"Hello students. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWelcome to the College of Truth, I'm a member of your campus presbytery, Elder Quake. "On a ceremonial platform made of thunder-patterned gold, an old man stood out of thin air, surrounded by a group of handsome mages in white robes.

Under the stage of the ceremony, hundreds of teenagers of different figures and wearing all kinds of strange clothes lined up in twos and threes, looking up at the old mage floating on the stage of the ceremony. Some of them had disdain on their faces, others looked excited, and some of them shrugged their eyelids drowsily.

Xu Mo shrank in the middle of the crowd, looking so ordinary among those people in strange costumes.

"The academic level of our Truth Academy is one of the best in the entire Ozmanda Empire." Quake turned, a smile crossed his lips, and began his gushing entrance speech.

"It is well known that among the top colleges of the Empire, the first seven are pure schools of magicians and arcanists. We, the Truth Academy, are committed to providing a good platform for warlocks! Whether it is in the realm of the Demon Sacrifice Circle, using the materials of Titan creatures to summon high-level demons, or in the realm of the Devil's Contract, using thunder dragon skin and dragon blood to sign contracts, there is a complete teaching system in the Truth Academy! ”

"Recently, our Truth Academy has even launched a god-making project, and in a future imperial era, we will begin to conduct god-transforming experiments on some willing top students." Quake paused.

"Of course, these things are too far away for you little ones. I'm just giving you a thought. ”

"No, our Truth Academy accomplishes much more than that." Behind Quaker, a blue pillar of dimensional gate light suddenly flashed, and a bald old man in a blue robe stepped forward, side by side with Quake, and smiled at the students below.

"I'm a member of the Presbyterian Church on campus, Adams. The Academy of Truth is also dedicated to providing a magical platform for the Empire's most promising elite mages. ”

Adams was a kind-looking old man, but his head had two short bumps, and his eyes flashed with blue-purple light from time to time. He is a hybrid of a human race and a demon race, and one of his ancestors once married a princess of the Thunder Demon Clan, leaving them with a trace of demon genes in their blood.

The thin demonic bloodline has led to a certain chance that the members of this family will have an atavistic phenomenon and inherit some of the Thunder Demon's talents. But because of his thin blood, the world will not reject him.

The Academy of Truth is a strange place, where half-demons love magic, while humans have a soft spot for all things demonic.

"Unlike Quake, the old guy who only knows how to talk empty words, I prefer pragmatic actions! Those strange experiments are a bit out of reach for you new mages. However, we at the Ministry of Magic recently entered into a partnership with the Michelle Girls' Conservatory. When the time comes, their members will join our team of music elective teaching assistants! ”

Compared with the little effect of Quack's tirade just now, Adams's words were obviously much more interesting, and the students below exploded and discussed excitedly.

Xu Mo also wanted to say a few words, but he found that the people around him were communicating in a strange tone, so that he couldn't even realize the idea of interjecting a sentence.

"Silence!" Quake glared at the group of children below.

"Hahaha, it seems that my proposal is much more popular, you will wait for this admission!"

Quake then said solemnly, "In the Academy of Truth, you can only speak demonic language. As long as it's a demon language, it doesn't matter if it's low or high. However, the teacher will try to use low-level demon language in his teaching, and I hope that the students will be able to adapt as soon as possible. ”

"Are there any of the students below who can't speak demonic language?"

Seeing that there was no movement from the students around him, Xu Mo was a little embarrassed. But there was no way, he raised his hand tremblingly, a little embarrassed.

"There are really a few... I don't even know the devil's language. Luckily, I just used the lingua franca horn, otherwise, I guess these little guys wouldn't even understand the entrance ceremony. Quake cupped his forehead and said helplessly.

"Then please tell a few of you about your situation."

"My name is Oliver Hearth, Dwarven, and I speak Dwarven language, the lingua franca of the Terrans"

"My name is Rodney, Terran, and I speak the lingua franca of Terran, Elf, and dwarf."

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The few students who didn't know demonic language were either dwarves in old armor or gnomes with strange mechanical equipment, or Terran students dressed quietly and full of bookishness.

The reason why Terran students don't know Demon Language is because it is still considered a symbol of evil in areas with old concepts, and the nobles will not learn Demon Language in order to show their good side in front of the common people. The dwarves are very rare in the Ozmanda Empire, except for the craftsman dwarves who work in some developed areas, most of the dwarves hide in the national autonomous regions divided by the empire. As for the gnomes, these strange creatures are hardly interested in anything other than machines, and these poor fellows probably had to run to the Truth Academy, the territory of mages and warlocks, because of the exchange student agreement.

"My name is Xu Mo, Terran, I can speak, the lingua franca of the Terran."

"Hahahaha, you, the Terran hillbilly of the Empire's D galaxy, can only speak the lingua franca of the Terran, I really don't know how you got the opportunity to get the exchange agreement." A pointy-nosed Smurf (a kind of sorcerer's favorite servant) standing on the shoulders of a burly student sneered unscrupulously.

Adams on the stage stared at the sharp-nosed Smurf, and said sternly: "Racial and linguistic discrimination is strictly prohibited in the Truth Academy. As soon as he finished speaking, the blue light in Adams' eyes skyrocketed, turned into a huge arm, grabbed the arrogant elf, and then galloped forward, disappearing from people's sight.

"The servant is closed for 20 days, and the master deducts 1 credit." Adams said with a blank face.

"You students who don't know the Demon Language, go and follow Marianne for 100 days to learn the Demon Language, if you haven't learned it after 100 days, then you won't use it." As soon as Quake's words fell, a bloated woman emerged from the smoke beside him.

"My name is Marianne and I am a follower of my master. My race is the Snake Demon of Demon, cursed and linguistic, and comes from Tier 4: Cursed Hell. Now, follow me to your cram school. ”

Marianne's stomach didn't know when dark purple poisonous snakes came out, spitting snake letters, holding up Marianne's fat body and floating down from the high platform.

She walked by herself, Xu Mo didn't dare to slack off, and followed with steps.