Chapter 145: New Development

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: New Development

Seeing the whole group curious, Leon briefly recounted what he knew to the four.

After listening quietly, Jeremy finally spoke up: "So you mean he comes from a hidden ancient clan, and ever since Kathy turned five, he has always held the position of her dedicated tutor at the Magic Tower?"

Leon gave a "yeah": "You could say that. The Vice Master begged for five years to invite him. Kathy’s entire curriculum is arranged by him. But he basically only communicates via transmission magic tools, extremely rarely coming to the Tower in person. Even that father of mine has never met him, let alone others."

At this moment, Jeremy only had exactly one thought.

During the first semester, Griffin once said he was twenty-one. Kathy and Leon were the same age. Meaning at the age of ten, Griffin was already sitting in the seat of the Magic Tower’s specially invited tutor?

Isn’t this a bit too much.

No matter how you look at it, this matter doesn’t seem reasonable.

Becoming a tutor at a top-tier academy at twenty-one already surpassed ninety-nine percent of mages in this world. Yet that still wasn’t the limit.

Jeremy’s mood became subtle: "Such a hard-to-invite existence actually volunteered to be a tutor at the academy?"

Setting aside Griffin’s own capabilities for now. But his first student was already an existence that felt like a waste to just call a genius, no wonder he always used that look of looking at trash to look at them.

"...Who knows what he’s thinking."

Leon previously had never thought that Griffin was actually Kathy’s teacher.

Although both were in the Magic Tower and of the same age, his and her life trajectories had diverged early on.

Before the age of twelve, the two were stuck together all day. Even after Kathy awakened Holy Covenant 06 at the age of six and a half, nothing changed.

Her awakening time was very early. But the teacher the Vice Master invited, before she turned twelve, only used letters and video calls via crystal balls to teach, never having personally set foot in the Tower.

Therefore, Kathy’s daily schedule, aside from an extra magic subject, had other courses and training in sync with him.

Both being children of the top brass, both were destined from birth to be chess pieces, both possessing no freedom.

When other children their age were listening to fairy tales before bed, he and Kathy were thrown to the border to survive on their own.

Most were duo missions. Thus, if they failed to complete the objective, then the whipping, confinement in extreme cold environments, or even more cruel physical punishments, were all borne by the two together.

It could be said that during that phase, if a month had thirty days, they were together for twenty-eight days. The remaining two days separated were because Kathy had to contact her private tutor to take magic-related courses.

But at the age of twelve, Kathy left the Magic Tower, going undercover in another kingdom.

For the few years after that, the two lost contact.

Regarding her matters later on, he naturally wasn’t clear either.

The next time they met was a month after the day he awakened a low-tier Covenant Mark, which was also the day the blood pact was established.

After a few years of not seeing each other, both she and he had changed, naturally no longer on the same frequency. It could even be said they had walked towards two extremes.

He originally thought their next encounter would be when the blood pact deadline arrived. He didn’t expect to meet in the Myriad Beasts Domain.

He even managed to solve the mystery of the teacher she had previously always kept her mouth tightly shut about, refusing to mention.

No wonder back then, every time she finished her magic class, her condition was so terrible.

If the teacher was Griffin... then everything made perfect sense.

Leon’s past doubts had an answer.

While he was lost in reminiscence, Evelyn spoke up: "Did that teacher also agree to this blood pact matter?"

Leon pulled his train of thought back, his voice flat: "Unclear. He rarely appears at the Tower. But the blood pact involves the heir position; whether he agrees or not, the situation is already nailed down. Even if his identity is special, ultimately he is still not a Magic Tower person, possessing no right to intervene."

That answer was very reasonable. Evelyn didn’t ask further.

Leon also didn’t want to bring this matter up again, proactively closing the topic: "Talking about those things is useless anyway. Let’s return to the academy first."

Evelyn nodded, stepping into the teleportation matrix right in front of them.

Jeremy silently followed behind.

Judging by Griffin’s attitude, he had no intention of hiding his identity, but clearly didn’t belong to the type who would explain much either.

Forcibly sending the whole group away was likely because he didn’t want them to hear the conversation between him and Kathy.

But ultimately, whatever identity Griffin bore made little difference to them.

As for the blood pact between Leon and Kathy... currently there was still no way to dissolve it.

Once established, it couldn’t be changed. The Magic Tower side clearly wanted to force Leon to a dead end; whether he voluntarily yielded the seat or not was no longer important.

As for the method Phoenix mentioned about establishing a pact with a primordial divine beast to forcibly sever the backlash... truthfully it wasn’t very feasible, but could still be considered a sliver of hope.

For now, they could only simultaneously search for documents related to primordial divine beasts and comb through ancient tomes to see if there were any other magics capable of neutralizing the blood pact.

Aside from that, the remaining part was supporting Leon to elevate his strength before the three-year deadline arrived.

Even though the realm gap was too vast, and three short years couldn’t surpass Kathy, putting in effort wasn’t a terrible thing anyway.

After stepping into the teleportation matrix, Jeremy glanced at the time.

This trip consumed over seventy days. Two and a half months.

The mission Griffin assigned wasn’t completed. But unexpectedly, they scooped up a pile of unforeseen assets.

Twenty spatial rings. Eleven bizarrely shaped storage artifacts. Plus thirty-three spatial pouches.

The number of humans entering the secret realm wasn’t high, so the number of deaths naturally was low, and the relics left behind only accounted for twenty percent. And those had self-destruct magic pre-cast on them, so he didn’t touch them.

The majority gathered were relics of beastkin, among them a portion from demons and alien species.

Their cultivation levels were higher than his, coupled with the fact that they hadn’t been dead for long, so the contract marks hadn’t dissipated yet. He could only take the trouble to hire someone to forcibly erase the contracts before knowing what was inside.

Jeremy pondered for a moment.

Just in case, he used a magic tool to seal up that entire batch of magical jewelry, preventing any residual auras from leaking out and inviting trouble before the marks could be broken.

Within the academy’s island system, there was the Isle of All Things. Returning to school, spending some accumulated points to hire a mage to unseal them, digging out everything valuable inside, and then destroying the shells would be it, nothing to worry about.

This godsend batch of assets might just bring an unexpected joy.

The very first second setting foot back in the academy, the notification sound for messages from the Magic Spirit card continuously rang out.

After leaving the school perimeter, all messages sent via the Magic Spirit card during that period would be suspended until one entered the academy to receive or send them.

Jeremy didn’t even need to look to know who it was.

The contact list added after enrollment, aside from his teammates, only had Lomita and Raphael.

Raphael wouldn’t message unless there was an important matter. The only one capable of firing a continuous barrage of messages, aside from Lomita, he couldn’t think of anyone else.

Jeremy turned off the reminder, following his teammates towards the department’s classroom, taking the opportunity to summon the light screen to check.

As expected, it was Lomita.

Before leaving school, he had informed her that he would be gone for about three months. So the messages sent were basically all daily roll-call check-ins accompanied by some emoji stickers.

The last message was from this morning.

Asking him when he would return, and attaching a starred post published by the school’s Student Council.

The Student Council wasn’t an empty title, but a special authoritative body established right from the early days of building the academy.

Both a bridge connecting the school with students, and the core center enforcing rules.

Members were all fifth to sixth-year students. The entry requirements were so strict that rumor had it anyone who managed to get in belonged to the monstrous genius category.

The majority of matters within the academy were handled by them.

And the starred post was a special symbol only attached when there was an important announcement.

Counting from the first day of the semester to now, two and a half months had passed. Counting the days, it was also time for the midterm exam phase.

It’s probably content related to the exams, right.

Jeremy replied to Lomita with a short sentence, [I’m back], then clicked on the post.

But completely unlike his prediction, it wasn’t about exams.

The title on it was: [The Annual Hide-and-Seek Tournament is about to begin~ Please read the pre-tournament leaks carefully.]

Jeremy: ...?

Tournament... Hide-and-Seek?