Sonia was wearing a beautiful slim-fitting school skirt and sat in front of Griffith. Her long blond hair was tied into an elegant bun and tied behind her head. From the perspective of the trainee knight, her white neck and delicate
The earlobe was less than twenty centimeters away from his hand. As long as he lowered his head, he could see the girl's slender waist.
"Has my hair been tied up?" Sonia asked Galadia, who was sitting next to her, in a low voice, somewhat uncomfortably.
"I'll help you comb it later," the elf with long straight black hair looked at Sonia, "I have a hairpin, can you use it first?"
"Yeah," Sonia agreed in as low a voice as possible, gently stroking the ends of her hair hanging down by her ears.
The girls occupied the first few rows of this large classroom. Most of their Shutorals sat in the back two rows, right next to their targets of protection.
Boys from nobles and commoners sat further back. Many of them felt that the professor would not see them over the large crowd of people, so they were tinkering with something at ease.
"Before the emergence of professional magic teaching, nobles were accustomed to teaching their children to become wizards at home," the black-haired professor Lourdes Basilico Listener said in a constant tone, "This is not the case.
Rigorous education has passed down the family’s secrets, as well as... the techniques for seeking death... lightning, pointing, and whipping."
The last few words were a magic spell. Lourdes skipped most of the magic chanting and directly triggered a silver snake-like arc of electricity that struck towards the middle of the students.
"Crack!"
The eldest son of a baron was knocked out on the spot, and the gadgets he placed on the long table from unknown sources were burned into a pile of coke. Several noble boys sitting nearby had their faces blackened.
"Ah!" Griffith heard Sonia scream softly in fright.
The lecture theater, which was filled with all kinds of small noises just now, suddenly became quiet, and everyone immediately sat up straight.
Lourdes looked at his results with a hint of ridicule, and waved his hand to summon two brownie elves. The short slave creatures struggled to lift the eldest son of the baron who was knocked away, and carried him out.
"I know that many of you already have a superficial understanding of magic, and feel that the basic courses are not worth mentioning." Lordes' sharp eyes swept over the students row by row, and finally stopped at Sonia, "ignorance
Let you be fearless. Tell me, Miss Sonia de La Mole, in recent generations of your family, how many people have gone crazy or even... died because of out-of-control magic?"
Ah? Why are you asking me? Sonia raised her head in surprise.
The words of the high-level mage seemed to contain irresistible magic and inducement. When he read the words "madness" and "death", the wand crazily overflowed with terrifying power. Sonia felt as if she was being invisible.
As if shrouded in strangeness, his whole body was immersed in coldness and fear.
Ordinary words usually cannot trigger magic. A complete spell needs to burn mental power as the driving energy, use the complete spell to construct the energy form, and then activate it through specific commands. However, senior mages often set themselves
The "mantra" skips part of the chanting, and only uses a few words to mobilize the power of magic.
Griffith noticed that the girl's shoulders were shaking slightly, her skin was as pale as ice and snow, and some kind of gray presence was surrounding her body.
Oops!
Griffith immediately stood up and walked around to Sonia's side in two steps.
Galadia, who was sitting aside, was also shocked by the inexplicable power. Although she was not Lourdes' direct target, she fell into confusion and confusion for a while.
At this moment, a passionate and warm force appeared beside them. Sonia regained her composure as if she had been fished out of the sea of ​​ice. She looked up and found that Griffith's firm body had already
Arriving at the diagonal front, it was like a mountain peak that blocked the incoming fear.
Griffith was already in a fighting posture. He bent slightly and bent his knees so that he could explode at any time. The anger and blood in his body surged, spreading with his hot breath and eyes.
"Shutoral."
Archmage Lourdes muttered something like a curse, and the continuous lingering sound buzzed in his ears, making it unbearable. He withdrew his gaze from Sonia and stared into Griffith's eyes.
There was silence in the classroom. Fiona, who had just been drawing a bunny in her notebook, was frightened. She wanted to ask what happened but did not dare to open her mouth. Lana, Midian Maia and several Shutoral clenched their fists.
, this terrifying wizard suddenly exuded a terrifying sense of oppression, making their whole bodies tense up.
It's terrible... Griffith, this idiot, provoked the high-level mage in the first class! How will it end now? Ophelia looked left and right in panic, fearing that everyone would take action in the next moment.
"Tell me, apprentice knight, who asked you to leave your seat?" Lordes asked in a hoarse voice.
"As the candidate for heraldry of the Larmore family, when asked about the respected ancestors of the family, according to etiquette, I should answer for Miss Larmore." Griffith was surprised at first, but he immediately reacted,
He replied gently without changing his expression.
"Five years ago, Senator Fiennes de Lamore passed away after being exposed to a hidden existence during an experiment. Fifteen years ago, Count Lapis de Lamore, Luculus de Lamore
·Viscount Larmore fell while fighting an evil entity..."
Griffith slowly talked about the tragic experiences of several ancestors of the Larmore family. These are the records kept in the library of the Earl's Palace. His tone was not sad, but as high-spirited as praising the deeds of heroes.
And solemn.
Sonia looked up at Griffith in surprise. She had recovered from the unprepared panic and stared blankly at Griffith along with many other students.
When Griffith finished talking about the fifth fallen ancestor of the Larmore family according to the time flashback, he paused. The topic had been changed, and the trainee knight resumed his normal standing posture, looking at it with non-hostile eyes.
By Professor Lordes.
"Go back to your seat, apprentice knight, and raise your hand to ask for my permission before answering the next question." Lordes twitched the corners of his mouth and quickly wrote on the list with a pen, "Griffith...
Brandon’s final grade will be deducted by 5 points.”
Immediately afterwards, the professor did not give a chance to appeal, and raised his voice, like a saw pulling on everyone's eardrums, "After listening to the famous and tragic past of the Larmore family, have your shallow brains become...
Are you more cautious? Open your introduction to magic and don’t read false history and nonsense. Chapter 2, page 67, the development of magic and the basis of the use of inspiration..."
Griffith breathed a sigh of relief. His blood could only last for more than ten seconds, and he slowly took two steps back and returned to his seat. When he stepped back, Sonia turned her head quickly.
She glanced at him, her blue eyes sparkling.
"The existence of magic is expressed in magic energy networks and structures," Professor Lordes continued his lecture. "Through inspiration, even if a creature cannot use magic spells, it can also listen, observe, and touch.
Or perceive the existence of magic through meditation.
"Be careful and use caution when listening, observing, touching or meditating."
…
The introduction to magic did not end until lunch time, during which Archmage Lordes only gave everyone a few short breaks. Finally, the unsmiling Archmage assigned three book reading assignments and asked everyone to read them on Thursday.
Submit a report before class. When he was about to go out, his cold eyes glanced at Sonia, as if he wanted to see through her gaze, which shocked the girl again.
"Go to eat quickly!" Galadia quickly patted Sonia's shoulder and helped her comb the ends of her hanging hair. "My classes in the afternoon are light spells and divination theory, and potions in the evening."
"Me too!" Sonia turned to look at her trainee knight, "Griffith, where are you?"
"My courses are Infantry Command and Standard Battalion. It's a pity that we can't take them together," Griffith said. "I plan to use the evening time for self-study."
"Many of Toral's classes are not taught together with us," Fiona walked over briskly and held Sonia's arm. "I hope the professor in the afternoon will be more cute. Ha~ I was exhausted in the morning."
Hometown Watts provides a buffet-style lunch at noon. Students of all grades gathered in the hall, taking bread, ham, roasted chicken, yogurt, vegetable salad and pudding from the tables nearby, and gathered in groups.
We ate at the long table.
The hall was as lively as a spring market.
There is no extra charge for these foods! Griffith filled the plate with delicious food and walked to the long table. The girls, with Galadia and Sonia as the core, already occupied a large area.
The position left no room for the trainee knights.
Galadia looked up at the confused trainee knight, then turned her gaze to an empty seat, then quickly moved back and blinked at him.
This is girls time, where are you sitting...
Okay, okay, Griffith was amazed. He didn't expect that the elf's eyes could actually talk.
This place is no different from the couches used for Beyelan balls and banquets. The most beautiful girls sit in a small circle, and next to them are several daughters of noble and mage families, and more peripherally are girls from common people.
.Sonia maintained dining etiquette and ate gracefully, occasionally stopping to say a word or two to the girls on the edge of her small circle so that they would not be embarrassed.
Griffith looked aside and found that there was no need or possibility to join in. Several families of Shutoral were also eating separately. They had not yet formed a small circle, and they seemed to enjoy the food in front of them very much.
.
"Mr. Apprentice Knight." A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind.
Griffith turned around and found a man wearing a Homemon Watts teacher's robe looking at him not far away. His face was kind and gentle.
Velonos!
In the Eastern Province, it was he who led the troops to support Griffith and Galadia who were attacked by the resident mage Rudias.
"Professor Velonos?"
"Haha, I'm just an associate professor. It's been a long time since we last met," the associate professor said, "Would you like to have dinner together? I heard that you were still alive after you contradicted 'Dry Ice' Lordes."
Will the associate professor eat with the students? Griffith nodded immediately and sat down aside.
"Have you taken the Alchemy and Potions course?" the kind associate professor asked, "After witnessing Rudias's crazy research, I guess you will not be able to forget the scene you witnessed that day."
To be continued...