sbdcsierra Chapter 463 Ancient Spirit City
Chapter 463 Ancient Spirit City
Chao Bufan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Principal, could you tell me about the Ancient Spirit City?"
"Huh?" Not only Principal Smith, but even Professor Warlock and the others were taken aback upon hearing this. Principal Smith then asked in surprise, "How did you know about the existence of Ancient Spirit City?"
Chao Bufan smiled slightly and replied, "It was Bridal and the others who told me, but they all said they only knew of the existence of Ancient Spirit City, but didn't know anything about it. Headmaster, could you tell me about it?"
Upon hearing this, Principal Smith smiled meaningfully and then said, "Chao Bufan, although you are a student of our magic academy, you are not from Ancient Spirit City, so—" He paused and continued, "I think it's best if you know as little as possible about anything concerning Ancient Spirit City."
"Why?" Chao Bufan asked, puzzled.
Principal Smith smiled and then said, "Because there's a strict rule in Ancient Spirit City, a cursed rule that no one in Ancient Spirit City is allowed to reveal any information about Ancient Spirit City to outsiders, otherwise they will suffer the backlash of the curse and die instantly. So I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
Since Principal Smith has been so direct, there's no point in saying more. Chao Bufan nodded and said, "In that case, it's better for me to know less."
Although he said that, he was becoming more and more curious about this ancient city. He thought to himself, the more mysterious it is, the more I want to know. Moreover, I want to find a way to go in and see for myself.
Principal Smith nodded, then got back to the point and asked, "Chao Bufan, do you have any thoughts on tomorrow's match?"
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan shrugged and smiled, saying, "What ideas could I possibly have? I'll just do my best!"
Professor Warlock said, "Now that you know about the existence of Ancient Spirit City, you should also know about the existence of Black House Mountain."
Chao Bufan nodded in agreement. Professor Warlock then continued, "Black House Mountain has been plotting for a long time, waiting for the barrier to open tomorrow so they can take the opportunity to destroy our magic academy and then attack Ancient Spirit City. So, you'd better be careful in tomorrow's match. If you find anything wrong, you should abandon the match. Professor Mihir will then lead you away safely."
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan smiled slightly and asked, "Principal, in terms of strength alone, which is stronger, the Black Magic Academy or our Magic Academy?"
"Well—" the principal hesitated for a moment, then said, "They should be evenly matched!"
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan nodded, then said calmly, "If it weren't for the people from Black House Mountain, I think they wouldn't be able to stop me from leaving."
“That’s hard to say,” Professor Warlock said with a serious expression. “After all, Blackhouse Mountain has always wanted to destroy our Ancient Spirit City. In that case, there will definitely be people from Blackhouse Mountain in the Dark Arts Academy. Don’t worry, we have already made arrangements. If things turn sour, we will immediately notify Professor Mihir, and she will take you away as soon as possible.”
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan nodded and said "Mm," then stood up and said, "Principal, professors, if there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."
“Don’t rush off,” Principal Smith said with a smile. “Someone wants to see you.”
"Someone wants to see me?" Chao Bufan was slightly startled and asked, "Who?"
"it's me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rough and deep voice rang out from the office inside. Immediately afterwards, a hunchbacked old man, thin as a rake and holding a silver cane, walked out of the office. The old man was dressed in a tattered gray shaman's robe, smeared with rags like a beggar, and he looked as if he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for many days, appearing sickly before everyone.
When Chao Bufan saw the old man, he was taken aback. The hunchbacked old man in front of him looked sickly, but he gave people a sense of profound mystery and otherworldly elegance.
"Who are you?" Chao Bufan asked, looking shocked.
At this moment, Principal Smith and the others stood up from their seats, bowed to the hunchbacked old man, and respectfully said, "Mr. Louis."
The hunchbacked old man grunted in agreement and said, "You guys can go out first!"
"Yes," Principal Smith and the others replied respectfully, and then left.
Louis glanced at Chao Bufan, then sat down on the sofa and said, "Sit down, young man."
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan frowned slightly, then walked around the coffee table and sat down at the other end of the sofa. He then asked cautiously, "Senior, are you from Ancient Spirit City?"
"How so?" Louis asked with a smile.
Chao Bufan smiled slightly and then said, "I guessed."
Louis nodded and asked, "Young man, you've been here for over a month now, haven't you?"
"Yes, a little over a month." Chao Bufan dared not be presumptuous and answered respectfully.
Louis nodded again and pressed, "Can you tell me why you came here to learn magic?"
"To save my life." Chao Bufan answered without any attempt to hide his feelings, his answer was very straightforward.
"Oh?"
His answer surprised Louis, who asked in astonishment, "Someone wants to kill you?"
“Yes.” Chao Bufan answered crisply once again, and then said, “I came here to learn magic because I had no other choice and was forced to do so.”
"Then how did you know about this place?"
Louis kept asking questions, determined to get to the bottom of things. After all, Chao Bufan was an Easterner, and to the magic academy, he was someone of unknown origin. Louis felt it was necessary to find out the truth before he could feel at ease.
“It was someone who met Harlem who told me,” Chao Bufan replied calmly, without showing any stage fright. He felt it was only natural for people to ask him these questions.
"Oh?" Louis was slightly surprised and asked, "Where is he?"
"I've already killed him." Chao Bufan remained calm and answered very frankly.
"You killed him?" Louis was startled again. The young man in front of him answered his question as if it were a trivial matter, so unpretentious that it surprised him. So he asked again, "Why?"
"Because he wanted to kill me, I killed him."
Such a simple answer, without any pretense, surprised Louis once again. But he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Young man, you are indeed extraordinary. It's his good fortune that Harems died at your hands. Let me ask you one last question: do you plan to stay here indefinitely or leave after you've learned enough magic?"