Who made you not earnestly create the world!

The gentle young man in the light blue robe asked: "I just happen to have a little research on the history of magic development, can you allow me to explain it to you?"

The blond boy shook his head and said, "I'm just looking for entertainment, so don't bother the teacher to waste time for me."

"No, I'm very happy!" Seeing the vigilance and suspicion on the face of the blond boy, the young man in the light blue robe tried his best to suppress the eagerness that just surged up, and said gently: "I have been studying the development of magic recently. History, it’s rare to see someone who is as willing to learn about the history of magic as I am, it’s unavoidable to be a little excited, if I accidentally scare you, I’m very sorry.”

"No, it's nothing." The blond boy hugged the book in his arms and said indifferently, "I'll take my leave first, goodbye."

"I am the magic instructor of the Ministry of Magic. My name is Cecil, Cecil Winters." The young man in the light blue robe stopped in front of the blond boy, looking at the blond boy with burning eyes, "What about you?"

"Yalpheus Fidel, a first-year student in the Alchemy Department." The blond boy's face was slightly annoyed, "Mr. Winters, please get out of the way!"

The young man in the light blue robe pursed his lips, then turned to let the blond boy pass, and said in a low voice: "If you want, please come and play with me anytime, I... am quite free."

The blond boy looked at him with crazy eyes, then walked away quickly.

The young man in the light blue robe watched the blond boy walking away quickly, and he murmured in pain, "Which one is you, Father God..."

After walking away, the blond boy's face returned to his usual indifference. After completing the borrowing procedures with the librarian, he left the library and returned to the dormitory.

The dormitory was rarely quiet, only Heyman was meditating on the sofa in the living room.

Hearing the movement, Heiman opened his eyes and came out of meditation, and was surprised when he saw the blond boy: "Why did you come back so early today?"

Throwing the book aside, the blond boy sat on the sofa opposite Heyman: "Suddenly I didn't want to stay in the library, so I brought the book back to read. Where are Asa and Jacob?"

"They went out to play with their classmates."

The blond boy lowered his eyes slightly, and asked casually, "By the way, do you know a magic teacher named Cecil Winters?"

"Of course I know!" Heyman's voice suddenly rose, his eyes glowed excitedly: "Mr. Winters is the most popular magic instructor in the entire academy! He is not only gentle and kind, wise and knowledgeable, but more importantly, he is also a An [-]th-level wind mage! [-]th-level! Almost a magic saint!"

The blond boy was thoughtful: "Is he popular?"

"Of course, regardless of Mentor Winters' powerful strength, he is still a wise scholar. Even the headmaster said that he is not as good as him in the study of magic. And Mentor Winters is not only good at magic, but also in swordsmanship. Proficient in all! I heard that there was a seventh-level swordsman who challenged Instructor Winters, but Instructor Winters defeated the swordsman with swordsmanship instead of magic! Not only swordsmanship, Instructor Winters is proficient in all martial arts, He was even invited to be a mentor in the Martial Arts Department for a year! Ahhh! Yael, do you understand my admiration for Mentor Winters? Mentor Winters is so perfect and powerful..."

Seeing Heyman boasting about his mentor Winters with an adoring face, the blond boy was speechless.

Any mage with a little bit of strength is the object of Heyman's admiration. Since the beginning of school, the blond boy has gotten used to Heyman's chatter from time to time, so he took the book aside and read it as usual.

However, the blond boy read the book for a long time, but never turned a page.

After class the next day, the blond boy went to the library as usual.

The blond boy sat at the table by the window and slowly flipped through the books. The warm sunlight flooded his whole body, making the blond boy feel lazy.

He yawned a little, and the blond boy sitting lazily on the chair casually turned a page of the book.Suddenly, the chair opposite the table was pulled away, and the blond boy looked up, and it was indeed the young man in the light blue robe.

The blond boy adjusted his posture, sat upright and nodded to the young man in the light blue robe: "Mr. Winters, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, classmate Yarfes." The young man in the light blue robe smiled gently, "You can call me Cecil, do you mind if I call you 'Jaer'?"

"Please feel free." The blond boy said coldly.

The scene suddenly fell silent. A mage named Cecil sat opposite the blond boy. He stacked several books on the table, spread out a book, and began to copy something in his notebook.

If Cecil hadn't been stealthily peeking at himself while copying, the blond boy would still be able to sit peacefully and continue reading.

After closing the book, the blond boy stood up holding the book.

Cecil asked: "Why don't you continue watching? Did I disturb you?"

"Are you so familiar with everyone?" The tone of the blond boy was really cold this time, he looked coldly at the young man in the light blue robe, "Mr. Winters, goodbye. "

Then, the blond boy left without looking back.

Returning to the dormitory with several books, the blond boy was already mentally prepared to put his reading place in the dormitory.

But when the three boys came back in the evening, Asa rushed forward and asked, "Yal Yar, I heard that you had a quarrel with Mentor Winters today, is it true?!"

The blond boy flicked the book for a moment, then said calmly: "Do you think I would do such vulgar things as quarreling with others?"

Asamer, of course not, Yael, you only need to use the contemptuous eyes and contemptuous look you usually give me to others, and you can kill your anger, so there is no need to quarrel.

Heyman asked curiously: "How did you know Mentor Winters, Yael? Didn't you ask me about him yesterday?"

Jager stepped forward and patted the blond boy on the shoulder, and said pitifully: "Many senior students in our martial arts department are admirers of Mentor Winters, so be careful when you are outside the academy, there are already seniors I'm going to beat you up. Um... Maybe, maybe, probably, the college is not very safe... In short, you should stay with us more these days, and see if I can plead for you and save you from suffering. Two punches."

The blond boy continued to look at the book expressionlessly, but the fingers holding the book were already turning white.

...Give me back my days of peace and leisure, Cecil Winters!

--the next day

"Please don't be polite." The gentle young man in the light blue robe said to Asa and Heyman, "It's just some snacks. If you like it, you can pack some back. I still have a lot here."

The table is full of desserts and candies, including cookies with rich milk flavor, crisp biscuits with jam, soft bread topped with sweet jam, colorful candies, fruit plates with various fruits, and The exquisite tea utensils, the teacups painted with the scenes described in the scriptures are filled with mellow black tea at a moderate temperature, and there are even sugar bowls and creamer on the table because the guests are being entertained.

It can be said that these snacks on the table can only be enjoyed by the royal family, nobles and archbishops, and they are not affordable every day.With so many luxurious and exquisite foods, the price of a random biscuit in it is the daily salary of an ordinary commoner, not to mention the pot of tea, which is so good that even the king would not be willing to take it out to entertain guests.

Asa and Heyman looked at each other in blank dismay. In such a big battle, no matter how sweet and tempting the sweets and snacks on the table were, they would not dare to speak.

As soon as they finished class, they were told by the senior seniors that Instructor Winters asked them to go to his office. After they knocked on the door of the office tremblingly thinking it was because of Jarre, Instructor Winters not only did not have the slightest Angry, but with a smile on his face, he set up such a large table of extravagant snacks.

Confused, Asa and Heyman became even more wary of Mentor Winters.

Seeing that Asa and Heyman didn't do anything for a long time, the young man in the light blue robe was a little puzzled, and soon thought of something and laughed: "Please don't worry, I just invited you here to ask you some questions. "

Asaha Hyman became nervous, and Asa asked, "Yes, is it about Yael?"

"Yes." The young man in the light blue robe took a sip from his teacup, then smiled gently at the two teenagers, and said in a gentle voice: "Please drink a cup of tea and relax, you are too nervous."

Asa and Heyman picked up the teacup and took a sip carefully, but after the mellow and silky tea slipped into their throats, they couldn't help but pour down the whole cup of tea in succession.

Cecil asked with a smile, "Is it good?" Then he picked up the teapot and refilled their cups.

Asa and Hyman were flattered and thanked them repeatedly.

Seeing that the two teenagers were as difficult to attack as frightened hedgehogs, Cecil was a little bit dumbfounded: "Why are you so nervous? Although I'm not as cute as gold coins, I won't be treated the same as monsters, right?"

Asa and Heyman glanced at each other, Asa looked carefully at the young man in the light blue robe and said, "Uh, we heard that Yael accidentally offended you in the library yesterday afternoon..."

Heyman also held his breath and looked nervously at the expression of the young man in the light blue robe.

"...offended?" Cecil was a little puzzled, "Year and I did meet in the library yesterday, but there is no offense."

Asa and Heyman breathed a sigh of relief, and Asa thought about it and said, "That's right, we heard from our classmates yesterday..."

After hearing Asa's explanation, Cecil was helpless and funny: "Could it be that I am a narrow-minded person in your hearts?"

"Of course not!" Asa scratched his face in embarrassment, but with Yaer's poisonous tongue skills, no matter how powerful the man was, he could be pissed off by Yaer's words.

Heyman also said in a low voice: "Jarel has a rather cold personality and doesn't please everyone."

Cecil shook his head helplessly, then pushed the dessert plate on the table with a smile: "Since the misunderstanding is resolved, how about we talk while eating? The atmosphere is also more relaxed."

Asa and Heyman could no longer bear the temptation to start with the tempting candy on the table. The two teenagers ate the teacup in one hand and the snack in the other, until their faces swelled up.

Cecil held the teacup with a smile and watched the two teenagers devouring it, drinking tea from time to time.

After the eating speed of the two teenagers slowed down, Cecil put down his teacup and asked casually: "Speaking of which, it seems that you and Yalfis knew each other before coming to the academy, didn't you?"

Asa nodded: "Yes."

"Can you tell me how you two met?" Cecil asked with a gentle smile.

"I just met him when we came to the academy together." Asa's mouth was full of crumbs, and his mouth was full of vague answers.

Heyman eats more than Asa, at least he knows how to swallow the food in his mouth before he can answer clearly: "I met Yael, Asa, and Yager on the boat that came to College Island."

Cecil lowered his eyes slightly, he seemed to ponder for a moment, and then continued to smile: "But you have only known each other and lived together not long ago, so you must have a good relationship."

Hearing this, Hyman immediately smiled brightly: "Yes, Asa, Yager, and Yael are all very good people, and I always feel happy when I'm with them."

Hearing Heyman's words, Asa blushed slightly: "Well, it's nothing. We all come to the academy and are at the same age in the academy. Isn't it normal to get along well?"

"Then you know, did Yael mention his past?"

"What happened before?" Asa and Heyman looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Cecil said: "Like family background, or some strange past mentioned with me."

Asa and Hyman shook their heads blankly.

"...I see." Cecil murmured softly, then raised his eyes and smiled at them: "Speaking of which, is there anything you want to know about magic? If you want, can I explain it to you?"

Asa and Hyman's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Cecil nodded with a smile