"So what can you do to prove that I'm not a man?"

The old mage still had a smile on his face, but the apprentices sitting closest to him buried their heads deeply, and they didn't dare to look at them at all, because the old mage's smile at this time seemed extremely strange to anyone!

"Of course there is a way. ”

Al's voice came from far away from around the corner.

It's a pity that the apprentice who doesn't know whether to live or die is still answering without shame, and some people in the class are already cursing or laughing at this stupid fellow in their hearts, and others are looking at him with pitiful eyes.

What the hell was he thinking?

Long Chen became more and more incomprehensible to the apprentice named Al.

The violence and methods displayed by the old mage in his calm just now shocked all the apprentices in the class, whether the old mage was trying to establish his prestige, whether it was to make these rookie apprentices more impressed by some common sense in the wizarding world, or simply that the old mage himself was a cold and violent person, now it is obviously the moment when the old mage is at his peak and most unprovoked, and it is simply stupid for you as an apprentice to say such unwise words at such a moment.

Incomprehensible!

It's completely incomprehensible to normal people, because it's not a normal person would do it at all.

Long Chen even began to wonder if these peers from the other world had the so-called emotional intelligence.

"Very well, then you prove it. ”

The old mage gracefully gestured towards the El.

Al leaned sideways and slipped out of his seat.

He was still dressed like he had started school, his gray-white cloak shrouded him from head to toe, his hood was pulled so low that the light in the classroom was so dim that people who were a little further away couldn't even see his chin.

The cloak brushed away the eyes with mockery and sneer, the incomprehensible gaze, the complaining gaze, the gaze waiting to see the show, and the gaze with an inexplicable sympathetic taste, like a lotus leaf that did not get wet, and came to the old mage.

Stand still.

Without saying a word, Al raised his hand.

His movements seemed slow, but it should have been fast, because before everyone had time to come up with more ideas, Al's hand had been placed on the old mage's chest and pressed down!

As Al expected, the soft and comfortable feel came from the palm of his hand.

While in Lumberwood, Al had experienced this feeling from the chests of many of his sisters, and was all too familiar with them.

Of course, these previous experiences were all as a completely passive character, and this is the first time that Al has taken the initiative like this.

The surrounding apprentices were instantly stupid.

What's going on?

It's even more incomprehensible than before.

That guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead walked directly in front of the respected and elderly grandfather mage, and directly staged a big drama of attacking his chest?

No matter how heavy the taste is, it shouldn't be so heavy!

A male apprentice who was sitting close to him, and who had eaten a full breakfast, suddenly felt a storm in his stomach pouch full of food, and he produced a very strong **, a turbid air produced by the mixture of digestive juices and food residues rose from the depths of his esophagus, and he raised his neck to a rooster ready to crow, desperate for the gas in his stomach to be discharged.

Vomit!

Fortunately, this male apprentice was quite resourceful and covered his mouth in time, otherwise if he had slowed down for a while, I am afraid that the nearest old mage would have been sprayed all over his face by the unknown liquid in his stomach bag.

At this time, the old mage spoke.

This came as a surprise to the other apprentices.

Because in their speculation, the most likely next move of the old mage should be to directly turn that damn hardcore snake spirit apprentice directly into wallpaper.

"How did you find out?"

The old mage's words surprised the other apprentices even more.

What does that mean?

Could it be-

"As soon as you come in, I find out, because men and women are different. ”

Al's answer silenced the old mage.

In the dim light of the classroom, the wrinkles on his face became more profound and philosophical.

I am afraid that anyone who sees such a scene will feel without doubt that this is an old man who has been weathered and full of wisdom, a man who has gone through vicissitudes and old decay.

But he was her.

"Didn't you use any spells or any other means, just by observing?"

There was a hint of luck and unwillingness in the old mage's voice.

As the youngest, best, and most outstanding female mage teacher in the Ceylon Academy, how could she have arranged a perfect five-ring mirror copy camouflage spell, how could she be seen through by a freshman apprentice who had just enrolled?

However, Al's words mercilessly shattered the last shred of her illusions and luck.

"Yes, needless to say, you know you're not a man even by smelling it. ”

Smell it?

Do I smell of perfume?

No way!

Although it was only used to teach apprentices, Celinda, who was in charge, strictly followed the actual mage's operating procedures, not only did she not use perfume before she came out, but even cosmetics that might smell were completely useless, and she even asked the Harvey teacher, who was her mirror projection medium, to borrow a robe to cover up her own smell.

How can it still smell?

With this unbelief in evil thoughts, Celinda raised her hand and sniffed her sleeve.

Wait a minute!

A faint fragrance seemed to waft to Celinda's nose.

The smell is very light, but Celinda did not ignore it because the smell is extremely light, you must know that although pure humans do not have a sensitive sense of smell, many subhuman species such as orcs have a much more sensitive sense of smell than humans, this smell may be a candle under the sun to humans, but to those who are subhuman or have subhuman blood, it is no less conspicuous than a torch in the night.

Isn't that the smell of your own room?

Celinda was extremely surprised, and she quickly figured out where the joints were.

It turns out that this is the reason!

Although Celinda has avoided all the steps and behaviors that could produce strange smells, in the end, she has forgotten to consider the most critical environmental factors.

Celinda likes the light smell of incense, and her room is lit with those incense at all times.

Usually because she is so used to ignoring these scents, Celinda doesn't even think about them at all.

He cast the spell in strict accordance with the requirements of the mirror copy camouflage technique, and he simply did the standard of the textbook, but because of such a simple omission, he leaked out.

In an instant, Celinda's mood was extremely complicated.