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Vivian didn't finish her words, because Alessio just walked past her without looking back and walked straight back.

Vivian was stuck in the middle of her salute. She bent her knees slightly, lowered her head, and her long golden curly hair fell down, blocking her ferocious and defeated face for a moment.

There were no whispers around. Although the student phalanx was stood by the students themselves, after a year of study, everyone had formed a hidden class. Those standing in the front row were geniuses and outstanding people from all directions, or nobles. Children.

Vivian knew that she was humiliated this time.

A pair of broad and warm hands reached out, gently lifted her up, and calmly wiped away the tears that were about to flow out of her eyes. Vivian raised her head and saw her father's familiar face.

She knew that her father was worried about her and came down to support her.

Even if Alessio doesn't accept her as his student, she still has a guarantee.

but.

why.

Vivian turned around, she wanted to see who Alessio had chosen.

……

As soon as Linnai went down, he ducked into the corner, and sure enough he saw Yuriel, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. When he saw Linnai, Yuriel's eyes lit up, and he pursed his lips and waved to her.

What surprised Linnai was that Avnia was actually standing here. Seeing her, she also raised her hand, as gracefully as ever: "Long time no see, Linnai-san."

"Fortunately, you're here, so I've been worried for nothing." Avnia shook the communicator in her hand, half-jokingly, "Your appearance this time is really impressive."

Linnaeus:…

Stop saying help.

She's already digging out a Barbie dream villa with her toes and crawling into it.

"Doesn't it affect your choice of mentor if you stand here?" Linnai walked to stand between them and asked Avnia curiously.

Uriel already had a teacher with her, but Avnia... She remembered that in the original book, Avonia was very frustrated because of Vivian, and in the end she only chose one tutor from her family.

Avnia chuckled and shook her head: "Don't worry about me. A mentor has already contacted me in advance. I just need to wait for her to give me the token."

Linnai nodded and was about to say something when he saw a commotion in front of them. Then the crowd in front of them suddenly dispersed automatically, and Alessio walked up to her unobstructed.

Uriel on the side showed a complicated expression, and he and Avnia moved aside silently.

Alessio stopped in front of Linnaeus and stretched out his hand to her. On his palm was a leaf-shaped badge. The leaves were golden, as if they were condensed with light: "Will you be my student?"

People around him looked envious, but then Linnai shook his head decisively: "I'm sorry, I refuse."

There was a deathly silence.

The students around him widened their eyes, as if they wanted to eat Lin Nai alive.

Does she know what she is talking about?

That's High Priest Alessio!

How many people couldn't even grab his open class, but Linnaeus actually refused to become his student? !

She doesn't want them to be together!

Munro hurried over. He thought that Linnaeus was abiding by the deal with him and thought that the student was quite interesting. However, Alessio was the high priest of the elves after all, so he had to come over to smooth things over and give him a way: "I think there is already someone there. The teacher contacted her in advance, but the high priest came a little late."

Others have already been booked, don't worry about it, look back at my baby girl!

Alessio frowned when he heard this: "Who did you choose?"

Munro subconsciously turned around, but Linnaeus said sincerely: "I didn't choose a mentor, I chose to study on my own."

Deathly silence again.

Although Lin Nai and the others were standing in the corner, the instructors at the top were powerful and naturally had the means to hear Lin Nai's words.

"Hmph, this girl is arrogant." A white-bearded mentor at the Magisterium table shook his head, "He is arrogant, impetuous and arrogant. No matter how good his talent is, he will never become a great person!"

At the beginning, the instructors above also shook their heads and expressed their opinions. In short, they all criticized Linnaeus' arrogance.

Salvatore was sitting on the alchemist's seat. He hadn't seen Linnaeus for a long time. He remembered her as a very gloomy girl who always covered most of her face with her hair, only revealing a pair of green eyes.

Originally, he was very happy that some of his classmates were interested in refining medicine, but then he secretly paid attention to Linnai and found that not only was this girl always making trouble when refining medicine, but she also skipped the first-level potions and went directly to the fifth-level potions. In addition, Linnaeus was always distracted in her classes in the later period, and Salvatore's impression of Linnaeus became even worse.

but now……

The position of the tutor's seat is very high, and you can clearly see the square array of students below.

Salvatore looked at the girl in the corner. He hadn't seen her for several months. She had changed a lot: her messy long hair had been taken care of and draped smoothly over her shoulders. The bangs on her forehead were also cut short, revealing her emerald eyes. With jewel-colored eyes, she was wearing a white dress today, and the green patterns on the skirt were full of life.

"I don't think so." Amid the denunciation, an objection suddenly broke in. The teachers followed the sound and saw a head of fiery red hair.

The white-bearded instructor who spoke first snorted: "Teacher Charles, what do you mean?"

"Literally." Charles whistled frivolously, the smile in his eyes not reaching his eyes, "Let me tell you, maybe a genius like her can really be self-taught?"

Another instructor immediately laughed out loud: "Teacher Charles, from ancient times to the present, which great mage was self-taught?"

"First place." Charles replied immediately.

The others were choked by this answer. It took Tutor Whitebeard a long time to look at Charles angrily: "Since Teacher Charles believes in that girl so much, how about we make a bet?"

"In the final assessment, if this girl can get into the top ten in each category, I will..."

"Give me the robe you are wearing." Charles took over the topic and said with a smile. He turned out an exquisitely crafted ring from nowhere. "This ring ranks among Linnaeus's top ten at the end of the semester."

The white-bearded instructor's eyes fell on the ruby ​​on the ring, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "The purity is so high, Teacher Charles, are you sure?"

"Of course. If you weren't afraid that the principal would say that we gathered together to gamble, I could have gotten something more valuable." Charles cheerfully waved to the other tutors on both sides, "Hey, colleagues, are you interested? Participate?"

Whitebeard Mentor:......

Is there any difference between doing this and gathering people to gamble?

Charles's own strength is not top-notch in St. Lean, but he has a teacher Rex who is considered top-notch in the entire continent. Therefore, his family background is very rich. As soon as he said this, many mentors came to join in the fun.