The next two, without even thinking about it, must have lost, John used an insidious style of play, like Hannah before him, to consume the two challengers alive with spells, and was so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.

Then John became famous, and there was no one in the academy who didn't know his instantaneous mage's name, and he had taught several knights with good strength in just a few days of school, and his body was still unscathed, this kind of record can only be described as terrifying.

The students and teachers who were watching the battle in the audience at that time now have only one thought, they can't beat him at all!

The spell damage is high, but there are also weaknesses, that is, the long cooldown time, and the complicated chanting spell guidance ritual, but John completely ignored these two points, the spell was repeated and uninterrupted, and they were dumbfounded when they saw it, if it was their words, let alone a minute, they had to lie down for a few seconds, and look at the tragic situation of the ring falling apart.

After this battle, the mischievous trio of Class 4 was much more restrained, and John was a lot more relaxed, and continued to teach knowledge in class, but for some reason, it caused collective dissatisfaction among the students, until the third day after the duel, John was called to the dean's office by the dean's boss, Edward.

"It's as simple as that, from today you'll be transferred to the senior spell department."

Dean Edward's gaze was so serious that one could not refuse.

"Don't!"

Ignoring his intimidation, John decisively refused.

"Why?"

Edward thinks that this treatment is something that few teachers in the whole college can get, becoming a senior teacher, it is enough to show the strength and experience of the teacher, and the monthly bonus is also very generous, and you can also get a noble title, status, status, money, and the most important thing is connections, none of the senior students are fuel-efficient, the family power is amazing, if you have a good relationship, it will be of great help in the future, John actually refused, it really made him understand.

"There's no why, don't just don't."

"You kid........."

Edward's forehead was bruised, but he still endured it, the young man in front of him was a good seedling worth cultivating, a mage who could instantly send spells, although it was only a low-level spell, but it was already able to show his potential, and he might be a sage-level big man in the future.

The reason why he wants John to transfer classes is because of his instantaneous spells, not only the senior students want to learn, but even he is itchy, you know, to an archmage of his level, even if it is a low-level spell, it will take three seconds to five seconds, and the time in two seconds can make the enemy do a lot of things, the importance of instantaneous is self-evident, anyway, only those great sages can play.

Forget it, take a step back.

"Okay, the class you are in charge of remains the same, but you are in charge of their spell teaching class, and if you have a physical strength class, I will arrange it separately."

"No problem."

John agreed without even thinking about it, making Edward even more confused about the young man in front of him, what do you want? But he also made sure of one thing, John didn't come to be a teacher for money and status or anything like that, he always felt that he had another purpose.

Under the arrangement of the dean, John became a great and glorious spell teaching teacher, and the office was inevitably replaced by a pure mage's office, and at a glance, the office was full of fragile mages whose flesh could not withstand a punch.

Although he was reluctant to leave his new friend Avalon, the honest man, and Const, the director of teaching, he inexplicably felt a sense of comfort, and the brothers and nobles who walked around all day became normal people similar to him, with beautiful women and handsome guys, and it felt a little normal.

"You're Teacher John, aren't you?"

A shadow suddenly floated next to John, who was still immersed in appreciation, and his long black hair fluttered with a nice smell of flowers, and his pleasant voice sounded in a friendly voice.

John turned his head and looked, his eyes were straight in an instant, to be honest, living in this world for hundreds of years, John has seen really few beautiful women, never more than double digits, maybe he usually doesn't pay attention to observation, or is blind, anyway, he personally feels that the woman in front of him is definitely more beautiful than the woman he has seen.

The long soft black hair, the length reaches the hips, the whole person is not an exaggeration to describe it as black and straight, not to mention the face, pure to the point of lingering flawless beautiful face, blowing can be broken, white is temporarily delicate, a pair of big black pupils are good to see that people who want him to have a fetish like him take it out and collect it well, the figure has nothing to say, concave and convex, willow waist and hips, it's like a beauty carefully painted from something called a comic in some other world, and the whole body is full of enigmatic beauty, pleasing to the eye.

Swallowing non-existent saliva, John suddenly had a bold idea, how about killing her and turning her into his own?

If such a beautiful work of art is allowed to age and die, wouldn't it be the Hades of the cheap and cheating father? No, you can't be so wasteful, even if you put it at home, you can use it as an ornament, wouldn't it be better to be an undead? Eternal life!

"Uh, that, Mr. John?"

A worried voice came from the side, John reacted back, put away his sick struggle, coughed a few times and turned into a gentle smile: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking this beautiful young lady, what is your name?" ”

What do you think! My smile contains 100% charm that attracts a woman, and there are charming little eyes, and that woman doesn't blush when she sees me! Come on, hurry up, fall in love with me! John thought confidently.

After a few seconds of silence, the black long straight beauty smiled awkwardly, she felt that John was a little strange, but still said: "Sylvia, like you, is the teacher of the mage's teaching class. ”

"Oh, Sylvia, what a beautiful name.

My name is John, please advise me in the future. ”

John complimented without thinking, his words and expression full of sincerity, and stretched out his hand to her.

Sylvia didn't think much of it, shook John's hand, and smiled back in a friendly way.

Glaring, John felt an all-round gaze at this moment, all of which were men's.

But John didn't care about these defeated dogs, he felt the warmth and softness that belonged to humans, and thought for a time that it would be nice if he were still human.

The first thing Sylvia felt when she held John was cold, as if she were not human.

Seeing Sylvia's slightly strange expression, John, who noticed it, smiled lightly, let go of her hand, and explained apologetically: "This is the sequelae of long-term cultivation of ice spells, and my body has also been affected, sorry, I scared you." ”

"No, no, it's okay."

Sylvia smiled understandingly.

And just like that, the first day of the encounter with the goddess.