Asian Girl Completion Manual

In the past few days, Fisher has been staying here in the laboratory to train with Eliog. She wrote down the fighting skills in a small booklet, and was afraid that Fisher would not understand it, so she used A little figure representing Fisher was drawn in a pictorial way to help him understand the movements.

After the physical exercise, Fisher practiced each move according to the above, and then demonstrated it to Elliot.

"Well, the speed is not fast enough, and the method of force is not right. Empty hands are the first and last step in learning to fight. A real warrior will always fight to death with empty hands. You guys lack the will to fight. Of course, rationality is It’s necessary, but it’s also necessary to dominate the battle with wildness.”

Eliog really enjoys it. She dragged out the reclining chair used for experiments in the laboratory, and then pointed the direction of the chair towards Fisher, who was training, so that she could lie down comfortably. , motionless like a paralyzed patient.

Whenever Fisher did something wrong during training, she would raise her tail and point at Fisher's movements.

Fisher basically practiced once every morning under her watch, but it seemed that the progress was not going well. Eliog looked over it once and then leaned down to sleep in disappointment, not wanting to pay attention to him at all.

Since childhood, this is the first time Fisher has encountered something so difficult to master.

Fisher had some doubts about this routine. He didn't quite understand how to use it in actual combat.

Within a few days, except for the initial training in which Eliog didn't express any opinions, she would give instructions on basically everything Fisher practiced later.

"As a human being, let me ask you, what do you think is the most important thing in battle?"

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

At this time, he had just demonstrated the bare-handed fighting method she had taught her in front of Eliog, and then she suddenly interrupted Fisher's actions and asked.

Fisher thought for a moment and said,

"Physique and fighting skills?"

"How superficial, human."

Eliog sighed, then raised a finger.

"The most important thing in battle is the will of the warrior. Guys with or without the will of a warrior will have different effects in battle. You guys, you treat all my things as formulas and techniques that need to be memorized. How can you Maybe it can be used?"

"Well, you should be considered the kind of human being who often uses his brain, but since you want to learn to fight, your thinking must be changed for me. The so-called warrior's will is different from any other individual who indulges in endless fear. Factor, which gives you original courage and the power to survive in desperate situations, like an eternal burning flame."

"Although it may be too demanding for you to understand it at first, I still want to show you the specific usage."

After saying that, Eliog's expression became serious, and the flame of the tail behind her also burned stronger and stronger with her words, until the temperature and color of the flame were as deep as the magma of the earth's core. She gently stretched out her hand. Aiming at Fisher, she made a hand gesture, and the target was facing Fisher directly in front of her.

The breeze stopped here. In front of her, the atmosphere slowly became hot and depressing, but deep in her soul came a sense of fear and coldness of being targeted by a hunter.

But in the next second, Eliog did not punch that punch. Instead, he yawned lazily, lay down on the lounge chair in the courtyard again, and weakly waved her tail at Fisher. As if waving his hand away,

"That's probably it. You should understand it yourself. If you can't learn it, there's nothing I can do about it."

Fisher slowly pulled away from the aura of the demon just now. He thought for a second or two as if he had learned something, but at the same time he seemed to have learned nothing.

If teachers can be ranked, Eliog must be at the bottom of the rankings, the originator of the "bad teaching" school. Whether students can learn or not depends entirely on the students' own talents. If it weren't for the recent efforts Sher really couldn't find a suitable combat teacher, otherwise he would never choose this guy.

Fisher practiced for a while and gradually discovered the problem. When training, he always considered the strength and was full of calculations, considering whether this move would be useful.

Maybe Eliog doesn't advocate this approach, but rather a guide of momentum and nature?

It's also possible that the training for combat is very different from the usual methods of practicing magic.

Anyway, until she went to school on Monday, Fisher's fighting skills were progressing slowly. All that was recorded in her skills manual were basic things like "hugging" and "boxing", and there were also other things written in the back. Fisher was confused about how to use weapons.

The morning class was as usual, Monday was for first grade students, and two students, Jasmine and Isabel, were sitting in the first row of the class.

Jasmine seemed to have acquiesced that Fisher did not discover her true identity that night. Although her eyes were still a little evasive, she at least still dared to sit at the top of her class.

Fisher was thinking, if she is of the same race as the [Son of the Sea], then is it possible that she is the Son of the Sea? Moreover, as a whaleman, what is her purpose in coming to human society? Is it just to study at the university?

Then why did she climb over the wall again that night?

Fisher's brain was running on two threads, explaining simple magic knowledge while thinking about what happened that night, and at the same time thinking about how to quietly explore the secrets of this whaleman.

"Okay, that's it for today's class. I hope you have submitted the homework I left last week to my office mailbox. After this class, any late submission will be regarded as invalid. If you have any questions, you can contact me. The office asked me after class."

Fisher glanced at Jasmine sitting in the first row and saw that she was still taking notes in class and not looking at him, so he didn't realize that he was looking at her.

There were no students in the audience who had any questions about the homework, so he picked up his things and left the classroom, heading to his office.

The teachers' exclusive mailboxes are in front of the office building of each college. There are about several rows of mailboxes in front of other colleges. Only the Magic College has only four in front, and Fisher's is on the far left.

He took out his key and opened the mailbox, which contained a large pile of students' homework. After confirming that nothing was missing, 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 gave me homework in the first week?"

"Yes, they are mostly basic exercises."

Fortunately, there are no students from Fisher's class here, otherwise they would really curse. Of course, this is for the homework in the first week. This homework is indeed not difficult, if you think about it carefully. .

"What are you talking about?"

When Fisher came in just now, he felt the conversation in the office was booming. When he came in, he interrupted their conversation. At this time, Fisher opened his mouth and ignited the extinguished topic again.

Roger smiled and said,

"Oh, that's right. Our school has recently taken over charity lectures in two neighborhoods, and we are recruiting professors to go to the Saint-Nali neighborhood to give some lively and interesting classes to the residents."

"Professors get a lot of remuneration, funded by the church. You know, the church does this kind of thing every year, but in the past it was the Royal Academy's monopoly. This time our school was allocated two large blocks."

Serena next to her was always the first-hand source of such information. After Roger finished speaking, she added excitedly,

"But without our magic school, magic courses can't be brought to this kind of enlightenment class. Their requirements are to be interesting and practical, such as ethics, seminary and economics."

Fisher nodded, as if remembering something from the past.

Every year, the church of St. Nali spends its own money to hire teachers from various schools to teach in the neighborhood church. Those who come to take classes do not need to spend money, and they can also receive cookies and desserts distributed by the church.

Everyone can participate in the class, because it’s free and it’s in the evening, so it doesn’t take up people’s time at work.

Fisher would like to sign up for a charity lecture if there is a chance.

Because he still remembered that when he was a child in an orphanage, the first time he came into contact with knowledge was in a charity lecture at a neighborhood church. The professor was Professor Amissel of the Royal Academy. The lecture was on ethics, which was still very important to children. A very profound field.

Fisher still remembers the social contract argument he talked about at that time. This was the first time Fisher was exposed to such novel ideas since he was a child. This ignited his desire to study at a young age, so he worked hard the next year. By fate, he got a place and entered a missionary school, then to the City College, the Royal College, and to this day.

So, Fisher asked them about the news about this righteous religion.

"Who is in charge of this matter? I will go over and ask when the time comes."

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

"It's the Academic Affairs Office...but maybe there won't be any magic classes this year..."

"Hey, Serena, did you forget that Mr. Fisher has three degrees?"

Compared to Serena, Roger obviously knew Fisher better. He smiled and raised his coffee to remind Serena, and she glared at him with a blush. He didn't know the specific meaning, but it annoyed her anyway. Roger laughed,

"This is a good thing, both publicly and privately. It is precisely because the church invests so much money in this area every year that their reputation is better than that of the parliament. In this regard, they have done really well. "

Fisher agreed with a smile, returned to his office, and put the large pile of homework on the small table next to him with some distress. In the end, he had to correct their homework himself.

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

But anyway, he had nothing to do, so he decided to stay in the school in the afternoon to deal with some matters, and by the way, he made a call to the Academic Affairs Office to explain what he had signed up to do.

Fisher spent the entire afternoon reading and grading homework. On his desk, Fisher coldly drew dozens of circles on an assignment with a pen, and then graded the classmate's first assignment.

When he saw a certain place, Fisher's expression became colder. He kept the previous assignment as if he remembered something, compared it with each other, and then divided the original scores of the later assignment. It became zero points. Next to the zero-light egg, the name "Isabel" looked so eye-catching.

Fisher didn't say anything. He put down the pen he had used to mark his homework and dialed the dormitory phone number with his hand.

"Hello, I am Fisher Benavidez from the Magic Academy. Please inform the first-year classmates Jasmine and Isabel from the Magic Academy to come to my office. Thank you."

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