"Andre, haven't you found a teammate yet, you want to join our team, no, we have a three-star magician in our team!"

A few seniors, seeing that Andre didn't go to find someone to form a team, took the initiative to come over.

Andre was just about to agree, but the senior on the opposite side said:

"Come here yourself."

The implication is that you don't play with Asa.

After all, nobles who are friends with commoners, even if their origins are mysterious, are traitors.

Andre turned his head, and Asa looked at him with a smile on his face.

His eyes seemed to be full of ...... Trust.

The red-haired boy snorted angrily and stopped stepping out.

"Who said I don't have teammates anymore!"

The senior on the other side thought he was talking about Odin, so he waved his hand.

"Alright then, the monsters are much more ferocious than you think, don't cry when the time comes."

It's all about treating Andre like a child.

The red-haired boy simply turned around, out of sight and out of mind.

Seeing this, several people smiled and walked away.

Asa was so touched that the first friend he made gave up teaming up with others for his sake.

Andrei looked at him angrily.

Annoyed: "I'm really a big loss! ”

Without a team of magicians, there is no way to fight Warcraft, and he wants to add extra points to his paladin's father, with a long face!

"You're here, she's super powerful! When you become friends with her, she will cover you! ”

Asa was especially serious about recommending his friends.

Andrei's expression was even worse.

Although I have to admit that who is indeed a very powerful genius....

No, it's not just genius.

It's one of a kind.

But so what?

A commoner, he can't lose his aristocratic share, so he doesn't want to be friends with others!

"When the fourth bell rang, the assessment began..... At dawn, a fifth horn will be sounded as the closing horn. ”

The branch dean on the stage posted the rules on the bulletin board.

"Please get the armor, there are magic runes on the armor, and when you are attacked by a demonic beast, you can protect everyone, but at the same time, the armor leaves traces, and everyone is considered out."

"Points will be deducted according to the order in which everyone is out, and if you can deal damage to Warcraft, you will get extra points."

"The value of the score depends on the degree of damage, with a minimum of 10 points and no upper limit."

In the end, the score of passing the audit is only 10 points. Follow-up

Maybe you can give it a go......

The crowd was nervous or excited to get the armor.

The sound of this up-and-down discussion, teamed up in twos and threes, shouting inexplicable slogans, piercing the dark silence.

When—

The fourth bell rang.

"Why haven't they come yet?"

Asa was in a hurry, and the moment the bell fell, the branch dean and the teachers didn't know where they went.

At night, the flower beds and woods on all sides seemed to move.

Something, to drill out.

One by one, mutated giant ants, revealing their black bodies, poked out their forefeet.

The strange sour smell quickly spread through the air.

"Ah, it's a man-eating ant—"

Some students screamed, and the armor on their bodies was sprayed with a sour liquid.

Sharp forefoot, cut the face of a nobleman.

Man-eating ants are just appetizers, and the monsters that are only visited as books in scrolls on weekdays appear one by one in the square of the Holy Academy.

Screams rang out.

Fang Cai, who was still excitedly shouting for extra points, scattered and fled at this moment, so that he was not embarrassed.

Central square, on the trail at the back.

"My lord, we have to hurry, Asa will definitely be frightened if he touches the monster."

An anxious and soft voice, like wind through the leaves, sounded on the path.

A fast and calm figure, and a reckless girl with a skirt, rushed towards them quickly.

The hand of the priest carrying the lantern trembled.

The man in a white robe had already reached out and dragged him under the eaves of the roadside.

It was actually actively avoided.

"Oops, someone!"

The girl on the other side had already seen them.

With a low snort, he straightened up nervously, and paced as if he had slowed down his steps calmly and gracefully.

On the side, a young man in a black robe, wearing a hood, couldn't see clearly.

She seemed to be amused by the girl's appearance and let out a low laugh.

"By the time you paced like this, Asa's fear will be cold."

A clean and neat juvenile voice, with the wind.

Holy Son, subconsciously raised his eyes and looked over.