[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] Princess he doesn't want to marry

The light dissipated, Prince opened his eyes, and found himself in a simple bedroom again.The room has a table, stools and a bed to sleep on.

The only thing special is that there is a pink rose covered by a glass cover on the table.

The soft female voice sounded again.

"Congratulations, little Prince, you have passed the magic source purity test. Let's move on to the next test."

A golden light flashed in the room, and dense gold letters appeared on the white walls.Prince read it out.

"Puebla School of Magic School Regulations..."

"The second test is the memory test. To become an excellent magician, you must have a good memory to deal with complicated and jerky spells. Please memorize 180 Puebla spells before the rose petals fall. School rules."

The light of the small teleportation array on the table flashed, and two magic scrolls appeared on the table.

"The blue scroll on the left is food and water. If necessary, it can be taken out by injecting magic power. The brown scroll on the right is the recording scroll. After confirming that you have memorized it, you can inject magic power into the magic scroll. The scroll will start recording when it lights up slightly. I can't feel it. After the sound wave, the scroll will automatically match the accuracy, and those who memorized 2 or more school rules will fail the test. If you give up the assessment, you can directly tear up the brown magic scroll. I wish the little magicians a successful test."

As soon as the voice of the explanation disappeared, a petal of the rose flower in the glass cover fell.

The assessment items are different every year, and I didn't expect this year to be so special.

Prince jotted down the school rules while making complaints.

The person who came up with this test method is too bad. Now, I am afraid that all the freshmen know the school rules like the back of their hands.

After going through the school rules twice, Prince closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, then picked up the brown scroll and began to recite.

"The first rule of Puebla's school rules is that magic competitions are not allowed in non-magic arena areas..."

The 180 school rules are neither long nor short, but a little boring. After a while, Prince memorized them.

The brown magic scroll disappeared the moment Prince's last words fell, and the rose flower only dropped two petals at this time.

"Result of the second round of testing: Passed. Prince please rest in the room. The next round of assessment will start tomorrow. Assessment method: complete the task in a team."

Bookshelves suddenly appeared in the empty room, and magic learning scrolls were neatly placed on the bookshelves.

Ansair should have passed the exam, why don't you contact him.

As soon as he heard that he had passed the test, Prince thought of Ans Aire.

Just do what you think - the storage bracelet that was disabled during the exam has been unsealed, and the small teleportation array on the bracelet has also resumed the teleportation function.

He took out his quill from the bracelet, took out a clean sheet of paper, and began to write.

[To my dear Ansel:

I have passed the second round of assessment, and I am sure you have passed too!The next round of exams needs to be completed in a team. Although I know the chances are low, I still want to be with you.

Miss you Prince]

After writing the letter, he felt a little downhearted.Routinely touched his ears and shouted to Huohuo who was still sleeping, but didn't receive a response, so he picked up the magic learning scroll and started learning in boredom.

There is nothing profound on the scrolls, they are all talking about the principles of magic and some very basic second and third level magic, which Alfasha has already taught.

After a few glances, he only looked at the bracelet, tossing back and forth, but didn't see anything.

Isn't everyone's second round different? Why didn't Ansair return to him?

In this way, Prince did not receive a reply from Ansair until he woke up the next day.

In the senior conference room in Puebla, teachers are still observing the students taking the entrance test.

"Children nowadays, how come their memory has deteriorated so much!" Still a middle-aged man with a mustache, he tapped the table with his stick, annoyed.

Yukeno Shivanwa, who was wearing a small white dress, covered his mouth and smiled: "Mr. Belen, but you didn't recite the spell very well back then."

Beren Mobito glared at her and snorted.

"It's actually not bad. Many children passed the exam when the five petals fell." Another teacher was quite satisfied, "Old Beren, you did a good job on this question. I would like the buildings on the island to be destroyed again!"

Bei Lun's expression eased, he stroked his maroon moustache, nodded very usefully, and said: "Tomorrow's assessment will probably determine the candidates for Class A."

"Oh, I don't know if Sister Snow can be found." Mentioning the next task, Yukenuo was a little depressed, and the smile he had just hung disappeared from the corner of his mouth, "If it wasn't for maintaining the magic barrier during the assessment, I went to find my sister by myself."

Nolan glanced at Yukeno, lowered his head in thought, took out the magic book, and revised the team list for the third round.

On the other side, Tubote was still looking cheerfully at Ansair who was tossed by the vines.

The magic light of the small teleportation circle flashed, and Tuboot raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, he snatched the letter that had just arrived and hadn't landed yet.

"Let's see, what is this—" He sat lazily, picked up the paper with his hands, and read slowly.

"To my dear Ansair..."

As soon as he read a sentence, he sat up straight mentally, "Oh~ is this your lover? Is it Omega?"

"Give it back to me!" Sweat dripped down Ansair's black hair on the ground, he wiped his sweat, and a look of embarrassment flashed in his usually quiet black eyes.

Sharp wooden thorns suddenly appeared at Tubote's feet, the floor of the office cracked, and smoke enveloped the entire room.

In the mist, a huge red flower full of sharp teeth flew into the air, and the sharp thorns on the rhizome were instantly fired, all attacking the standing black shadow in the smoke.

The emerald green vines entangled tightly to suppress the poison vines attacking Ansair, and in the blink of an eye, they split into brand new vines and rolled towards Tuboot along the floor, trying to snatch back the white letter in his hand.

"Oh, are you angry?"

The smoke dissipated, and Tuboud stood unharmed on the broken floor. In front of him, a few leaves pinned the rolling vine to the ground.After thinking about it, he simply folded the letters and put them in his magic bracelet.

The smell of smoke and dust in the air is mixed with the smell of Alpha pheromone, and the sharp forest wind is mixed with the almost inaudible smell of roses.

Tubot frowned, and the smile disappeared for a moment, but returned to his face the next second.

"It really is an Omega." He sniffed, "Oh, I can't help being funny, the pheromones are all stimulated. Forget it, believe me and don't read it. But as the head teacher, I want to warn you in advance that falling in love is fine, But you can't delay improving your strength, you stay here for training, and when you come out, I will return the letter to you."

He shook his head and walked out through the cracked wall.With a wave of his hand, the whole building was entangled in thorns.

When the last bit of sunlight was about to be covered by thorns, he stretched out his head and added with a smile: "I've also banned the teleportation array, and you can't send anything from your bracelet. Let's talk slowly after something happens! "

Turning around, he immediately drew a magic circle on the thorns.In this way, unless it is outside the environment, it can only be isolated from the world and cannot get in touch with the outside world.

Looking up at Lie Yang, the smile gradually disappeared from Tuboot's face, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

Alpha, Omega... This world where humans have pheromones is disgusting.

Dear little Floy, I hope you will forgive me for my treatment of your adopted son.

The wind blew away the remaining pheromones on his body, and he lazily walked towards the principal's office.