In the past few days, Fisher has been staying in the laboratory to train with Elliog, and she has written down the skills of combat into a small thin booklet, and she is afraid that Fisher will not understand, so she has specially drawn a villain representing Fisher in the form of drawings to help him understand the movements.

After Fisher's physical workout, he practiced the above tricks and showed them to Elliog.

"Well, it's not fast enough, and it's not the right way to exert force... Empty-handed is the first and last step in combat learning, and a true warrior will always end up fighting until he dies empty-handed. You guy is too lacking in the will to fight, of course reason is needed, but it is also necessary to dominate the battle with wildness. ”

Elliog was really good at it, she dragged out the chaise longue that she had used for experiments in the lab, and then pointed the chair at Fisher, who was training, so that she could lie comfortably and remain motionless like a paralyzed patient.

It's just that when Fisher is training, if something is wrong, she will use her tail to point at Fisher's movements.

Fisher practiced almost once a morning under her watchful eye, but it didn't seem to be going well, and Elliog leaned down to sleep in disappointment, not paying any attention to him.

Growing up, this was the first time Fisher had encountered something so difficult to master.

Fisher had some doubts about this kind of routine thing, and he didn't know much about how this kind of thing could be used in actual combat.

Within a few days, except for the training at the beginning, Elliog did not express an opinion, and she had to point fingers at what Fisher practiced later.

"You human, I ask you, what do you think is the most important thing in battle?"

It wasn't until Monday morning that Elliog finally got up as if he couldn't sit still and pointed his finger at Fisher in the courtyard.

He had just demonstrated the bare hand fighting techniques she had taught in front of Elliog, and then she suddenly interrupted Fisher's movements and asked.

Fisher thought for a moment and said,

"Physique and combat skills?"

"It's superficial, human."

Elliog sighed, then raised a finger,

"The most important thing in a battle is the will of a warrior alone, and those who don't have the will of a warrior will have different effects in battle. How can you use all my stuff as formulas and tricks that need to be memorized? ”

"Well, you're probably the kind of human who often uses your brain, but since you want to learn how to fight, you have to change my thinking... The so-called warrior's will is what distinguishes you from any other individual who indulges in constant fear, and it gives you the primordial courage, the strength to survive in desperate situations, like an eternal flame that burns. ”

"Although it may be too demanding for you to understand at first, I will show you how to use it."

With that, Elliog's expression became serious, and the flame of the tail behind her burned more and more with her words, until the temperature and color of the flame were as deep as the marrow of magma, and she gently reached out to Fisher and made a gesture of raising her hand, aiming at Fisher directly in front of her.

The breeze stopped here, and in front of her, the atmosphere slowly became hot and oppressive, but there was a fear and coldness in her soul that was targeted by hunters.

But in the next second, Elliog didn't throw that punch, but yawned lazily, and lay back on the chaise longue in the courtyard, waving her tail at Fisher weakly, as if waving his hand to send him away,

"That's probably it, you can understand it yourself, I can't help it if I can't learn it."

Fisher slowly pulled himself out of the demon's momentum, and he thought for a second or two as if he had learned anything.

If the teacher can have a ranking, this guy Elliog must be the one at the bottom of the ranking, that is, the originator of the "rotten teaching" school, whether he can learn or not depends on the student's own talent, if it weren't for the fact that Fisher really couldn't find a suitable combat teacher recently, otherwise he would never have chosen this guy.

Fisher practiced for a while, and gradually realized the problem, he was always thinking about strength when he was training, and he was full of calculations everywhere, thinking about whether this move would be useful.

Maybe Elliog doesn't advocate this practice, she advocates more of a guide of momentum and nature?

It may also be that the training of combat is very different from the usual method of practicing magic.

Anyway, by the time she went to school on Monday, Fisher's fighting skills were progressing slowly, and all the things in her skills manual were basic things like "takedowns" and "boxing", and some methods of using weapons were written later, which made Fisher confused.

Morning classes were the same as usual, Monday was for first-graders, and there were two students in the first row, Jasmine and Yin Sabel.

Jasmine seemed to have tacitly acknowledged that Fisher hadn't discovered her true identity that night, and now she dared to sit at the top of her class, although she was still a little evasive.

Fisher, however, wondered if she was of the same race as the Sons of the Sea, then could she possibly be the Sons of the Sea? Moreover, as a whale species, what is the purpose of her coming to human society, is it just to come to the university to study things?

So why did she go out over the wall that night?

Fisher's brain was in a two-line thread, explaining simple magical knowledge while thinking about what had happened that night, and how to quietly explore the secrets of the whale race.

"Alright, that's all for today's lesson. I hope you have submitted the assignments I left last week to my office mailbox, after this class, any delay in delivery will be considered invalid, if you have any questions, please come to my office and ask me, after class. ”

Fisher glanced at Jasmine, who was sitting in the first row, and saw that she was still taking notes from class without looking at herself, so she didn't realize that she was looking at her.

There were no students in the audience who had problems with their homework, so he picked up his things and left the classroom and went to his office.

The teacher's mailbox is in front of each academy office building, and there are several rows of mailboxes in front of the other colleges, only the magic academy has only four in front, and Fisher's is on the far left.

He took out the key and opened the mailbox, which contained a large pile of student homework, and after making sure that nothing was missed, he returned to his office with a large pile of homework.

Inside, Roger and Serena are still flirting.

"Hey, Mr. Fisher, you're back... Oh, you actually got your homework in the first week? ”

"yes, it's basically some basic exercises."

Fortunately, there are no students in Fisher's class here, otherwise they would really be scolding their mothers, of course, it is for the fact that there is homework in the first week, and this homework is really not difficult, if you think about it.

"What are you talking about?"

Fisher had just come in and felt the conversation in the office be loud, but when he came in, he interrupted them, and then Fisher opened his mouth and lit up the extinguished topic.

Roger said with a smile,

"Oh, yes, our school recently took over two blocks of charity lectures and is recruiting professors to go to the neighborhood of St. Nari to give some lively and interesting lessons to the residents."

"The professors have a lot of honorariums, funded by the church, you know, the church does this kind of thing every year, but in the past, it was a monopoly of the Royal Academy, and this time our school was divided into two large blocks."

Serena next to her was always the first-hand source of this kind of news, and when Roger finished speaking, she added excitedly,

"But there is nothing to do in our magic academy, and there is no way to bring magic courses to this kind of enlightenment class, their requirements are to be interesting and practical, such as ethics, seminary, economics or something..."

Fisher nodded, as if remembering something.

Every year, the church in St. Nari pays for teachers from various schools to come into the neighborhood church, and those who come to the church do not need to spend money, and they can also receive cookies and desserts from the church.

Everyone can participate in the class, because it is free, and the time is also in the evening, so it does not take up people's work time.

Fisher would like to sign up for a lecture if he has the chance.

For he remembers that when he was a child in an orphanage, his first exposure to knowledge was in a lecture in a neighborhood church taught by Professor Amesel of the Royal Academy, who was teaching ethics, a field that was still very esoteric for children.

Fisher still remembers his social contract argument at that time, and it was the first time Fisher was exposed to such novel ideas as a child, which ignited his desire to study at an early age, so the next year he desperately grabbed a place to enter the church school, then to the municipal college, and then to the royal academy to today.

So Fisher opened his mouth and asked them about the news of this righteous religion.

"Who's in charge of this? I'll go over and ask when the time comes. ”

Serena glanced at Fisher in surprise, and then subconsciously replied,

"It's the Registrar's Office. But maybe there won't be a magic class this year."

"Hey, Serena, have you forgotten that Mr. Fisher has three degrees?"

Compared to Serena, Roger obviously knew more about Fisher, he smiled and raised the coffee to remind Serena, and made her blush and glared at him, I don't know the specific meaning, anyway, it made Roger laugh,

"That's a good thing, both in public and private. It is precisely because the church invests so much money in this area every year that they have a better reputation than the council, and they do a good job in this regard. ”

Fisher smiled and agreed, and went back to his office, where he put the big pile of homework on the small table next to him with some distress, and finally had to correct their homework himself.

There are about 50 people doing their homework here, and Fisher likes to read everyone's homework carefully, so it will take a lot of time.

But he didn't have anything to do anyway, so he decided to stay in the school in the afternoon to deal with affairs, and by the way, he made a phone call to the Academic Affairs Office to talk about his registration.

Fisher spent the afternoon reading and grading assignments, and at his desk, Fisher coldly drew dozens of circles on an assignment with a pen before grading the classmate's first assignment.

When he saw a certain place, Fisher's expression was a little colder, he remembered something and left the previous assignment, compared them with each other, and then marked the original score of the later one to zero, and next to the zero egg, the name of "Yin Sabel" seemed so eye-catching.

Fisher didn't speak, put down the pen that had corrected the homework, and dialed the dormitory's phone with his hand.

"Hello, I'm Fisher Benavides from the Academy of Magic, please notify Jasmine and Yin Sabel, first-year students of the Academy of Magic, to come to my office, thank you."