Chapter 291: Unhappy Childhood

Returning to the Academy of Magic, Extraordinary and Four Elementary are received individually by Dean Leslie.

Walking in the corridor of the tower, the four small ones calmed the excitement in their hearts with their curiosity about the surrounding ornaments.

How can I not be excited, especially when I learned from other friends that my own students were at the bottom of the intermediate and senior evaluation competitions, I was so proud to think about it.

"Bang Bang Bang"

After knocking on the door, Extraordinary casually twisted the doorknob and saw Miss Danley, the librarian.

White linen underwear with long, narrow, tight sleeves and delicate silk embroidery at the cuffs.

The dark red leather corset matches Miss Danley's age in her twenties, and the long skirt with a ruffle skirt looks very capable.

"Hey, isn't this our little Count of Cordo? Hehe, I'm the assistant to the dean, so please take care of me in the future!"

Extraordinary wants to say "good to say, good to say." However, Miss Danley, who was forced by her figure, squeezed past her and was slightly embarrassed.

"By the way, the dean just got angry!

The whispering sound of exhaling like an orchid in his ears made Extraordinary almost cry.

The three teenagers behind him covered their mouths and laughed, and Anna Al glared at Miss Danley, super fierce.

"Extraordinary, come in! Miss Danley is more of a joker!"

The slow speed of speech and the gentle tone made Danley, who had just walked out of the door, almost drop her high heels.

"Lord Dean, I'm back with them!"

It's just that the dean came back so early, and the competition was only halfway through, so he was embarrassed and escaped.

"Well, sit down!"

There was only one chair in front of the dean's desk, but there were several stacked benches behind the door.

Feng Man was sharp-eyed, and moved the bench to swing behind the extraordinary.

"Dean Leslie, why did you leave early? There's a melee game ahead!"

"Oh, those are just for entertainment, except for the swordsman of York University and the Knight of Light of the Holy Academy, we and the Alchemy Academy don't even have any students to participate!"

"Hmph, magic is our strong point! The middle and senior team leader patted his chest and told me that even if he wasn't the first, he could be second! Now he is at the bottom! Okay, very good!"

Speaking of the competition, Leslie's angry beard was curled, and he was no longer as gentle as he was just now.

"Well, don't you have all the first places in the theory and practice of magic?"

Being persuaded like this by the extraordinary, Leslie couldn't even get angry.

Moreover, how could the dean's eyes when he looked at his son-in-law really be extraordinary.

It's just that the teenagers behind the extraordinary are a little nervous, and they have never seen the extraordinary priest and the dean talk like this.

"Could it be that the Extraordinary Priest is the illegitimate son of the Abbot?"

"Well, this time you led a good junior team, at that time you refused the tactical guidance of the academy's upper echelons, how correct it seems now!"

"Okay! No more nonsense! This is a reward for four team members, each with an intermediate skill book!"

"The academy also has a reward, which is also a magic skill book, just let the four of them go to the library with their student badges to get it!"

After three days of competition, there was no danger to his life, so he exchanged for two volumes of intermediate skill books.

You must know that the Academy of Magic only provides the most basic skill books, and the skill books for promotion to the intermediate level can only be obtained by buying them themselves or contributing to the students.

With the two skill books, Extraordinary gave a few more people a copy, and the hard conditions for properly promoting to an intermediate magician were gone.

Sixiao took over the skill book from the dean's hand, and his pride reached its peak at this moment.

Extraordinary didn't want to leave, and wanted to ask about his reward, so he took it and was chased away by Dean Leslie with a cold face.

"If you want a reward, you can taunt a few more priests who lead the team during the challenge!"

Remembering what the dean said when he walked to the door just now, he almost didn't go back.

After the magic competition of the four houses, only the melee battle between York University and Pruke Holy College remained.

The Alchemy Academy is not only a magic puppeteer, but there are also quite a few puppeteers.

However, as soon as he got off the field, he was asked to retire by the two parties of York University and Holy College.

But it's really touching to think about it, the evaluation competition of the melee department is a big brawl on the Blackstone field for all the participating colleges, and the last remaining one is the first.

The melee department of the Holy College only has paladins, and the melee department of York University also has only swordsmen.

The paladin here is just a job title, not a ninth-order saint-level knight.

Like thieves and assassins, these melee professions were disdainful of the University of York, whose motto was aristocratic glory.

Even archers, who have not reached the level of holy archers, are still not in the eyes of the upper class.

Tomorrow's strongest competition of the four academies is actually the same mode as the challenge competition, and only the students of the four academies will end up.

At this time, there will be no restrictions on rank, you can go up if you think you are strong.

The last day's challenge is not limited to rank, status, as long as you belong to the four courtyards, you can play.

There is revenge, there is resentment and complaining.

The biggest difference between the challenge and the previous events is that you sign a life-or-death contract.

"Extraordinary! extraordinary!"

As soon as the four children were sent away, the extraordinary was deeply encircled.

In the quiet banyan tree corridor, there is no wind whistling in the wind and moon, revealing a kind of peace and quiet.

"Congratulations on your victory as the leading priest, and Lan Ling will give you a hug!"

Before Extraordinary could react, the slime blue bubble "Blue Spirit" was thrown into Extraordinary's arms by Lucy.

Scared to death! If the blue spirit with a two-handed axe in his hand is present, the consequences will be terrifying!

"Hehe, extraordinary! This is the little animal I carved when I contacted the swordsmanship! Give your apprentice a victory gift!"

Four "little animals" with red bows are cute and cute.

There are also seven "small animals" decorated with blue bows, presumably for the seven small water systems.

"Miss Ruth is still understanding, and the number of gifts is just right!

I scolded in my heart, how could the current city government ask such a big scene.

Only Nia on the side was holding her index finger around her dark gold ponytail.

I guess I didn't have a gift for me!

"Ha, Nia, thank you for coming! I'll give them a few to convey your wishes!"

Look at the emotional intelligence of the buddy, and the answer is seamless.

The tangled Nia stared at the extraordinary, looked at the Sissel sisters, gritted her teeth, and almost ripped off her braids.

"I, I've got a gift for you, too!"

Entering a slightly heavy black stone box, Extraordinary opened it easily, and a box of colorful magic crystals exuded a beautiful brilliance.

After a bit of shirking, Extraordinary reluctantly accepted it.

In other words, this box of magic crystals is probably such a big collection of Nia chicks.

What Extraordinary didn't know was that if Ruth and Lucy weren't there, he would have shirked and estimated that Nia would no longer insist on giving such an expensive gift.

However, at the moment of the two girls, Lucy's naïve chick can be ignored, but Ruth, who is full of wisdom, has always been a potential opponent of Nia.

Dean Leslie once asked Nia if she liked the extraordinary, and she was neatly denied.

But every time Nia herself sees what Lucy has done to the extraordinary, she has nothing but envy in her heart.

Let the extraordinary say, this is the standard "unhappy childhood"!