I Can Summon All the Gods

Since he came in, Irene's teacher always gave him the evil eye, so Locke's temper also came up. He looked at Edgar and said, "You're Irene's teacher. That's why I'm so polite to you."

Although he also hoped that Edgar could solve the hidden trouble in his body, it was obviously impossible in this situation.

Edgar's face darkened in an instant, and a strong magic aura burst out from his body, shrouding in Locke's 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.

"Teacher!"

Seeing that Edgar attacked Locke, Irene was shocked. She didn't 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.

"Irene, I'll wait for you outside." Shrugging his shoulders, Locke turned around and left, ignoring Edgar.

Edgar didn't stop Locke and let him go.

"Teacher, Locke is an excellent boy. Why did you attack him?" Irene said with dissatisfaction.

"Excellent?"

Edgar chuckled, looked at the direction in which Locke left, and said lightly, "His body is withered and lifeless. Now he is a disabled person."

Irene's face turned pale all of a sudden, unwilling to believe what she had heard, she said, "That's impossible. He was only slightly injured last time."

"If my eyes didn't deceive me, he must have gone through a big battle later and drained his foundation." Edgar said coldly. Then he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Irene. "Irene, 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."

There was a hint of disappointment in Irene's eyes. She muttered, "Teacher, is there really no hope?"

Edgar shook his head and said with a sneer, "Even if a level-10 master takes action, it's useless."

Irene's body trembled slightly and her face turned paler.

"Irene, you are the most talented holy light practitioner I've ever seen. Your future will be wider. You shouldn't focus on love now, let alone on a disabled person!"

Edgar said slowly when he saw Irene's pale face.

However, Irene didn't take Edgar's words seriously. She took a deep breath and suppressed her sadness. With a touch of firmness in her eyes, she said stubbornly, "I won't give up!"

"Teacher, I have to leave now. Locke is waiting for me outside."

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 won't let you be a stumbling block in Irene's 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, "If you hadn't stopped me, I would hit that old man till his mother couldn't recognize him."

Looking at Irene who was walking towards him, Locke smiled faintly and said, "Forget it. After all, he is Irene's teacher. If we do this, Irene will be in a dilemma."

When the two of them were talking, Irene had come to Locke.

"Locke, let me take you to your room first."

Irene reluctantly recovered some spirit, forced a smile, and said, "Mr. Wilder has already completed the enrollment procedures for you, so I can take you there directly."

"Okay." Locke smiled and held Irene's hand. "Irene, trust me, I will recover soon."

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, "In the imperial capital, there is a level-8 healer who is a friend of my grandfather. I'll contact him right now to help you treat the wounds in your body."

"If that's the case, then I'll have no qualms as a gigolo."

After making fun of Irene, Locke held her in his arms.

"Well, I'll contact the healer first." 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.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily." 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 Locke's body.

Locke didn't resist, allowing Wilder's energy to flow into his body.

As time went by, Wilder's face gradually became serious, and finally turned into a grave look.

"Boy, how could you make yourself so weak?"

Looking at Locke, he asked seriously, "Can you still use magic now?"

Locke shook his head helplessly. "I can't use any strength now."

Wilder frowned as if he was thinking about how to solve the problem in Locke's body.

After a long while, Wilder sighed deeply and couldn't think of a good way. "I had wanted to take you to see Irene's teacher and ask him for help. But now, with your current state, you'd better not to see the old guy Edgar."

"It's too late. We have met each other."

Locke said helplessly.

After a short pause, Wilder smiled bitterly. "You don't have to tell me the result. I know that old man's temperament, and it's the best result that he didn't sweep you out."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "Don't worry. I'll check some information and then take you to meet my two old friends. Maybe they can help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Wilder."

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.

"You don't have to do that, boy." Wilder said sourly. After saying that, his tone suddenly became serious. "I just don't want to see a genius die like this."

"Trust me, this won't happen."

Looking at Wilder, Locke said seriously.