The Palofodi Academy of Magic is actually divided into two parts, the Sword Fighting Academy and the Academic Academy.

As the name suggests, the Sword Fighting Academy mainly teaches the fighting skills of fighters, according to the academy, it is elementary offensive and defensive techniques, although there are also some courses in the category of large battle formations, such as the use of siege vehicles and large ballistas, but because the teacher who teaches the course is also a half-ass, it is very unpopular.

The academy does not directly teach magic skills, and the two most famous subjects are primary wisdom and primary water magic, where water magic refers to how to improve one's own magic affinity to better grasp the water elements around you, so as to achieve the purpose of improving magic effects and reducing magic consumption.

Luckily, our darling, Master Lear, doesn't belong to either of these two branches.

Because of his brilliant performance in the entrance exam, he was singled out of dozens of pending seats and placed in the most mysterious department of the Palofodi Academy of Magic, the Miscellaneous Division.

Specifically, his daily work is to help with the cooking, cleaning, including toilets, The corridors and the giant playgrounds of the two colleges, and occasionally help find a beautiful orange cat lost by a beautiful lady, this project Lear has become familiar with after many explorations, he can always find this guy in the birch forest behind the academy as soon as he receives instructions, of course, every time he is with it, there is a wild black she-cat, to be honest, when Lear first saw the she-cat's jewel-like pupils and satin-like glossy hair, he was very able to understand why the two orange cats had to go missing once in three days, and every time they came back, they were a little weak。

Lear was absolutely forbidden to enter the lab, not even if he approached it, and since the last time he had picked up a female assistant's lace pants through the crack in the door while cleaning the outer hall, Professor Brad had seen that there was a cannibalistic urge in his eyes.

You city people are really good at playing.

Every time Brad looked at him like that and Lear couldn't glare back, he could only shrug his shoulders at the other party helplessly.

Of course, Lear also has the perk, that is, when he finishes his fourteen-hour work day, he gets a pitiful three contribution points, and every four days he can spend ten contribution points to spend an hour on the first floor of the library.

There were no magic spells, no primer on spells, just a few continental almanacs and translations of generic magical texts, which were exactly what Lear needed most right now.

Lear has been engaged in the sacred profession of handyman for three months.

With the contribution points he had worked so hard to accumulate, he had gained less than twenty-four hours of time in the ocean of knowledge in three months, but it was more than enough for him.

Through the records in the books, he successfully learned the yearbook where he is now.

Because of the division and war, there are many countries on this continent called Antaglisi, the most powerful is the huge empire Bracada established by the undead wizard king Gwen Magnus, once its colonial tentacles extended to the whole territory of Krurod, including most of the territory of Tartaglia, and a small part of the mountains of Baildus, Mudran is the future power of Antaglisia The kingdom of Erathia has not yet been established at this time, and it is also prostrate under the shadow of the wizard king.

The Undead Wizard King is not a lich or an undead, but a soul that has been sublimated by his mastery of elemental magic, and legend has it that he has survived for more than three hundred years with his fellow mages, who together rule this great kingdom, and whose reputation can even stop a child's night cry.

But it was all broken by that rude barbarian from the north.

Four years earlier, the barbarian named Tanan had marched from the sweltering low-lying swamps to liberate Krurod, and even Tartaglia and Baildes took the opportunity to declare that they wanted to restore their ancestral glory, but they only dared to occupy the territory left behind by the Bracada army that had fled after being defeated by Tanan, and scoffed at Tanan's invitation to join forces.

It was enough for them to restore their old territory with a small fortune, and to challenge the great Gewen Magnus head-on, that was something only the barbarians and animal tamers of the north who lacked the guidance of wisdom and sorcery would do.

A year ago, that is, in the year 1023 of the Antaglisi calendar, although all the countries on this continent have different chronologs due to war and division, but for the convenience of timekeeping, the continent almanac has always been universal, because on this continent ravaged by war, you don't know if the great empire that is still like the sun rising today will be left with only a ruin tomorrow.

Annexation and invasion are happening all the time, and civilization and destruction are only separated by a yesterday.

This was the year when the great barbarian leader rejected the Wizard King's request for reconciliation and led his invincible legions to the Peak, the strongest and last native barrier of the Bracada Empire.

Lear already knew that the great Barbarian Leader, the Glorious Knight, and the Ancestor of the Great, Mr. Tanan would suffer the most brutal defeat of his life at the behest, he would lose his brother and comrade-in-arms, as well as his chief of staff, General Hadak, and murder with his own hands, and in order to consolidate his absolute authority in the army, he would give each of his captains a glass of poisoned wine at a banquet, and put all the blame on the evil Wizard King.

"It was the evil mages who killed our warriors by despicable means, and we must make them pay for their cowardice. ”

He spoke to his soldiers like this, and gained even more enthusiastic support and loyalty.

He even indulged the remnants of the soldiers to start burning and looting along the road, and in order to maintain the morale of the army, he also found his own sister, who had been separated from him since childhood, among the corpses of the refugees.

He was in pain, but he still convinced himself that he was not to blame, that he had risen bravely and that it was for the good of the people that he had risen so far that he felt that he had to completely destroy the Wizard King's army and overthrow their tyranny, so that his sin-tainted body and soul could be completely saved.

After getting that the people of his hometown had begun to build a statue of glory for him and named the place where he was born after Tanya, Tanan felt even more motivated, in the name of glory, he thought, and strode towards the next even worse betrayal.

Of course, these Tanan will not know, unless he has the prophetic ability of a prophet like Lear, but Lear, who has grasped the direction of the world situation, is not very relaxed at the moment.

On the contrary, it is very heavy.

He felt like a small piece of sand above the Han realm of the Chu River, watching the soldiers come to block the water and earth, knowing the direction of fate but not having any ability to change, he was pushed into this world by the invisible waves and was also pushed around by the will of this world, but even the faintest cry was drowned out by the sound of galloping horses' hooves and rolling wheels.

In a year to go, the news of Mr. Tanan's complete defeat will come, and although he still has a chance to make a comeback, a new round of war will completely sweep through the highlands occupied by the elves of Tartaglia, Krurod, and Baildus, and when the great kingdom of Erathia also reaches out in the depths of the plains of Mudran, where should the weak go from here?

Time is really short.

This is the first time since Lear came to this world that he has a sense of time, his weak body greatly limits his right to cry out to the world and show his will, unlike those who are born with a radiant time-traveler, Lear feels that the situation he has to face is really very embarrassing.

Still too weak, Lear closed the book in his hand. He began to sit in the shadows under the library shelves and ponder how he could speed up his pace, not to mention standing on top of the world, at least in this turbulent and turbulent world.

Whatever the will that brought him into this world, or whatever mission that will wanted him to undertake, it was clearly a priority for Lear to stay alive and live well.

There is only one way to achieve this - to become stronger.

Only a strong man who has the power can have the right to speak for himself and the environment, although he doesn't have anything he wants to protect now, but he also deeply understands that if the important thing waits until he wants it, it is really stupid.

Because fate will tell you mercilessly - sorry, it's too late.

He pondered, and frowned deeply as the sun slowly set in the west, and the voice of the old janitor announcing the closure of the library was heard at the door of the library.

Hello, fate, I beckon to you from now on.

Thank you for your continued concern.

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