After recovering well, Iris began another week of cultivation, while Mavis took the White Sun into the jungle to train it to be aggressive.

Iris was sitting on the blanket in the basement, holding The New Sea in her hand. Obviously Iris planned to become a high-level mage relying on The New Sea.

Anyway, Lilia will not make trouble for her again. As long as the cultivation is in a state of growth, Iris can stay in the human world until her identity of the blood race is discovered.

The flame flower of Consciousness Space has fully bloomed, and its black and red color scheme makes Iris feel a touch of weirdness.

Now this flame flower can no longer be called a flame flower, more like a black blood flower. Black and red blood were dripping down from the flower little by little, and the inside of the flower is filled with black and red flames. Anyway, it always makes people feel weird.

Iris did not think so much. After all, her flame can pass through any defense to attack, so its strange looking can be understood.

The petals turned into blood and then dripped drop by drop. As time goes by, only the root of the black blood flower is left, which is seen by Iris. She felt some inexplicable uneasiness, and this uneasiness was only exacerbated by the increasing level of cultivation.

When Iris promoted to the intermediate-level mage, she began to feel a vague trace of unease. This time, this promotion made her unease again aggravate. Iris seriously suspected: when her cultivation reached a certain limit, it is more likely for her to suddenly die.

Soon after, the roots of the flower turned into a pool of black blood. Just when Iris thought this breakthrough had failed. The New Sea became a seed buried within Consciousness Space. And it absorbed the dripping black blood bit by bit until it grew into a sapling.

The sapling was light blue at first. When it absorbed the energy within Consciousness Space, it gradually turned black and red. Upon closer inspection, the sapling had a thick black and red liquid, like the sapling's epidermis. The epidermis trembles, as if it was alive.

Iris did not feel strange, after all, her fire Consciousness Space has always been this hue. But this tree gave Iris a really bad impression.

Iris opened her eyes. She did not felt joyful because of become a high-ranking mage, but she felt a kind of inexplicable palpitations.

After the palpitations receded, Iris went to the living room, ate some food casually, and fell asleep on the sofa.

...

As time went by quickly, Iris woke up, "Sister Mavis, I need to ask you a question."

No matter how Iris shouted, Mavis did not appear. Iris felt something was wrong. Could Sister Mavis go to revenge?

So Iris searched the house and saw a note.

"I've taken the White Sun to go hunting. Wait until I come back. Love you, sister Mavis."

When Iris saw the note, she finally felt greatly relieved. Fortunately, Sister Mavis did not lose her mind because of the man in black armor.

Iris prepared to ask Chaos for help, "Chaos! Is it there?"

"What is it? Blood girl." Chaos replied.

"I'm already a high-level mage. Now teach me how to master high-level magic!"

"No way!" Chaos said frankly.

"Aren't you a Demon Emperor? You can't cultivate? Then how did you become strong?" Iris said suspiciously, with a hint of surprise in her tone. She couldn't believe Chaos wouldn't cultivate!

"Demon power is innate. If you want power, I can give it to you directly. Now I have recovered some. These power should be enough for you to use."

"Forget it. You keep recovering!"

Chaos: "..."

Since sister Mavis has not returned. Iris thought that she should practice her second sword art! Even if she couldn't comprehend the softness and flexibility of the "Intermittent Rain", she could still exert a little power by mastering the sword move skillfully.

...

"Feeling better? Lou!" A nun dressed in white approached with a meal.

"Yes!" The man named Lou replied softly.

"Eat some food, otherwise how will you get better?"

Lou smiled helplessly and did not answer, perhaps not knowing how to answer the nun.

Under the nun's watchful eye, Lou picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate the food until the meal was finished by the man and the nun would leave.

Lou looked at his frail self in the mirror and muttered to himself: "I wonder how long I can live. Try to use the power of this lock as little as possible! Maybe I'll be able to live for another year or two."

Lou was a young man of twenty-five years old. He should have been young and energetic as a human being, but now he is a weak and feeble patient.

Lou untied the bandage of the left arm, black chains set on his arm tightly. Along with Lou's breathing, the lock is trembling as if there was life inside.

"Ten years together, you are still greedy. Perhaps I should be buried with you in the coffin for eternity! I no longer let you hurt others."

"Perhaps I should find the next heir. At least your power can shelter White Stork, so that other races can not attack in. Give up personal interest to dedicate to the nation and make great contribution is what a knight should be aware of."

Lou then picked up the bandage and put it wrapped around the left arm. Now he has its own plans.

...

Lu arrived at the Tiandu Magic Academy wearing thin clothes, "Mr., can you help me find Headmaster Griffin. Just say that the Morning Knight wants to see him."

The old man in the doorway looked at the pale Lou in front of him and hesitantly asked, "Young man, aren't you cold with so little clothing?" The old man directly took off his coat and handed it to the young man.

Lou did not refuse the kindness of the old man. So he took the coat and put it over his shoulders.

"I'm going to see if Headmaster Griffin is in. You come in here and warm up with a cup of hot tea."

The old man greeted the frail boy and went into the school to look for the headmaster.

"Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock!"

"Come in!" Griffin was busy with the opening of the school.

"Headmaster, there is a man who wants to see you. He says his name is Morning Knight." The old man said.

"Where is he?" Griffin said with a little anxious.

"He's waiting at the school gate!" The old man replied.

Griffin then casually put on a jacket and walked towards the school entrance in a feverish hurry.

Seeing Griffin walking, Lou showed a heartfelt smile, perhaps because of the familiarity!

"Little Lou, come with me to the office!"

"Okay!"

Lou then followed Headmaster Griffin to his office. Lou poured himself a cup of hot tea! Holding it in his hand, he seemed to be warming his hands.

"Have you made up your mind?" Griffin's tone was tinged with a hint of sadness.

"Of course! Otherwise I would not have come back. This title must be inherited by someone, and the lock must be driven by someone, otherwise it is difficult for the White Stork to survive in this continent where there is a crisis everywhere." Lou laughed frankly.

"You are the third one since I became the principal in Tiandu Academy. You were all once the leading students of Tiandu Academy. But now you are tortured by this lock!"

"We are the Morning Knights. We symbolize the shimmering light of darkness. I believe that one day humans will defeat the Bloods and usher in the life we aspire to, which is the meaning of our existence as Morning Knights."

"The next time, I want to do something good for my school or choose the next new successor." Lou said breathlessly.

"I will arrange it for you!"

"Thanks!"