As dusk approached, it began to rain again, and although it had been ten days in June, it was still getting dark.

Alan heard the sound of falling rain, closed the book, and habitually got up from his chair, a tingling pain in his right ankle, reminding him that his foot injury had not improved at all.

He stumbled a little, but walked to the window, leaned against the wall, and watched the raindrops crackle on the leaves and fall on the field while there was still some light outside, and make a pleasant rustling sound that made him feel pleasant.

Alan enjoyed the tranquil atmosphere, and he didn't know why.

His figure was reflected in the glass. This thin, even a little weak, child has a delicate face, with neat black hair and sky-blue pupils, and wears a pair of rimless glasses when reading, which looks a little polite, but the faint sorrow shrouded in his eyebrows shows that he seems to have something on his mind.

For as long as Alan can remember, this small town called Beya has been raining a lot, and there are not many sunny days throughout the year, and people who live here basically bring an umbrella when they go out, because even if you go out in the morning and look at a big sun hanging in the sky, if you blink an eye, maybe it will be gone, and if you blink again, maybe it will start to rain. The naivety here can be called to change and the rain to fall, although there will never be that kind of "whooshing" downpour, but as soon as it gets up, it will be endless, as if it will never stop.

Alan had heard from the older people in the town that although it used to rain a lot, it wasn't like it is now, with only a few sunny days a month. No one remembers when it started, it seems like it was one day more than ten years ago, and suddenly it became like this, and no one knows why.

Not...... Why probably it doesn't matter, but the important thing is that it's so much of a headache to always rain. That's what Alan thought. For him, the rain would make it difficult to walk, it would take more time to get to school, it would be possible to be late, and his shoes would get muddy, and even though he knew that Mrs. Darch would forgive them, he hated punctuality from the bottom of his heart.

But fortunately, everyone in this town is used to it, and everyone will bring an umbrella when they go out, including Allen. In this era when almost everyone can use magic, in weather when there is not too much wind, it is easy to use magic to manipulate an umbrella, and it is more convenient than holding it with your hands, and it does not consume much mana, and you can recover with a little rest, and your free hands can be used to hold other things, or carry it in your pocket.

However, Alan didn't go out today, nor did he go to school with Riel. It's not that he's tired of studying, but Eren is a kid with a great passion for books, and he's been reading the thick book A Brief History of Magic until he went to the window to watch the rain. Unfortunately, the old chime bird in their house in the morning misremembered the time of wake-up and overslept, waking them up nearly half an hour late, which caused Alan to go downstairs in such a hurry that he sprained his right foot, and his ankle was swollen at that time.

"It's terrible, I can't walk now. Allen thought at the time, "What a delay, I must catch another one when I go back, and replace this foolish bird!"

Riel helped him back to the bed in the bedroom, dressed his injured ankle with a wet towel soaked in cold water, brought him the breakfast his mother had left for them before he left for work, and suggested that he rest at home, while he went to school to help Alan ask Mrs. Dalk for leave.

Alan thought it was a good idea, because there were not many terms in the book that he didn't recognize, and it was much faster for him to read it at home than to read it with Mrs. Dalke.

Alan had always found Mrs. Dark's way of lecturing too boring. This gray-haired, bespectacled, seventy-year-old lady is reading exactly from the textbook. She always squints slightly, speaks in a slow tone, and likes to repeat the same paragraph, over and over again, making people want to fall asleep.

Riel also often whispered to Alan sitting next to him in class, "Hey, Alan, seriously, I'd rather go home and listen to my mom tell fairy tales than listen to this old lady chant hypnotic spells here." ”

Interestingly, every time Riel finished complaining, Mrs. Dalk seemed to hear it, and asked Riel to stand up and answer the question by name, like "Riel Connor, please repeat what I just said." "This kind of thing.

Thankfully, Alan was there to help most of the time, and he was able to answer every time, otherwise if Mrs. Dalk was not satisfied, he would have been punished for cleaning the classroom alone after school.

"Damn, Alan, I bet the old woman must have heard it. After one time Riel failed to answer in time, he was left behind. Before leaving, Mrs. Darker deliberately repeated the text to him word for word. Alan also took the initiative to stay with him and finish cleaning as soon as possible.

"But it's weird," Riel continued to tell Alan with a sigh of relief, "I'm already very quiet, she's so old that she can still hear ...... It's weird, isn't it?"

"yes, even I could just hear what you're saying. Alan also thought it was a little incredible.

"It must have been Alyssa's informant! She was sitting right behind us, and she could see it clearly! I was so wrong about her! Even though you always help her answer questions, after all, her surname is Dalke!"

"Probably not...... You've covered your face with a book, and there's nothing she can do to get Mrs. Dalk to find you. Alan shook his head, thinking it was unlikely.

"Who knows, if she squeezes her eyebrows desperately, Mrs. Dalk will always notice!"

"But, uh, I still don't think it has anything to do with her...... Have you forgotten? Last time, she offered to stay and help us clean the classroom. ”

"Hmph, in my opinion, it must be that she is ashamed!" Riel still insisted that he had nothing to do with Alyssa, but the next second Riel said with a smile on his face: "But listen to my mother, her grandmother has been teaching here for more than ten years! Oh my God! If I were asked to read the same book over and over again for more than ten years, I would definitely go crazy!"

Alan couldn't help but laugh when he heard him say this.

Speaking of this course, Alan is still very attentive, not only because the basic theory course accounts for a large proportion of the final exam, but also because at the end of this semester, the top three students in the school will be eligible to continue their studies in Krivari.

Krivari, located a little east of the center of the Hope Continent, close to the Protos Sea, is now the largest city on the Hope Continent.

Not only that, but the School of Magic, located in Krivari, is also the only institution in the land that is directly managed by the Magical Management Association for the highest level of magician training.

According to Riel's father, Dean Connor, who often boasted to him that he had graduated from Crivari, what he learned there was very different from what he had learned in this backwood, not only that it was much higher, but that its power and effects were not at all the same as what he had learned now, and that the magicians who successfully graduated from there would be recognized by the Magical Management Society, which meant that he was eligible to work directly in the Society. Those with particularly good grades also have the opportunity to go directly to the top management, which can be described as a bright future.

To put it simply, Crivari is a place that all aspires to be a good magician.

The same goes for Allen.

He had thought more than once how great it would be for him to go to Crivari with Riel. However, according to the rules of the Magical Management Association, only a small number of people can enter the area for further study, and in a town with a population of less than 8,000 people like Beya, there can only be a maximum of three people who can enter Krivari, while the others can only choose some local private schools that are not well-known or choose to end their magical studies.

So Alan knew that they had to work harder than everyone else. The explanation given by the association is that more places should be reserved for children in more economically developed and better conditions, because they are more talented, in better conditions, and more hopeful to grow into excellent talents, so as to avoid them spending a lot of time on their "mediocre talents", which is also to avoid what they call "waste of resources".

Alan felt that this was very unfair. He believes that even if no one is allowed to enter Krivari, at least everyone must have the same opportunity to receive the same education.

But he never complained, because he knew that complaining was useless, and no amount of dissatisfaction could change the status quo.

"If you want to change all this, you have to accept it first. Old Adrian of the Candy House had told him so, and he thought he did.