Based on Mr. Kingsley's final warning, Lisserrot wondered if Mr. Kingsley knew about their assailants. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it is very possible to think about it, after all, she is a teacher, and it is understandable to know.

But hasn't the identity of the attacker been found out this time? A magical beast called Nightmare, although it hasn't been caught yet, but the attack hasn't happened yet, is it?

So what does that warning mean? Forbidden stuff?

Lisserrot thought about these things, and didn't even notice the end of class, until Lu Yumian came to urge her to leave, only to find out that class had already ended.

Walk in the corridors of the castle and look out at the cloudless sky through the openwork windows in the corridors. I can't help but think about how beautiful the sky would be if there were no cracks. On the edge of the blue sky, there seemed to be a flock of birds flying by, gradually heading into the distance.

Speechless all the way, Lisserrot and Lu Yumian walked aimlessly along the corridor, listening to the yearning of the freshmen around them for the upcoming freshman experience. Although Lisserrot has encountered a lot of things in the past month, many of them are still so unbelievable.

But for more students, it was an extremely uneventful month, and after awakening to the Department of Magic, they chose the department to major in. Then every day is to learn theoretical knowledge, meditate, and take time to play some small games with classmates.

On an ordinary day, I suddenly learned that the freshman experience was held in advance, and I was puzzled, imitated, and looked forward to it.

Because resources are allocated according to each person's performance after the freshman experience, the practice of a mage is not just about learning theoretical knowledge and meditation. The combination of various resources, the use of potions, and the distribution of magical instruments will all affect the results of cultivation.

Why are the children of big families stronger than ordinary people? In addition to magical tools, what more is not due to those precious materials and resources?

If ordinary people want to go further on the path of magic, they need to put in more effort, not only to cultivate hard, but also to do everything possible to obtain those precious resources.

And although Aichengrad teaches magic to every student who enters the school for free, its resources cannot be endless. The vast majority of Aichengrad's resources are financed by families, families, government officials, and donations from former graduates.

Therefore, there is a seemingly cruel distribution of strength, and the rules for allocating resources according to each experience performance and every academy competition performance. But it's also an opportunity for students to allocate more resources to outstanding students.

This can not only make the best use of things, but also allow the student to be better promoted, and the student can get a higher status in the future. The student then donates the excess resources he has received to Aichengrad, and the cycle continues.

This is the method that Aichengrad has been taking for thousands of years, cruel and at the same time simple and effective rules.

Before they knew it, Lisserrot and Lu Yumian had walked to a corridor near the edge of the city, where there were no hollowed-out windows. Because the entire corridor is open, the snow-white carved pillars support the entire dome.

Lisserrot walked to the snow-white carved railing, leaning lightly on it, two small arms resting on the white jade carved railing, and fiery red eyes looking at the distant sky.

"You say, what is the taboo that Mr. Kingsley said?"

Lisserrot suddenly asked, only to see that Lu Yumian did not answer, but also walked to the edge of the railing, also leaned on the white jade railing, and made the same posture as Lisserrot.

"Maybe we'll find some hidden secrets if we keep tracking, but we've stopped tracking, haven't we?"

Lu Yumian also looked at the sky in the distance and said, but Lisserrot felt that she was not looking at the sky, but far north, the ancient Empire of Wind, her hometown.

"Secret?"

Lisserrot muttered to herself, raising her beautiful head, her fiery eyes looking at the pale blue canopy above.

The wind blew, bringing up Lisserrot's silvery hair, which seemed to fly......

……

Rustle rustle......

There was a slight sound of footsteps, so quiet in this silent forest, and a figure in a black mage's robe walked through this forest.

The hem of the robe at his feet had been torn from time to time by the bushes and branches of the forest, but the man was unfazed, and his blue eyes scanned the forest, looking for the slightest sign of what might be there.

Jumping over a bush, he crouched down as if he was worried about something. After a while, a small grassy plant moved its body and crawled out of the bushes where it was hiding, and squirmed towards the far end.

The grass soon approached a birch tree covered with vines, and leaned out as if spiritually to peer at what was behind the tree.

At the same time, the mage hiding in the bushes also gained a view of the grass, and behind the tree was a snow-white white deer, which was taking small bites of mushrooms under the tree. The whole body is snow-white hair, and the silver light sprinkled on the body looks extremely holy, and the silver-white antlers are so beautiful, like the most perfect jade carving. Those turquoise eyes revealed a sense of lightness, blinking their eyes and shaking their ears from time to time.

The last mushroom was also eaten by the white deer, and it raised its beautiful head and looked warily at the grass. Wow! Xiaocao retracted her head.

The white deer tilted his head in confusion, and after finding that there was no problem, he continued to walk towards the depths of the forest to find its food.

After a long time, Xiaocao poked his head out and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Bailu's body had been hidden in the depths of the forest. At the same time, the mage, who was hiding in the bushes, stood up, and the hood on his head was scraped off by the bushes, revealing the mage's gray hair.

"Alas, it's been two days, and this spirit deer is too vigilant."

This man was none other than Thales, the Potions teacher. He had entered the forest three days earlier, and had found the trail of the spirit deer two days earlier. And then all the way to the present.

After three days of sleepless searching, Thales's already old body was a little overwhelmed, and if he wanted to cough, he was afraid of alarming the spirit deer, so he could only take out the potion he had prepared and drink it. Suppress the illness on your body, improve your spirit, restore your physical strength, and so on.

But the potion is a potion after all, and it is far better to take a good rest in how to recover mental and physical strength, plus Thales is old and his body is already overwhelmed. But seeing that the destination was about to be reached, Thales said that he could not give up for the sake of those unconscious students.

Yes, Thales made this move to find the last herb, Deep Blue Heart!