The terrifying fireball technique released by Al later attracted a lot of discussion and attention in the class, but perhaps because of Al wearing a cloak and the indescribable repulsive temperament that surrounded him, the other apprentices in the class were reluctant to approach.

What's more, this cloak freak is still a terrifying nickname for a chest masseuse, and what is even more terrifying is that it is said that his chest is still attacked by both men and women, which is simply too perverted.

So not to mention the female classmates, even some of the male classmates in the class were worried when Al passed by.

Then I don't know when there was a rumor in the class that Al's strength was very terrifying, and someone had seen him teach others, and it was likely that he was the son of a strong ** master of hermitage.

This is a topic that is easy to be interested in, because at first everyone just thought it was very ridiculous when they saw Al's unusual and strange outfit, after all, normal people would not do this kind of costume when they were still a mage apprentice, but when they looked closely at Al's cloak, the cloak on the other party was definitely not ordinary.

At first glance, it looks like just plain white linen fabric, and there is not even any decoration or embroidery.

But as long as you have a little care, you can find that the cut and workmanship of this cloak are extremely delicate and exquisite, and the wind buckle on the chest is even more excellent, it is a round buckle with a white body, I don't know what material it is, but in terms of appearance, it is definitely not inferior to the most high-grade white jade.

And some people with a heart have noticed some of the peculiarities of the El cloak, such as this cloak always seems to be able to keep it spotless, if it is determined that this is the same cloak and there is no same cloak to replace and clean, then that is to say, this cloak must be made of magical items or simply the legendary special materials that can avoid dust, then it is even more terrifying, you must know that magic items are inherently rare and expensive, and the identity or wealth of people who can use magic items for this kind of daily life is definitely far beyond the imagination of ordinary people。

The perversion is terrible, and the pervert with terrifying strength is even more terrifying.

So intentionally or unintentionally, the apprentices in the class quietly distanced themselves from Al.

But not everyone does.

For example, Al's tablemate, the boy named Pochi.

He used the book to instigate Al to attack Mary's chest, but instead of doing so, Mary bribed Al with more books to complete the counter-killing.

Maybe it's the so-called no-fight and no-acquaintance, but the relationship between this Pochi and Al is strangely getting better and better.

Dismissal time.

"It's the weekend again, Al, do you want to hang out with you tomorrow, I know a good place, there are many for you to massage-" Poki winked at Al, his hands open in the air, grasping at some kind of semi-circular spherical object with elasticity and softness, and with that lewd expression, it would definitely make people want to call the police.

"What did you say?"

Al tilted his head slightly.

He didn't understand what the other person meant.

Poki rolled his eyes and said, "Don't pretend to me, you chest masseuse." ”

Al suddenly remembered that Gooch, the admissions teacher, seemed to have done something similar.

"You're saying there's a place with a lot of big waves for me to do a chest massage, right?" it dawned on Al.

"Quietly. ”

Pochi noticed the disdainful glances around him and put his finger to his lips.

"With you, even I am misunderstood as a pervert by others now. ”

Poki spat bitter waterways at Eyre.

Al was speechless.

Some people's existence may be just to let you witness what kind of shamelessness of human beings in this world can go.

"I'm not going. ”

Al simply refused.

"Why? Don't you like to massage people's breasts? I know there's a lot of black elves in that place, you know, the big breasts of the black elves -- that's the supreme good!"

Poch lowered his voice and exclaimed.

For some reason, Al always felt like he had heard this sentence somewhere.

"Who told you I like to give people boobs massages?"

"And said you don't like it, so why did you come to touch someone's one at that time?"

Pochi said these disgusting words, and while crossing his hands to protect his chest, he made a shy, the freckles on his face and the red pimple on his nose were a little red, as if they were ashamed of the shameless behavior of his master.

Al suddenly felt that he might have eaten too much for lunch, as his stomach churned.

"I'm going to the library. ”

"The library again?"

Although it was a surprised tone, it was clear that the expression on Pochi's face was indeed so.

"Okay, okay, if you like books so much, go to your library, but I tell you, the future of people like you in the future is usually the so-called Zhu Gusheng, masturbating for a lifetime, ho ......ho

Poki let out a strange laugh and left first.

Al pursed his lips and lowered his head to continue sorting through the books.

Al then arrives at the library.

The periphery of the library on Friday afternoon can be described as a sea of people, because the volume of people is much larger than the volume of books, so if you glance at it, almost all of them are black heads, as long as the upper floors of the bookshelves in the distance can occasionally nod out, but they are also blocked by those standing on the ladder.

This is not surprising.

Because the library of Ceylon is the largest library in the city of mountains after all, and even the predecessor of the Academy of Ceylon, its purpose is to learn, share, and love, and because it is open, free and has an extremely rich collection of books, it is basically the library of choice for all mages in the city of mountains, especially on this kind of weekend afternoon, the people inside are simply not full to describe it, okay.

Al didn't like this kind of environment where there were too many people and too much excitement, so he walked straight inside.

After walking for about ten minutes, there were a lot fewer people around, and the light was dimmed, although the sky outside should still be very bright at the moment.

Perhaps for the sake of conservation, the density of magical light sources in the depths of the library is not high.

The shadows in the distance and near were easily reminiscent of the shadows of ghosts, but Al didn't care, the darkness had a natural affinity for him.