The days of learning black magic in another world

Walking back to Xingxi Academy from the church in Xiaohe Town in the dark, Riemann and his group went to hand in the task, assigned credits and contribution points, and went back to sleep.

The next day, Riemann was woken up by the screaming chicken-like schedule as usual.

Calmly, he crumpled up the screaming parchment, threw it into the trash can, and waited for it to crawl out at night.

I have history class today.

Thinking of this, Riemann, who was brushing his teeth, felt a little sluggish for a moment.

This may be the most strenuous subject he has learned so far. Unlike most of his classmates, not only does he not have faith, but he crosses halfway, and the original body has never been to school, and there is nothing to remember in his memory. For him to understand the content of the history of the Holy See.

In other words, for this class, other people are just "reviewing", and the pace of the teacher's class is also "reviewing", and he is the only one who is learning from scratch.

He can't show it yet.

Even sadder.

Glumly, he walked into the building of the Department of Magic. Because he was in a normal mood, Riemann didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment-there was nothing to pay attention to inside the academy.

And just as he was walking dully, a figure suddenly appeared on his way forward.

"Hello! Student Riemann!"

Riemann raised his head blankly - a boy with a dark complexion and a smile as bright as the sun was standing in front of him.

Riemann remembered him, the young man who was sent to the magic department because of his high talent in fire magic - he was also a poor man.

"Hello?"

"Ah! Forgot to introduce myself, I'm Ted Padridge, from a small country across the Lizzie River, you may not have heard of..."

"Hello, Ted." Riemann adjusted his expression and smiled at him, "You are looking for me... What's the matter?"

Riemann thought strangely—he couldn't be the one who asked him to go to and from school together...?

The boy named Ted scratched his head embarrassingly: "That...may be a bit abrupt, but I want to ask, can you teach me how to feel the light element..."

After he finished speaking, his whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, and Riemann could almost see a pile of concrete black mist behind him.

A week has passed, although no one has both "felt the light element" and "successfully learned the formal magic" like Riemann, (although in fact it should not feel the light element at all but forcibly cracked the magic...) But most people still made some progress, at least they could barely feel the existence of the so-called "light element", although it was just there, not to mention being used by them, not even moved by any summons.

This is the progress of most people, except for this unlucky guy in front of him.

Riemann can barely remember the scene of the test on the day of admission. If he remembers correctly, when this young man with an excellent affinity for the fire element touched the first white ball, the light was so dark that he could barely see it in the daytime...

That is to say, for the light element, this young man belongs to the existence of cats and dogs. Riemann thought about it for a while, and felt that he was probably no different from his feeling in class, that is-what light element, completely felt not!

Thinking of this, Riemann glanced at him sympathetically.

The boy named Ted was shrouded in melancholy, which didn't match his sunny and healthy complexion and appearance. He sighed: "Actually, I don't want to be so presumptuous to ask you, but I really... I can't feel it, I tried to find other students to learn from the experience, but even if I did what they said, I still can't feel the existence of any light element..."

"I was almost desperate... Then I suddenly thought of you, student Riemann! I think, you have felt the light element so quickly, maybe you can give a different experience from other students?"

Riemann sighed deeply in his heart——

Classmate, you really overestimated me.

But he couldn't say that he had to maintain his image as a master of the divine art department.

But what experience can he give...

Riemann started having stomach pains again.

He smiled slightly at Ted Boy: "Let's talk while walking? After all, class is about to start."

Riemann actually did not give any promise to share experience, but Ted Padrige suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, his whole face was full of joy, and he nodded heavily: "Okay! Yes! It's time to start class , can't be late!"

Riemann spoke while walking, and finally hesitated to say: "Actually, I think you should have better options for seeking help than me."

Ted's head drooped again: "Actually, I've already asked all the people in the class... I came to find you, classmate Riemann."

"No, I'm not talking about this batch of freshmen."

"Actually, since the principal said when he assigned you to the magic arts department that students with high talents in a certain department can learn magic arts by analogy, then this means that you are not the first case, doesn't it? It must have happened before you." After this way of handling... the principal chose to assign you to the magic department, so instead of asking me how to feel the light element, I think it might be more effective to ask the predecessors who are in the same situation as you, after all ...I'll be honest, I don't think I can give you any useful answers, because to me, the Light Element is just there."

This is a very simple truth. Riemann estimated that the other party was also tortured and fainted, so he didn't expect him to wake up.

The boy named Ted clapped his hands suddenly: "That's right! You're right! Why didn't I think of that? I should ask those seniors who were also exceptionally admitted to the Magic Department!"

Riemann glanced at the time: "There is still half an hour before class, do you want to go now? If you don't mind, I can go with you."

To be honest, he was also very interested in the final situation of people like Ted who were sent to the magic department because of their high talents in other departments. Anyway, he was just planning to take some time to write a thesis before class.

"That's really great! Thank you so much, student Riemann, you are so kind, oh I think I understand why God favors you!"

Riemann: ...you don't need to add thank you to the last sentence.

They were supposed to turn into their classrooms on the second floor, but now they changed their minds and destinations and continued upstairs.

Riemann glanced at the schedule of the whole department, and wrote it down. At this time, the third-year students of the magic department should be waiting in their classrooms for class.

Arriving on the fourth floor, in front of the classroom of the third-year magic arts students, Riemann knocked politely on the open door, and everyone in the classroom immediately turned their attention to the two strange outsiders.

Riemann looked around, and smiled gently at a shy girl at the table at the door who seemed to be more talkative: "Hello, we are freshmen in this year, it's like this, the classmate next to me is because of the fire. The element affinity is relatively high, so he was exceptionally admitted to the magic department, but he has been very distressed these two days because he has not made good progress in sensing light elements."

"So, we would like to ask, are there any students in your class who entered the Divine Art Department for the same reason? This classmate of mine urgently needs some senior experience."

"Ah! Of course there are, and they are very outstanding people." After listening to Riemann's words, the girl's sense of embarrassment disappeared, and she began to answer Riemann's questions seriously.

She looked around behind her: "Ah... she doesn't seem to come yet, but she is a very kind lady, if she can help the freshman, she will be very happy, so you can come later Come find her."

"Murphy Li has long red hair, which is easy to recognize."

Riemann smiled: "Thank you, then we will come back after class."

When they left, Ted's footsteps were significantly lighter. After learning that there was someone in the same situation as him, and the other party was obviously an excellent student. Although he hadn't asked what to do specifically, the boulder in his heart had obviously gone. in half.

When they were going downstairs, they ran into a gloomy and indifferent young man. Considering that the other person was walking up, it should be their senior, so the two of them avoided sideways.

Unexpectedly, they avoided them intentionally, so the gloomy boy raised his eyelids and looked at them a few more times, then suddenly showed a sarcastic and mean smile.

"Are you the lucky one this year?"

Riemann froze for a moment.

"I would like to advise you, don't believe in the nonsense that other elements with high affinity can also draw inferences about magic, focus on studying classics and graduate, otherwise you will wait to stay in school for another year and be treated as a laughing stock .”

Riemann originally thought that the phrase "lucky guy" was coming towards him, but as soon as the boy said the next thing, he realized that the other party didn't seem to notice who he was, and the "lucky guy" in his mouth referred to Ted .

Ted's face turned pale: "Yes, but we just went to ask, and the senior named Murphy Li did it brilliantly..."

The boy let out an "oh", and his expression became even more yin and yang: "Are you quite conscious of self-help? But I can tell you, that guy Murphy Li is an exception of the exceptional species. It's just a lucky guy. Other than her, like You, or rather, students like me who were "exceptionally" admitted into the magic department, none of them graduated by becoming a full-fledged priest."

He raised his head and looked: "You guys came down from the third grade classroom? Heck, no wonder, those guys have only seen Murphy Li, and of course there are some unrealistic misunderstandings in their minds, and they probably thought that this kind of student with an unusual income It has an advantage in learning divine arts."

Ted's face turned pale again, but he still looked hesitant and struggling. He obviously didn't know where to believe, and he even had some hope—what if?What if I would be like Murphy Li instead of...

After the gloomy boy finished speaking, he drooped his eyelids and prepared to leave.

Riemann glanced at Ted's incomparably complicated expression but apparently hope had gained the upper hand, and shouted to stop him: "Please wait a moment, senior."

"What's wrong?" The other party asked impatiently, but stopped.

"I have a small question, I hope you can answer it for us."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"That's it. I want to ask, when you took the element affinity test, how much did the first light ball, which is the crystal ball that symbolizes the affinity of the light element, light up?"

"Miss Murphy, how many times have you lit up?"

Although he didn't say it directly, the hidden meaning in his words was already very clear.

Ted's originally struggling face paled instantly, even in a trance.

But the young man looked at Riemann thoughtfully, and smiled playfully: "Of course, I'm still willing to answer this simple question for you."

"When I was taking the test, the white ball was almost not lit up, and another student who entered the Xingxi Academy in the same batch as me was exceptionally selected into the Department of Divine Art, and it didn't light up either."

"As for Murphy Li, I have also heard about the scene when she entered school. There are three relatively bright crystal balls, the light element, the wood element and the fire element. The wood element is brighter than the light element ball, but the fire element is too bright. Bright, so she was assigned to the magic department."

His words were like a final sentence for Ted Padridge.

After he finished speaking, he left, and Ted fell into the initial listless state.

Riemann walked downstairs silently with him.

When he was about to reach the corner of the second floor, Riemann suddenly said: "Actually, you don't have to be so sad. If you don't want to graduate by studying classics, you can tell the principal that I want to go to the fire department. Academy, look, your fire element affinity is so high, you must be able to become a fire mage soon."

Riemann guessed that since Xingxi College has spent so much effort to create a state of "extraordinary admissions", they just don't want to make things clear. , and choose to go to another department, how will Xingxi Academy deal with it?Reject directly?Or find another reason?he is curious...

But when he looked up, he saw Ted looking at him in horror: "You, why do you think so? This, how could this be a better choice? Even if you can't become a formal priest! Even if you can only rely on grinding Graduating from classics and becoming an ordinary priest is definitely much better than going to other departments to become a magician! Oh my god, Riemann, you must not have woken up, don’t worry, I didn’t hear anything!”

Oh, I almost forgot, Riemann put on a blank face: he is the only one who thinks that there is no difference between the departments of this college.

That's right, the senior just now was depressed and depressed like that, and he clung to the magic department and didn't think about other paths at all.

It's he who thinks too much.