Angel is about to start a class at Ashelie, like a whirlwind blowing into the peaceful alchemy circle.
Just like the image when Angel was refining the rhythm of the ocean, there was no ripples at first, but as the wind rippled slightly, ripples quickly formed and spread rapidly.
This speed of diffusion, as well as the subsequent rush to grab classes, made some members of the R&D institute who heard the news couldn't help but be surprised.
As Ashley's vice-dean, it was the first time for Sherry to see such a large-scale scramble for classes.
Moreover, the people who grab classes spread from the alchemy circle and even outside the circle.
Although the topic is now all about the Rising Stars Competition, Angel's name has never disappeared from public opinion. Many people are curious whether Angel has advanced. Now, Angel is released from Ashley College
The news of the start of the class proves that Angel has returned to Sky Mechanical City, which makes people who are curious, admiring, admiring and even hating, jealous and hostile towards Angel want to find out.
This is also one of the reasons for the rush to grab classes.
Because there were too many people rushing to take the class, but the number of places offered by Angel was the same as that of the Water Mark Witch, there were only fifty people. Vice President Sheli had no choice but to shamelessly ask Antonio to contact Angel, hoping to increase the number.
One spot.
However, Angel just asked Sherry: "Fifty members of the R&D Institute are starting a class, is it too many or too few?"
The number of fifty students attending the class is not the largest among the courses taught by members of the R&D Institute, but it is definitely a lot. It is only slightly lower than the number of classes for Dean Muse and Mushroom Witch, but these two usually do not teach alchemy in their classes, so
Even if there is no limit on the number of people, not many people come.
"Since it's not too much, let's not add more." Angel said, he even wanted to reduce the number of people.
Angel didn't have any more places to attend the class, but there were too many people rushing to take the class, and there were also people who were closely related to Ashley. She had no choice but to do some operations secretly. It's called justice.
They are trying to grab a class, but secretly, the price has been clearly marked behind the person’s back.
Angel didn't care about this. Although he was still a little stressed about teaching, it was just for cheating... to earn points, and it was not a formal apprenticeship. It didn't matter who came to listen.
The turmoil over class grabbing lasted for two days. Although the fifty places have now been basically determined, the turmoil is still reverberating within Sky Mechanical City.
However, Angel didn't care about these things at this time.
Because, the rematch of the Rising Stars Competition is about to begin.
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Knock knock knock
There was a crisp knocking sound from the balcony window.
Angel raised his head from where he was writing quickly. He didn't make any movement. Two phantom limbs appeared out of thin air behind his back. One opened the curtains, and the other skillfully pushed open the window.
As the window was pushed open, a small black shadow rushed in instantly.
There was a faint fragrance wrapped around the black shadow's body, and it finally landed on Angel's neck and rubbed it aggrievedly.
Angel lowered his head and looked at Toby, a black shadow covered in dust. It was screaming pitifully, as if it wanted to arouse Angel's sympathy with its cry, which was a bit sharper than usual.
"You little heartless guy, I'm not training you for your own good." At this time, an angry female voice came in from the side.
Angel turned around, and Grea, who was wearing a bright purple dress, also flew in through the open window and landed on the chair opposite Angel.
"This guy can obviously manipulate energy to prevent dust from falling on him, but he deliberately didn't do it. He just wanted you to see how miserable he was, so he could pretend to be pitiful and refuse to be trained." Greya pointed at Toby, and then
The reporter looked innocent and pretended not to understand what Greya said.
"I deeply suspect that its behavior is also affected by its resentment. Therefore, I decided to increase its training volume starting from today."
Toby was still pretending not to understand the language of the two-legged beast, but after hearing Greya's words, he immediately couldn't hold back any longer. A continuous cry came out of its mouth, and the meaning of protest inside was self-evident.
However, Grea's mind was made up, and Toby could not sway at all. He could only look at Angel and pray for mercy from his little master.
Angel showed an expression of pity and intolerance, and smoothed Toby's feathers. In Toby's expectant eyes, Angel comforted him: "This is actually for your own good."
Toby screamed in grievance.
Although Angel expressed the same meaning as Greya, one had a white face and the other had a bad face, and in the end Toby could only admit it in a daze.
After solving Toby's problem, Angel looked at Greya doubtfully: "Is there anything else?"
Greya pointed to the clock on the wall: "Don't tell me that you forgot the time."
Angel looked at the hands of the wall clock, which pointed to eight o'clock in the morning. He thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "I almost forgot, today is the time for the rematch of the Rising Stars Tournament to start."
He accepted the task of special judging for the Rising Stars Competition. Although he only had to go to ten games and he could choose which games he would judge, there were two games he would definitely go to.
They are today's preliminary round and the finals at the end of the Rising Stars Competition. He must go to these two games, and there are still many rumors about whether Angel will advance. His appearance in today's preliminary round can also clear up this doubt.
Next period.
Angel put away the notes on the analysis of transfiguration on the table, prepared to freshen up a little, and then went to the Infinite Battle Tower.
He lightly touched it, and a water mirror appeared in mid-air.
Angel looked at the figure in the mirror. Although he had spent many days practicing the Transfiguration Technique, his whole body looked neat and tidy because of the Cleansing Technique.
It seems that there is no need to tidy it up, but from a personal etiquette perspective, Angel is still prepared to tidy it up.
However, Angel's so-called tidying up was just a wave of illusion on his body, and the slightly wrinkled gentleman's clothes took on a new look under the cover of illusion.
"It's packed." Angel said confidently.
Greya, who was witnessing this scene from the side: "..." This kind of tidying up is soulless! Moreover, isn't it just deceiving oneself and others to use illusions to cover it up?
Greya clicked her tongue and shook her head: "I always thought you were very similar to your mentor, but now I find that, at least in terms of etiquette, Sanders is more traditional than you."
At least in this regard, Sanders will not use illusions to whitewash peace.
After saying that, Greya took out a set of clothing.
Dark noble gentleman's uniform, pure white lining, dark patterned bow tie, and a series of golden accessories, from walking sticks, chest chains, sleeve badges... everything is included.
"Is this...for me?"
Greya nodded: "Yes."
Angel did not refuse. He had seen this costume himself. Although the workmanship and materials were very good, it was not an alchemical work.
Only after Angel put it on did he realize that the black clothing actually had dark green lines.
Just like the emerald green at night, there is a sense of alienation that can only be seen from a distance.
His originally gentle aura seemed to be separated by a veil because of this set of clothes, giving him an air of arrogance and indifference.
Greya watched Angel put on his clothes, and his tall and straight figure made her eyes look nostalgic: "Actually, this dress was originally prepared for Houston, but it was not given away in the end."