Since he came in, Ireneâs teacher always gave him the evil eye, so Lockeâs temper also came up. He looked at Edgar and said, âYouâre Ireneâs teacher. Thatâs why Iâm so polite to you.â
Although he also hoped that Edgar could solve the hidden trouble in his body, it was obviously impossible in this situation.
Edgarâs face darkened in an instant, and a strong magic aura burst out from his body, shrouding in Lockeâs direction. Over the years, Locke was the first person who dared to talk to him like this. He must teach this arrogant young man a lesson!
All of a sudden, Locke felt a strong pressure coming on his body. The pressure was extremely strong. Even an ordinary level-7 mage might not be able to withstand it and fall to the ground.
Did this old guy want to embarrass him in front of Irene? Locke instantly knew what Edgar was thinking.
However, Edgar would eventually be disappointed. The person standing in front of him was not an ordinary practitioner.
Although Locke could not use the small universe and his body had not recovered yet, in terms of physical strength, he was much stronger than the ordinary level-7 mage.
However, Locke also felt a lot of pressure facing a level-9 mage.
âTeacher!â
Seeing that Edgar attacked Locke, Irene was shocked. She didnât expect that things would come to this point. She opened her arms and blocked in front of Locke.
Seeing this, Edgar instantly withdrew the magic pressure released from him..
âIrene, Iâll wait for you outside.â Shrugging his shoulders, Locke turned around and left, ignoring Edgar.
Edgar didnât stop Locke and let him go.
âTeacher, Locke is an excellent boy. Why did you attack him?â Irene said with dissatisfaction.
âExcellent?â
Edgar chuckled, looked at the direction in which Locke left, and said lightly, âHis body is withered and lifeless. Now he is a disabled person.â
Ireneâs face turned pale all of a sudden, unwilling to believe what she had heard, she said, âThatâs impossible. He was only slightly injured last time.â
âIf my eyes didnât deceive me, he must have gone through a big battle later and drained his foundation.â Edgar said coldly. Then he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Irene. âIrene, I hope you can understand that he might have the qualification to stand with you in the past, but that was only the past. Everything has passed. He is a disabled person now.â
There was a hint of disappointment in Ireneâs eyes. She muttered, âTeacher, is there really no hope?â
Edgar shook his head and said with a sneer, âEven if a level-10 master takes action, itâs useless.â
Ireneâs body trembled slightly and her face turned paler.
âIrene, you are the most talented holy light practitioner Iâve ever seen. Your future will be wider. You shouldnât focus on love now, let alone on a disabled person!â
Edgar said slowly when he saw Ireneâs pale face.
However, Irene didnât take Edgarâs words seriously. She took a deep breath and suppressed her sadness. With a touch of firmness in her eyes, she said stubbornly, âI wonât give up!â
âTeacher, I have to leave now. Locke is waiting for me outside.â
Wiping her tears, Irene walked out of the practice room.
In front of the table, looking at the back of Irene, Edgar looked a little gloomy. Locke Capet⦠I wonât let you be a stumbling block in Ireneâs practice!
He walked to the balcony slowly and found that Locke was standing downstairs leisurely.
Downstairs, feeling the sharp gaze from the balcony, Locke looked calm and looked defiantly at Edgar.
At this time, Irene also came out of the building. Edgar withdrew his sight and turned back to the table.
Under the ancient tree, Ares hugged his hands and mumbled, âIf you hadnât stopped me, I would hit that old man till his mother couldnât recognize him.â
Looking at Irene who was walking towards him, Locke smiled faintly and said, âForget it. After all, he is Ireneâs teacher. If we do this, Irene will be in a dilemma.â
When the two of them were talking, Irene had come to Locke.
âLocke, let me take you to your room first.â
Irene reluctantly recovered some spirit, forced a smile, and said, âMr. Wilder has already completed the enrollment procedures for you, so I can take you there directly.â
âOkay.â Locke smiled and held Ireneâs hand. âIrene, trust me, I will recover soon.â
The matter of gods was of great importance. He decided to tell Irene about the existence of gods in Lister before he left so that Irene could rest assured.
About half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the small yard arranged by Wilder.
Considering the special identity of Locke, Wilder was very careful and specially arranged a small yard for Locke. Although the yard was only on one floor, it had a good layout and several bedrooms.
After kissing Locke gently, Irene said, âIn the imperial capital, there is a level-8 healer who is a friend of my grandfather. Iâll contact him right now to help you treat the wounds in your body.â
âIf thatâs the case, then Iâll have no qualms as a gigolo.â
After making fun of Irene, Locke held her in his arms.
âWell, Iâll contact the healer first.â Irene smiled and pushed Locke away.
In the evening, the first guest came to the yard, it was Wilder, the vice dean of the Imperial Mage Academy.
âI knew you wouldnât die so easily.â Wilder teased. After saying that, he paused for a while. It seemed that he had found something wrong. He condensed the fire magic power in his hand and injected it into Lockeâs body.
Locke didnât resist, allowing Wilderâs energy to flow into his body.
As time went by, Wilderâs face gradually became serious, and finally turned into a grave look.
âBoy, how could you make yourself so weak?â
Looking at Locke, he asked seriously, âCan you still use magic now?â
Locke shook his head helplessly. âI canât use any strength now.â
Wilder frowned as if he was thinking about how to solve the problem in Lockeâs body.
After a long while, Wilder sighed deeply and couldnât think of a good way. âI had wanted to take you to see Ireneâs teacher and ask him for help. But now, with your current state, youâd better not to see the old guy Edgar.â
âItâs too late. We have met each other.â
Locke said helplessly.
After a short pause, Wilder smiled bitterly. âYou donât have to tell me the result. I know that old manâs temperament, and itâs the best result that he didnât sweep you out.â
After thinking for a while, he continued, âDonât worry. Iâll check some information and then take you to meet my two old friends. Maybe they can help you.â
âThank you, Mr. Wilder.â
Locke said with a smile. He decided to stay in the imperial capital city for a few days to see if he could find a solution.
âYou donât have to do that, boy.â Wilder said sourly. After saying that, his tone suddenly became serious. âI just donât want to see a genius die like this.â
âTrust me, this wonât happen.â
Looking at Wilder, Locke said seriously.