Fatty fell to the ground as if he was dead. Hai Feldt and the others spat on him a few times, then left, leaving only the little girl with a frightened expression on her face.
After a long while, the little girl finally snapped out of her fear, she grabbed her neck and shouted, "Save … …" "He saved her … …"
… ….
On a large green rock in another mountain behind the academy, Ron was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, entering a state of cultivation. Dark black soul force was constantly coiling around his body, gradually condensing into a black ball.
The little black ball continued to expand and contract in Ron's hand, and Ron's soul power grew, albeit very slowly, bit by bit.
After a long while, the black ball gradually shrunk into a ball and disappeared into a ray of light.
Ron opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
"My soul force has increased again, but I don't know why it is growing so slowly. At this rate, I don't know when I'll be able to break through to the teacher level …"
Breaking through the level of a Mage to become a Mage has always been one of Ron's goals. According to what Komelin said, after becoming a Mage, the level of strength of the Necromancer would increase exponentially.
However, what is the crux to breaking through to the master level? Ron mused.
He thought for a while, "Grandpa Homerin is already asleep, I think I shouldn't disturb him …"
In order to not affect Ron's training, after that small incident, Komelin fell back into a deep sleep. This time, it was Komelin who took the initiative to sleep, he had said that it was impossible for a child who had always been under the protection of his parents to truly grow up.
"Necromancers are a weak and powerful occupation in the early stages of the game. I wonder when I'll be able to become a necromancer. I'm really looking forward to it …" Thinking of the necromancer, Ron couldn't help but be fascinated.
"Forget it, let's not think about it. There's no need to rush over strength …." Ron took a deep breath and stood up to go back, his stomach rumbling with hunger.
When they reached the bottom of room 302, a large group of freshmen surrounded them from a distance. They greeted Ron and consciously stepped aside to make way for him.
Ron frowned. Why are there so many people here? "
The men fell silent. They looked at each other, but no one dared to speak first.
Finally, a freshman whispered to him, "Ron, Second and Fifth Brother has been beaten!"
"What?" Ron couldn't suppress the shock on his face. His eyes were wide open as he stared at the man, his face filled with killing intent. He asked in a low voice, "Who hit him?"
The freshman was scared by Ron's eyes. I... "I don't dare say …"
"Speak!" Ron yelled, grabbing the freshman by the collar.
"Highfield?" There was a flash of killing intent in Ron's eyes, and he pushed the freshman away and rushed upstairs with a whoosh.
Ron slammed open the door of dorm 302 and went straight into the fat man's room.
Seeing him enter, everyone turned their heads. Among them were Aurora, Lan Terry, Kara Qi, Manny, and others, as well as other students. Although the fatty's strength wasn't great, his popularity was very good, and many people came to visit him after the event.
"Second and fifth brother …" Ron finally saw Kydd lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his body scarred, his appearance miserable, his fat face bruised and bruised, barely recognizable.
"Hai-i-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r …" Ron's eyes were on the verge of spitting fire, and he was grinding his teeth as he pronounced the name word by word.
"Ron, calm down!" Aurora stood up and said, "Anger won't solve the problem. The most important thing right now is to cure the fatty …"
Ron looked around, but there was no sign of the vicar.
"I've already sent someone to inform Ransome that he has just come back from class..."
As soon as he said "Cao Cao Cao", the door was pushed open once again. Rancy was panting heavily as he ran in. As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "I heard that Second Brother is in trouble. Where's Second Brother?"
"Here …" said Ron and Aurora in unison, and they gave each other a strange look.
Without bothering to be polite, Rancy quickly pushed his way through the crowd and hurried over to Kydd's bed. He glanced at it and frowned.
"How is it? Can you wake him up? " Ron asked nervously.
"Not bad, if it was just a little bit later, then it would have been troublesome. Even if it was treated, it would have left behind side effects."
"I'm sorry," Rancy said after thinking for a moment. I need a quiet environment... "
Aurora nodded and invited the unrelated people from dorm 302 out. She closed the door and the entire room immediately quieted down.
Ransome took a deep breath, took out the staff from his space bag and began to chant, "Great and right God of Light, please bestow holy power to your pious people, they need your help …"
Suddenly, Lonsim's hand slammed down and he bellowed, "Healing …"
At the same time, Fatty's body started to emit white light. That milky-white light started to heal his injured body.
The soft wind was like spring. The wounds on Fatty's body stopped bleeding and started to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The gaping wound slowly healed, and the swollen area slowly collapsed. After a while, the fatty was completely fine. Besides the blood stains on his face, his body was completely unscathed.
Even though he was unconscious, Fatty revealed a comfortable smile on his face and fell into a deep sleep, snoring gently.
"Alright!" After the white light disappeared, Rancy opened his eyes and looked at his masterpiece, revealing a satisfied smile.
Lan Terry raised his thumb in admiration. "Amazing …"
"Not bad, the healing effect is much better than that of the priest I know …" Manny laughed as well.
"It's good to have a priest's dormitory …" Ron nodded in agreement.
Langtry and the others looked at him admiringly, making him feel embarrassed.
Because of this, dorm 302 picked up a Cleric for nothing. If Lonsim was a qualified Cleric, it wouldn't be room 302 either.
"It's okay, it's all because you're too nervous. You can't bring out the things you've learned normally. I've encountered this kind of thing before, you just need to practice more …"
"I've been practicing hard, but when I get nervous, my mind goes blank, and I can't think of anything …"
Ron nodded. A situation like this was a psychological problem, and for a moment no one could think of a solution.
"Why isn't this fatty awake yet?" Aurora said with a frown.
"It's like this!" Ransome explained, "Fatty fainted because of his injuries. Although his injuries were healed now, he was not conscious. He should be fine after a short rest …"
Aurora nodded. "So that's how it is …"
The several people in the dorm looked at Kydd in silence, no one knew what to say.
"Damn it!" Lan Terry suddenly slammed the table. He was a straightforward person and had been on good terms with Fatty. He cursed directly, "Damned Hailey. How could he hit Second or Fifth Bro so heavily? I won't let him go …"
"Humph!" Aurora snorted coldly and reprimanded him. "You only know how to boast, Lan Terry. I ask you, can you beat him?"
"This …" Lan Ting was momentarily at a loss for words. He knew that he was no match for Hailey, and Aurora was not wrong either. It was just that he felt uncomfortable watching his friend get beaten up while he had no power to take revenge.
"Why don't I go," said Ron grimly, looking up. "I don't dare say anything else, or at least I can knock him down."
"You?" Everyone was surprised and spoke in unison. Their eyes were all filled with disbelief.
"Forget it!" Aurora smiled and said to Ron, "Ron, this isn't something you can solve. Don't get involved, just let us handle it."
"Ugh!" Ron was momentarily at a loss for words and could not help but feel helpless. He rolled his eyes and quickly understood that everyone did not trust his strength at all. Even when he defeated Highfield, it was all because of luck.
But he couldn't help but wonder, how could there be such a huge difference in a person who was also in the same dorm? Aurora was always nice to Ron, and when Brother Two said she was in love with Ron, it seemed — in all likelihood — true.
Although he thought about it, he didn't dare to say it out loud. Aurora's face was thin-skinned, and when she heard that she would explode, Fatty didn't even try to stop her. He had already been beaten up a few times.
"The root of the matter lies not with Highfield, but with his older brother, Khafir. You may not know that the academy is not at peace. In just a few days, many people have been beaten, and it was all done by Khafir's people …"
"Khafir's ambitions are not small. It's said that he wants to unify Barofax Academy and force the big bosses there to submit, so if they don't submit, they'll start fighting …" Oura sighed, "With his current strength, not to mention me, even Shaya might not be his match. With the presence of the academy's number one holy knight, Merlin, I'm afraid no one will be able to restrain him …"
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