27. Mandatory Control of Intervention Regulations
"I'll go! Who is so boring to step on a horse! ā
"I'll just say, sooner or later, you see you're still on your forehead, what do you say when you report? Please look at my face...... That's right, it's the only place where you don't get acne! ā
Gray Fang finally didn't have to be tied in a bandage, and he grinned back with the crowd. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Under the zenith of the Hall of Knowledge, not far from the recruitment of the Breath Guild, a new banner was hung up,
The difference is that it looks more rigorous and solemn, with plain colors and generous gilded characters, and three totems are attached one after another.
The courtyard of knowledge surrounded by mountains and seas, the mage federation with their staffs driving the wind and clouds, and the council of the dungeon of the long river with short knives stuck between the pages.
The lion recruited by the guild seemed to be running out of power, and lazily stuck out its head, only to let out a "whoop...... sound.
Although there were still festive snowflakes spraying down, the whole courtyard was no longer interested in recruitment, all because of the appalling restraining order next to it.
Gray Fang quickly swept around and grasped the point: "After discussion, it has been decided that from the date of promulgation of this regulation, only the staff (including various sizes) will be recognized as the only regular hedron carrier, and any other weapons must submit an application for formal review to the management committee within today......
Further down is the righteous words to criticize the fat inferior object, the dagger that Gray Fang received is still in his pocket, this morning he finally remembered to open it to see, the spar inside is intact, that is to say, he has not used this thing at all in these few activations.
"My slippers...... How to apply, it's a shame! ā
"Come on! The old lady is still on the navel! ā
"Damn, where did this kind of regulation come from, the senior brother of the previous session said it, I never cared about it before, I can do anything."
There was a person closest to Gray Fang: "Isn't it obvious enough?" Someone must have reported it! ā
Gray Fang couldn't help but be amused, and quickly stabbed the man's back with his elbow: "Eh, you don't know? There's a guy named Fach in the Academy of Stars, and his father is an executive in the Council......"
After saying that, he left, and the little Lori farts followed behind and scolded him: "You, you, you!" It's shameful to say bad things about people behind your back! ā
In this class, Fach really didn't show up, Hyde and the squid also sat quite far away, and Gray Fang privately felt that he could finally feel at ease for a while, so he still chose to sit down next to Listan.
Black Claw causes a wave of commotion every time he goes to class, such as today being a group practice to change the clothes on each other's bodies to other colors.
After the eighteenth attempt.
Grayfang held a black-glowing dagger in one hand, and Listan stood there looking at him in fear.
"Yellow...... Yellow! He pointed casually, and Listan quickly flashed to the right, and the lightning slashed down with thunder.
"Alright, alright, alright! I don't want to die yet! ā
Gray Fang himself was also taken aback, and the angel was sitting on the windowsill behind him with Erlang's legs crossed, with a look of "What! Are you not satisfied? Laughs.
The two of them gave up and sat down side by side in harmony.
Just looking at the spell flying past in the sky, it directly hit the one of Ono Xun, and suddenly the lower half of his body fell into a sea of fire.
Gray Fang laughed a few times, and Listan rolled his eyes: "You are still laughing?" You almost blew me up! How can it go on like this? The management committee is questioning you! ā
Gray Fang happened to be prepared today, so he asked him, "Tell me quickly, what's going on with the Breath Guild?" ā
The Mage Federation is one of the largest guilds in the Triangle, leading all kinds of idle and fragmented magical organizations, and the most powerful support for education, and its most famous breathing guild brings together young mages known for their talents.
"So the recruitment is done every three years, and only for accredited academies, in the form of duels."
"What did you say?"
"Decided! Fight! Li Stan's eyebrows were raised beamingly, "One-on-one, face to face, the winner enters, and the loss is a shame." ā
Gray Fang felt unlikely for a moment, but still asked, "What if you die?" ā
"It's very unlikely! After all, everyone is a newbie, unless you go back to practicing advanced witchcraft right now and go straight to the field to get heads. ā
Li Stan took the time to recite a spell as he spoke, and crossed half of the classroom and hit Yun Xi'er's body directly, and the little white vest immediately turned into a leopard print.
"Looks good, right?"
The angel replied from the windowsill, "There is no salvation either." ā
In this way, winning on the field is indeed the best opportunity to show his strength, and Listan is still looking forward to it: "If you think about it, everyone is there, and there are people from the Federation...... What a magical encounter! Not only can you earn money, as long as you get the zero-level approval of the Breathing Guild, maybe there will be a path to advancement, even if you want to enter the Council, it is not impossible, on the contrary, if you can't pass, many people can only go back where they came from, this kind of person is called a wandering mage, simply put, he doesn't even have the qualifications to use magic, he can only do some private work for others, and it's all about stealing chickens and dogs, and he can't see the light. ā
Gray Fang naturally didn't think about this, since the angel soul was handed over to him, naturally it was not so simple to learn and use it, if he lived as Gray Fang, entered the guild, occupied a seat, or even climbed to the three tables as a consultative councilor, then it would not be far from the Rose Republic across the lake.
The journey is still long, no matter now, you have to start from your feet!
"Hey! How about helping me practice? ā
Listan was about to refuse, but Gray Fang grabbed him by the shoulder, and repeated it righteously, his eyes were too sincere, and he even bent down and said "Please", but the sudden momentum, like a boulder pressing on the top, made people breathless.
He finally broke free of the shackles of the gray fangs, and lowered his head in that burst of pressure, and his voice was so depressed: "What the hell are you?" ā
"I have my reasons! Reasons for last resort...... If I have the chance, I will explain it to you, but by no means now. ā
This feeling, like an order, Li Stan laughed awkwardly twice: "It's not impossible, but what's the matter with your spar?" I see you're no problem activating it now, you're just unstable! ā
Gray Fang saw him agree, and then returned to his usual appearance of not caring about himself, and waved his hand exaggeratedly: "Oh, you can rest assured, I've solved it." ā
But,Before, little Lori mentioned that the angel was taken back.,In order to try the effect of the contract.,Summoned her out of the school hospital.,But she refused to go back!
"Sing! Remember? You promised me before! This is also part of the contract! ā
Gray Fang blew up at that time: "Then why did you go back by yourself last time?" ā
"Last time, I saw that you were too badly injured to discount you! To sing or not to sing? If you don't sing, I'll make it so bright! ā
"Good, good! It's fermenting, hehe! One last sip of wine! Hey, hey, hey! ā
"Play with me! Not this tune! ā
So the two of them tossed around all night in the dark.
Not only that.,Simple communication is also a problem.,As long as there are other people.,Little Lori has to stand like a fool whatever he says.,Who can stand it in the long run.ć
Before he could come to his senses, a figure walked up to Grayfang.
The room fell silent, and Greyfang looked up at him with everyone else.
The black robe, the soft and soft material, a badge of extraordinary workmanship on the chest, the vulture's feet stepped on the rotten lamb's head, and further up, the lines between the man's eyebrows were extremely deep, and the muscles of his cheeks fell down the corners of his mouth after not smiling for a long time, and the wings of his nose were high, and his eyes pierced down, and just like that, he fell on the face of the gray fang.
"You're Greyfang?"
Without waiting for an answer, he took a step back and prepared to get people up: "Between the hurtful things you did before, the management committee officially proposed a qualification review for you, and you don't have to go to class again until the final result is down, come with me!" ā