In the Clock Tower Magic Library, in one of the small rooms, there is a man who is working hard to write a book. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The environment is a bit dark, as this room is the cheapest room to rent in the clock tower, and the dilapidated bookcase is filled with all kinds of open magic books.

The light is provided by the candles on the desk, and the faint smell of candles is not good, which is also a disguised proof of the owner's scarcity.

It was a man of about twenty years old, wearing a gray-green academic suit, and he looked a little shorter, seemingly less than 1.7 meters.

This man was writing a paper and was very selfless.

And at that moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

A gentle voice came, "Is Webb there?"

Webb was stunned and looked up, no one would normally come looking for him.

"Who?" said Webb, shaking his sore legs, who had sat for too long, and walked over to open the door.

A man about Webb's age greeted Webb with a smile, and three girls stood behind him.

One is the newcomer Bazet, who has just become an executor and shines, Weber has seen it from a distance, but the impression is that the men's beauty who looks very strong and decisive looks very confused at the moment.

As for the other big and small girls, one has excellent magical powers, and the other is currently an ordinary person, woo, the magic circuit is quite good.

With just one glance, Weber subconsciously analyzed the few people in front of him.

Only the man who was smiling at him, Webber couldn't see anything, and the power in his body gave Webb an unusually complicated and mysterious feeling.

"What are you going to do?" asked Webber, raising an eyebrow, trying to feign his self-esteem.

Wang Huan didn't speak, walked into Weber's room, and looked at the messy tabletop.

"Do you want to be recognized by everyone?" Wang Huan asked suddenly, walked to the desk, and picked up the paper that Weber had written for almost half a year.

The title of the paper is "Asking the Magic Road of the New Century".

Weber was slightly stunned, and then rushed in, wanting to snatch the paper from Wang Huan's hand, and said a little angrily: "What are you going to do?"

However, a golden scythe suddenly blocked in front of Webber, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and he suddenly stopped.

Gray held the Holy Spear Scythe in one hand and looked at Weber with some wariness to prevent him from doing anything to Wang Huan.

To ensure Wang Huan's safety, this is one of the agreements she made with Wang Huan, don't want to hurt my long-term meal ticket!

"Don't be rude, Grey, he'll be your teacher from now on. Wang Huan smiled faintly.

Grey tilted her head, put away her scythe, and looked at Webb, who was trembling with fear, a little puzzled.

Wang Huan turned around and looked at the contestant of the Fourth Holy Grail War that he had seen for the first time in the Moon World.

At the Clock Tower, no one has ever really understood Weber.

This twenty-year-old student named Webb, his true talent is like a pearl hidden in the gravel.

Well, at least that's what he thinks.

Wang Huan remembered this evaluation and couldn't help laughing.

Webb's grandmother was just the mistress of an ordinary magician, so the magic circuits in his body were very inferior to those of others. And Webb did not get a formal magician education, but relied on a magic book handed down by his grandmother, and basically everything was self-taught.

From this point of view, Weber is almost the prototype of Wang Huan's fabricated identity,

Weber sold his family fortune and worked hard to join the "Clock Tower", the highest school of magicians, where his horizons were indeed broadened again, and while he was exposed to more magic, he also deeply realized the disadvantages of the Magic Society.

In the world of magic, the expectation of a magician's future needs to be determined by bloodline.

The reliability of a theory needs to be determined by family history.

But the difference in historical origins can be compensated for by increasing experience. Even if you don't have a great magic circuit, you can make up for your innate aptitude through a deep understanding of spells and skillful techniques.

Webb was convinced of this.

But in the clock tower, there are still top students who show off their ancient bloodlines, and countless magicians follow the famous families day and night, constantly flattering.

The lecturers of the Twelve Magic Courses were all from ancient families, and they only favored famous disciples, and students from humble backgrounds like Weber were reluctant to let him go into the reading room to read magic books, let alone teach magic.

No one wants to really teach Weber, they lie to Weber's theories with rhetoric, and then laugh at them and dismiss them.

Wang Huan quickly browsed the paper written by Weber in his hand, which launched a fierce attack on the old concepts in the Magic Association, and the thinking was very clear and rigorous, and it could even be said that there were no flaws.

It's just that it doesn't work at all.

Wang Huan tore this piece of paper to shreds little by little in front of Weber, his hands did not tremble at all, and he looked very ruthless.

"What are you doing!!" Webb snarled suddenly.

I can't forgive him, but this is a thesis theory that he has been conceiving for three years and has only recently begun to work on.

But now, it's become a myriad of confetti.

Wang Huan's unhurried voice sounded immediately: "In the magic world that has been inherited for a long time, it is impossible to think that it is convincing just by a piece of paper - no one will value such a thing. ”

Wang Huan looked at Weber, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled: "To make this group of people believe, the only way to show them is to prove it." ”

Webb was stunned.

Wang Huan handed Weber a beautiful agreement: "From today onwards, you will be a lecturer in modern magic." ”

"From now on, you are now the Thirteenth Monarch of the Clock Tower, give me a real head up. Wang Huan said lightly.

Although it is very slight, Weber will always be slightly restrained, and he is actually a very inferior man in his heart.

And the lecturer of each department represents a monarch, which is a very glorious honor.

Webber was completely stunned, his anger dissipating instantly, and he could hardly believe his ears.

Is he crazy, or is the man in front of him crazy?

However, looking at the magic agreement that was extremely real and had the effect of the clock tower, Webber subconsciously straightened his spine, and then punched himself with a snap.

Webb had Venus in his eyes and fainted.

I'm really dreaming, right?

Bazett looked at Weber who fell to the ground unconscious in a daze, his red eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Wang Huan with great suspicion.

This is his chosen lecturer, the chosen monarch?

This guy is here to be funny, right?

No one would have imagined that on this day, the modern magic department, which currently has only five people, would occupy almost half of the clock tower in the future.

Perhaps its monarch himself could not possess great strength, but none of the disciples he taught were below the fifth rank, and if his disciples were united, the entire clock tower and even the magic association would be completely overturned.