It was a very ordinary study, a very ordinary round table of old colors, a very ordinary stack of yellowed manuscripts, and a very ordinary old man with a white beard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Outside the window is a very ordinary moonlight, and in the study is a very ordinary lighting crystal light.

The white-bearded old man was squinting, carefully studying a manuscript.

There was a knock on the door.

The old man did not look up, but whispered, "Please come in." ”

His voice was a little sandy, but he could still hear a very rich undertone.

With a squeak, a tall thin man in a black robe pushed the door in, and in his black hole was a pair of blood-colored eyes, which were none other than Brand.

Seeing that the old man was still looking through the manuscript, Brand walked to the table, threw the parchment in his hand on the table, and asked, "Can you tell me what the hell is going on with this list?"

The old man raised his head, looked at the parchment that the blood-eyed mage had thrown on the table, and said gently, "This is the list of freshmen this year, is there any problem?"

"This student," Brand said, pointing to a name, "Maureen Callander, from the Duchy of Lothar, is where I was in charge of admissions, but the problem is that I didn't admit him. ”

"You know my philosophy, you know my beliefs, my ancient honors, and my strict self-discipline, and I don't want the academy to become a place for some people to do their own thing, and I demand a thorough investigation into this matter. Blood-eyed Brand said word by word.

Seeing the name, as if remembering something, the white-bearded old man became a little interested, he put down the manuscript, smiled and said, "How is this student?"

Unexpectedly, the old man reacted like this, Blood-eyed Brand was stunned for a moment, and said: "The magic capacity is very good, almost reaching the limit of ten fars, the mental power apprentice level 3, which is also very good, and the physical strength apprentice level 2, for a human teenager who has not yet exercised his magic power, it is not bad." But the problem is, he can't use magic cards. ”

"I invited him to come to the academy and develop in the direction of the war career, but he insisted on developing in the direction of the law office, so I did not admit him," Brand explained a few words, and then said categorically: "Why his name appeared on the list of freshmen, and who was admitted, I ask for strict investigation." ”

For some reason, for such a thing, the Blood-Eyed Mage seemed to be particularly concerned.

The old man coughed awkwardly and said, "Actually, this student was admitted by me, eleven years ago. ”

Brand was silent, staring at the old man with bloodshot eyes, waiting for him to explain.

"To be precise, it can't be counted as my admission," said the old man, "and it was because of a person's recommendation that he was put on the list." ”

"This is the Illuvita Academy of Magic. Brand replied. The implication is that whoever has such a big face recommends a baby to enter here directly.

The old man was silent for a moment, and finally said, "It was recommended by His Excellency the High Priest. ”

There was a long silence in the study.

Brand nodded, and slowly retreated out of the door, until the figure melted into the shadow outside the door, and then spat out a low sentence: "Even so, I still don't think well of this child, Dean Fielding." ”

The door to the study was closed.

The white-bearded old man looked out the window at the night, and the gaze in his eyes full of vicissitudes was deep and distant, as if he could see through the fog shrouded in time: "In this way, it still appears again, people who can't use magic cards, but what is the reason......?

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On a summer afternoon, the breeze blows from the lake, and although the sun is a little harsh, the air is not stuffy.

Morin and Barron's long-awaited introductory course in basic combat is finally taking place in an arena-like building at the foot of the mountain.

The oval-shaped arena covers a large area, like the façade of a small city, and the white stone walls and seats have long been dilapidated, and many vine-like greenery climbs and stretches between the white stones, waiting for the time to pass slowly. Compared to the renovated dormitory castle, this somewhat dilapidated arena looks too vicissitudes, most of the stone pillars and arches have collapsed and broken, and the horizontal surface is scarred by knives and axes, but the sharp edges and corners have been worn away by too long years.

The arena is an open square, and there are more than a dozen arenas of different sizes in the square, surrounded by many armories, which store all kinds of weapons: from the common scimitars and long swords, to the heavy hammer axes, to the rare curved sickles and barbed clubs, and even the strange mechanical weapons, but all the weapons are exceptionally numerous, roughly estimated, there are probably no less than a hundred of each.

Their classes take place next to an arena.

Morin's group, led by the blonde Alice, and Strayer and Osmond's, were all assigned to the lesson, and they had all changed into civilian clothes for battle, and stood in neat formation, staring at their lesson teacher: a mountain dwarf.

Unlike the rune dwarves, who are more interested in the study of runes and crafting skills, the mountain dwarves are the taller and more warlike of the dwarves, just like the Kadir of the human race.

The mountain dwarf in front of him was slightly taller than Osmond, but much more muscular, with a long brown beard that reached his slightly bulging waist, and his sharp gaze scanned the students in line.

"My name is Sandi Hammer, and I'm the teacher of your basic combat introductory course," he said in his non-standard lingua franca with the northern dialect, "First of all, this course has different requirements for students of different development directions, but the basic physical fitness requirements are the same: by the end of the school year, through magical training, the physical strength must reach the first rank. ”

"Let me now talk about another requirement: familiarity with weapons. Sandi Hammer said in a rough voice, "You may have received physical training, but few students are specifically familiar with weapons. In combat, especially in close quarters, familiarity and feel for the weapon is crucial. ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the weapon rack, which was a row of double-edged iron axes, the sharp blades of which shone with a cold light, "Here will be the training method you will learn." ”

I saw the mountain dwarf pick up an iron axe and throw it vertically into the sky with his backhand. With a roar, the iron axe body rotated, was thrown up more than ten meters, and then spun and fell straight down, the double-edged axe was unstoppable.

Seeing that the iron axe had fallen in front of him with the iron axe attached to Sandi's body, many of the students had already screamed, but the dwarf did not even look at it: "Familiar with a weapon, it becomes a part of the body, you can feel its position, speed, and power at any time, and you can use it freely." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the falling axe accurately, then threw it into the air again. At the same time, he picked up another iron axe from the armory rack with his other hand, and threw the first one into the air.

"You may have seen similar throws at street jugglers, but this practice does help you get acquainted with the weapon, its center of mass, its form, the speed at which it falls, the trajectory of its blades, and so on......" said Mulberry as he took the other axes from the weapon rack and threw them into the air.

"One, two, three, four, five......" Merlin counted silently on the side.

The first iron axe had not yet reached its highest point, and the mountain dwarves had already thrown eighteen iron axes.

Each iron axe is more than a meter long, and it rotates and rises in the air almost end-to-end, each with a slight difference in trajectory, but magically without any collision, like an orderly flock of birds.

By the time the first axe landed in front of the dwarf, he had already tossed thirty-six axes.

Then he took it with his left hand, quickly handed it to his right hand, and threw it up, while catching the next axe with his left hand.

From a distance, it seems that a metal waterfall more than 20 meters high is falling above the heads of the mountain dwarves.

Aeno, Morin, Barron, and even the red-haired Thea and silver-haired Tevez on the side were all dumbfounded, and even Strayer, who had always been unfazed, was a little dumbfounded in front of such a sight.

More than thirty iron axes were juggled by Sandi Hammer, each falling blade was enough to cut through flesh and shatter bones, but he was at ease, his thick arms and short fingers seemed so nimble that even his eyes were still on his students, and he continued:

"This practice is a great help for strength, mental perception, and physical coordination. Students who are developing in the direction of combat are required to be able to keep 36 identical weapons stable in the air, and in addition, they must be able to keep any ten weapons unfalling, they will be the weapons used by your enemies, and familiarity with them is very conducive to future battles. ”

"And the students who are going to develop in the direction of the legal profession only require ten kinds of weapons not to fall. After saying that, he added: "If you can't find the weapon you use in the arsenal here, you can go to the crafting office, which will help you craft a weapon of the same shape and weight, of course, the quality is just a tool for practice." ”

With that, the dwarven teacher tossed an iron axe back to the armory rack with a handle, and the torrent of steel was retracted from its source.

"It's not an easy exercise that takes a lot of time and sweat, but I trust you to do it. He encouraged in a rough voice, "Now let's explain the simulated competitive battle." ”

"Fighting is the most important skill of a professional. In times of war, we defend our homeland and our glory by fighting. And even in times of peace, we are still trying to resist chaos. Sang said: "Although the academy strives to ensure the safety of every student, but also hopes that students can realize the cruelty of war and develop tenacity and courage, so it has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to repair this arena and carve a very complex enchantment: a simulated competitive combat system. ”

"I need two brave students for a demonstration, is anyone volunteering?" asked Sandi.

Quite a few of the militant students raised their hands, including Barron, Shia, Osmond, and, of course, Morin.

The dwarven teacher looked around, pointed at Merlin and Osmond, and said, "Just the two of you." ”

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