came up with an idea.

The result was different from the situation of the mysterious knight. This time he was not "summoned", but it was as if nothing had happened.

Even the voice of prayer could not be heard.

"baffling……"

It came suddenly and left suddenly, leaving no trace or clue.

Meren grunted because of this, and was too lazy to pay attention to this strange situation, and hurried towards the classroom.

What he didn't notice was that the number of gray fates in his inventory was quietly decreasing, while the number of green fates was unconsciously increasing.

At the same time, a thread that was completely different from other threads of fate was faintly born.