Kitayama Fu handed the witch staff back to Jiarong.

"This wand is very well made. May I ask the great name of the honored teacher?" he unconsciously used honorifics.

Jiarong was stunned. She had lived in the mountains with the old mage for more than ten years, and had never asked the old mage his name.

She called him "Teacher", and when everyone else came to him, they called him "Old Master".

Jiarong shook his head a little embarrassedly: "I don't know the name of the teacher. He's just an old mage living in seclusion on an island. ”

She wasn't embarrassed that her teacher was an old mage with no name.

She felt embarrassed that she hadn't asked the name of the teacher for more than ten years, and she didn't seem to care enough about the teacher.

However, she had always known that the old mage was very powerful.

From the stories the old mage told her, she could guess that he had also been glorious back then. Later, I guess I encountered some sad things - such as encountering a more powerful master to fail in a fight, or the pursuit of a beautiful woman was rejected, so I lived in seclusion on a small island.

She didn't want to ask the teacher these questions, because she was afraid of mentioning the sadness of the old man.

"Venerable Master is a master. Beishan Fu felt that it was a pity, maybe it was a once famous archmage.

However, in this way, why Jiarong was able to defeat Bo Yewang, who has the triple blessing of "High Priest's Infusion, Gem and Witch Staff's own characteristics", is also in the past.

The apple wood itself has no strengthening effect, but if Mr. Jiarong's own strength is very strong, and the energy infused into the witch wand is very large (so he doesn't care if the apple wood can be strengthened), and Jiarong's own spiritual power is stronger than that of Bo Yewang, then it is also possible to defeat Bo Yewang. And there seem to be a lot of spells in this Jiarong Society.

"In addition to the Ice Crystal Snow Dance, you also used space magic just now?"

"Yes. Jiarong replied very simply, but did not mean to answer in detail.

Beishan Fu nodded, and did not ask.

Who doesn't have a little bit of their own secret skills?

Because the technique is the foundation of the student's life and life-saving skills after graduation, no one wants to be understood clearly by others.

"We still have something to do, let's go first. Kitayama Fu was ready to leave.

"You go first, I still have something to tell her. Unexpectedly, Andu Zimo did not cooperate, and Beishan Fu had to leave by himself.

"You did a good job today, I should reassess your strength. An Du Zimo took out the money bag, took out the three-month bright coin from it, and handed it to Jiarong.

"One moon coin at a time. Jia Rong took one of them.

"Today you helped me win three bets. An Du Zimo also threw the other two moon coins to Jiarong, "However, it is estimated that this is the last one." The strength you exposed today, no one will want to compare with you in the near future. ”

Jiarong sighed.

She didn't want to, but Bo Yewang's trick was too fierce, and she didn't have time to think about what was the most appropriate way to deal with it, so she used too much force all of a sudden.

Who asked the teacher to only let her endorse the book before? I memorized a whole set of 12 copies of the "Encyclopedia of Techniques", and now when I want to use it, I have to search it in my head one by one to see which one is applicable. This is probably the saying "just talk and don't practice fake tricks"?

"I used to practice too little. Why don't you compete with me?" Jia Rong thought of an idea.

"And then you won me, and I'll give you a moon coin?" An Du Zimo asked in a cool voice.

Jiarong nodded, and quickly shook his head: "No need to give money." ”

It is important that someone accompanies her to practice. Although An Du Zimo looked at Sven Xiu, Jiarong could conclude that his strength was much stronger than Bo Yewang, and he was a good target for practice.

"Do you want to practice or practice here yourself, this trial ground Bo Yewang has already paid the rent, you can continue to use it. ”

Jiarong looked at the empty hall and shook his head, "It's not fun. ”

She wasn't interested in casting spells on the wall alone, throwing a fireball with her left hand and an ice blade with her right hand, entertaining herself. To practice actual combat, of course, it is better to have opponents.

"You compete with me, and if you win, I'll tell you what spatial spell I used just now. "Jiarong decided to tap into the instinctive curiosity of human beings.

"I don't want to know. Unexpectedly, An Du Zimo simply refused, and then walked away.

Jiarong sighed and walked out. She now wants to go to the library to read a book for a while, then go to lunch, and have a summoning class in the afternoon.

From the proving ground to the library building, from the outside of the botanical garden, Jiarong walked this road.

In early summer, the roses on the roadside bloom beautifully and charmingly, and there are many butterflies and bees flying around, a lively scene. On the way, I occasionally met one or two young men in robes, who should be students of the academy.

After walking along the flower path, I came to a corridor overgrown with nasturtiums and roses. Jiarong saw a "fat eagle" in the distance in the air, flying in his direction, followed by a few shining red dots.

"Winged Rabbit?"

Jiarong realizes that the Winged Rabbit must be in danger, and those red dots should be fireballs.

Someone wants to roast a bunny!

Without thinking too much, she just recited the Wind Charm and ran forward, waving the wand in her hand and sending out a series of water balls that flew towards the fireballs that followed the Winged Rabbit.

"Puff puff" The fireball hit the water balloon and immediately went out.

"Huh" Winged Rabbit saw Jiarong, and a dive flew down from mid-air and threw himself into Jiarong's arms. Jiarong put his arm around the winged rabbit and carefully examined its fur, but fortunately, it was not scorched.

"Are you a student of the academy? this winged rabbit is yours?" a young black-clothed deacon appeared in front of Jiarong.

"Yes. Feeling the winged rabbit trembling in his arms, Jiarong gently patted its back to comfort it.

"Give it to me, it steals stuff from the Botanical Garden. The black-clothed deacon's voice was full of anger, "During this time, there are always things in the garden, and at first I thought it was picked by a naughty student. Thief, I finally got caught today. ”

He only put on black clothes last year, and was assigned to the botanical garden stewardship, and everything was originally smooth, and it was said that life was quite easy.

After the beginning of spring, there are occasionally one or two less plants in the botanical garden, or there are traces of flowers and fruits being picked.

He didn't care too much at the time. Sometimes the student digs up a medicine and takes it away without registering, or picks a flower and picks a fruit when he is playing, after all, he was also a student not long ago and knows these bear children very well. The garden is so big, and there are so many flowers and plants, he can't keep it all the time.

However, some time ago, the priest of Izumiya came to the botanical garden, and when he saw that the golden and silver eggplants had grown to the size of a goose's egg, he ordered himself to pick peacock fruits.

When I climbed one of the peacock trees with great effort and opened the fan leaves, I found that it was empty.

At that time, the priest's face was darker than the chimney wall of the kitchen, "How do you manage the garden?"

He lowered his head and didn't dare to argue.