Between Ke Zhenxi and De Gaulle's conversation, he was already at the front of the line. Now there is only one person in front of Ke Zhenxi, and it is a girl in an off-white plaid dress. She submitted two application forms at once, in addition to her own, and on behalf of others.

The Royal Spell School of Lorin advocates student autonomy, and more than half of the school's affairs are managed by the student council. The member of the student council who was in charge of receiving the volunteer form prompted him to look at the course application form in his hand and said, "This Friday's "Blade of Fire" is full, do you want to change it?"

There are no exams for the Blade of Flame course, and only the first 100 students who sign up are admitted on a first-come, first-served basis.

"Ah...... What can I do about this? The girl in the gray checkered dress looked pitiful, "Senior, can you help, my brother must apply for this course, and I don't know which course to apply for if I don't report "Blade of Fire". ”

"I can't help you, I don't care about the course. You don't know what he else is reporting, so go and ask him. ”

"However, what if you queue up again and you can't register for other classes? The girl's voice was so small that she looked very reserved.

"That's your business, you either choose the course now and hand in the form, or go and ask your brother what class he wants to sign up for, don't delay other people's time. The student council member was getting impatient, he had made things clear, but the girl was still hesitating.

The girl looked back apologetically, her eyes met Ke Zhenxi's eyes, and she hurriedly looked away.

Ke Zhenxi saw her appearance at this time, this is a girl who looks fifteen or sixteen years old, not tall, just to Ke Zhenxi's shoulders, thin, her figure has not yet developed well, and the slightly wide dress makes her look even thinner. She has fair skin, and her cherry mouth is pink and shiny. The short silver hair looked a little messy, and a pair of eyes were also obscured by long bangs.

"This must be a girl from a poor family. Ke Zhenxi made his own evaluation of this girl in his heart, and felt a trace of pity for her.

"Well, I'll ask my brother. The girl in the gray checkered dress lowered her head and picked up the volunteer watch, and trotted away shyly.

"Thank you. Ke Zhenxi smiled and handed the form to the student council members. He is not familiar with life here, and it is certainly not wrong to make a good impression on his seniors.

This student council member just glanced up at Ke Zhenxi, then lowered his head and looked at the form and said, "'Ray Cutting Technique' and 'Fluctuating Sword Technique' will have introductory exams tomorrow morning and afternoon respectively, if you don't pass, you can continue to take other courses, come on." ”

"Thank you, thank you. Ke Zhenxi nodded and said, left the queue, walked out of the hall, and inadvertently saw the girl in the gray dress standing at the door.

The poor girl was bowing her head, bearing the insults of the boy in front of her.

"You broom star, you can't do such a trivial thing, what's the use of you?" was scolding a young man with long blue hair, whose appearance actually resembled that Delido-Raul.

"I'm sorry, I'll help you get in line again. The girl whispered, as if she was afraid of the boy.

"Waste, you should have died with your lowly mother, saving me from wasting my food. Father, he didn't know what to think, and he was willing to pay for you to go to school. ”

When the girl heard him say this, she buried her head even lower, and her little fists were clenched tightly.

"What's the matter? you still have a temper, don't you?" the boy saw the girl's clenched fist and pushed the girl's head hard.

The girl staggered back two steps, bowed her head, and did not speak.

Ke Zhenxi saw that this boy should be the brother that the girl said before, and when he saw the other party talking about his sister like this, he couldn't stand it as a bystander. He is a person with a sense of justice, otherwise he would not have been able to stand up for justice and courage in the first place. He tried to come forward to persuade him, but was stopped by de Gaulle.

"You're from out of town, you don't know the situation, don't be impulsive. De Gaulle whispered, pulling Ke Zhenxi and walking out, "I know this person, his name is Delido Lawrence, and their family is the clan of the Delido family in Starfish City. His father was Delido Laubu, Consul General of the Embassy of the Holy Starlight City in the Kingdom of the Netherlands. A famous person like this, you still don't want to provoke it. ”

When Ke Zhenxi heard that it belonged to the Deliduo family, he was even more disgusted in his heart. He thought to himself, "No wonder he looks so much like that Delido Raul, it turns out to be a family." ”

Hate to hate, he still gave up the plan to stand up for the girl, after all, he still has his own things to do, and he doesn't want to cause trouble. Puzzled, he asked, "Why did he do that to his sister?"

"I've heard that his sister was the illegitimate daughter of Ambassador Delido and a dancer who died when the girl was a child. ”

"You know this kind of thing. "Ke Zhenxi really admires this de Gaulle.

De Gaulle scratched his hair, smiled, and did not speak.

Ke Zhenxi looked at the poor girl again and sighed, he could imagine that this girl's life at home must be very bad. However, now he has no right to pity others, he himself is unlucky enough. His immediate priority is to prepare well for tomorrow's entrance exam, which is very important to him.

His gaze became resolute, he clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and said, "I can do it!

On the morning of the fourth day of the enrollment period, Ke Zhenxi walked out of the examination room of the "Rachel Technique" entrance exam with his head down, feeling a little sad. He failed the exam, which required him to smash the stake with the mana of the thunder attribute. In terms of spells, he can only "rush the pulse fist method", and there is no other spell foundation, so he can only abstain.

In the afternoon, his confidence was frustrated, and he came to the entrance exam venue of "Fluctuating Sword Technique" with the idea of trying it out.

At this moment, on the field of the examination room, there are ten circles drawn with ink with a diameter of two meters, and there is a suspended iron ball on each circle, and ten candidates are attacking the suspended iron ball.

"Are you here for the exam?" asked the boy with the student council badge.

"Yes. Ke Zhenxi didn't dare to slack off, and quickly took out his ID card.

"Principality of Kosovo, Martin-Town West. The student council members looked at the registration form in their hands, compared their ID cards, nodded and said, "Go over there and get a wooden sword, and then go to Mr. Duffron." ”

Ke Zhenxi took the wooden sword, followed the instructions to Doflan Mingge, who was supervising the student's exam, and said politely, "Teacher, I'm ready." ”

Doflan-looked to be about thirty years old, tall and thin, with round-framed eyes and an elegant appearance. Ke Zhenxi knew that Doflan Mingge was also the teacher of the "Fluctuating Swordsmanship" class, and at this time, he couldn't help but wonder if his glasses would fly when he used the sword?

Ming Ge was talking to the black-haired young male teacher wearing a teacher's badge beside him, and when he heard Ke Zhenxi's words, he nodded with a smile and said, "Well, wait a while." ”

Ke Zhenxi understood that he could not go until a student finished the exam. So, he waited while watching the men attack the suspended iron ball.

Then he saw the Delido Lawrence among the ten students.

Lawrence had just walked to the circle, and he concentrated his mana on the wooden sword and slashed it down with a single sword. The suspended iron ball moved swiftly to the right, and it was about to dodge the attack. But when his sword brushed shoulders with the suspended iron ball, the mana on the sword turned into a flame and suddenly exploded, shaking the suspended iron ball out of the circle.

"Delido Lawrence, pass the exam. The student council member announced as he took a pen and scribbled the list in his hand.

Lawrence looked smug, smiled and nodded to the crowd, and then walked out with a few of his companions who were waiting for him.

"This young man is very talented. The young teacher standing next to Ming Ge said.

"Well, it's not bad, he has a certain foundation in spells. Ming Ge nodded slightly, and said to Ke Zhenxi, "You go, within five minutes, shoot down the suspended iron ball or knock it out of the circle." ”

Ke Zhenxi saw that Lawrence passed the exam so easily, and he was so competitive that he had to pass the exam with all his strength.

"Come on, Zhenxi!" a voice came, and it turned out to be cheering him on.

He looked back and saw that it was Charles de Gaulle, and beside him stood the poor girl in the gray checkered dress from yesterday, the sister of Delido Lawrence, who had just left.

Ke Zhenxi smiled at them, clenched the wooden sword, looked at the suspended iron ball, and said, "I'm ready." ”

The student council member pressed the pocket watch in his hand and said, "Five minutes, start." ”

Ke Zhenxi immediately picked up the mana and slashed it with a sword, since he recast the mana meridians, he felt that the flow of mana was much smoother, and the quick-forming "flowing mana operation method" also gave him a lot of mana.

However, when his sword was about to touch the Hanging Iron Ball, the Hanging Iron Ball shook nimbly and dodged the attack.

Ke Zhenxi couldn't make a single blow and was not discouraged. But he attacked one after another, but he still couldn't touch the hanging iron ball.

"Damn, you won't be able to pass the exam in that case. The more Ke Zhenxi thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the speed of his sword was much faster, but he was so tired and sweating profusely that he still couldn't even touch the edge of the iron ball.

"It's time, Martin. The student council member reminded.

Ke Zhenxi reluctantly put the wooden sword back into the weapon rack, and it was obvious that he had no chance to take this course.

"It seems that the gap between each student is really not small. The young teacher beside Ming Ge sighed.

"Teacher Karasok, not everyone became a high-level mage at a young age like you. If nothing else, his Friday class will be at your place, who will let your class have no exams and no quota for it?" Ming Ge said jokingly, lifting his glasses.

"I want to set an exam for "Levitation", but the principal doesn't agree. The thought of teaching a student like Martin Zhenxi makes me nerve-wracking. The level of students taught is too low, and we teachers are also disgraced. The young teacher named Karashok Shota lamented that he had obtained a senior mage certificate at a young age, and he looked down on these poor students who had no talent.

"Don't say that, if you add a threshold to your class, many students won't be able to choose the class. Ming Ge said kindly.

"I know, my class is for the bottom line, who made me a newcomer?" Karasok-Shota still reels about it.

These words were heard by Ke Zhenxi, who was putting back the wooden sword not far away, and he felt that his supreme heart had been hurt.

"It's good that I didn't pass, you look down on me so much, you can't be angry when you take your class?" Ke Zhenxi thought secretly in his heart, feeling very uncomfortable.

He didn't pass the exam, and it was the time of annoyance in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, so he walked quickly to the two teachers, pointed at Karashok Shota, and said angrily: "As a teacher, you actually say this about students, are you worthy of being a teacher?

For a moment, the entire examination room was silent.