Chapter 144: Hidden Ancient Clan

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Hidden Ancient Clan

Faced with that sudden question, the five simultaneously fell silent.

The Nyxfrost Immortal Herb...

To be honest, if he hadn’t mentioned it, they were about to forget it cleanly too.

Right from the moment they decided to abandon the contest, the whole group had defaulted to this mission failing, no one bringing it up again.

Under Griffin’s gaze, Jeremy felt a bit guilty.

At this moment, he was considering whether to fabricate a truly arduous, truly dangerous story to deal with it. But thinking carefully, lying in front of an unpredictable Griffin would only make things worse.

Weighing the pros and cons, Jeremy still chose to tell the truth, briefly summarizing the entire process.

Taking Leon’s feelings into consideration, he didn’t mention Kathy and the Magic Tower at all.

But Griffin clearly didn’t care about the process either. He only looked at the result. After listening, his expression didn’t change half a fraction.

"Tsk. Luckily I didn’t place high expectations on you lot." He snapped his fingers, and the spatial gate opened again. His voice icy: "This year’s holidays, including summer break, completely canceled. Now you can go back."

That inhumane sentence was truly too hateful.

But failure must be paid with a commensurate price; that was inherently an unwritten rule.

Exactly as he once said, before they could defeat him, they had no qualification to resist, and couldn’t resist even if they tried.

As for the academy’s side... as long as Griffin didn’t kill them, the higher-ups wouldn’t intervene.

The five were too lazy to say more. Just as they were about to step into the spatial gate, a few more auras appeared around them.

Jeremy’s footsteps halted. The corner of his eye swept over.

The newcomers were... Kathy’s group.

Seven people, not missing a single one.

As for the white half-moon-shaped jade in Kathy’s hand, it was clearly the Caelum Jade.

The one who secured the serendipity this time was indeed her.

According to the previous situation, she probably wouldn’t kill Leon before the blood pact deadline arrived. But strangely, they didn’t seem to just be passing by by chance, rather they were heading straight towards this direction with a very clear goal.

A glint of doubt flashed. Jeremy followed her with his eyes.

Very quickly, he saw Kathy stop a few steps away from Griffin, then cross her hands over her chest, drop to one knee, and bow in greeting.

The six followers behind her froze for a moment before hastily following suit. That flustered appearance clearly showed they also hadn’t reacted in time.

"..."

Witnessing that scene, Jeremy was slightly startled.

The dignified daughter of the Vice Master... actually performing a grand greeting to Griffin?

This wasn’t the academy. Kathy wasn’t a student of the school either.

Let alone the ritual she just performed wasn’t an empire’s greeting, but the standard greeting of the Magic Tower reserved for superiors.

Jeremy just watched as Kathy respectfully raised the Caelum Jade and the Nyxfrost Immortal Herb with both hands, offering them up to Griffin.

"..."

The sentence he just said, not placing high expectations on them, meant exactly this?

Jeremy’s mood was speechless beyond words. He originally intended to listen and see what the two sides were preparing to say, but Griffin casually snapped his fingers, and the spatial gate instantly sucked both him and his four silently bewildered teammates inside cleanly, cutting off their line of sight.

Waiting until the dizzying sensation faded and everything returned to normal, they were already standing in front of the teleportation matrix leading back to the academy.

Jeremy turned to look at Leon: "...Is Teacher Griffin a high-ranking manager of the Magic Tower?"

Leon’s mind was also a mess. A long while later, he replied: "...No."

From Kathy’s reaction, he could roughly guess Griffin’s identity.

In this world, the one capable of making Kathy perform such a grand greeting, aside from the Tower Master and her own biological father, was only the teacher whom the Vice Master had begged continuously for five whole years and paid a massive price to invite over after the day she was born.

Because this person’s movements were mysterious, aside from the Vice Master who had invited him and his student Kathy, no one had ever seen his face.

Even he, living in the Magic Tower for sixteen years, had never met him, only occasionally eavesdropping a few words when his father, the Tower Master, conversed with the Council of Elders members.

He vaguely learned the reason that caused the Vice Master to have to beg for five whole years to invite him back to teach his daughter: the other party came from a hidden ancient clan that had existed since the early days of the Empire’s founding, the Divine Temple, and the Magic Tower.

The first-generation patriarch of the Prometheus family, who had contributed to building the Empire, the holder of Covenant Mark 01, was precisely someone originating from that ancient clan.

But even though later the Prometheus family left their name through the ages, the title Divine Sorcerer echoing across the continent, countless admirers seeking to pay their respects, regarding the news of that hidden ancient clan, they still didn’t leak half a word. As if it were a taboo never allowed to be mentioned.

Right up to today, when the Prometheus family had perished, that ancient clan still hadn’t shown its face to the public, only existing within the records of ancient tomes.

There were also rumors that the first-generation founder of this ancient clan was an existence even closer to the gods than the representative of the Divine Domain Realm - the Divine Punisher.

If one said the Divine Domain Realm was something created by the gods to establish rules, classify Covenant Marks, and act as a medium for power, and the representative of the Divine Domain Realm had the duty to convey regulations and protect this heaven and earth.

Then the Divine Punisher was precisely the one holding the authority bestowed by the gods, the executor on behalf of divine authority.

Whether it was the Empire, the Magic Tower, or the Divine Temple, they all had their own respective gods they worshipped. But the Divine Punisher was a collection of the gods’ beliefs, an existence possessing divine personhood, and also the existence most capable of ascending to godhood.

The common saying was that the first-generation patriarch who founded that ancient clan had already ascended to godhood early on, unable to interfere in mortal affairs, which was why he had never appeared.

Of course, those were merely rumors.

True or false remained to be verified.

But one thing was certain: the existence that made the Vice Master of the Magic Tower have to beg for five whole years and pay a massive price to invite, was absolutely not some nameless nobody.