Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 383 - 13: Your Majesty, You Have Returned
The upcoming war may spread to the Extraordinary World, and the wizards of Britain might also join the battle.
The current head of the Wizard Academy is Nicolas Flamel, a mage from France with profound achievements in Alchemy.
At this moment, the fifth head is browsing ancient scrolls in his office when he suddenly seems to sense something, looks up in surprise, and says, "Master Merlin."
"Where are you planning to go?"
Behind him is a portrait hanging on the wall. At the top is the Great Mage Merlin, while in the second row is a beautiful woman, Morgan Le Fay, the second head of the academy, currently adjusting her attire as if preparing for a grand occasion.
The female headmaster, known for her sternness and seriousness during her lifetime, even takes out tools from within the portrait to apply makeup, and changes her dress to one with a more vibrant hue.
"To welcome a noble guest!"
The Great Mage Merlin manifests in a peculiar spirit body form, tidying his coat to appear as a gentleman with impeccable manners.
Seeing Merlin about to leave, Morgan Le Fay in the portrait gets anxious and angrily says, "Teacher."
"Wait for me! I’ll be ready soon!"
At this moment, the fourth head of the academy is deep in thought within the portrait, looking very young due to his premature death in Romania, wondering, "An important guest?"
"Who is it?"
The last portrait depicts a gray-robed wizard sleeping soundly, the third head of the academy, who, without raising his head, takes a puff of his pipe and says, "It’s probably that majesty."
"After all, there are very few who can command the presence of two heads for a welcoming."
Hearing their conversation, Nicolas Flamel exclaims in surprise, "That majesty?"
"Is it the one on the statue at the academy entrance?"
"Has he awakened?"
The fifth head of the academy hastily stands up, straightens his attire, and eagerly follows after them.
By this time, Morgan Le Fay has finished dressing up as if she were a noble lady, holding her skirt and carrying a small parasol as she follows.
Very soon.
Nicolas Flamel sees a nonchalant young man lying on a large rock beside the Mist Forest.
He is basking in the sun.
The man lifts his head, smiles at them, then looks at Morgan Le Fay beside him, warmly beckoning her over. The female headmaster, known for her stern demeanor, who led the Wizard Academy for 127 years, runs over like a lively little girl, leaning partially on the young man’s lap.
In the stunned expression of Nicolas Flamel, this female headmaster, whom he views as extremely stern, even rubs against the man like a kitten.
"So it’s little Morgan..."
"You’ve grown so much!"
Duncan smiles at the ’little girl’ in front of him, who seems to be pouting slightly, and reaches out to pat her head.
Due to Igraine’s connection, Morgan Le Fay is counted as his half-adopted daughter.
"Your Majesty!"
"You’ve returned."
At this moment, the Great Mage Merlin tidies his attire, kneeling on one knee and greeting the nonchalant young man before him, "Long time no see."
Duncan stands up, brushes the leaves off his body, and nods, saying, "Indeed."
"It’s been a long time, about three or four hundred years."
"I didn’t expect you’d still be willing to call me Your Majesty."
"I appreciate it."
Upon this return to reality, not everyone is willing to address him as Majesty.
After all, times have changed.
What a coincidence.
He just happens to want to change this era as well, giving the era’s train a push on the accelerator to thunder past.
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Meanwhile.
In the distant east, during Japan’s Heian Era (794 AD - 1192 AD), an extremely enchanting and beautiful woman slowly raises her head, gazing towards the western part of Earth, murmuring, "Such strong magic power!"
"Who has descended?"
In an instant, her eyes change cat-like, revealing nine fluffy fox tails that divide the boundaries of reality.
The entire world is experiencing a mythical ebbing.
Even a being as powerful as her, such an ancient great demon, had no choice but to retreat to Fusang. Only places without mythical ebbing allowed her to forcibly remain in the real world.
This extremely enchanting woman gazes at the flashing Ziwei Emperor Star in the sky, muttering, "Is it a dragon?"
Whether in the east or the west, dragons are symbols of legends and magical power.
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