The heat wave inside the house was completely opposite to the cool night wind outside. Melinthra saw the mages shouting the code name of the magic puppet, and waved their arms in high spirits: "End it! End it! End it!"

The center of the lounge became a ring above the ground. Two humanoid puppets about two meters tall were fighting like wrestling. One of them was strong but clumsy, while the other looked smaller, but had the flexibility similar to a real person. The four legs poked on the ground of the ring like insects, standing very steadily.

Next to the ring are two puppet masters, who are constantly adjusting the casting of the control array in their hands at the same time.

On the left is a male mage in his twenties. He is thin and has a cold eyes. The other is Nafi, who is much taller. She has a relaxed expression and is lit up the array plate floating in the air with one hand. She whispered in the cheers around: "Then I'm welcome--"

With her control, the small puppet's arms suddenly stretched out one section. The enemy was caught off guard and was grabbed on the spot by the chest and head - the same hand that saw it "clicked" and slammed the other party's neck...

The triangular head fell to the ground, but the headless puppet was still struggling to attack. Nafi was not surprised and looked at the puppet master who was sweating on his forehead: "Hide the core somewhere else?"

Immediately afterwards, the puppet she controlled raised the enemy and threw it to the ground without hesitation. Then, with four feet stepping on the moving joints, they began to dismember them piece by piece. The "crackling" sound mixed with the excited shouts of the mage beside him. Nafi glanced at the broken parts and yawned.

The mage squeaked the array plate in his hand, but in the end he didn't say anything harsh and whispered: "I'm willing to accept the loss. I lost, I'll give you something."

He took out a small wooden box and handed it to Nafei. The latter took it casually, with a look of no concern: "It was you who came to challenge me, and it was you who insisted on betting. Why do you think you are bullying you if you lose now?"

These words made the young mages around laugh and made the losers retreat in shame.

Some of them are obviously Nafi's friend's female wizard screaming: "Nefi is the most powerful-"

Nefi was not embarrassed at all, and smiled and shouted in the direction of the voice: "If anyone is dissatisfied, please come forward quickly. Maggis will take it for me!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Everyone knew that this was a joke. Naifie did not continue to stay on it, but jumped off the ring and controlled the puppet who had returned home to follow him in the direction of that friend.

She was obviously very popular at Mofengte Academy. Many people greeted her along the way. The young mage with hot eyes wanted to invite her to have a drink, but without exception, they were rejected by Nefi.

After staying here for nearly two years, Naifie has changed a lot now. She is about to be sixteen years old this year, and is half a head taller than when she came here. Her long hair is shoulder-length, her red robe is extremely expensive, and her exquisite and powerful puppet behind her has become the most popular female puppet master in Mofengte Academy in every move.

When she walked to her friend Maggis, her friends had already vacated the largest and most comfortable armchair, which also demonstrated her core position. However, after sitting on the chair, Nafi's expression on her face became much more restrained. Seeing her friend holding a glass of wine, she raised her glass with a smile: "Thank you for your support! But I can't drink too much, take a sip and make a wish-"

After dealing with this, she completely calmed down and then began to silently repair the puppet beside her.

A cup of juice was suddenly handed in front of him. Nafi was searching for something from the box next to the seat. Seeing this, she looked up and looked at her side. Her eyebrows raised, then she immediately stood up and took it with both hands: "Thank you, Mailenesela...sister."

The Shadow Dragon is older than her, but Nafi knows that the other party accepts the title of "sister". However, the two have not lived together all day in the past two years... It can even be said that the two do not have much interaction.

Melinthra studied spells at Kezmore Academy, and only on weekends did Nefie meet her once in the thesis report hall.

Every time after reading the report, Melinthra would ask her to have dinner together and ask Nefi to briefly report on her recent learning situation. In this regard, Shadow Dragon is more like a strict elder, making various requirements for Nefi's life, putting forward various goals, and giving guidance and correcting her learning methods.

It is thought that the dragon clan is trained like this, and it is difficult for Naifie to make progress without making progress.

Although it feels bad to be disciplined and the daily research and study are also very hard, Nefi knows that Maleen Sera is actually harder than herself - as powerful as the Dragon Clan is so diligent, what reason does she have to oppose it?

In fact, today, she is even more grateful to Melinthra for her strict requirements. If it weren't for this, she would probably have lost her ambition like many mages.

"There is quite room for improvement in the puppet, but the idea is good."

Maleen Sera glanced at the scarred puppet and smiled rare. Nafe suddenly realized something was wrong, because Maleen Sera always had a tense face in the past and would definitely pick out a lot of problems for her to improve - she replied carefully: "This is a semi-finished product, and many places need to be modified..."

"I guess you won't have time to change this soon."

"Ah? What, what does it mean?"

Nafi looked around and asked in a low voice: "Will the war affect this place?"

"I was worried about this problem as well, but it probably won't be there now." Melinthra's eyes softened: "The Kingdom of Karen and the Rassieman Council have reached an agreement, and there will be troops coming to assist in the battle."

"real?"

Nafi's voice suddenly rose. She immediately covered her mouth. Although she tried to suppress it, her voice trembled slightly: "Then, then... will he come over with Brother Roddy..."

"have no idea."

Malein Sera didn't take this sentence at all, and after that, she pointed to the puppet: "According to the goal you told me at the beginning... I'm afraid that this kind of toy is still far from it."

These words made the young mages beside them look at each other. After all, they hate others the most saying that the puppet they made is a "toy" - but no one in this group of people dares to refute it.

They also knew that the puppets created by the people present might not be able to withstand a small fireball of her.

Strength determines the right to speak, this is the case.

But when Nefi said this, a smile appeared on his face: "Of course, 'toy' is just 'toy', I still have my secret weapon..."

Melinthra was not surprised, but she didn't stay for long. She stood up and said, "Go back early to rest. Don't forget to practice the spells you should practice. No matter whether that guy comes or not, you must not slackew..."

As usual, she reminded a bunch of wizards next to her, and the mages were listening in silence. Nafi was obviously used to it. He kept nodding, but at the end, he suddenly blinked his eyes and asked, "Sister Mailin Sera... Who is that guy?"

"Why, when I heard that someone might be coming, I was so excited that I dared to make jokes about me?"

Melinthella narrowed her eyes, and Nefi quickly begged for mercy: "Where is it, Brother Roddy is really coming, it will probably take several months. I, I almost deserve to go review the spell..."

Seeing Nafi running away, Maleen Sera couldn't help but chuckled "ho" lightly.
Chapter completed!