Chapter 2019：

"Academy dean, what I said is true, there is a male invading'Iresia Elf Academy'."

"Still a pervert."

In the room, the voice of the girl before came out.

"and then?"

"What did you do to this'perverted man' in your mouth?" Another female voice sounded, and the subtle tone made people feel the wicked taste of the voice owner.

"Just, nothing."

The girl's voice paused for a while, and when she spoke again, her tone was annoyed and flustered.

"Oh?"

"Really do not have."

"Ahem, Claire Rojo, are you talking about him?"

"?"

I saw that a teenager was sitting on the reception sofa at the side of the office, and when she saw her turning back, he smiled and gestured.

"Eh eh eh——!!!"

"Quiet!"

Immediately, Claire stopped screaming.

A woman with long gray hair and monocles, with her fingers crossed and elbows on the table, looked at the teenager who suddenly appeared in the office with interest.

Gravas Xuelumax, who was dubbed the "Witch of Twilight", was active on the battlefield as the twelve empire cavalry generals, and is now the head of the academy.

Completely, did not sense the breath of approaching.

He didn't even know how he appeared in the office. It was only when his eyes swept across the side of the office just now that there were more people.

This alone can tell that it is ridiculously strong.

...

I didn't find any records about this person in my memory, as if he appeared out of thin air. When it comes to appearing out of thin air, those ‘sacrifices’ also appeared suddenly.

It didn't take long, but suddenly appeared more than two months ago.

The'witchcrafter' has been around for more than ten or twenty years, and there are some sporadic records in even more ancient times.

These people who claim to be ‘Glory Sacrifices’ show a completely different power from the ‘elves’, among which the ‘bishop’ level people are terrifying.

At least, she is not sure of victory, not to mention that there are ‘brilliant sacrifices’ at the level of ‘archbishops’, according to their doctrines, scriptures, and higher levels of existence.

‘Saint’, ‘Angel’, ‘Lord’ and the like.

Their appearance broke the pattern of the entire world.

The most intuitive thing is that countless men are eager to join and understand how these men feel. Their power system is not limited by men and women, but the selection is extremely strict.

In just over two months, missionaries have traveled all over the world and built many churches, even the Odesian Empire is no exception.

In this regard, all countries are naturally very vigilant.

It's just that they have a very good reputation and normal teachings. Now more and more people believe in this religion, even the nobles and royal families of some countries.

Moreover, some ‘elves’ have become ‘sacrifices’ at the same time, and they do not exclude them, let alone the identity of the participants.

In fact, she looked for the ‘sacrifice’ of the Odyssia Empire to solve her problem, which is the ‘curse engraving’ on the heart, but ultimately failed.

However, it is not without effect.

Presumably, she might get the sacrifices of the ‘bishop’ and ‘archbishop’ levels, but she is temporarily unable to touch the sacrifices of this level, after all, she has no friendship at all.

In addition, these ‘brilliant sacrifices’ seem to be especially aimed at ‘witchcrafters’, and many ‘witchcrafters’ have been crusaded and ‘purified’ by them.

Countries are very happy to see this point.

‘Witchcrafters’ have created a lot of terrorist incidents in various countries. Most of them are lunatics and thugs. They are synonymous with chaos, death, and evil.

...

"you you you--!"

Claire pointed at him and hesitated.

"meet again."

"You seem to be quite surprised."

Hearing this, Claire felt anxious, only shocked and angry. There is no feeling of joy.

"Are you a wizard?" Grevas narrowed his eyes.

"Did you notice it? She didn't notice it all the time." Tianchen glanced at Claire.

"Elf magic outfit?"

With that said, Claire looked at the saber hanging around Tianchen's waist.

"But the male elf?"

"This is not the point, I am not a'devil'."

"Really?" Grevas thoughtfully.

"This is my identification."

On Grevas' desk, an angel's mark appeared on a piece of paper, exuding a faint light.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, this person is not a ‘witchcraft master’. This power is only available for ‘sacrifice’, and this power feels that it has surpassed the level of ‘bishop’.

My heart moved slightly.

"So, what is the purpose of a priest who sneaks into the Elf Academy of Aresia?"

"Preaching, traveling, abducting a pure girl, you can pick any reason you think is acceptable, and I may stay in this college for a while."

Hearing this, Grevas was speechless for a while.