Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 673 - 189: Another Turnaround? 1

Chapter 673: Chapter 189: Another Turnaround? _1

“Is that really true?”

Principal Leopold was taken aback, unable to believe it.

“No.”

Dean Frist smiled, “I was just ssing with you.”

“I figured it was a joke. If it were true, would you tell ? You’d need all the ti you can get to keep it under wraps.”

Principal Leopold sighed, but secretly kept this information in his heart, deciding to keep a close eye on this Link Grande.

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Even without such an exaggerated claim as being a Saint, anyone who could catch Frist Diomand’s attention at this critical juncture would be extraordinary.

Besides, Principal Leopold was no stranger to this na.

After all, having drunk Dean Frist’s elite-grade tea so many tis, he knew quite a bit about the exploits of the man who had created those teas.

Calm himself down, Principal Leopold asked, “Sigh, what are you really thinking?”

“What do you an, what am I thinking?”

Dean Frist countered.

“Why did you leak the location of The Saint of Nostrodam’s inheritance to Shadow City, setting this trap? What’s your ga?”

Principal Leopold spelled out his doubts in detail.

“Didn’t I tell you last ti? I don’t even know what I was thinking.”

“I thought you were joking last ti.”

“There you go again with your faux naiveté, trying to fish sothing out of . Can’t you co up with a different tactic?”

“Ha, do I need to pretend around you? Stop the chitchat, let’s talk business. Was it your intention to use this opportunity to deliver The Saint of Nostrodam’s inheritance to the Great Sage Mitchell?”

“I told you, I don’t know.”

“Still pretending! I’ve guessed it. There’s no point in denying it now.”

“That’s up to you. As long as you’re happy.”

“Aren’t you afraid that if the Great Sage Mitchell did get the inheritance, he might successfully inherit the title of Mysterious Saint?”

“Tsk… you can be more absurd than that.”

“Do you want Great Sage Mitchell to follow the path of the Mysterious System of Wizards?”

“I can’t be bothered.”

Dean Frist stepped to the left, set up a noise-cancelling rune barrier with a wave of his hand, silencing the chatty Principal Leopold.

This guy, in order to probe for information, repeatedly plays dumb and his chatter has only increased.

It’s really a pain in the ear.

Noisy!

If he knew it was going to be like this, he would never have agreed to bring him to watch the battle.

Seeing this, Principal Leopold didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he chuckled to himself.

Often, not directly answering was indeed the answer.

Although he wasn’t quite certain yet, Principal Leopold was already quite sure.

Ravensmouth College did indeed want Great Sage Mitchell Tower to snatch away the Saint’s inheritance this ti.

As for the reason, Principal Leopold couldn’t figure it out yet and hadn’t managed to gauge any intentions.

That was indeed a pity.

Inside the Lark-level Interstellar Battleship.

A group of six wizards, including Lanny Taylor, watched helplessly as the warship carrying the Outlander Colonization Team from Shadow City passed right by them.

Their own interstellar battleship didn’t even intercept or send a communication request to establish contact with the other party.

Even at the mont when the two battleships were about to pass each other, all the permissions for the operation consoles were automatically taken back by Warship Tower Spirit.

This made the mbers of the group unable to manually control the battleship to make temporary responses.

It was truly puzzling and frustrating.

“What’s going on?”

“Why would such a situation happen?”

“Leader Taylor, please give us an explanation.”

“Turn around imdiately! Turn around imdiately!”

“Catch up quickly! Quickly send a communication request!”

The sound of noisy chatter broke out, flooding Lanny Taylor’s ears.

A ssage suddenly appeared on the screen of the office console in front of the captain’s chair, a ssage left by Link in advance.

Lanny Taylor quickly read it, bit her lip, cald herself, and t the gazes of the five wizards, waiting for the noise to stop.

The cockpit soon turned quiet, the atmosphere quite peculiar.

The five wizards from Group one imdiately shut up, silently waiting for Lanny Taylor’s explanation.

A mont later, Lanny Taylor began, “This was all arranged by Captain Link Grande.”

These words were like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, instantly causing a violent reaction.

“What do you an?”

“Leader Taylor, please be more specific.”

“Yes, if it really was Captain Grande’s arrangent, why didn’t he just tell us directly instead of acting like this?”

“If he has other plans, he could just tell us, there’s no need to hide it.”

“…”

After the five wizards had expressed their views and vented their feelings one after the other.

Only then did Lanny reply:

“Because when Captain Grande discovered that the goods to be seized this ti was the rumored Saint’s inheritance, he was considering giving up on the mission.

The reason he did not directly inform everyone was that he did not want you all to bear the responsibility. This way, if the mission fails, the college won’t bla you excessively.”

“Huh! As if he’s that kind-hearted.”

Before any other wizard had a chance to react, soone suddenly snorted dissatisfiedly, rebuking loudly, “I see it as him trying to eliminate us and the warship that could monitor the operation in order to monopolize the Saint’s inheritance!”

As those words fell, the atmosphere in the cockpit beca even more peculiar.

Tsk, tsk…

What a wise statent!

What an obvious act of throwing mud!

The other wizards imdiately looked over, trying to identify the speaker.

They’d need to steer clear of that person in the future.