Nolan High School of Magic.

Herlan had just returned to the academy from the White Thorn Theatre with her best friend, and she had a very important lesson in the afternoon.

A brand new lesson is being taught by the head of this Higher School of Magic, Rursk the Grey!

The Grey Man, Rurske, is the sage who stands at the apex of all spellcasters in Nolan, and being able to listen to the teachings of a great sage in person is something to be excited about for every caster's apprentice.

The caster's power comes from the inscription, and the inscription they possess comes more or less from their knowledge of their understanding of the world.

The knowledge imparted by Rursk the Gray Cloak will definitely awaken many new inscriptions when understood.

No one will refuse this lecture.

Herlan was fortunate enough to be a top student at Nolan's High School of Magic, and was able to qualify for this class.

But she found that she didn't care about the class at all, and the reason was the 'little gift' she received after her friend Sansa took her to the White Vitex Theater in the morning to see a performance of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold".

"Herlan, I already have the identity of this forum... You haven't signed up yet? ”

Sansa stared at the white interface in front of Herlan's eyes, the first line of which was written with four words, 'Spellcaster Forum User Agreement'.

When she first used the magic net, she had already found something new beyond her knowledge and couldn't wait to try it out for herself.

As for the ten-and-a-half-page user agreement, Sansa agreed without thinking.

Herlan took the ten and a half pages of the user agreement seriously! This is a rare species on Earth that is on the verge of extinction.

"Sansa's source of this new magic is complex, both in terms of the steps and the limitations."

After reading the user agreement, Herlan chose to agree.

"Isn't it just... Can you use the magic to chat casually? I just wanted to use this to ask the Flower of Fallosi a few questions, I thought the Black Swan Troupe's movies were just as boring as their stage plays, but I didn't expect... Hmmm......"

Sansa bought the Primordial Crystal for a silver coin to be able to communicate with the Flower of Phalosi.

When she recalled the plot of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" again, her emotions seemed to be out of control.

"It's so much more than just chatting... More terrifying. ”

Herlan thoughtfully handed her handkerchief to Sansa and said.

She was also someone who had learned programming with Qiao Xiu, and she understood the meaning and value of the magic net better than other spellcaster apprentices.

But the two apprentice spellcasters sitting in the back row of the classroom hadn't been whispering for long before the figure that walked in through the classroom door made them shut up immediately.

It was a middle-aged man who was only 1.6 meters tall, and his eyes scanned the entire classroom like a reptilian creature, and this cold look made all the apprentices cover their mouths.

'How come the Viper Mentor of the Voodoo School is here?' This lesson should have nothing to do with anti-curses...'

Sansa carefully typed out the words on the screen in front of her with the virtual keyboard she had just learned.

'I don't know. ’

Herlan responded to her in the same way.

The instructor, known as the Viper, snorted coldly and sat directly in the front row of the classroom.

'The old man who weaves the Flame Inscription System, I guess his experiment failed again yesterday. ’

Sansa soon saw another mentor walk in, most notably the explosive hairstyle on his head.

Another student's mentor sat in the front row.

It was only then that Herlan realized that there were not many true caster apprentices in the classroom that could seat two or three hundred people, and most of the people present were wild mages dressed in strange clothes.

This was a complete pain for the dozen or so spellcaster apprentices present.

They originally thought that the principal himself came to teach this class, but it turned out that not only the principal, but also their dean of teaching, class teacher, and all the teachers in charge of the class sat next to them collectively.

'Archbishop of the Desireless...'

Sansa looked at the rickety figure and didn't know what to say.

When the Desireless entered the classroom, there were no more empty seats in the classroom, and a spellcaster's apprentice sitting at the front of the classroom seemed to recognize the archbishop of the Holy Religion.

The apprentice stood up in fear to give up his place to the Desireless, but the Desireless simply patted him on the shoulder and shook his head, then stood aside on crutches.

Despite the fact that this class is one of Nolan's greatest magicians... The Grey Jacket's course as a tutor.

But his student lineup is a little too luxurious!

"The Grey Man is coming."

Herlan said in a voice that only she and Sansa could hear.

After a long wait, the arrival of the gray-clothed man finally ushered in.

The dress of this archmage who has the position of a sage in Nolan will still make people frown when they see it.

Whether it was the dirty white robe, or a few owl feathers on his head, he looked like a poor wild mage.

"Ahem, there was something unexpected with the notification, it seems to have confused my first programming class with this meeting, but it doesn't matter, anyway, those who should be there are also present, and those who shouldn't be there are also present."

The gray-clothed man cleared his throat, his voice and temperament were definitely not on par with those majestic and wise great magicians.

"I've gathered you together just to announce one thing."

The man in gray drew an inscription with his finger, and an owl feather on his head suddenly flew up, writing a line in mid-air.

'The Owl Penpal Club is officially disbanded from today! ’

After this line appeared in midair, there was an instant commotion among the spellcasters sitting in the classroom.

"Rulsk ... The pen pal club has been going on for so many years, and the owl post is running normally, what do you mean by suddenly announcing the dissolution of the pen pal club? ”

Soon the news was called into question, and all the casters present were senior members of the Owl Pen Pal.

The caster who questioned it was none other than the Viper Mentor, who was shunned by the apprentices.

"The exchange in the Owl Pen Ppal, which has provided a lot of inspiration and experience for many of us in the study of magic, was so suddenly announced that it was disbanded... Rulssk, it seems that something is wrong. ”

"Clean fucking bullshit, vipers, don't think I don't know! You're pretending to be a in your letter to trick the young spellcaster's feelings! I've condemned this vicious face several times in several letters, and the old man who uses fire, can you write something you have in each letter? The alchemy recipes given are all for creating unstable explosives! ”

As one of the most senior members of the entire Owl Pen Ppal Club, the Man in Gray revealed the essence of this pen pal club in just a few words.