Time and Space Mage - Light and Darkness

Looking at him seriously with wide eyes, he said, "It's true, please believe me."

"I believe in you." Finney glared at Rodrigo again, then patted El Ann on the shoulder and comforted him: "The most important thing is that you are fine, take a good rest today, I have to go to class in the afternoon, I can't accompany you is you."

Rodrigue automatically counteracted Finni's white eyes, and said lazily, "I'm going to be late."

Finney wanted to pierce him with his eyes, but he had to get up and say goodbye to El Ann.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, and Finni suddenly remembered something. He turned around and waved: "By the way, Teacher Jermaine told you to go to him after you get better. He is your class teacher."

El Ann said that he heard it and made an OK gesture.

The sound of bickering and footsteps outside the door gradually disappeared, and the bedroom fell into silence again.

The afternoon sun was lazily pouring into the dormitory, and Er'an, who was sitting on the bed, became dazed unknowingly, and the faces of the elves in his mind always interspersed to disturb his thoughts.

It was the first time he saw such a real elf, without wings, only a pair of sharp ears to prove his identity.The eyes are as dark as ghosts, just looking at them seems to suck people in.

what……

Al'an groaned and buried his head in the pillow again.

When will my elf appear?

……

Thinking about the troubled and entangled question, Er'an was confused again.

When I woke up again, I was awakened by a crisp knock on the door.

Er'an got out of bed a little depressed and opened the door.

I saw the shrewd but smiling mentor Jermaine standing at the door.

——Before he went to find Jermaine, he paid a visit in person.

What a hardworking teacher.

While thinking about it, El Ann respectfully poured a glass of water and handed it to Jermaine, while hesitating whether to call him the mentor or the dean.

Jermaine still shone with those shrewd eyes, and said briefly: "I met your friend just now, and he briefly introduced you."

"Yes, Mr. Jermaine's mentor, Dean." After thinking for a moment, Al'an decided to call it this way.

"..." Jermaine glanced at him calmly, and continued, "You missed two days of classes."

Er'an quickly bowed his head: "I will find other students to make up for it as soon as possible."

"Your mental strength is exhausted because the other party's spatial domain rejects your attributes, causing most of your mental strength to be lost." Jermaine took a sip of tea and suddenly changed the subject.

"..." This time it was El'an's turn to look at him blankly.

"You are from the space-time department, aren't you?" Jermaine smiled meaningfully.

Seeing that Er'an was still silent, Jermaine continued: "But the space domain is a space magic, why do you reject it?"

El Ann followed Jermaine's train of thought, but with his single-minded head, he couldn't figure out why, so he shook his head.

Jermaine didn't doubt him either. After all, he had personally detected his perception and mental power, and he was indeed at the rookie level.

"Some people in the grade group have already accepted the elf contract. Among them, you should know Rodrigo Premichel, right?" Jermaine's thoughts jumped quickly, and he suddenly talked about other topics.

This made El'an's persistent head a little unable to keep up, and it took a long time to come over and said, "Is it His Royal Highness Crown Prince Rodrigo?"

Jermaine said, "Who do you think would dare to use that last name?"

Al Ann blushed.

"Rodrigue is the first student who has a dual-line god among the freshmen. It's a pity that he is not a time-space one." Jermaine put the water glass back on the table, and then played with a delicate black brooch on it: "It's beautiful, did your girlfriend give it to you?"

Er'an blushed even more, and hurriedly explained: "It's not... mother's."

"Do you wear it all the time?" Jermaine asked suddenly.

Er'an nodded, but suddenly frowned as if thinking of something, and said, "It's strange, I remember keeping it in my pocket all the time, why is it on the table."

"I guess I forgot to put it in after I changed my school uniform." Jermaine handed him the brooch and said with a half-smile, "Don't forget to put it in again. It belongs to mother."

Allen nodded gratefully.

Jermaine looked at the clock on the table, and stretched out his hand to probe El Ann's forehead: "It seems that the mental strength has almost recovered, and there should be nothing serious."

"Thank you, Master Dean Jermaine, for your concern." Al'an said sincerely.

"...Just call me Jermaine's mentor." Jermaine, who could no longer bear such an embarrassing address, had no choice but to suggest it positively.He got up and took two steps, then suddenly turned around and said: "I almost forgot to say that this month, the academy will open the Nightmare Forest to new students in the afternoon, and your classes during this period are usually the instructor's magic demonstration. If you don't want to Listen, you can go in and find your own elves, some elves who are passive and don't like to enter the human domain will hide in the forest and wait for you to find him."

Er'an was a little jealous of that forest from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't help but nodded in anticipation when he heard that he was looking for his own elf, but this couldn't completely cover up the trace of fear and fear in his eyes.

Jermaine seemed to see what he was thinking, and continued: "Don't worry, the Nightmare Forest didn't attack monsters."

"Thank you, Instructor Jermaine, for reminding me." Al'an said seriously with wide-eyed eyes.

Jermaine didn't look away from him, opened the door, and said another sentence.

"If the freshman doesn't find his contract elf within one month, it can prove that he has no chance with Peorista Academy of Magic, and the academy will have the right to order him to expel him. Come on."

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11

11. Elf [3]...

"What? Dean Jermaine really said that?" Finney stood there with a spoonful of potatoes.

My thoughts suddenly flew back to the "Fantasy Continent Legend" I read a few days ago.

[Friendly reminder: If you are at Peorista Academy of Magic, you will be ordered to drop out of school]

……

To his grandma's... friendly reminder.

Sure enough, all the wolves in the wolf den belonged together.

"Yeah." Er'an bit the steamed bun and nodded, curiously said, "Didn't Finni's Frissy mentor say that?"

Finney thought about it carefully, but still shook his head: "I probably didn't hear it."

Er'an held a steamed bun in his right hand and looked at him with wide eyes.

Finney was amused by his appearance, and couldn't help but said, "Do you remember what Dean Jermaine taught in class this morning?"

"Well, it's some concepts of time magic and space magic." Al'an seemed very excited, and continued: "Instructor Jermaine said that a powerful time master can control the life time of the enemy, which sounds amazing!"

"This is a general concept." Finney swallowed a mouthful of potatoes, and smiled: "But I believe that you, El Ann, will definitely become a powerful time master."

"No, I don't want to be a time master, I want to be a space master." Al'an blinked with wide eyes.

"Why? Didn't you say that the time master is very powerful?" Phini asked curiously.

Er'an felt a little embarrassed when he asked him this question. He scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Although space masters only have the magic of creating the space field, I want to learn it well so that I can better protect my friends."

Finney was taken aback when he heard his words, and suddenly couldn't find the words to follow.I had to look at the other party with a smirk and said more old-fashioned words.

"Eiran, I'm so glad to meet you. But no matter what you become, you will be very, very powerful, and you will protect me when the time comes, haha."

"Hmm..." Al'an was startled by him with a big mouthful of steamed buns in his mouth. He was just about to speak, but he choked, raised his head and patted his chest with tears in his eyes.

Finney quickly handed him a glass of water.

Er'an whimpered a few times in gratitude and drank it all, his thin voice rose and fell. Seeing that he was drinking so eagerly and fearing that he would choke on the water, he had to pat Er'an's back lightly.

And just as he was turning the corner, a sharp and cold gaze came over without hesitation, and even El'an's dull brain nerves sounded a nervous alarm.

The two stopped chewing at the same time, and looked back neatly.

Rodrigo's unchanging gentlemanly smile appeared not far from them, and the students next to him wanted to whisper but were forced back by the royal guards behind.

"...It seems that His Royal Highness has returned to this restaurant to eat again." Al'an still had half a steamed bun wrapped in his hand, struggling to eat or put it away.

"The ghosts linger." Phini's face darkened.Put a bowl of potato salad heavily on the table.

"Are the potatoes delicious?" Rodrigue walked up to the two of them and raised his eyebrows.

Er'an looked at his eyebrows, wondering why His Royal Highness's eyebrows can be raised so... joyful every time?

Finney smiled heartily: "It was delicious before you came."

Rodrigue remained motionless: "Then let's eat something else."

Al'an couldn't speak, so he had to look up and down the subtle emotional changes between the two.

Rodrigue glanced at him nonchalantly.

"..." Elian knew that he was stupid, but he was not so stupid that he didn't understand what Rodrigue's sharp eyes meant. He tugged on Finni's sleeve and said, "Fini, that, I, I plan to Go out for a walk..."

"Let's go together." Fini frowned, turned around and walked out without saying a word.

"Ah?" Al'an froze for a moment, and said quickly