After Orion teleported himself away, he appeared at a ce within Ste Hall.


    This was where Professor Draco taught and trained those who had registered in the sports club.


    An and Arthur had registered already, so they were expected to attend today''s first training session like him.


    Orion still had a few minutes left before training began, so he decided to take a seat and wait for the others to arrive.


    ''It''s been a while since Ist saw Adrian.'' He suddenly thought to himself.


    ''He''s also at the academy, so I''m certain I''ll be seeing him very soon,'' Orion rested on a bench while waiting for everyone else to arrive for the training, and about five minutester, Professor Draco and everyone else walked onto the training ground.


    Looking around, Orion noticed that the fool wasn''t among them.


    The fool was none other than the human who had been trying very hard to suppress the hatred he had towards Orion during the entrance ceremony.


    Of course, Neil had tried his best to hide his hatred from Orion, but Orion was still able to pick up the minuscule amount of hate that slipped through and was aimed towards him. He chuckled internally when he noticed what rank Neil was.


    However, Orion was curious to know why Neil harbored so much hatred towards him, especially since he was sure that they had never met or even spoken before.


    At first, Orion thought that Neil was jealous because he''d had three beautiful women walking by his side when Elena gave him a tour of the academy, but after further consideration, Orion realized that Neil had to have a deeper reason for his hatred towards him.


    *p* *p*


    Draco pped his hands very loudly, forcing Orion and everyone else to direct their gaze and attention towards him.


    "Alright, boys, gather around and let me tell you what this sport is all about," After everyone gathered around Professor Draco, he began to give a detailed exnation of what Air Ball was all about.


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    While Orion and everyone else were training and practicing, Neil was making his way back to his dorm room.


    Upon arriving there, he noticed his attendant, Liam, bowing before him at his room''s entrance.


    "Wee back, young master."


    "Any news?" Liam asked, ignoring the inconsequential greetings.


    "Yes, young master. There is."


    "What is it?"


    "Lord Phil would like to have a word with you," Neil nodded his head in understanding before heading into his room to see a crystal ball on a small desk.


    The small transparent crystal ball slowly glowed with a purple hue before disying Neil''s uncle in it.


    "Greetings, Uncle," Neil greeted his uncle before sitting down in front of the crystal ball.


    "Wee back, Neil. So, how was your day at the academy?"


    "Boring."


    "As expected."


    "Indeed, Uncle."


    "Now, tell me. What progress have you made on the task I gave you?"


    "There is a pattern to the period of time it takes to rece the mana crystals that are used to maintain the magical barrier."


    "Wonderful, tell me more."


    Neil smiled and nodded his head before exining further. "The mana crystals maintain the barrier for a total of twelve hours. Once this time pses, it takes the Fallen Angels five minutes to rece the used mana crystal with a new one."


    Phil listened attentively and the two remained silent for a few minutes before Phil broke the silence by bursting intoughter.


    "Haha!!!!" He was pleased with what his little nephew had discovered.


    He was also happy to see that his nephew didn''t lose sight of what was important to the dark guild.


    "Great job, Neil. Now listen closely, here''s what we''re gonna do."


    Neil leaned closer to the crystal ball and he listened attentively to what his uncle had to say.


    After listening to his uncle''s brilliant n,  Neil nodded his head in understanding before the two of them finally ended their conversation.


    The crystal ball turned dark and Neil called out to Liam. "Liam."


    "Young master, you called?" Liam politely opened the door and walked into Neil''s bedroom.


    "Yes, I have a task for you."


    "How may I be of service?"


    "Uncle wants you to meet someone in the capital city down below."


    "I understand, young master, but does this mean we''ll be attacking the academy very soon?"


    "Yes, we will, Liam. Now, take this and find the tavern written in this paper,"


    Neil gave Liam a paper, and Liam looked at the name of the tavern, which was ''The Sweet Home bama Tavern''.


    "Okay, young master, but what am I supposed to do when I get to the tavern?"


    "You''ll meet someone who''ll give you a magical artifact. He''ll also give you another artifact for me, and once you are back, I will inform you of what Uncle wants us to do with the artifacts."


    "Understood, Young master. I''ll be back before you know it," Liam bowed politely before leaving the room.


    As an attendant of a student in Ste Hall, Liam had the privilege of entering and leaving the school building however he liked.


    The academy had a list of the attendants of the top ten students, so they could easily identify that he was an attendant of one of the top ten students in the academy.


    Neil sat back on a reclining chair and rxed as he prepared himself mentally for the destruction and chaos he intended to wreck in the academy.


    "Everything will definitely go ording to n," He muttered to himself with a grin on his face before closing his eyes to fall asleep.


    =======


    Meanwhile, in the human kingdom, underneath a cathedral, there was an underground building and in one of the rooms in the building, a man could be seen frowning at the list of things he had written on a paper.


    This man had the appearance of a man in his mid-forties, and he was none other than Phil Hartman.


    He furrowed his brows even more as he continuously stared at the paper before he then opened his mouth to speak. "Tell me, Horseman, do you really think this n will work?"