Listening to the sound, it looks a little old, so the person who came should be older.

Everyone looked at the door and found a kind-hearted old man with white hair entering the classroom at some point, and stood behind Roreg, watching him writing hard and recording the list and amount of bets.

"That..., can I also place bets?" the old man asked in a low voice, "I think that guy with a nightcap will win. I don't have any gold coins on me. I will just treat this magic level 5 magic crystal as a gambling money."

The old man said with a smile, and took out a dark piece of magic crystal from his arms, reflecting dazzling light from his edges and corners.

A level five magic crystal? It can only be hunted by killing a monster equivalent to a great magician.

Great Magician, it is hard to match the students present, who are basically in magic apprenticeships. There are four levels of gaps between magic apprenticeships and great magicians. If they want them to step forward, they can easily press into a cake and stick it on the ground with a little finger.

"Bang bang!" "Bang!"

Suddenly, a sound of tables and chairs clinking sounds. Sitting at the end of the classroom, a boy who had originally looked arrogant and looked down on everything stood up in panic.

He first bowed respectfully and humbly to the old man, and then said softly in an almost flattering voice: "Dear Professor Hall, I am Wright. Please forgive our ignorance and scattering, and for our failure to welcome your arrival..."

He bent down, and even after he finished speaking, he still did not stand up, as if waiting for the forgiveness of Old Hall, whom he called the professor.

"Oh hehe, it turns out to be a kid Hall. I heard that you have already advanced to a junior magician before? Not bad, I can compete with this kid, but you are still a little bit short of it. His magic potential has reached a high-level magician at this stage, so you have to work harder." The old man said indifferently and casually.

Everyone had no time to attack Wright, who was not sociable, and had to take the opportunity to belittle their guy to fight. The old man's words shocked those who didn't see Duke's assessment yesterday.

"Crack!" As if the sound of glass was broken, the smoke man Roreg only felt that the sky seemed to collapse. He didn't think Duke was so powerful, but he was just feeling distressed: "Gold coins, you have to pay a lot of gold coins, but fortunately, for the old guy's level 5 magic crystal was not recorded, otherwise he would have to die."

"No wonder I dare to challenge the inheritor of the White Angel directly. It turns out that he is so powerful. This... I can't believe that he is already a junior mage, as powerful as I am still a level nine apprentice." Douglas grinned and some people call junior mages a junior mage.

"So strong!" Stoneman Vicci said in surprise. At this moment, the temperature around his body suddenly rose several degrees.

"Haha..." The Taurus laughed, "Mr. Bazart likes to watch the fun, do it, get it done quickly!"

The elf Niya, who was waving the slender magic wand, was wandering around with joy, "I didn't expect that the handsome brother was so powerful. Brother, you must protect your little sister Niya in the future. Please, I will bring you all kinds of unexpected surprises."

“…”

“…”

Duke stroked his forehead and felt a little too big. He could ignore what others saw him or thought about him, or whether he was in the opposite direction of everyone. But the feeling of being plotted against by the old man for no reason was still not good.

He had reason to believe that the old man named Hall probably said so 100%. One was to destroy Roreg's handicap, and the other was to use himself to attack the somewhat arrogant Wright.

It seems unintentional, but it does have that effect.

Duke glanced at Hall and turned back to his seat. But when he glanced at Wright, a resentful look made his heart tighten.

‘Oh, it’s all this old man who caused the trouble. When his strength comes, he must beat him up, otherwise he will be so angry.’ Duke was planning in his heart.

Hall had no idea that Duke had written his name on the book that he would beat, but even if Hall knew, he would not be surprised. For Duke, whose surname was Daniel, this was almost inevitable. Perhaps, he was more looking forward to the arrival of that day earlier at this time.

Seeing Duke return to his seat, Ritchie knew that this one would not be able to hit at least for the time being. He opened his mouth to say something, but finally stopped.

His expression also made Dios stunned. He had never seen Ricci have such a good talk. Could it be that Professor Hall who came in had a deterrent effect? ​​It was impossible! This guy was never afraid of heaven and earth. Even if his father came, he would have to fight. What was the purpose of? Dios grabbed his hair and was struggling.

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Before class, Roreg stood up and said loudly: "Don't worry, since I opened the market, I won't do that rogue thing. Wait for me to ask Ricci to see if he will continue to fight with this person..., uh, the Nighthat Brothers continue to fight. If it continues, then the market will still be effective. Could it be that two genius level ninth-level apprentices cannot defeat a junior mage? At least Ben Roreg doesn't believe it. You have to know that the Angel Heirloom is not an ordinary magician!"

Roreg said loudly in a very infectious voice. He did express the thoughts of many people. After all, the guy wearing a nightcap looked so ordinary that he couldn't find it if he threw it into the crowd. He always looked like he had never woken up, and he didn't look like a master at first glance.

Of course, the most important thing now is that Roreg wants others to believe that the angel combination will win. If he can continue to increase his gambling funds, it is best to exceed 100 gold coins of the elf Niyana, so that if Duke wins, he will have income. But things went against his wishes. Others turned to buy Duke with the previous two or three times the gold coins.

"Just kidding, Professor Hall has won the nightcap man. No matter how much you brag about the angel combination, can they still change the ending?"

"That's right, I didn't expect that your stomach was so bad. But I don't care. Anyway, you have to accept my raise, otherwise the public will be angry."

Anyway, the class has not started yet, and others have repeatedly clamored to let Roreg, who is crying and crying, add some new records again.

Finally, the second lesson arrived in Roreg's infinite expectation.

...

"Ahem, calm down!" Hall pressed his hands in front of the stage and signaled everyone to be quiet, "My name is Hall. You can call me Professor Hall, or call me Old Man Hall, or call me Old Man directly."

"I am now a junior wizard. In the next month, I will teach you about the magic of electricity."

"Maybe some of you may wonder why, when I, a bad old man, talked about magic knowledge, there were some classmates in the classroom who should be majoring in warrior skills. Don't worry, let's talk about it one by one..."

Good Academy is roughly divided into three types of students recruited: magicians, berserkers, and demon hunters.

Magicians account for a large proportion of all students. They are all magical geniuses. No matter the teenagers of that race, they can get the most systematic and suitable magic skills to learn in Good Academy, and even have the personal guidance of the supreme powerhouses of their own clan.

At the beginning, berserks were just a type of warrior, but because most warriors finally chose to use secret techniques to mad themselves, and in order to improve their strength, they were gradually called berserks.

The existence of the demon hunter is very long. Many people have different opinions on its formation. The most acceptable thing is that its predecessor was those hunters who specialize in hunting monsters. Due to their own strength, they finally formed a unique lineage. People of this type mainly focus on powerful long-range damage, either supplemented by bows and arrows, throwing weapons, or magic shells. Basically, they are all humans, after all, other races are also war beasts.

"Maybe some of you students know from your brothers and sisters that in order to apply what you have learned and quickly turn your knowledge into your own part, the college will arrange for everyone to go out for trials in the form of a team. At that time, every type of student in a team will have it, and the benefits of studying together will be better reflected at that time. You will know what skills your partners will have and what level they can do, so that they can give their backs to their companions more confidently."

"I hope everyone can trust and respect each other. Just like when they first entered the classroom door, everyone could get together well. This is a very good start, no matter how this start was formed."

"Okay, I won't talk about it. Now, let's talk about how Hall's magic formula explains electric magic..."

After Old Hall talked a lot of hypnotic words, he finally began to explain the electrical magic he was best at. From the name of the Hall formula, it can be seen that this magic formula was from whom.

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...

Just as everyone began to listen carefully, in the true sense, on the top floor of the tallest tower in the center of Good Academy, an old man with a wrinkled face as orange peel, looked kindly at the dozen young men standing in line at his desk, among which Miles was standing.

Not far away, some peers who were about the same age as the old man sat around a coffee table. They were either big, thin, elves with sharp ears, majestic magic dragons... and so on. But no matter what race they were, the aura they emitted made the standing young people silent. Even if Professor Hall, who was teaching Duke and others, came here, he could only stand.

Because this group of existences is the top group on the Galgalon Continent, their lowest level is also the peak titled magician. A junior magician does not have much presence here.
Chapter completed!