"I'm so annoying, so annoying..." The impatient voice sounded harshly and loudly in the Mayan Academy in the Imperial Palace.

"I won't read it anymore. Every time I hear these boring and nagging spells, I'm going to go out for a walk."

"Stop!" An old voice, obviously suppressing anger, echoed around like a muffled thunder.

Buhand, the old palace mage who was very knowledgeable in magic and knowledge, had his face twisted and trembling at this time, and his eyes were filled with angry flames. In front of him, a young man about nineteen years old and looked rebellious and impatient, pushing away the table in front of him vigorously, stood up, intending to walk out of this place that was extremely boring for him.

"What are you doing?" The young man who had already walked out of the seat rolled his eyes impatiently: "I said I don't want to read it, don't force me to do something I don't like." The young man walked past the old magician who was about to get angry in his eyes. His sluggish look almost made the old magician so angry that he almost vomited blood.

At this time, it was not only the old mage and the young man in this palace. In addition to the noble sons from several imperial grandpas, there were also three children of His Majesty Li Diqi, two sons and one daughter, including the crown prince Villoch, who will inherit the throne in the future, the second son Jerrich, and Princess Catherine.

All of these nobles were respectful to the old magistrate and listened attentively, but he was the only one...

The old magistrate looked at the back of the boy who was about to walk out of the palace and felt the projection of seven or eight pairs of hot eyes behind him. The old magistrate finally couldn't suppress his anger and shouted: "Sperger, come back for me!"

With the angry voice, the old magician quickly drew several magic symbols with both hands and chanted spells softly in his mouth. When one of the boy's right foot had already stepped out of the threshold, a magic rope flashing with fluorescent suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and instantly entangled Sberg tightly like a spirit snake.

"Forbidden Technique!" Looking at the young man who was hung up out of thin air like a shrimp, the old magician smiled proudly in the admiration of several nobles and princesses.

"Old guy, don't you know who I am? Do you dare to treat me like this?" The guy who was wrapped in magic ropes and was hanging out of thin air could only move his mouth, but he still shouted arrogantly: "If it weren't for the sake of Aimeili, I would have pulled out all your eyebrows and pulled off your beard..."

"Love Merri?" The old magistrate's eyebrows trembled: "When did you see her... you...?"

"Hehe..." Sberg laughed, not answering the magistrate's question, but instead looked bad and said in a slight remark: "Aimeiri has such a good figure, young, beautiful and energetic, and seems to be no less than the Photon of the "Elf Capital"..."

"You...you..." The old mage trembled with anger.

The old magician Buhand, who has been upright and honest all his life, has been in the imperial court for decades. It is precisely because he is not only a magician who has been with him during his lifetime, but also an enlightenment mentor for the current king His Majesty Li Diqi. Now he has begun to teach the third generation of royal nobles in the empire, so even the crown prince must take the rituals of the elders to this old magician, respect him well, and never dare to be rude and despise him.

But some people dared to be rude to the old magistrate, and even boldly teased his lovely granddaughter with the old magistrate on his back. This person is the young Sberg who is now hanging out of thin air like a shrimp!

"What did you...have you done to Ameri?"

"Do you really want to know?" A sly gaze flashed in Sberg's eyes.

Buhand took a breath, hesitated, and said weakly: "You said..."

"I want me to say yes, but you have to listen to me first read a poem by a minstrel..."

"Why?" the old wizard asked alertly.

"That was given to Aimeri. It didn't use the beginning of this poem. I had a bad mind and might not remember what I had done before." Sberg smiled.

Sberger has some means to deal with the upright and honest old magician.

Of course he was not afraid of Buhand's courage to do anything to him? In fact, as long as anyone who knows his identity dares to do anything to him, even His Majesty Li Diqi's throne had run up and stepped on him.

And he was the five or six-year-old boy Sberg who was brought by his side when the great magician Mo Xie woke up from the sleep of the magic space fourteen years ago. Mo Xie did not introduce the origin of the child to the imperial royal family, but said lightly that the child's name was Sberg.

The Lord.

The name Sberg is irrelevant, what is important is the surname he is behind, because everyone in the world knows that the full name of the great magician Mo Ye should be Mo Ye.

The Lord.

Although Mo Xie did not introduce the origin of the child in detail, it would be enough for the imperial royal family to know that the child's surname was Jehovah.

Sberg grew up in the palace since he was a child and grew up with members of the royal family. Rather than saying that the royal family is highly respected, Sberg is more afraid since he was a child and makes everyone who knows his identity feel scared.

In fact, there is nothing in Sberg that makes people afraid. He has neither a particularly good magical talent, nor even his ability to learn ordinary knowledge is extremely poor. It can be said that he is useless.

From the age of five or six to nearly twenty, I have not even recited the simplest article for more than ten years. Some magic spells are relatively difficult to pronounce, but even the stupidest child can learn a little after memorizing it by rote, right? But Sberg just couldn't do it. When the magic tutor was giving lectures, he either made small moves or just went to bed.

Although he didn't listen carefully every time, the magic tutor's warning several times was invalid, as long as he was quiet and did not disturb other royal nobles' classes, the magic tutor would no longer care about him. However, every magic tutor also listed Sberg as a bad student who could not be carved, and at the same time, he was secretly sad for the great magician Moye.

A super magic genius, his son is so unavailable to magic, and his understanding and talent for learning knowledge are so poor, which really makes people feel regret and sad.

It's strange that, in addition to his lack of interest in magic class, Shiberg often takes a lesson in learning and literature, he occasionally cheers up and finishes a class obediently. As for swordsmanship, Shiberg occasionally picks up a wooden sword and slashes randomly, he doesn't listen to any of the words of the swordsmanship tutors.

These are actually all good. If he doesn't miss them, no one can force him.

However, because of his special identity, many people in the palace were respectful to him since childhood and did not dare to disobey him at all. This also led to him developing a arrogant, rebellious and do whatever he wanted since childhood. These are not the most important things. Sberg's worst personality is not only arrogant, domineering, but also stingy. When he was nineteen years old, these bad personalities were more obvious.

Just like today, now...

"I come along the flames of hell, looking for my beloved person in the world. I call you with the most passionate passion of my life, and call you with my most loyal heart. Come back! Appear, the sunshine in the sky will not hurt you anymore, my shadow will block you, my heart will communicate with you, obey my call, the river will boil because of you, the ice and snow will melt because of you, and you are my strongest guardian-Mocasdorokka!"

The old magician listened in confusion about the words that looked like a minstrel, and suddenly felt a hint of uneasiness. When Sberg said last sentence, "You are my strongest guardian - Mokasdor Roca!", the old magician Buhan's face turned pale in an instant, and a chill rushed into his heart irresistibly.

"Mocasdor Roca!" Hearing this voice representing the name of the god of death, the old magician groaned involuntarily, and stroked his head weakly, trying to drive away the fear in his heart, but suddenly realized that his limbs no longer obeyed his orders. Except for the consciousness that could move freely, he could never do anything again.

The calm space in front of the old magician suddenly rippled, like ripples in the water, waving in circles, and like a bubble suddenly rising from the calm lake. A pair of huge eyes flashing with green slowly emerged, from blur to clear, from huge to small, to the last figure of human size walked out of the ripples of space.

It was a magician wearing a black mage robe and holding a black black jade scepter. His huge and empty eyes flashed with a faint green light. He turned out to be a skeleton mage.

But the old magician Buhand knew that the skeleton in front of him who had already fixed his body before he had been summoned from the magic space was definitely not just a simple skeleton mage. From the black jade scepter in his hand and the black mage robe embroidered with a golden skull head logo embroidered with gold wire, the old magician knew that the skeleton mage in front of him was "Mokassduroka". He was known as "Death God" three hundred years ago and had "necrotic mage" with level 45 dark magic. Three hundred years ago to now, except for the current great magician Moye's dark magic that has reached level 50, Mokasduroka is the strongest necrotic mage to enter level 40 dark magic.

It is rumored that three hundred years ago, in order to obtain the summoned beast "Fallen Sky Pig" that happened several hundred years ago, Mokasdor Roka fought against thirteen great mages of different magical systems at the "Cengyun Peak" on the Moso Mountain, and finally sent thirteen mages to hell with his terrifying necrotic magic. However, because of his magic power, he had also exhausted. Before he could climb "Cengyun Peak" to find the source of the power of the "Fallen Sky Pig" he wanted to get, he was killed by the winged man living on "Cengyun Peak" and followed the thirteen mages who were killed by him to meet God.

At that time, the battle between the thirteen great mages of different magical systems shocked all living things and races on the mainland. Mokasdor Roka was even loaded into the celebrity list by the "Magic Guild" and ranked third!

"But Mokassduroka..." The old magician almost moaned again in his consciousness: "Why was he summoned by Sberg, who could not even master half of the magic spell, with a minstrel-like poetry spell? Shouldn't Mokasduroka have disappeared? Why was he called out of the world by this summoning form?"

The old magician was so shocked that he fell into deep fear, but the skeleton mage had already lifted the "forbidden art" imposed by Buhand on Sberg, rescued his despicable master, and stood aside blankly.

Seeing the changes in front of you, several royal and noble boys were startled, but then curiosity replaced the panic. How could the teenagers understand the terror of the skeleton mage in front of you? How could they understand what was going on in front of you?

"Brother Sberg, then...what is that skeleton? Did you really summon it just now? Grandpa Buhand didn't speak any?" Princess Catherine opened her bright eyes wide and was next to the old magician, looking curiously at the skeleton wearing the mage's robe with the golden skull logo.

Catherine, His Majesty Li Diqi's third princess, is also the only princess. She is only sixteen years old this year. Her golden curly hair tied up bunches of small and cute braids. She is decorated with white ornaments. She sometimes makes a jingle and crisp sound when walking. Catherine can definitely be regarded as a stunning beauty. Her skin is fair and smooth, her nose is high and her bright big eyes are as clear as water, and she always reveals her curiosity about things. She is so cute, innocent and flawless. Even Sberg, who was secretly called the little overlord in the palace, did not dare to have any evil thoughts about this cute and innocent little princess.

During the ten years since Katherine entered the Mayan Academy at the age of six and has been very enthusiastic about magic knowledge, especially the magic of the light. It seems that women are born to like magic of the light, especially Katherine, who is particularly fond of magic of the reply.

In the magic system, the light system, the dark system and the mind system are the three major systems of magic, and all magic evolved from these three systems.

Among them, the most profound and difficult to understand is the most profound and difficult to understand. The invisible and slow erosional magic attack on the target with the spiritual curse is the representative of the magician.

The following is the light magic. Since the light magic is built on a long and troublesome spell and pays attention to the cleanliness of the mind, light magic has always been rarely cared about.

Compared with dark magic, this is a very large and complex magic system, among which the undead system is the most important.

Dark magic does not require very annoying spells. Usually, several phrases can be used very quickly and quickly with magic symbols drawn by magic handprints. The most important thing is that most of the dark magic is aggressive magic. In order to master stronger power than others, magicians will basically directly choose dark magic as their compulsory course.
Chapter completed!