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"Sweet Dream Mist? Give me one!"
"Insomniac, what a blessing! I want one too. Who understands the pain of wanting to sleep every day but can't?"
"Well, isn't it said that ordinary people fall asleep just by smelling the mist? Why do we need the fruit? Wouldn't it be better to just grow a plant at home?"
"Ha! Smelling it and sleeping at home for a few hours? That's no different from lying down in the ground for eternal rest."
The audience's comments flooded in, and the camera captured several scenes of students using the fruit to fall asleep. Viewers saw some students, determined and muttering about avenging their village, swallowing the fruit and immediately dozing off; others looked troubled, pacing back and forth, gazing at the moon through the window, before finally sighing and hesitantly eating the fruit to sleep; and yet others were full of energy, discussing battle tactics with their roommates when suddenly one roommate shoved a fruit into their hands, insisting they wouldn't wake up in time for tomorrow if they didn't sleep now.
The interactions and expressions among the students brought about a wave of laughter in the comments.
Then, the scene shifted completely to the desolate wilderness surrounding Truth School. The area was dark and eerie, far enough from Truth School that even the bright moonlight struggled to penetrate, failing to illuminate the land.
Nearly a hundred Evil Mages gathered here, unusually relaxed, laughing and chatting instead of being on guard against one another. Many took this opportunity to exchange ideas about their research findings. Thanks to Covenant Magic, they ensured that no one would harbor murderous intentions or turn each other into research subjects. The Evil Mages felt as if spring had arrived.
It was truly a vibrant time; everything seemed bright, and they felt cheerful doing anything. Previously confined to solitary research, now they could engage with others. If they could offer guidance to someone else and earn admiring glances from fellow Evil Mages, their hearts soared with joy.
Some even made plans to head to a large city together once things settled down at Truth School, eager for a thrilling hunt. In the past, trips to big cities felt wasteful since they couldn't use up all their materials; now they had no worries—splitting profits among three Evil Mages was no problem at all.
Moreover, some Evil Mages thought of special Magic Items; after running around for materials before without success, this time they easily gathered everything needed through bartering, feeling ecstatic about it.
They never forgot those who helped them get this far. The Evil Mages enjoyed such freedom thanks to their leader who had obtained Covenant Oath and replicated Covenant Magic—he deserved all the credit.
Occasionally passing Evil Mages greeted their leader warmly—a man with sinister patterns on either side of his face—Kleift.
"Good night, Kleift."
Kleift responded casually until a figure in a black robe approached him, prompting him to adopt a serious demeanor. "Arezat, what news?"
The person referred to as Arezat was indeed the one who had previously gone to invite Bai She Lao Zhe; he was one of the ten Evil Mages from the Flying Dragon Kingdom. They had arrived at their designated location and were preparing for an attack on Truth School from another direction when it rained tomorrow.
The remaining Evil Mages from the Flying Dragon Kingdom seemed to be hiding too well, making them impossible to locate. Arezat was considered Kleift's confidant; the two had encountered each other in a tomb and later unexpectedly obtained the Covenant Oath scroll within it.
Admiring Kleift's magical prowess and abilities during their exploration of the tomb, Arezat willingly became his follower. He took many Covenant Magic Scrolls crafted by Kleift and traveled far and wide in search of allies among the Evil Mages.
"It's nothing to worry about," Kleift said confidently, a bloodthirsty glint shining in his dark eyes. "This is more than enough."
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