Chapter Thirty-Seven: The First Day
The residence hall of Welling School of Magic is divided into three areas, which are group dormitory, single dormitory, and single-family dormitory.
The single dormitory is located in the center of the three districts and is a place where only the children of the nobility can live. At this time, in a luxuriously decorated single dormitory, there was the sound of ping-pong things smashing.
"Young Master Lubor, it's a fine porcelain worth thousands of gold coins, and you can't drop it." A short and stout young man rushed over, grabbed the vase in Lubol's hand, held on to it, and shouted with distress on his face.
"Arad, get out of the way. Luo Lan, a pariah, dared to ride on my head, how could he be promoted to a fifth-level magician, I would kill him. Lubor's eyes were red, and his handsome face was full of hideousness, and he roared like an angry lion.
"Young Master Lubol, don't be angry. Luo Lan is just a shit luck, how can he compare with you, if it weren't for the fact that you wasted a lot of time on the production of magic scrolls, maybe you would have been able to break through a long time ago. The short and fat young man hurriedly persuaded.
Lubol's expression was slightly stunned, and the short and fat young man immediately took the opportunity to snatch the vase and gently put it on the ground, secretly rejoicing in his heart.
"Thousands of gold coins were recovered."
Lubor let Arad take the vase, and sat on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, a flash of remorse in his eyes.
"Adra, you're right, if I had focused my cultivation on meditation earlier, I might have become a sixth-level magician by now."
"Young Master, you are right to think so, although he is now one step ahead of you, haven't you also reached the peak of a fourth-level magician, and all the magic in the fourth-level wind magic, you can make magic scrolls. If it's a competition, he doesn't know it's your opponent. Adela took the opportunity to say words of relief.
Lubor nodded secretly, his confidence rose again, he stood up again, straightened his clothes, and returned to his composure.
"Let's go, let's go see if Luo Lan really wants to be promoted to a fifth-level magician as he said." Lubor calmed down and said.
"Young Master Lubol, Lord Right Ministers won't allow you to go to Luo Lan's trouble again?" Adela looked startled and hurriedly dissuaded.
"Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look, I won't trouble him!" A scene from four years ago flashed in his mind, and Lubor's face immediately became gloomy, and he said lightly.
Four years ago, in order to curry favor with Archbishop Lampson and appease Rolan's anger, his father Merritt became angry with him for the first time, severely whipped him twenty times, and confined him to his home for a whole year.
At the same time, Merrit personally ordered the beheading of Hailong, who went to Osan Town to capture Luo Lan, confiscated all his family property and gave it to Luo Lan, and ordered to deprive Battle of his identity in the family, and even his body was sent to Osan Town to be handed over to Luo Lan for disposal.
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In the Welling Academy of Magic, a young man dressed in a cyan warrior suit carried a statue nearly two meters high on his shoulders, and the weight of thousands of catties was on his shoulders, and he still walked briskly towards the academy accommodation area.
It was Luo Lan who came, this is the best work he has carved at this stage, and it has a special meaning for him, so Luo Lan decided to take it back to the dormitory.
Everywhere Luo Lan went, all the students stopped and looked at him with adoring eyes.
"Look, that's Senior Luo Lan, the number one magic genius of our Welling Magic Academy, and he has already become a fifth-level dual-system magician at the age of twenty."
"No, I remember that on the first day of our academy, wasn't it Senior Lubor?"
"You're right from before, Lubol is still a fourth-level magician. Besides, how can Lu Boer compare with Senior Luo Lan, Senior Luo Lan entered school at the age of sixteen, and when he took the entrance test, his mental power reached 65 times that of his peers, and he became a fourth-level magician by himself. At the age of sixteen, he became a fourth-level magician, and at the age of twenty, he became a fifth-level magician, and this kind of cultivation speed can also be ranked among the students of the Ernst Academy of Magic. ”
"Wow, Senior Luo Lan is so powerful, he taught himself to become a fourth-level magician, and I am now a second-level magician, if only I could be his girlfriend."
"Cut, just like you nymphomaniac, you want to have no breasts, you want your ass to have no ass, it's strange that Senior Luo Lan can take a fancy to you. Only a plump and moving type like me and Zhong Lingyuxiu is Senior Luo Lan's favorite. ”
"Eldest sister, your aesthetics have all collapsed, you are not called plump, that is fat, and Zhong Lingyuxiu, look at your body shape, it is estimated that you have three hundred pounds!"
"You me ......"
Luo Lan smiled, he was past the age of admiration and vanity, and besides, these schoolgirls were not the type he liked.
He had asked himself many times in his dreams what kind of woman he liked, and whenever this time came, the figure of the young priest would always appear.
Long hair fluttering, white clothes are better than snow, like the empty valley orchid left independent, unstained with mortal dust, like a fairy of the nine heavens, noble and elegant.
Luo Lan shook his head, shaking off these unrealistic fantasies, he had inquired with Lampson in private, and even Lampson didn't know the origin of the young priest, but it was vaguely revealed that the young priest had an extraordinary relationship with the Pope of Light.
And the most important thing at the moment is to cultivate, break through the holy realm as soon as possible, only in this way can it be possible to obtain the elixir to heal soul wounds and make Hillman wake up again.
Luo Lan walked quickly into a single-family house in the accommodation area.
You read that right, it is a single-family house, a house made of bluestone as a whole, with a very simple decoration style, but it is very neat and tidy, which is completely different from the magnificent style of Lubor.
Accommodation at the Willing Academy of Magic and Wizardry is based on the level of nobility of the cadet's family: members of the royal family can live in detached villas, children of nobles below the duke level can live in separate dormitories, and commoners can only live in crowded dormitories.
In this way, the division according to family identity is simple and straightforward, and the students are invisibly divided into grades, and the students who live in the group dormitory will inevitably envy those who live in the single dormitory, so they will complain.
So the academy higher-ups have come up with a countermeasure, as long as you are genius enough in the study of magic, you can break the routine and live in a better house.
This policy has made many mages from civilian families enthusiastic about learning, after all, for most students, they have to stay in the academy for at least a few decades, and even live in the academy for far more time than the family.
In order to be able to exchange for a better living environment, and in order to be able to win glory for the family, these people studied hard.
And these are exactly what the academy leaders and the Finlay royal family want to see, these talented magicians from civilian backgrounds often choose to join the Finlay royal family and become a member of the nobility without exception.
Luo Lan's situation is a slight exception, originally with his talent at most, he lived in a separate dormitory, but who let him know Archbishop Lampson, the senior management of the courtyard made an exception to let him live in a separate courtyard.
Being able to live in an independent house by himself, of course Luo Lan would not refuse, so he has lived here since he entered the Welling School of Magic.
Luo Lan opened the courtyard door and put his stone sculpture into the house, in his heart, this was not only a stone sculpture, but also his sustenance for Hillman.
After placing the stone sculpture again, Luo Lan stood at the statue, quietly looked at the resolute face of the statue, and said with a firm face: "Father, I will definitely make you wake up again." ”