My Magic Age

The students at the table listened quietly to Dean Freeman's speech on the stage. Mr. Freeman introduced all the magic instructors on the stage one by one. He summarized the characteristics and preferences of the magic instructors in concise words.

This is how he described Mrs. Dickens, the tutor of magical herbalism: She loved plants and also liked to grow various magical herbs. She even moved her home into an ecological garden. If you are lucky enough to choose her herbalism course, I believe you Most of the course will be spent in the medicine garden, and you may be able to grow some interesting magical plants yourself.

Melville’s description of the magic rune instructor is: Sometimes you have to face those unfamiliar and difficult runes, because this is the most basic knowledge that a magician needs to master, and these unfamiliar and difficult to understand Runes are like beautiful notes in his writing, and he can play the most beautiful melody between his fingers.

The description of the magic potion tutor Qige is: a genius scholar who is three points more beautiful than an elf. She has the most unique insights into the most elementary magic herbs. She created a new generation of magic ink preparation table. , she is known as the youngest magic star of the Royal Academy of Magic...

Even though there were all kinds of delicacies on our freshmen table, no one tasted them. Everyone listened attentively to the dean's speech. I have to say that the regulations and rules of the college that Mr. Freeman talked about were very important to us. It is still very helpful. At least it lets us know what kind of things we may do in the academy for which we may be punished.

Of course, some of the rules of the academy are very relaxed for those of us magicians who already have noble status. In the academy, everyone can fully enjoy freedom. It doesn’t matter even if you fail to pass some subjects, but if you want to graduate smoothly, Then you must complete enough credits within four years.

I sat quietly on the chair, holding the parchment given to me by Scholar Yerkes in my hand. It was densely filled with neat words and occasionally schematic diagrams. Every bit of this manuscript-like information was unique. , so it is even more precious.

A young girl with fair skin and some light pink freckles on her cheekbones sat opposite me. She kept looking at me curiously. She was reserved like a lady, but her eyes always drifted towards mine. A piece of parchment. She has long braids on her head and is wearing a milky white knowledge robe. This white magic robe seems to be very popular in the imperial capital. It is said that the knowledge robe can slightly increase the power of magic skills when casting spells, but the effect is average. .

Compared to this knowledge robe, or the Misori robe, I prefer the dedication robe. This robe can slightly increase the casting speed of magic below level one.

When I was choosing which magic robe to buy at the magic store, Noah told me: The physical defense and magic defense of the consecration robe are very poor, and it can only improve spell casting for magic below level one. The speed-to-benefit ratio is too small, far inferior to Misoli The magic cloak is practical, but the Kalemian robe is too expensive. For a new magician, he cannot feel the wonders of the Kalemian robe at all. Moraya often complained about herself before. Her Kalemian robe was not practical, so how could I follow her old path now?

So when Noah recommended the Misori magic coat in the magic store, I bought it without much hesitation. This light yellow robe felt very comfortable on my body, but I didn't expect to wear this in my freshman year. The students who planted cassocks did not even reach one-third of the number. At the opening ceremony, they frequently attracted the attention of some girls.

Now that I think about it, I can't help but feel a little emotional. A few days ago, I saw at the entrance of the Imperial Capital Junior Magic Academy that few of the magic apprentices in the academy were wearing consecrated robes. After all, this is the Imperial Capital. With many dignitaries gathered together, this small junior magic academy is a microcosm of the wealth of the imperial capital.

As for the magic crystals Noah gave me, that night, I knocked on the door of his dormitory and returned it directly to him. At first, he thought I would be strapped for money, but when he saw what I had in my pocket, it turned out that As he said, with a pocket full of magic crystals, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, pointed at me and said: "It turns out that what my father warned me is true. Real rich people generally like to hold their hands tightly." Pretending to be an ordinary person with a money bag, Jijia, you hide it too deeply!”

I explained to Noah that I lived in El City, a remote border town, and the best robes there were just knowledge robes, and even if you wanted to buy some high-end goods, you couldn't buy them.

I remember I also said something to Noah: "In our city of El, sometimes showing yourself to be rich is actually not a good thing..."

In fact, when I said this at the time, I was thinking of Count Zimmermann, the nobleman who owned the largest winery in the northern province of Sloit. In fact, he was buried in his own gold tomb. Perhaps If he had not owned such a large property, he might not have had to stay stubbornly in the manor, and he might have avoided the killing. But now almost everything he once owned was in vain, including his life.

To date, there are still nearly 60,000 barrels of golden cider stored in the underground caves of Xinliu Valley. It is a bit embarrassing to say that the main purpose of the golden cider in Zimmerman Manor is to exchange magic copper ore from the goblins. However, for every barrel of golden cider exchanged, I will buy the corresponding number from some small wineries in El City in the autumn and put them in the barrels piled up like a wall. The wines of these small wineries are not bad, but the difference is the corresponding years.

Every year, I exchange only a hundred barrels of golden cider with the goblins. If all the 60,000 barrels of wine in the underground cave are rotated, by the time I use the golden cider purchased from those small wineries to exchange for magic copper, perhaps these wines have become a century-old wine.

The purpose of doing this is actually to think that if one day in the future, An suddenly asks me about these 60,000 barrels of golden cider, maybe when he has enough power to protect himself, I should find an appropriate time to return all of these originally belonging to An to him. Now, these cellars of golden cider can bring me huge profits every year. Who would have thought that the goblins in the underground caves are actually addicted to alcohol.

Noah put one hand on my shoulder. He seemed to enjoy the eyes cast on him. Noah pursed his lips and whispered casually: "Maybe sometimes, having money is not necessarily a bad thing..."

I was a little amused and didn't have any words to defend myself. I think Noah has been struggling with this sentence these days.

The girl with light pink freckles on her face met my gaze. She had a pair of clear eyes as beautiful as the blue lake, and her skin was dazzlingly white, which made her lips redder and more charming. She looked over carefully with wide eyes like a curious Persian cat, but she was very wary of Noah and seemed unwilling to talk to him. It was not until Noah turned around and got together with Dennis that the girl smiled at me implicitly and asked, "What were you talking about just now? It seemed very interesting."

"Nothing, he was thinking that I was bragging about my good taste, but I don't think so!" I shrugged my shoulders. At this time, the magic instructor's self-introduction had come to an end, and the scene began to get out of control. The voices below were like a tide, surging to the stage in waves.

The dean coughed lightly, stretched out his hand and drew a short circle in the air with a short magic wand. The magic rune inside was so simple that it was hard to tell what it was. But suddenly a group of transparent big hands appeared in the air, and they clapped three times in a row. The clear and huge clapping sound alerted everyone in the field, and the students who were chatting also shut their mouths.

The girl smiled and asked me softly: "Hi, what's your name?"

Her voice was very soft and soft. If you didn't look at her mouth shape, it would be difficult to tell what she was saying.

"Ji Jia, what about you?" I asked her.

Finding that I was a little shy, she seemed very talkative and said directly and straightforwardly: "Shirley Newman, from Bena Province. Hi, hello, Jijia, what are you reading, is it a magic scroll?"

"It's a handwritten note, an introductory knowledge of magic geometry, which may be helpful for epigraphy!" I said. In order to let Shirley see more clearly, I pushed the empty plate on the table aside and unfolded the parchment completely, revealing the detailed text description inside. There were a few small graphics occasionally, which showed that the maker of this handwritten note was very meticulous, and every word was written meticulously.

Although the Yekis scholars were careless in life, they recorded the basic knowledge of epigraphy meticulously.

"My God, magic geometry, this subject is really difficult. I don't know how I passed the exam. Fortunately, the Royal School of Magic allows you to choose various subjects, so you don't have to learn this knowledge. I can finally be free." Xueli exaggeratedly frowned and complained, and she really refused to look at the scroll.

I just smiled and looked back at the parchment. I was not in the mood to chat. I thought that I should be able to move the last few magic runes of the "Elegant Wind" to the predetermined position tomorrow afternoon. It seems that if I make some small changes, I can try to complete the trial production of this magic pattern structure on some wind wolf leather.

In the past few days, I have drawn at least hundreds of magic scrolls of "Elegant Wind" in the magic laboratory of Yekis, the Magic Research Institute. I am almost sick of drawing this magic pattern array. I simply make the magic pattern array have some differences in structure from the previous one each time, which is also the only challenge.

Noah didn't seem to be very interested in the girl. He sat on the bench and whispered restlessly in Dennis' ear. Dennis' eyes were always on the food on the table and he kept swallowing his saliva. For a foodie like Dennis, the temptation of food was hard to resist. So when he listened to Noah's whispers, he was obviously absent-minded. He just responded to Noah intermittently. However, Noah was asking about the various elective courses. This was the biggest problem that all freshmen would face at present, and it was also what everyone was very concerned about. The students around them frequently joined in the conversation.

'Advanced Magic Runes' and 'Advanced Ancient Elven Language' are the most popular compulsory courses. 'Magic Potion' is also very popular because it is taught by the most famous beautiful teacher in the college. Compared with other courses, the number of applicants is much more scattered. Everyone has different ideas and slightly different learning methods.

The seniors did not have such a distressing thing as elective subjects. Obviously, they were unwilling to wait for the meal to start. They sat at the table and looked very relaxed, as if they were attending a party. Some people even picked up a cherry quickly and swallowed it quickly...

Some people would look at the freshman area from time to time, occasionally pointing their fingers at a beautiful girl, and winking at their companions. Some people held a thick magic book and buried their heads in front of the table to read it attentively, unwilling to miss a bit of precious time. Some people would also greet the service staff in the cafeteria quietly and ask for some strawberry jam or butter.

I saw Ivan and Jimmy at the adjacent table. They were not far from me. Jimmy had an emergency bandage on his head and was chatting with his friends. His smile was always sinister, with a fake smile on his face. Many people knew Ivan, and they all went over to say hello to him. It seemed that he was very prestigious among his classmates. When I looked at him, he looked back as if he had noticed something. At this moment, I had retracted my gaze and looked elsewhere. Then, I could feel the sharp eyes on my back like a knife.

Most of the senior students in the Royal School of Magic wore dark and expensive magic robes. There were dark green and black dark patterns on the Kalemian robes, and yellow and dark gold patterns on the Missoli robes. These exquisite magic robes cost more than a dozen magic crystals each. For ordinary magicians, the savings of one or two years may only be a few magic crystals. Looking at those seniors wearing expensive robes, some freshmen showed envy on their faces.

Compared to these seniors, the freshmen at my table were dressed much more simply, a little rustic, like a group of children from the countryside. Many of them wore robes of knowledge, and some wore robes of dedication like I did. However, at least one-third of the students also wore expensive robes. Obviously, these people came from wealthy aristocratic families. They were used to being pampered and their magic robes were also top-notch.

When a bunch of Chocobo leg meat was brushed with a layer of red barbecue sauce and rotated continuously on the grill, the skin was roasted crispy by the charcoal fire, and the golden oil flowed down and dripped on the red charcoal fire, bursting with sparks and "crackling" sounds.

Rather than saying that this was a school opening celebration, it would be more appropriate to say that it was a welcome dinner. However, this was also a rare time in the year for the college to pay for a sumptuous dinner for all the students in the school. The dinner was held in this cheerful atmosphere...