Grantia Ulysses was in a state of melancholy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A few months ago, she escaped death from the mouth of the Winter Wolf, but she accidentally awakened the talent of a spellcaster in advance, and was sent to the Academy of the Rainbow Tower in the Kingdom of Aster.

But unlike the legendary novels Grantia had read, she didn't become a genius or the center of attention for it, in fact, Grantia was just the most ordinary member of the Christian Academy.

In this school, the bloodline has almost no status, people worship the strong more, for the mages, knowledge is power, the more knowledgeable, then the higher the status, and Grandia, a country girl who has just awakened her talent, abounds here, and there is no conspicuousness at all.

"Alas, there is still a spell casting practice class today......"

Grandia sighed softly, at breakfast time, most of the people were holding books and reading while eating, as if they didn't want to give up any time to study, and the original aristocratic daughter didn't seem to be able to let go of that kind of reserve, and was taking small sips of bread on the soup in front of her.

"Are you alright, Grantia, you don't seem to have succeeded in the past few days, have you?"

Beside her, the brown-haired girl with glasses asked with concern, her name is Lottie, she is Grantia's roommate, and Lottie, who is also from a remote town, is a mage's inheritance, so she is much higher than Grantia in terms of elemental affinity, if Lottie is an ordinary person, then Lottie can be regarded as an honor student.

"There is no problem with the model of the spell, but the flow of mana in several nodes is quite difficult to control, alas, it has been done according to the book......"

In Grantia's original vision, entering the Academy of Magic should be a very interesting thing, meeting like-minded partners, learning all kinds of magic that rewrites the laws, and maybe meeting some bad guys who try to destroy the peace of the world, but what she didn't expect was that in the past few months since entering the academy, all she has done is to learn and then practice.

The mage apprentices taught by the academy to her are all extremely simple magic, on the one hand, they do not want the apprentices to cause danger due to operational errors, and on the other hand, these simple magics are the basis for other high-level magic, and only by mastering these spells perfectly can it be possible to learn advanced magic.

For example, the Mage's Hand, which Grantia is now working on.

The Mage's Hand, which moves items within a certain range by manipulating mana, is one of the most basic spells, and one that can be added to many spells.

For example, a simple fire creation is a spell that condenses the fire element to achieve burning, and adding a mage's hand to make the flame move may become a fireball technique.

Therefore, the inability to successfully cast the mage's hand was quite a headache for Grantia.

This was the second spell she had learned, and she had suffered so many failures that she wondered if her teacher had really looked away.

However, after awakening her talent, Grantia did change from her original powerless to a real black iron step, although she was not yet able to use the power of "Jue" freely, but Grandia was at least able to capture some of the flow of magic.

"Lottie, you said that if you still fail today, will you expel me directly?"

Grantia's mind was always full of thoughts of one kind or another, in fact, even if she could never master the hand of a mage, Christine Royal Academy would not expel anyone who successfully awakened her magical talent, at most, after seven years of education, Grantia would return home.

"No, Grantia, there's never been a student in the history of the school who was expelled for failing to cast a spell. ”

Lottie looked away from the book and thought for a moment.

"Am I going to be the first ever?"

Grantia rubbed her head, then stood up.

"No, no, I'll have to go back and make sure, Lottie, I'll see you in the classroom later. ”

With that, Grantia quickly packed up her dishes and trotted back to her bedroom.

Christine's bedroom is quite spacious, with two beds sitting side by side, and the decorations on the beds represent the different styles of the two occupants.

One of the beds was a brownish-gray quilt, with several bottles and jars of unknown colored liquid in them, which was Lottie's bed, and the other gray bedding was a number of thick books, which were Grantia's bed.

She sat down on the bed, where a hardcover book was spread out, depicting the spell structure of the Mage's Hand.

Grantia read it again to make sure there was nothing wrong with her build, and then condensed her magic on a small cup on her desk.

"Build a spell model, no problem. ”

In Grandia's sea of consciousness, a simple yet elegant model emerges, the result of an ingenious structure that has been streamlined by generations of mages.

"Inject magic...... No problem. ”

Summoning her magic, Grantia slowly poured the flowing energy into the spell model.

The dark blue liquid immediately filled the entire spell model along the established trajectory, and the lights called nodes lit up, which was proof that the spell was interfering with reality.

"Activate Spell ......"

Grantia drove the spell to lift the cup, she relaxed as much as she could, but her white arm was still trembling a little, and in the sea of consciousness, the originally stable structure of the mage's hand was slowly trembling.

Then, almost instantly, the entire spell model fell apart with a single point of collapse, causing ripples of magic in the space, and finally calmed down.

"Alas...... Failed again. ”

Sighing, Grantia was a little lost.

She slumped in her chair, a position that seemed indecent to a lady, but Grantia had something more worrisome for her.

By chance, she caught a glimpse of the pile of packages beside the table.

These were sent by her family before, and most of them were some clothes and hometown specialties that Grantia liked, and she hadn't had time to unpack them since she moved back yesterday.

Of course, it wasn't a pleasant time to unpack, but Grantia was caught in one of the small packages.

Because the handwriting on it was not the handwriting of her familiar father, the inscription was quite strange.

"Ashes without fire?"

Looking at the signature, which really didn't look like a serious name, Grantia was a little hesitant.

Although the academy had tested that there was no danger in the packages, Grantia used her imagination to the fullest.

However, all this imagination turned into doubts when she opened the package and saw what it contained.

"What is this?"

Grandia was presented with a delicate necklace set with aquamarines and a letter.

"Who's going to send me a necklace?"

The family wouldn't send this kind of thing, could it be a boy who has a crush on him?

Grandia's imagination began to diverge again.

She picked up the necklace and was about to take a closer look at it, when suddenly, in Grantia's vision, the blue words fell like a waterfall, forming an incomprehensible picture.

In the center of the picture, in floral script is written something Grandia has never heard of.

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