Lursk Higher School of magic.
The prophet brought her apprentices to the high school of magic.
She glanced at the sheepskin scroll in her hand, which was sealed by a wax seal with the mark of an owl.
This scroll is the admission certificate of ruersk Higher School of magic. Through the back door of grey clothes, Joshua successfully made the prophet and her apprentices become members of the Higher Academy of magic.
"Tutor, are human beings sent to college when they are so young?"
The apprentice of the prophet and the prophet walked side by side along the avenue of the college. On the way, they met several spellcasters who looked about ten years old.
"Those are elementary schools. As soon as any human offspring reaches their age, their parents will send them to the magic academy as much as possible to learn new knowledge."
The prophet also had some research on the social structure of human beings. She looked at the human beings whose appearance and age were almost the same as her, but her heart was so heavy that it was terrible.
"I When I was a kid, I could only help my father with those hellhounds. " An apprentice said something lost.
"There is no formal Academy in the demon world, and your race's ability is hundreds of times better than that of human beings. You can become qualified soldiers even without training."
The prophet glanced at the four apprentices under his command. Except for one apprentice with enchantment blood, the other three apprentices could become soldiers not inferior to low-level casters by virtue of their own race's talent and ability.
Because of the fact that demons are superior to human beings, many demons think that human knowledge and magic are useless things.
Perhaps this view could still have some effect a hundred years ago, but today, a hundred years later, the human's magic machine has completely surpassed the devil's physical fitness and talent.
"The knowledge you have learned will have a decisive impact on the future of the demon world when you return to it. So I hope you will stop playing in the human world."
The prophet had just finished teaching her four apprentices in a serious tone, but she felt the air around her suddenly became restless.
"Footsteps."
The prophet looked behind her, and she heard a great deal of footsteps approaching her.
"The enemy The enemy? "
The spirit of the four apprentices tensed up and leaned together. The prophet took off his glasses to see the figure running in the distance and made a decision.
"Get out of the way." Said the prophet.
The apprentices were still in doubt, and the prophet just walked quietly to the side of the road.
Her apprentices quickly understood what the teacher meant and ran to the prophet's side. Just as they were standing on the prophet's side, there was a hurricane behind them.
This not so spacious road was occupied by human beings in the blink of an eye. They ran to the other side of the road with the same goal. If the four apprentices were still standing in the middle of the road, they might be trampled into "devil's Sandwich" or mint flavor.
"He What are they doing? Escape Run away
The less daring of the four apprentices had been frightened by so many human beings.
Judging from the costumes of these humans, they were all students of this higher school of magic. The prophet was also very keen to capture the members of other colleges.
"I don't know..." The prophet shook his head, and if Joshua were here, he would have given such a simple and incisive answer as "the canteen is ready.".
But in fact, the destination of these students is the opposite of that of the restaurant at the higher school of magic in lursk.
"It might be possible to gather information on this from a human being."
The prophet has been waiting until the end of the crowd, a few physical strength is not very good girls scattered on this avenue, the prophet saw a girl who seemed to be very good to talk and walked up.
"Hello."
The prophet looked up at the girl with long silver gray hair, and her face always felt that he had seen her somewhere.
"Hello A face you haven't seen. Are you from the elementary department The girl bent down and looked at the prophet.
The prophet did not give her an answer, but showed the sheepskin scroll sealed with owl wax seal to the girl, which also proved her identity as a freshman in higher education.
"It was Freshmen, at this time? Well My name is Herland Lloyd, and welcome to this college. "
Herland held out her hand to the girl who could only reach her abdomen.
"The prophet."
The prophet also reached out and told Herland her code name, which she rarely told outsiders her real name.
"The Prophet Strange name. " Herland didn't go into it. She looked up and down at this special freshman. "Are you going to see Belle and Lyon?"
"Visit Talk about it It is not the first time that the prophet has heard some strange words since he came to the city."Just in front of this road, it seems that a magic guiding machine named" TV "was installed in the magic arena of our college yesterday. Through that machine, it seems that Belle and Lyon can be seen talking with their own eyes." Herland points to the end of the road.
All the students who run along this road are trying to get places in the arena.
Herland had to walk slowly because of his poor physical fitness.
"That Belle and Lyon, you should know! It's the hero and heroine of "the devil is not too cold" and "beauty and the devil."
After Herland, another young girl appeared, her eyes shining, and the prophet kept retreating.
In her, the prophet felt the breath of light The people in front of him are undoubtedly believers in the holy land.
"She's Sandra, my friend. I'm sorry to scare you. Would you like to go to the arena later?"
Herland sent out an invitation to the younger generation who looked very young, and the intellectual breath from the prophet made her feel very close.
"About this..."
Faced with the invitation of Herland, the prophet hesitated. At first, Joshua told her not to run around with strangers.
During the hesitation, the prophet suddenly heard the sound of the horse's hoof falling on the ground.
"Be careful!" The prophet responded in an instant, pulling Herland and shansa to the side of the road.
In just a few seconds, a unicorn like creature with lightning inscriptions running past the prophet, with a girl slightly older than the prophet sitting on its back.
When the unicorn was running, he could hear the sound of thunder and lightning. It didn't look like a kind of "gentle" horse.
"The unicorn favored by thunder god, isn't this the Warcraft owned by the chief of crossier School of magic?"
Herland instantly recognized the origin of the Warcraft, and she couldn't understand why the chief of the college next door would ride such a dangerous Warcraft around the college.
"Miss Please don't be in Riding in the College... "
When the unicorn ran past, a servant came panting after him. Before he could stop, the unicorn disappeared at the end of the road.
"I think she might have come to see the interview as well." The prophet pushed his wooden glasses and came to a conclusion.
"It seems that the dean of krohill School of magic refused to introduce the magic machine, so he came to our college?"
Herland's news is very well-informed. After all, it is in the higher magic college next door. For them, the students in that college are more competitive with each other.
"Ah! This is our territory, how can we be robbed by other colleges! " Shansa woke up at this time and wanted to take Herland to the arena.
"It's too late to go now."
Herland breathed a breath. For her majored in magic mechanics and order inscriptions, her physical strength was not comparable to that of the wild mage's sister.
"Maybe we can go to some of our predecessors majoring in prophecy. Their omniscient eyes should be able to see pictures in the arena through crystal balls." Herland said.
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