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[Yuyu: When can you change the description? I would really appreciate it. 】

[Hahahaha, but, by the way, why do you call me sister Shigiri Qingxue? 】

[Because of her white clothes and white hair, and her cold and fragile feeling, she really looks like a snow girl! 】

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After class, Shi Wuqing said goodbye to his two classmates and followed the professor into a secret room.

The professor didn't waste any time and asked directly about the attributes of the gods.

Shi Wuqing used the ancient inherited memory of the "Ancient Star Clan" as a reason.

The professor was thoughtful, thought for a while, and chose to believe it. He asked Shi Wuqing if he knew about other magic potions with attributes of gods, but Shi Wuqing said he didn't know.

The professor then asked Shi Wuqing why she knew so much about potions. Shi Wuqing said that it was a family inheritance and that she had been exposed to these since she was a child.

"I remember, the tutor who recommended you to join Class 0..." The professor thought for a moment: "It's Ms. Mia, the head teacher of Class , Grade , right?"

"Yes."

"That's it." The professor's expression softened a bit. He stretched out his palms and recited a spell. A token engraved with mysterious runes appeared in his hand.

"Classmate Shi, although you are not very talented in magic, you are very accomplished in witchcraft. Although I don't know why you became a magician instead of a witch, I believe your choice must be meaningful." The professor gently said The token was handed to Shi Wuqing:

"You are excellent. I now grant you the qualifications and responsibilities of a 'Guardian'."

"Guardian?" Shi Wuqing asked doubtfully.

"Guardians are a student group of the Guardian Magic Academy. They are not large in number, but their responsibilities are very important. You need to go to the tower from 7 to 9 o'clock every night to receive messages from the outside world and integrate them and send them to me. If there is In case of invasion by foreign enemies or emergencies, the tower bell must be rung as soon as possible to alert the entire academy.”

"But...shouldn't this be done by powerful magicians? My words will have limited effect, right?"

The professor smiled, pushed up his glasses, turned around slowly, and left directly.

"Silly boy, the Magic Academy has been established for a thousand years. It is indestructible. It is impossible for monsters to invade, and other emergencies are rare even once in a hundred years. I let you go there because it is the easiest place in the entire academy to comprehend and make breakthroughs. Believe in yourself, your talents will help the school."

The old voice disappeared and the person was gone.

Only the simple wooden sign was still in the palm of Shi Wuqing's hand.

She lowered her head and saw the strange symbols on it, which flashed with golden light.

A few letters faintly crossed over, and then disappeared for just a moment.

Shi Wuqing was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his lips slightly and smiled with unknown meaning.

Give her something like this...

Is it really trust, not temptation?

……

In the evening, around six o'clock.

White clothes shuttled through the clouds and mist, and the crisp ringtones were sweet and soothing, full of wonderful power to soothe people's hearts.

A few minutes later, Shi Wuqing appeared on a flight of steps.

The soft white gauze floated in front of her face in the wind. Shi Wuqing pushed it away with her hands, and raised her pale and delicate face to look at the tall tower not far away.

It is the highest place in the entire college. Standing there, you can have a panoramic view of the entire college.

"Who is it?" Under the high tower, at the junction of dusk and night, a serious voice sounded, full of warnings.

Shi Wuqing raised his hand and showed the token.

The next second, a black shadow jumped in front of her, reaching out to grab the token.

"?" Shi Wuqing.

She took a step back and dodged easily.

The man rushed over to grab it again, without using magic.

Shi Wuqing glanced at him, and his voice was light but filled with powerful energy: "The body-holding technique."

"!" The young man who rushed towards him was frozen in place with a funny gesture.

The golden leaves drifted down in the wind and covered his face with a "pop", making it even more comical.