Crisson, Jones is the eldest son of the Duke of Jones, one of the four Dukes of Roland. However, this vein is different from the other three major ducal families.

Jones is a lifetime knighthood that the modern king himself canonized to his mother. If his mother died, he would also lose the title of duke's eldest son.

But now it's nothing. At the Royal Noble College of Roland, life has been smooth, both academically and in life, and the quality is far beyond that of his peers. But why did he come to this magic academy?

This is what happened a few days ago, his mother didn't tell him much, so she let him transfer to another school, and he also had the right to experience this civilian academy, which should be the reason why his mother wanted him to experience life.

For this reason, he planned to learn about this school first, and walked around the academy wearing the mage robes of the undead system that had been issued.

The most distinctive feature of the Academy of Magic is a diagon alley, where students and even teachers exchange and buy and sell hemp magic materials with each other, because of the signboard of the Academy of Magic, there is no need to charge taxes to do business in a bright and bright way, and students from all departments gather here.

"Hey, you kid, are you a student of the Department of the Undead?" he was walking around when an unfriendly-sounding voice stopped him.

Christen looked at himself, and he was indeed wearing a school uniform of the undead department, and a large silver-white skeleton on it was particularly eye-catching.

When Cleison saw the group of people calling him, he thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, I am." ”

The leader was a red-haired young man, and after watching him say this, his face was hideous, and the blue veins on his face were about to burst out.

"Then you're that Jason, Doyle, just right, help me pass a message to Sauron, so that if he has the ability, don't hide in the classroom and be a turtle, and come out and fight me in a dignified manner. The red-haired young man said.

Although Cleison doesn't know much about this matter yet, most of them can guess that this person in eighty percent has married Sauron of the undead or something.

It has nothing to do with him, and naturally there is no need for him to help him deliver the message, not to mention that this person even got his name wrong.

"I don't know why you would think of me as that guy named Jason, Doyle, but I don't think it's gentlemanly for one person's anger toward another person to be blamed on someone else, so allow me to refuse. Kerrison said.

"Gentleman, you tell me about gentleman. I'll tell you, I grew up in the army and really don't know what a gentleman is, or you kid tell me about it. ”

"Then I really feel sorry for your sir, and besides, take your hand off my chest, I don't want to have a conflict with someone like you on the first day. ”

At this moment, the red-haired one had already lifted Clesson, although Cleison was not short, but he and this person who claimed to be in the army naturally looked much thinner.

Hearing him say this, a contemptuous smile appeared on the latter's face. It fell into Krisson's eyes, and he thought to himself, this is not over.

The red-haired boy threw a brutal punch at him, and Kerison grabbed one of the man's hands and flipped over, his feet making intimate contact with his red head.

When he fell, he crossed his feet and threw the red hair to the ground. The whole action is done in one go, coherent and powerful.

Before everyone could react, the red-haired man had already been knocked to the ground by him.

"Looks like you're not doing well in the barracks. "Krisson made a move, in addition to being a mid-level magician, he was also a high-level apprentice knight.

Although it can't be used, it is enough for a mage to deal with many problems.

He didn't want to get entangled with these people, but the people behind him didn't.

"Catch him for me, and I don't have to bring the letter to fight to death, I want to see if their undead are dragged one by one. ”

Crison turned around, roughly sensing that the matter wasn't over yet.

The group of fire students who followed him hesitated, and in Diagon Alley, magic brawls were not allowed.

But the boss was beaten and ......

Another couple walked over and made a path through the crowd around to see the bustling crowd.

"What's going on?" these people were uniformly dressed in black, and they were members of the school guard.

"This man went on a murderous and assaulted the Academy. A few members of the fire system over there spoke first.

"Do you have anything to say?" the guard looked at Crisson, who shook his head.

Depending on the situation, if he wants to make things clear, he will definitely quarrel with the other party's people.

Not to mention the large number of people in the place, his upbringing does not allow him to do this. Just said, "I asked for the magic of recreating the scene." The cost is out of me. ”

This kind of magic is at least level 6 or above, and the tutor ignores this kind of trivial matter, and the power is handed over to the school guard or the student council.

Asking for Level 6 magic is not a small expense, at least in most of the magic academies where civilians live.

This also exposes one thing, the person you meet is not easy to mess with.

"Let's go. The red-haired man said.

"But, Boss. His little brothers hesitated.

"Isn't it enough to be ashamed?" he would rather these people throw a few magic spells after hearing what he said, and still seem to have backbone, but they dragged them to the school guards, and even slandered them.

Is this in the countryside? This is the imperial capital where magic is developed, it is the magic academy, and a bunch of pig-brained guys have made him lose his face.

"Wait, gather all living things, fifty gold coins. The leader of the school guard said.

He snorted, took out fifty gold coins, and threw them over, but he leaned away, and didn't even intend to take them, so he let them fall to the ground.

The red-haired man didn't think about it and left, but was stopped by the man.

"What do you mean?" He looked coldly at the school guard.

The latter smiled: "You smell of wine, you have drunk a lot, right?"

When the red-haired man heard this, he turned his head to the man and said with a smile, "What does it have to do with you? ”

"It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with your family. The leader whispered in the red-haired student's ear.

When the red-haired student heard this, his pupils shrank, and he secretly screamed in his heart. A frost-covered fist struck him in the face, sealing half of his face and mouth with ice.

"What are you doing?" The man's younger brother shouted angrily and tried to help him up, but the leader smiled coldly, raised his foot, and brought up a cloud of dust and sand, and tied the little brother firmly.

"Gathering all people, disobeying discipline, and attempting to assault members of the school guard, Flynn, I hereby arrest you. ”

Before everyone could react, the school guards in the rear had already begun to act, and a large area of sinking sand appeared, arresting those little brothers as well.

"If there is a helper, it will be dealt with as an accomplice. The leader looked down at the crowd and said.

"Wait, let him go. Krisson said suddenly.

The leader looked over, patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Senior brother, it's okay now, there is our school guard." ”

But it's a pity that Kerison didn't appreciate his affection and took a step back.

"If the school guards were all secretly cheating people like you, my safety would really be well guaranteed?" Kerison had already seen through all of this on the sidelines, all of which were sarcastic.

"What do you mean?"

"Although I hate this guy's rudeness, I hate being taken advantage of, especially this kind of dirty thing. ”

A magic scroll was torn open by him, and a hurricane descended on the place.