Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Wide Range of Demons
"By the way, since it's a dormitory, will your roommates mind?" Robben subconsciously asked.
"No, they can't take care of it, and even the dormitory manager doesn't have the right to interfere with this!" Emma didn't take her roommate seriously at all.
Robben also asked casually, and seeing that the little witch didn't care about the attitude of his roommates, he shut up. It's just that although he shut up, the demons in his head won't shut up.
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After hearing the words of the heart demon, Robben's eyes darkened, and he was really glad that his name was Roben and not Robin.
[I think it's better for you to call Roger, because then I can call you Brother Jie~]
Robben's expression froze: Heart demon, something is wrong with you! The ingredients are too complex.
[Why am I wrong?] I-]
Robben no longer cares about the demons, lest he say anything against the sky.
At this time, he noticed another question: the location of the two was a little far from the outskirts of the city, how could they get there? You know, it's already six o'clock in the evening, and it won't be long before it gets dark. Robben heard that the security of the royal capital at night was not good.
"There is a passage between the school and the association, rest assured, it's not a teleportation array, and you won't be dizzy." Emma looked at Robben with a smile, much to his embarrassment.
Next time, you must find a better excuse, even if it is a faint person, it is more reliable than a faint teleportation array.
There's a direct passage between the association and the school park.,It sounds a bit outrageous at first glance.,But it's quite reasonable to think about it carefully.,The association is a magician's association.,Crist's school is the best magician school in the kingdom.,It's strange that there's no direct means between the two.γ
Emma led Robben to a humble shop next to the Wizards' Guild, and if Emma hadn't taken the initiative to lead the way, he wouldn't have noticed this simple shop.
"It's normal not to be able to see, and this shop has been enchanted to make people subconsciously ignore it." Emma walked into the shop, even though it was in the prime location of the royal capital, there was not a single customer in the small shop, and the old-looking owner of the dragon clock was wiping his wine glass behind the counter at this time.
Emma and Robben break the silence in the small shop when they enter. The shopkeeper looked up, glanced at Emma, and then went back to wiping his cup as if the two of them didn't exist.
As if she hadn't seen the shopkeeper, the little witch walked to an oil painting hanging in the shop.
Robben glanced at it, and the painting showed an office with a desk stacked with a large pile of papers, and a fat man with brown hair sitting in the armchair behind the desk.
He had thought it was an ordinary oil painting until the man in the painting took out a croissant from behind a stack of papers and ate it with relish.
The characters in this painting actually move?!
Robben was stunned. Emma was accustomed to it, holding Robben's hand with one hand and sticking the other hand to the painting. Something magical happened, and her palm sank into it, as if the oil painting and the wall in front of her didn't exist.
Robben: ?!
The stunned Robben was pulled forward by Emma and submerged into the painting.
The moment Robben came into contact with the painting, he only felt that his body melted like a piece of butter on a hot pan, merging with the oil, the canvas, and the wall. The cold stone enveloped him, and the boundless darkness came to him, but this feeling only lasted less than a second, Robben felt a strong repulsion coming from all directions, and the next second he was "squeezed" out with Emma and fell into a bright room.
Robben landed on his feet and took a look at his surroundings and saw that he was standing in the office where the oil painting was painted!
"This is the reception office of the Crist Academy, and everyone who is teleported in through the oil painting needs to register here." Emma explained the purpose of the office to him.
When he learned that he was already inside the Crist Academy, Robben was stunned by the way the Crist Academy teleported. He thought there would be a magic circle or something like that between the school park and the association.,It turned out to be a teleportation to the school park through an oil painting that tried magic.γ
"Incredible, incredible!" He exclaimed.
"You'll get used to it." The fat man behind the desk looked up and said proudly.
Someone like Robben who made a fuss,He's seen a lot.,Almost everyone who arrives at the school park for the first time through this passage will look like this.γ
"Register your name and the purpose of your visit." He pulled out a registration book from a mountain of papers and asked the two of them to fill in the information themselves.
Emma quickly wrote her and Robben's names in the notebook, and the purpose of the visit was that she was going back to school, and Robben's was to report to school.
"Enrollment report?" After getting the registration book back, the man frowned: "According to the school's regulations, admitted students should submit a document confirming enrollment - have you handed it in?" Now the deadline has passed. β
Robben: Huh?
He had never heard of this so-called document.
"He has letters of recommendation." Fortunately, Emma relieved him and took out the letter of recommendation she had just written from her necklace.
"Oh?"
As soon as he heard that Robben was the one with a letter of recommendation, the man's attitude changed instantly. He took the envelope, glanced at the coat of arms on it, and figured out Robben's heelβthe man was from the Dibilis.
His cold face instantly became amiable: "In this way, if you have a letter of recommendation, you don't need paperwork - I have long felt that there is a problem with this regulation, how can people who are admitted to our school not come to study here?" β
Emma and Robben kept a ceremonial smile on their faces as the courteous receptionists.
After a few words of nonsense, the fat man reached out and knocked on the wall, and an oil painting appeared behind him, which appeared to be the interior of a carriage.
Robben drew the gourd in the same way and appeared in the carriage with Emma.
"Take us to the living quarters." As soon as she got into the carriage, Emma gave a command to the front of the carriage.
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage moved and drove towards its destination.