"I'm a Blood! How is it possible to not live past twenty-five? Black flame is that chaos gives me, Blood flame is ...Is it really a mutant flame?" Night White froze for a moment.

"Imp, you are a demon king! An immortal being." Chaos's voice rang out in Night White's mind.

"Then this Blood Flame ..."

"Heredity! Black Flame is the power I gave you, and Blood Flame is given to you by another person. Both belong to you. With time going by, the two flames are slowly fused into Black-Blood Flame. Of course you can separate them when you fight, just like you did against Elaine." Chaos explained to Night White.

"So does it mean that I have two Fire Systems? And the two share the same level, but they also consume the same Consciousness Space's magic power."

"That's right!"

"Then who does Blood Flame inherit from?"

"Hey!" Chaos sneered, "Of course it was your lovely mother. At the moment she stabbed her fangs into your neck, I clearly felt a hereditary force enter your body. After time, it turned into the Black-Blood Flame you use today."

"So!"

The fact that the Black Flame didn't swallow the Blood Flame made Chaos feel very strange, instead it was able to meld with the Black Flame. Could it be that the ancestors of the blood race and I are blood relatives?

The pedestrians on the street looked at Night White with strange eyes. After all, this guy is a strange person who talks to himself.

Under Mavis's tutelage, White Sun was able to deal with fierce beasts like jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards on its own.

"It won't take long for you to be able to help your mother." Mavis gently stroked the round little head of White Sun.

"Hiss~~" The White Sun spat out its tongue, as if expressing its thoughts to Mavis.

The day was getting dark, and the White Sun was still hunting prey. The corpses of jackals and porcupines could be seen everywhere, and the ground was covered with fishy blood.

Mavis sat in a tree, her eyes half-closed. She planned not to go home for a while, as she should do so for the sake of the future monarch of the blood race.

The next day, less Mavis’s shouting, not surprisingly, Night White was late, which was not exempt from the teacher’s reprimand.

"Night White, you do not sit there. Morning Knight asked for you." Linda said.

"Ah? Call for me."

"Isn't he not qualified? This guy has some background!" The crowd murmured.

"Shit! This guy's too lucky!" Tim shouted.

"Little bald guy! People can't be powerful by nature but they can become powerful by hard work. But the fact that you're a bald guy can't be changed!" Night White deliberately taunted Tim and left the seventh class.

When Night White walked into Class 21, the crowd was amazed, "Did you go to the wrong class? Does the bottom of the selection test also deserve to come here? Are the students Class 7 all persimmons?" A man named Donahue looked at Night White with a contemptuous look.

Donahue's words caused the whole class to laugh. Betty and Ansel sat in the corner and did not make a sound.

"The head of the dog is always able to respond to a call. It seems that you all have a good relationship with this dog!" Night White looked at the crowd with a slightly contemptuous gaze, which undoubtedly offended everyone in the Class 21.

"You have the guts to say it again." Donahue's hands glowed with golden light.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Light system? It seems like your class isn't any better. These students all rotten oranges."

Donahue couldn't stand it, because this guy's nonsense was endless.

"Gathering energy ..."

Before Donahue could cast his magic, Night White's fire-shaped sword was already on his neck, and the flames on the sword were constantly eroding his skin. As long as Night White wanted, he could kill this rotten orange in front of him.

"Stop!" A male voice came from behind Night White.

"Unfortunately, this time I am not able to beat you to your knees and beg for my mercy. This is considered my mistake. Whatever, the rotten orange can only be thrown away as garbage, at least the persimmon is intact. Perhaps the persimmon looks a little immature, but one day it will usher in its moment of glory. But the rotten orange will forever dormant in the ground." Night White’s voice is not loud, but it is enough for the entire Class 21 to hear.

Then Night White retracted the fire shape, walking towards the window in the corner. The student sitting in the corner by the window wisely gave up his seat to Night White. Because he was clear that at this stage those who can use the "Shape" are guys who can't afford to be pissed off.

"On the first day of the class, you’re ready to brawl by magic. Are you planning to go to the law enforcement office? Remember! You are a group, a group that can seek help from your teammates." A man in black armor said in a stern voice, with an obvious hint of weakness in his tone.

"Hello guys! I am the Morning Knight - Lou. I will be your class teacher for this class." Lou took off his helmet revealing a state of full of spirit.

The stage resounded with fierce applause, and the crowd gazed at Lou as if looking at an idol.

Night White met this man named Lou in the beginning of the school day. It was already so hot on that day, but he was still wrapped in a thick cotton jacket. Besides, he looked extremely weak. But just a few days he looks full of vitality, which is really some strange.

His armor is exactly the same as the Black Knight on that rainy night. Chaos clearly said the lock was on the Black Knight. When the school day started, Chaos sensed the lock was nearby again. And now the two strongest people in each class form a Class 21.

It turns out that the this guy, in the name of Morning Knight, wants to find a successor to the lock. If no suitable person can be found, all the people in this class will die because of the lock. If the rest of the people can be found, it will most likely assist the person who holds the lock.

Night White roughly knows the idea of Lou. But why would he let Night White, who was not a top two, into the Class 21? If Elaine makes full use of her real strength to fight with Night White at that time, he will lose. Why didn't Lou recruit Elaine in?

Lou made an impassioned speech on the platform, inspiring everyone except Night White.

With a bell ringing, the crowd ushered in the break.

"Elaine, why didn't you go to class 21 where it is considered the elite of the elite?" Starry turned around and asked.

"Well ...hmm ..." Elaine said after a moment of contemplation, "I don't think my master will be worse than Morning Knight! She has already made a good training plan for me, and releasing me from the mountain is to let me learn more about the life of ordinary people."

"Your master is ..."

"I can't tell you guys. She doesn't really want others to know her name. If I tell you guys, she won't let me off the hook."

"Night White should know it! Elaine, you said that Night White in Aghasas saved you. So Night White must have seen your great master! Vilya said.

Elaine nodded and did not deny it.

"Then you can go to ask Night White! See if he tells you."

"It was a difficult time for me in Aghasas, but Night White is very obscured about that memory, as if it never happened at all. I suspect that after I left, he lost some memories. I also said that at that time he was able to crack high level magic formations at will."

If it was before, Vilya would definitely think that Elaine was bragging! But this time she didn’t have any reaction to it, and likewise Starry was.

"Eh? What's wrong with you two? You two look dejected."

"Nothing! It's just that I remembered some bad things lately." Starry explained.

Elaine was a bit speechless. How come these two friends are strange today? Is there something they are hiding from me?