On a hot afternoon at the end of July, when there is not a single wind in the air, in the majestic city of Cologne, where the branches of all the trees hang lazily and motionless, only the tireless insects make noise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"When!When!When......" When the twenty-four bell towers scattered in all corners of the city came out with vigorous and melodious bells, Cologne slowly showed the vitality of being born into a metropolis of one million people.

Unlike the peace and tranquility of other areas, the Western Capital School of Magic, just two streets away from the Kartac Palace, was already bustling with people when the bells rang.

"Get the 'meat dogs' out of the academy, out of Cologne, out of Karthak!"

"Get out of the Academy, get out of Cologne, get out of Karthak!"

"There's a 'meat dog' in the low-level ice mage classroom, brothers, follow me!

"Get out of the Academy, out of Cologne, out of Karthak!"

Under the guidance of the leader, Bowen, the excited students left the wide testing ground, stepped through the flowery green meadows, stepped on the white jade paved steps, and walked down the long corridor to the low-level ice mage classroom on the second floor of the magic tower.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the classroom, more than 20 students waiting for the teacher to come to teach were sitting and meditating, but their thoughts were interrupted by an unexpected knock on the door, and everyone looked towards the door with angry faces.

Facing more than two dozen angry gazes, the perpetrator Bowen raised his left hand unhurriedly and pointed at a student in the right corner of the classroom, "Brady, you Nozlang bitch, get out!"

As soon as Bowen's words fell, the crowd behind him responded one after another, "Brady, you 'meat dog' get out of here!"

"Brady, Nozlang?" the students in the classroom were stunned for a moment, "what's going on? It feels so complicated." ”

The achievement of bluffing more than two dozen people at once made Bowen tremble, so he once again pointed at the silent student in the corner and shouted, "Brady, you Nozlang spy, get out of the academy, out of Cologne, out of Karthak!"

"Get out! Get out!" this time Bowen sounded a neat slogan behind him.

This time, the students in the classroom all looked in the direction Bowen was pointing, and then a question almost simultaneously popped up in everyone's minds, "Is Brady from Nozlang?"

About a month ago, the unconfirmed rumor that Nozlang had marched across the border to attack Kartak did not prevent the Colognees from deepening their ill feelings towards their neighbors.

As if guessing the minds of the juniors, Bowen shouted, "That's right! he's Nozlang's spy lurking in our academy!"

The word "spy" is inherently avoidant of good people, so except for a thin boy, the other students unconsciously moved towards the door.

"Phil, come here, be careful that he hurts you!" saw the thin boy sitting still, and one of the students who had a good relationship with him hurriedly shouted.

"No, Big Brother Brady is not from Nozlang, he is not a spy. Hearing the shouting, Phil was unmoved, instead stood up and walked towards the lower right corner of the classroom.

"Phil, don't go over!" shouted more urgently, but Phil continued to go his own way.

The classroom was not large, and Phil quickly came to the target, "Big Brother Brady." ”

Facing Phil's eager and expectant eyes, Brady, who was tall, with soft brown hair and light blue and gentle eyes, stood up from his seat, "Little Fei'er, I'm from Nozlang, but I'm not a spy. ”

"Brother Brady, are you from Nozlang?" Phil couldn't believe it, so he asked again, but unfortunately got the same answer, "It doesn't matter if you're from Nozlang, Brother Brady, I believe you're a good person." ”

"Thank you. Although Phil's words were naïve, Brady replied solemnly.

Brady's thank you makes Phil happy, so the little guy takes Brady's hand and tries to explain to his friends at the door. However, the moment of warmth was always short-lived, and seeing Phil walking over with the Nozlang man, his former classmates and friends all took several steps back.

Although Phil is young and kind, his perception is very keen, and he stopped when he noticed the resistance in his classmates' hearts, "Big Brother Brady is not a spy, he is a good person." ”

Hearing someone refute him on the spot, Bowen's face suddenly darkened, "Little guy, it's none of your business, go away and stay away from that spy." ”

"Big Brother Brady is not a spy, he is a good person. Phil simply repeated Bowen's words earnestly and firmly.

Seeing Phil's stubborn appearance, Bowen was helpless and angry, but he didn't dare to act because of the strict rules of the Western Capital Academy of Magic, so his eyes rolled slightly, and he thought about it, "Brady, the eldest son of the Renard family, are you sure you want to pull this innocent little person in?"

It's hard to be a good person.

Sighing secretly, Brady pulled Phil behind him, "Little man, I just learned today that when you become a powerful person, you can justifiably despise someone from the same background as yourself." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about! Who do I despise?" Brady's words caused a burst of whispers from the civilian students behind him, for which Bowen had to quickly explain loudly and pour dirty water on the other party, "I don't mean that at all, you Nozlang spy to sow discord." Get out of the academy!"

This worked well, and most of the students present once again turned their attention to Brady and cast hateful glances.

The academy can't stay any longer. Brady only felt a little sorry for this, but seeing Bowen's complacent face, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Get out of the academy? Are you sure this is Marquis Grant's intention?"

"Hmph. The corners of Bowen's eyes twitched, "What do you want to say?"

"Grant is narrow-minded and has a lot of grievances against me because of my father's affairs, but at least he won't do such a stupid thing. Brady looked over to Bowen in front of him and the crowd behind him, "Who do you think I mean by coming to the academy?"

Hmph! In response to Brady's question, Bowen just snorted coldly.

It's true that I'm from Nozlang, but I came to Cologne as a proton, and entering the academy is not only my personal will, but also a face-saving project done by King Koltak for the world to see, and it's more convenient to stay in a public place like the academy every day. Now, the crowd is forcing me to leave the Academy, and how can you, a fool who thinks you think clever, do such a thing to make King Molière, who thinks he is benevolent, embarrassed.

"As you wish, I won't be coming to class tomorrow. Brady withdrew his gaze and looked at Bowen coldly, "I hope you and the master behind it won't regret it when the time comes." ”

"Big Brother Brady!" As soon as Brady's voice fell, Bowen didn't react, and Phil said urgently, "You promised me to become an ice archmage together, how can you give up halfway!"

"Little Phil, you don't have to come to the academy to learn magic, I ......" Before Brady could reassure Phil, a voice full of sarcasm and mockery came from the crowd:

"Archmage, just because you've been a low-level magic apprentice for the past ten years?"