I Can Summon All the Gods

Tiffany was slightly stunned and didn't react for a moment. Was the girl in front of her feeling sorry for Irene? Was she feeling sorry that Irene missed Locke? It was ridiculous.

Irene was now a well-known goddess in the whole mage academy, while Locke could only be an ordinary person in the future.

At this time, Locke and Irene had come outside of the training ground.

Irene didn't say a word, nor did Locke.

It was not until they walked out of the training ground that Irene stopped. She hugged Locke, gently kissed Locke's face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Locke. Just now... I just didn't want everyone to talk about you like that."

Looking at Irene quietly, Locke suddenly smiled and said, "It's all right. Let's go. Didn't you say that you wanted to take me to see the delicious food of the Imperial Mage Academy?"

Seeing that Locke didn't get angry, Irene nodded with a smile and pulled him to the distance.

"This is the hall where the dinner was held."

Pointing at an ancient building in the distance, Irene said in a tone of surprise and pride, "You don't know that this building has a history of more than two thousand years."

Locke looked in the direction Irene pointed.

It was a very ancient building, and the whole building belonged to the Baroque style. The pillars were snow-white and carved with exquisite patterns. The whole building gave people a sense of heavy and ancient simplicity.

Although Irene had only been here for less than a week, she had clearly known most of the places. She took Locke to stroll around the Imperial Mage Academy for two hours and had a perfect dinner.

The night fell quickly. A few thin clouds slid across the sky, and faint cloud shadows chased on the ground.

The two of them came to the yard where Irene lived.

They hugged and kissed goodbye.

"Irene."

Before Irene took a few steps, Locke's voice came from behind.

Staring at Irene, Locke asked slowly, "Do you also think that I will be a loser, and I can't practice in the future?"

"Locke..."

Irene was stunned and didn't know what to say. Or, in other words, she didn't know her most real thoughts. She forced herself to believe that Locke could cure the wounds in his body and become a masculine, powerful, and handsome genius again. However, there was a rational voice in the deepest heart that kept telling her, no, things had come to an irreparable point.

It was impossible to find the things that the healer had said could cure Locke. Locke could only be an ordinary person in his life.

"Okay, Irene."

Seeing that Irene didn't say anything, Locke smiled bitterly. After thinking for a while, he said solemnly, "Irene, give me one more night. When I think it all out, I will definitely explain it to you."

He intended to tell Irene something about gods so that Irene would have confidence in him.

Irene nodded with a charming smile on her face.

In the yard, seeing Locke sitting alone on the ground with a bottle of wine in his hand, Ares asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Locke nodded. In fact, he had also felt the change in Irene's attitude towards him these days, but he thought it was reasonable. He had some reservations about Irene so Irene didn't have much confidence in him.

Ares shrugged helplessly, indicating that he was not good at it and could do nothing about it. He sat down next to Locke and opened a bottle of beer.

Bang~

They clinked the bottles and gulped down a bottle of wine.

"Artemis has come here too." Locke said casually.

Puff~

The wine in Ares' mouth spurted out in an instant, and at the same time, he jumped up from the chair and looked around carefully.

Locke beside him was a little confused. He had just said that Artemis has come here, why was he so excited?

"She is not here. I just heard that she has arrived at the Catacoton Kingdom."

Locke explained helplessly.

"Are you afraid of her?" Locke asked, looking at the alert look on his face.

Ares gave a wry smile and denied, "Are you kidding me? I'm a god of war. How can I be afraid of a woman?"

Locke rolled his eyes, obviously, he didn't believe Ares. Judging from Ares's reaction, he might have been taught a lesson by Artemis. However, Locke had to admit that Artemis was indeed a thorny rose.

"Don't worry. Artemis and I come from the same place. Now we can't locate each other just because our strength is limited. In the past, not to mention this insignificant kingdom, even the whole continent, we could still feel each other's existence. However, although we are restricted, as long as Artemis appears in this city, she can find us."

Locke nodded and continued to drink. They could go back to Lister as soon as Artemis arrived.

On the second morning, Locke freshened up. He chose a bunch of beautiful white roses from the florist and was about to take it to Irene.

He had made up his mind to tell Irene about Lister.

However, he didn't find Irene in the morning. Because of the training, she went out.

Locke had no choice but to put the flowers into the system space and temporarily went to the library to read some magic books.

Picking up a level 7 fire magic book, Locke found a remote corner and sat down, reading the book by himself. As for the strange gazes around, he didn't care much.

Just as Locke was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a figure appear in front of him.

The figure didn't take any magic book with him. He sat down and looked at Locke up and down.

Locke raised his head slowly and looked at the person who appeared in front of him speechlessly.

This was a young man, about 20 years old. He wore a black magic robe, and his hair was in a mess, it seemed that he hadn't washed it for a long time. His handsome face was still sleepy. He sat opposite blearily, with a lazy breath all over his body.

"What's up?"

Locke asked flatly.

The man shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I just want to see what another auditor who can compete with me looks like, no, it's that he has suppressed my reputation recently."

As he spoke, the young man looked at Locke up and down again, and then said slowly, "Although you are not ugly, there is still a certain gap between you and me."

The young man leaned against the chair lazily. "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Harold. Like you, I'm also an auditor."

"Oh," replied Locke. He continued to look at the magic book on the table and said without raising his head, "Here is the library. Please be quiet."

"Look, the two men in the news of our Imperial Mage Academy are together."

A boy whispered to his friend at a table not far away.

The boy next to him sneered, "They are just two losers."

What he hated the most were the noble boys who were muddled on aimlessly. It was extremely difficult for a civilian at the bottom of society like him to enter the Imperial Mage Academy.

The first one who spoke couldn't help but shrink his head and quickly stopped the boy, "Shush! Do you want to be beaten? Don't forget that he is the second son of His Majesty."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the boy's face turn pale, and the boy who cursed beside him seemed to have noticed something, his face changed and his eyes became a little guilty.

At this time, Harold had already stood up and stepped out of his arrogant pace. He looked like a good-for-nothing young man from a wealthy family and walked towards the position of the two.

Harold sat down in front of the two, crossed his legs, and looked at the two with a faint smile.

Under the gaze of Harold, the two of them felt their scalp tingling.