Tuesday's classes are not for first-year students, but for second-year students. Although the name of the course is Advanced Magic, it is still considered basic for Fisher, so it is very easy to teach.

His rules are no different from the curriculum of the previous grade, but the second grade has no opinion on this, and he does not dare to speak or be angry, even if he is a little uncomfortable, he can only bite the bullet.

The first is that they don't have a princess-level bird like Isabel in their class.

Second, they are the students of the first class of the School of Magic, and of course they know the situation at St. Nari University, and what they want is to have classes, as long as there are classes, everything can be discussed.

Now there are not only classes, but also classes taught by Fisher Benavides, the personal student of Master Haytham, and no one else wants to take it, of course they will cherish it, even if they have a little temper, they can endure it.

The class ended soon after Fisher's guidance, and many students even gathered in front of Fisher's podium and stopped him from asking questions that had just arisen in the class.

By the time Fisher answered them one by one, it was almost half past twelve.

Fisher rubbed his shoulders and went back to his office to make a small messenger for the man-made witch Carlo.

The so-called messenger is actually a magic prop with a directional structure, which is probably the information medium that locks both sides, and the level is just right for this group of students to graduate.

By the time they graduate, they will probably be able to make a less perfect messenger, and if they want to be simple and fast, they can use paper airplanes, and if they want to use them regularly, they will need more complex magical materials.

This messenger was for Carlo, and presumably not used very often, so Fisher tore up a piece of paper at random, made a paper airplane, engraved it with magic, and used it as a messenger.

After giving the messenger to Hart, he was ready to go to lunch.

The school has a special cafeteria, and Fisher randomly found a place to sit down for lunch, but as soon as he sat down, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a big black hat walk in, it was his colleague who worked here, Roger, who had met in the office yesterday.

"Hey! Mr. Fisher, you are also so late for lunch? ”

When he saw Fisher, he walked over and sat down, ordered chicken noodles from the waiter, and sat down amicably across from Fisher.

It was hot outside, and after entering the restaurant, he quickly took off the big black hat that symbolized the magician, and used it as a fan to fan the wind.

"yes, I was stopped by the students... How did you end up dressed like this today? ”

"Ah, I was about to tell you about it." Roger glanced down at the magician's robe on his body, and smiled at Fisher, "Isn't it Godlyn's Day soon, the school will hold a festival in advance from afternoon to evening, who called Godlin's Day, we all have a holiday..."

"That's it."

Fisher's lunch came, and he only listened, but he didn't really have the slightest desire to participate.

Godling Festival is the birthday of Godlin I, and it is also the day of his founding and kingship, and the people celebrate this day every year as a festival in order to commemorate the king who is famous throughout the continent.

On that day, members of the royal family also visit the largest festival site in Saint-Nari to celebrate the festival with the people.

In the first two years, the king was still there in person, but his health was so bad in the past few years that he gradually turned into a prince who came to celebrate the festival with the people.

"Our school is a place that the king attaches great importance to, and this year the eldest princess will come to celebrate the festival together! It was said that it was suddenly decided this morning, which is really unexpected, and last year it was all royal spokesmen who came. Mr. Fisher, come with me for the afternoon session..."

In fact, Isabel is the princess, but the princess mentioned by the general public is Her Royal Highness Elizabeth.

Isabel has not grown up and rarely appears in public, and when she was a child, she was often carried by the king to give New Year's speeches, but now that she is older, she shows up less.

That is, Elizabeth will be here this afternoon?

Hearing Roger's words, Fisher did not respond, but stiffened slightly as he ate, and suddenly glanced up at the surroundings of the restaurant, as if he had already looked for some people.

Sure enough, he soon saw several soldiers dressed as white royal guards outside the dining room, looking into the dining room, and after making eye contact with Fisher, they saluted Fisher and waited at the door.

Fisher turned his head to look at Roger in front of him, and said a little speechlessly,

"If you want me to guess, you didn't meet me in the dining room by chance, you came to me on behalf of Her Highness Elizabeth's soldiers to take me to the afternoon event?"

Roger wiped his nose, obviously aware of Fisher's discernment, and he smiled helplessly,

"Her Royal Highness Elizabeth's soldiers came to me in the morning, and said that they must be invited to the scene in the afternoon. Your Highness has other things to do in the morning, and she said that she would run away if she wasn't there, so let me come over and chat with you first, and she'll be there shortly. ”

Fisher, knowing that he couldn't escape, sighed and put a spoonful of food in his mouth. Roger, who was in front, glanced at the soldiers outside and whispered,

"I have known for a long time that Mr. Fisher and Her Highness Elizabeth have not had a simple relationship, and I am afraid that she has come here in person for the sake of you. To be honest, Her Royal Highness Elizabeth is indeed a very good candidate for marriage, His Royal Highness's health is getting worse day by day, although His Royal Highness Elizabeth is unlikely to inherit the throne, but the status comparison after that will only be higher than low now..."

Fisher glanced at him and said,

"That's what she told you to tell me?"

"How dare I! I don't dare to intervene in the affairs of big people like you, this is just a little advice for gentlemen. ”

Fisher didn't respond to him, but at this moment he was a little glad that he had told Renee to let her stay at home and rest, and I hope she was really obedient and didn't go out.

As lunch time passed quickly, Fisher wiped his lips and said goodbye to Roger before heading towards the soldiers. He didn't have any grudges against Roger, because Fisher knew that Roger wouldn't do such a thing if he had a choice.

"Mr. Benavides, Her Royal Highness has just arrived at the school and is in the school auditorium, and she asked us to invite you to come and talk."

Fisher nodded, motioning for them to lead the way.

The so-called hall school is very deep, and the hall of the Mother Goddess exists in many places and occasions to worship those who have a pure belief in the Mother Goddess.

But Elizabeth's whereabouts were indeed hidden, and if it weren't for the presence of the soldiers, Fisher would not have known that Elizabeth had arrived at the school.

"Your Highness is inside, please."

The auditorium is a standard chapel-like hall with students on duty on weekdays, but today only the royal soldiers are standing outside.

Once Fisher had been brought in, they stood quietly in the doorway, apparently ordered that only Fisher should enter.

Fisher pushed open the door and approached the small church inside.

The most common scent of the church wafted in, and in a ray of sunlight filtered by stained glass, a lady sat quietly in the first row of the church, and in front of the lady, a statue of a loving mother goddess was looking tenderly at the guests in front of her.

Elizabeth wore no hat, her long blond hair fell like a waterfall, and at this moment she folded her hands and made a stern prayer gesture.

Her eyes were closed, as if she were confessing her most primitive sins like the Mother Goddess, just like the devout believers of Kado.

But when Fisher walked up to her, her movements stopped, and a pair of pale golden eyes opened, and she looked at the gentleman next to her with a quiet smile.

"Mr. Fisher, you're here."

"Her Royal Highness Elizabeth."

Fisher made another gentleman's courtesy, but this time, still smiling, Elizabeth suddenly held out the back of her right hand to Fisher.

This is the ancient ritual of kissing hands in the royal family, which shows the royal family's affection for his courtiers and people, and allows him to kiss the back of his hand.

Fisher could even understand what Elizabeth meant, and since you are so fond of etiquette, then I will let you do the standard etiquette of an audience with the royal family in its entirety, so that you can do enough.

But such etiquette also implies a favor for Fisher, after all, not everyone has such qualifications to kiss the right hand of the royal family.

According to legend, the only person who could kiss Godlin I's right hand was the Grand Pope of Kado.

Fisher looked at Elizabeth's outstretched right hand, paused for a second, and then half-knelt in front of her, gently holding her soft and white right hand.

Elizabeth also gently clasped Fisher's wrist, waiting for him to bring the back of her hand to his lips, and after a gentle kiss, Elizabeth smiled and withdrew her right hand.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fisher."

She sat dignified and pointed to the seat next to her, and Fisher was no longer polite and sat down directly.

"I thought that Her Royal Highness Elizabeth would go directly to the principal's office to discuss the Godling Festival, but I didn't expect Her Highness to sneak into the auditorium of the Mother Goddess."

Elizabeth looked at the loving mother goddess in front of her, her expression did not change, but her words seemed to have a deep meaning,

"Everyone has an original sin that needs to be confessed, and even more so I am... In addition to this, there is another important reason that I have something serious to talk about with you and cannot let others hear. ”

"I want to hear about it."

Elizabeth turned her head to look at Fisher's seat distance, and there was an imperceptible terror in her gentle eyes, but it only meant for a moment, and she regained her gentle form.

"The time of Schwally's visit has been set, and there are still about twenty days until now, which is the beginning of next month."

"So... So, what's the name? ”

Everything was already clear, Elizabeth obviously knew that Fisher knew the rules of the game in politics, so she didn't hide it, she turned her head to look at Fisher, and stretched out her finger to point at him,

"In the name, you."

"Me?"

"Yes, your previously published theory of the origin of magical souls caused an uproar not only in Nari's academic circles, but also in Schwally. Don't forget, a large part of their magical community belongs to the 'Forbidden Demon School'. Your theory is undoubtedly a slap in the face, and I think they can't wait to come and debate with you. ”

Fisher sighed, he didn't expect that the reason for Schwally's visit would be his own paper, so it was obvious that he would be involved in the whole interview.

But from Carlo's information, it seems that this visit is not simple, and he really does not want to participate unless it is necessary.

"Not only academics, but also their queen is taken seriously, and this time, their prince will also accompany the scholar group to visit Nari as an ice-breaking journey in the relationship between Schwali and Nari."