When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the gap in the curtains into Salter's slightly crowded room, Salter subconsciously opened his eyes, and he felt that the blood flowing in his body seemed to become extremely smooth, and his muscles and bones seemed to be full of strength. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, sure enough, as long as I work hard, I can also become stronger. ”

Salter laughed as he climbed out of bed, although a night of meditation gave him a feeling of boredom, but now, when he felt his progress, Salter suddenly felt that it was worth it, although he didn't know how much his magic had improved, but just by the feeling of comfort now, he knew that it would definitely not be less.

After snickering, Salter also stood up, and he slowly walked to the window, gradually approaching the light in front of him, only to see that the light seemed to become more and more dazzling, and Salter pulled the curtain hard.

"Huh!"

The golden light with the scorching temperature mercilessly burrowed into the room, instantly illuminating the entire room, and the unprepared Salter was even more blinded to the pain in his eyes, and he screamed in a daze.

"Oh no! when has this been?"

Salter reacted immediately, the warm sunlight in front of him didn't seem to belong to the morning at all, he subconsciously looked back at the clock hanging on the wall, eleven twenty-five! It was noon!

Salter secretly said that it was not good, so he changed his clothes in a panic, and then he was worried about whether Chen Shiyu would be late, and hurriedly opened the door, only then did he find that a steamed bun was impressively presented on the dining table in front of him, and next to it, there was a small note, the handwriting was neat, and he knew that it was from Chen Shiyu's hand at a glance.

"Let you be late for a long lesson!" There was a graffiti sticking out his tongue next to it.

"Sister Shiyu, I usually treat you well, how can you treat me like this!"

Salter wanted to cry without tears, with a steamed bun in his mouth, and flew to the school.

"The so-called meditation is based on spiritual power, a method of cultivating magic power, in other words, it can temper our spiritual power and improve our magic power at the same time, it can be described as a cultivation method that kills two birds with one stone, so you have to endure loneliness, if you can meditate for more than 4 hours at a time, it will be quite good......" Nocardo, the teacher in charge of teaching general magic, was in the middle of the class, and the old man, who looked a little thin, spoke slowly, with a hoarse but magnetic voice, and stood on the podium with his bent over, occasionally playing with his long white beard.

"Report!"

At that moment, the door to the classroom opened with a thud, and a boy stood panting.

The students in the classroom laughed, knowing that this was the last class of the morning, and it was better not to come to class now.

Nocado didn't choose to scold Salt in the face as soon as he came up, but stroked his long beard and asked kindly, "Do you have any reason for being late?"

Salter wiped the sweat from his forehead, "There's no reason, it's me who is late, and I'm willing to accept the punishment!"

Nocado was taken aback, and then smiled again, "You go down first, and come to my office later." ”

Salter nodded, and quickly returned to his seat, he noticed that Elucie seemed to be glancing at him, but immediately turned around again, pretending to be nonchalance, after all, on the surface, Elucie had stolen Salt's things, and if the relationship was too good, it would arouse the suspicion of others.

Because of the late arrival, Salter felt like her ass was still hot before she heard the bell for the end of class, and the students still cheered and rushed out of the classroom, and Elucie pretended to be asleep as usual, she was not waiting for someone to wake her up, because no one would wake her up.

Seeing this scene, Salter always felt a little sad and wanted to reach out to touch her, but immediately reached back again, shook his head, and walked out with Nocardo.

People will grow shorter and shorter when they get old, and their backs will become more and more hunched, which is vividly reflected in Nocardo, Salter is now about one meter six, and Nocardo looks even shorter than him, walking behind him, Salter does not dare to speed up his pace, can only follow him slowly, and always focus on this old man, because he seems to be about to fall down at any time.

Nocardo was Salter's favorite of all the teachers, not because of how good he was in his classes or how affectionate he was with his students, but because in him Salter felt the smell of his deceased grandfather. Salter's grandfather died when he was six years old, although he was still very young at that time, but the memories of his grandfather Salter were very well preserved, he remembered that his grandfather used to be like Crodo, his body was as strong as a cow, but then just because of a trip to sea, his grandfather seemed to suddenly become twenty years old, and his body collapsed.

At that time, the grandfather's situation looked the same as Nocado's now, he couldn't walk fast, his waist couldn't stand up, he smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face rippled like water waves, which was regrettable and helpless.

Grandpa didn't say a word about the experience of going to sea, but whenever he mentioned that incident, his eyes would become extremely hollow, his expression would become dull, and he didn't say a word, and it took a long time to return to his original state.

Grandpa told Salter a lot of stories about his grandfather in his twilight years, and he was thrilled to hear it, in fact, his interest in magic, in the final analysis, should be considered to be discovered by his grandfather, although grandpa has also been a fisherman for a lifetime, but from his words, Salter can feel his desire to practice magic, but due to the limitation of talent, he is destined to only be able to fish for a lifetime, therefore, when he first learned that Salter has the potential to learn magic, grandpa can be said to be overjoyed, and he simply gathered the whole village together to talk about it, not to show off, but to let them donate some money, after all, he also knew at the beginning, the family's money is simply not enough for Salter to go to the Academy of Magic to study.

But the result was unexpected, the only one willing to donate money was Lamar, and only donated a yellow head coin, how could Salter's grandfather not be angry? But the elderly are like this, everywhere is vulnerable, no, because this incident is too angry, grandpa fainted on the spot, but there is no one around who is willing to help, therefore, Salter's grandfather died of myocardial infarction in the painful pleading.

Although it seems that no one is to blame for this, or that this is the fate of grandpa, Salter still feels a debt in his heart, if he hadn't been found to have a magical talent in the first place, then would all this not happen again?