"While there are many different theories, in our United Kingdom, the first wizard recognized as being the Silver Eagle Knight Gould."

"Gord comes from the Clemens family on the Tidal Coast, and this family is still well-known in the Broken Isles, but because the current head of the family is a crazy obsessed with the Epoch Doctrine, they are generally not welcomed by the mainstream wizarding world."

"Of course, that's not the point, it's ......"

The bright and expansive classroom resembles a gladiatorial arena, with more than 100 students sitting in an auditorium with a circular staircase upward.

And a middle-aged lady wearing glasses is standing on the podium in the "gladiatorial arena", her voice is not loud, but it can be heard by everyone.

From time to time during the narration, she waved a magic wand like a whip in her hand, so that a mirage-like "image" continued to emerge over the audience.

They are either written records, or oil portraits of people, or even maps of islands.

Mellen was now seated in a seat in the middle of the audience, his hands supporting his face, and on the desk in front of him was a book with a quill in it, which was said to be enchanted to write without ink forever.

He was in a strange mood now, obviously he had been involved in the world-class catastrophe as if he had nothing to do, but he still needed to sit here honestly and study.

Although there is no end to learning, people should live to learn, but Mellen always feels that he is not doing the right thing.

Just think about it carefully, he doesn't have much to do, and in terms of personal feelings, the only thing that Merlen cares about is probably the spring of the heavenly spring.

But that thing he had already smeared this morning with some home-grown grain that had been specially left for backup last night, and he didn't see anything special happening.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Mellen felt that this might require some kind of in-depth research.

On the other hand, due to the special function of the spring, the door of the teleportation room in the suitcase space can be pushed open.

It's just that today is the first day of school, and Melun, who has been noticed by many people, is not good at skipping class, so he hasn't studied it yet.

"Although the birth of the first wizard is a bit late, the ancients have summarized and practiced magic, or rather, the wizarding knowledge you need to learn."

"If we were to tease out the lines of development, we would find that the earliest forms of magic came from herbalism, then potions, and then ......."

[It's really boring, these things are obviously taught by major families in private, why do we have to learn them again? ] 】

In this "classroom", the voice of the lecturer is amplified when he says a long sentence in a row, so if the students want to communicate in private, they basically use small pieces of paper.

At this time, a note was suddenly handed over from the side, Melen looked down, and then looked sideways at the slightly girly male classmate sitting next to him, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The man in front of him, named Tracy, was a handsome-looking peer, with brown hair and blue eyes, and a very poetic temperament, and his expression when he looked at Mellen was very ordinary, as if he was just chatting.

However, Mellen's special emotional perception ability can make Melen discover that this person's emotions when facing himself are very strange.

Annoyed, scrutinized, rejoicing, and even loving......

This is obviously not the attitude of a stranger, but Melen is sure that he has not had any love-hate entanglements with any man before.

So he seriously suspected that this person's appearance was disguised.

Considering that not long ago, someone had been using a disguised image to test herself, and Meren naturally focused her suspicions on the nun named Lydia.

After all, when others look at themselves, it is impossible for them to have such complicated emotions.

It's just that he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do when he got to him.

Want to test yourself more deeply?

[Starting from familiar knowledge will allow students to adapt to the current teaching environment more quickly.] 】

Melen raised her pen and replied casually, and then stopped paying attention to the other party and pretended to listen attentively.

It seemed to be very interesting, and the other party just looked at Meren and didn't bother him anymore.

Time flies by for a lesson.

The next Potions class and Herbal Medicine class were uneventful, with the former having an instructor teaching how to make a basic cold remedy, and the latter identifying some commonly used herbs.

Not to mention Mellen, basically all students have learned these things before entering the school, and many of them can even be called proficient.

It was the next enchantment class that intrigued Mellen.

"Most wizards are narrow-minded, believing that only combat ability can judge whether a person is strong or not."

The teaching space for enchantment is a dimly lit underground hall.

With peculiar bird's beak masks on their faces and a number of bottles and metal props on a round table in front of them, the students looked more like they were studying medicine than enchantment.

At the front of the room, an old professor with gray hair is giving a brief introduction to the lesson.

"But what I want to say is that only those who can change the world can be called powerful."

"Enchantment is such a course, and the alchemy that extends from it is the most worthwhile field for wizards to explore."

"It's a pity that in the current environment, many people ......"

The basis of enchantment is a science called Symbolology, which is a special symbol that, after special treatment, is attached to some wonderful properties.

Using these symbols, and even the rune sequences formed by the arrangement and combination of these symbols, wizards can not only attach pure elemental powers such as fire and frost to some of their instruments, but also be able to do more peculiar things.

For example, exorcism, spatial stretching, teleportation, status awareness, shrinking size, and even giving life to dead objects.

However, those are a bit far from a wizard's apprentice, and what Melen and they are learning now is nothing more than a simple basic character and inscription that makes metal weapons sharper.

This process is not difficult to operate, depending on the enchanted appliance material, to mix an enchantment liquid that can fit the material.

Then pour the enchantment liquid into several items of different sizes called enchanting pens, and finally integrate the third hand into the enchanting pen and start "carving" on the props.

The main point is actually the fine control and perception of the third hand, because during the carving, there are many subtle operations that cannot be felt by the naked eye and fingers.

This process is actually quite wonderful, but what is manifested on the outside is the use of a pen-like pen on the surface of the dagger that is the target of the enchantment, leaving a special trace of shimmering light in the dim environment.

After these traces are strung together, the enchantment process does not end.

Because it is necessary to wait for the enchantment liquid to completely penetrate into the props, the corresponding effects will be slowly born.

So when the class ended, I didn't see any real results.

Tomorrow's second class is the time to test their results, and the students leave the dimly lit classroom one after another with anticipation and rush towards the cafeteria.

In the empty classrooms, enchanted tables covered in special glassware emitted faint light.

After a moment of silence, an uninvited guest quietly appeared in the classroom, took a few glances at the environment, and stepped over to the table marked "Egg Wilson".

Flipping the switch, opening the sealing glass cover, and pinching one of the half-finished silver daggers for a moment, he suddenly threw the dagger at the black rock-paved ground at his feet.

So I heard a snort, and the surface that looked extremely hard was instantly stabbed by the dagger into a gap that flooded the handle.

At the same time, a scorching breath suddenly expanded and spread from the cracks, drying up the legs of the nearby table.

This power is not something that can be brought about by the most basic enchantments.

The visitor's eyes widened because of this, and after being stunned for a long time, he hurriedly sent a message to his boss.

"Judge Chief, I can already confirm that his Sun Knight Breathing Method has indeed been cultivated to the limit!"