Descendants of the gods
Chapter 55
It's magic!
Someone realized that this was the magic cast by Clement!
However, none of them felt the flow of the elements, nor did they see any spellcasting action by Clement!
This can only show that Clement's skill level has reached the pinnacle, and he is completely seated to the point where he can move freely.
"As expected of a rare talent in a millennium, he is only so old that he can do this..."
The students immediately changed their tone.
The professor came through the crowd.He glanced at Clement and then at the terrified man who was crying with tears and snot all over his face.
The professor casts a few spells, but the man is still dancing.
"Professor! Help me!" the man screamed. "Stop me!"
Seeing that his magic didn't work, the professor turned to look at Clement, "Student Hans, can you stop your magic?"
Clementine nodded, and the man suddenly collapsed to the ground like a dead dog.
The student gasped for breath and complained to the professor, "Professor, he attacked me with magic!"
The professor glanced at him indifferently, "I saw and heard clearly from above, Mr. Jess, after the confrontation, you still expressed your intention to attack Mr. Hans and put it into action. This You deserve it."
Jess screamed with a broken face, "No! Professor! You don't understand what he did to me! I just said a few words, so I won't be attacked by illusion!"
The professor didn't speak for a while, just because he didn't feel the flow of any elements when Clement shot, so he didn't know whether Clement used illusion.
"I just let you dance as punishment for attacking me suddenly. As for the illusion, are you sure you didn't see the hallucination because of fright?" Clement said innocently.
The professor immediately said, "Mr. Jess, please don't slander your classmates at will."
"No, professor, I didn't..." Jace wanted to argue, but the professor didn't let him continue.
"Okay, Mr. Jess, if you continue your remarks, then I can only consider dissuading you."
Jess shut his mouth immediately, and he looked at Clement again, his eyes were full of resentment and fear.
He didn't resent his inferior skills, but resented why the professor was on Clement's side.
And the fear is naturally the fear of Clement's ability.
Clement looked at him with a sarcasm on his lips.
"Okay, everyone stand in two files now. Follow me."
Clement glanced at Jess contemptuously, and left behind the professor.
This glance made Jess hate and fear even more.
It is precisely because he knows the gap between the two that he feels fear.
After leaving the teleportation array, the professor announced that the day's teaching activities were over, and then left.
As soon as the professor left, Clement was surrounded by students.
They chattered to express their admiration to Clement, or asked about the magic just now...
Jace was pushed aside.
Adolphus gave Jace a warning look, then stood quietly and waited.
Jess felt unwilling, but could only turn around and leave.
After Clement managed to send the group away, he saw Adolphus standing quietly and waiting.
Clement walked over and grabbed Adolphus' wrist, leading him into the air.
Adolphus hugged Clement's neck subconsciously, and retracted his whole body into Clement's arms.
The two landed at the door of the restaurant.
This distinctive way of appearance has attracted countless attentions for them.
Afterwards, Clement dropped his deliberately low profile.
No longer trying to hide himself, Clement became a man of the hour at Imperial Charles College almost instantly.
The second week also passed quickly. Due to Clement's talent, many old professors who rarely accepted students reappeared.Everyone hoped that the dog would take Clement back to the gate wall.
That day is coming soon.
The first-year students came to the auditorium led by the professor.
The senior students sat upstairs to watch the ceremony.
The professor's chair, which had been empty all year round, was now filled with sorcerers in blue robes.
They were all looking at Clement, who stood out from the crowd of first-year students in black robes in a gray robe.
They looked at Clement with admiration in their eyes.
They have never seen someone as perfect in appearance as Clement, and they have never seen the talent of becoming a gray-robed mage at Clement's age.
And they heard that Clement's level is actually not as simple as that of a gray-robed warlock, but because he has never surpassed the potential of a gray-robed warlock in the first grade, so Clement is temporarily allowed to be a gray-robed warlock.
Clement is expected to become a magician or even a magician. If he can be accepted as a disciple, then in the future...
The president of the student union stood in the middle of the podium and introduced the experienced blue-robed warlocks sitting in the teacher's seat, and at the same time announced their conditions for selecting apprentices.
Clement lowered his head and closed his eyes, only paying a little attention to listening.
He was looking for the mysterious feeling he encountered that day again.
In the past few days, he has been trying to re-enter that state, but every time he fails.
Clement was not discouraged, he was still pursuing this feeling.
On the podium, the president of the student union finally finished memorizing the lengthy speech. He clapped his hands and announced the official start of the ceremony.
Clement opened his eyes, and he could feel the professors staring at him.
The first thing is to choose disciples. The chairman of the student union walked to the professor's seat and took a stack of lists.
Then he began to read.
After reading the lists one by one, almost everyone looked at Clement.
Because Clement's name is on every list.
This is the first time such a thing has happened in the history of Charles Imperial College, which is enough to cause a sensation.
Clement is still very calm.
Next is the inquiry ceremony, asking the students whether they would like to become the professor's disciples.
For many years, the students of the Charles Empire believed that this was an unnecessary procedure, and it was not until today that it showed its usefulness.
It is impossible for Clement to worship so many teachers at the same time. At this time, his personal wishes are particularly important.
For some unknown reason, the president of the student union put Clement at the end.
Clement was called to the podium, and the president of the student union looked at him with a smile, "I know you, the latest man of the Charles Empire."
He smiled very politely, "So many professors want to accept you at the same time, you must be under a lot of pressure. But please relax, who to become a disciple depends on your own wishes."
Clementine nodded.
"So, tell me, what is your choice?" There seemed to be something extra in the smile of the student council president.
Clement said a name, a name that no one expected.
The president of the student union is also a person who has experienced storms, so he quickly recovered.
A warlock in a blue robe came directly from the teacher's seat. He wanted to grab Clement's shoulder, but Clement avoided him.
"Legmonds! He's not even a blue robe warlock! I've never heard of his name!" The blue robe warlock stared at Clement angrily, "He can't bring you anything , will only delay your future!"
Clement looked at him expressionlessly.
"That's enough, Jacob." Principal Angot stood up, "Don't forget, it mainly depends on the students' own wishes."
Jacob withdrew his hand sheepishly.
Principal Angert continued, "Legmonds, please stand up."
Legmons stepped out in a white robe.
Principal Angot asked very solemnly, "Mr. Hans wants to be your disciple, are you willing to accept him?"
Legmons and the expressionless Clement looked at each other expressionlessly.
After a long time, Legmons nodded.
"It's my honor." Legmons' voice trembled.
So things worked out perfectly.
Clement had a teacher, and Legmons, a white-robed sorcerer, had a gifted pupil.
This is simply a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, a big pie from the sky.
The blue-robed warlocks were all lamenting Clement's blindness and Legmons' good luck.
I don't know what ecstasy soup Legmons gave Clement, so that he would give up the powerful blue robe warlock and worship a white robe warlock as his teacher.
With this in mind, the blue-robed warlocks looked at Legmons with unfriendly eyes.
Clement and Legmons had returned to their seats and sat down.They are not the protagonists of this conference.
The step of accepting disciples is over, and the next step is to let the students who were not selected worship their mentors.
The process was lackluster and there wasn't much to say about it.
The meeting lasted until the evening.
Legmonds had only one disciple, Clement, and the two went to Legmonds' office together.
Clement picked some at random from Legmons's collection and brought them here.
This is also a common practice. New disciples who are admitted to the sect will receive some of the teacher's collection as a meeting gift.
Back in the dormitory, Danton didn't know where he had gone and hadn't come back yet.
Clement put the collection from Legmons on a more eye-catching shelf, and then applied a layer of protective magic.
Someone realized that this was the magic cast by Clement!
However, none of them felt the flow of the elements, nor did they see any spellcasting action by Clement!
This can only show that Clement's skill level has reached the pinnacle, and he is completely seated to the point where he can move freely.
"As expected of a rare talent in a millennium, he is only so old that he can do this..."
The students immediately changed their tone.
The professor came through the crowd.He glanced at Clement and then at the terrified man who was crying with tears and snot all over his face.
The professor casts a few spells, but the man is still dancing.
"Professor! Help me!" the man screamed. "Stop me!"
Seeing that his magic didn't work, the professor turned to look at Clement, "Student Hans, can you stop your magic?"
Clementine nodded, and the man suddenly collapsed to the ground like a dead dog.
The student gasped for breath and complained to the professor, "Professor, he attacked me with magic!"
The professor glanced at him indifferently, "I saw and heard clearly from above, Mr. Jess, after the confrontation, you still expressed your intention to attack Mr. Hans and put it into action. This You deserve it."
Jess screamed with a broken face, "No! Professor! You don't understand what he did to me! I just said a few words, so I won't be attacked by illusion!"
The professor didn't speak for a while, just because he didn't feel the flow of any elements when Clement shot, so he didn't know whether Clement used illusion.
"I just let you dance as punishment for attacking me suddenly. As for the illusion, are you sure you didn't see the hallucination because of fright?" Clement said innocently.
The professor immediately said, "Mr. Jess, please don't slander your classmates at will."
"No, professor, I didn't..." Jace wanted to argue, but the professor didn't let him continue.
"Okay, Mr. Jess, if you continue your remarks, then I can only consider dissuading you."
Jess shut his mouth immediately, and he looked at Clement again, his eyes were full of resentment and fear.
He didn't resent his inferior skills, but resented why the professor was on Clement's side.
And the fear is naturally the fear of Clement's ability.
Clement looked at him with a sarcasm on his lips.
"Okay, everyone stand in two files now. Follow me."
Clement glanced at Jess contemptuously, and left behind the professor.
This glance made Jess hate and fear even more.
It is precisely because he knows the gap between the two that he feels fear.
After leaving the teleportation array, the professor announced that the day's teaching activities were over, and then left.
As soon as the professor left, Clement was surrounded by students.
They chattered to express their admiration to Clement, or asked about the magic just now...
Jace was pushed aside.
Adolphus gave Jace a warning look, then stood quietly and waited.
Jess felt unwilling, but could only turn around and leave.
After Clement managed to send the group away, he saw Adolphus standing quietly and waiting.
Clement walked over and grabbed Adolphus' wrist, leading him into the air.
Adolphus hugged Clement's neck subconsciously, and retracted his whole body into Clement's arms.
The two landed at the door of the restaurant.
This distinctive way of appearance has attracted countless attentions for them.
Afterwards, Clement dropped his deliberately low profile.
No longer trying to hide himself, Clement became a man of the hour at Imperial Charles College almost instantly.
The second week also passed quickly. Due to Clement's talent, many old professors who rarely accepted students reappeared.Everyone hoped that the dog would take Clement back to the gate wall.
That day is coming soon.
The first-year students came to the auditorium led by the professor.
The senior students sat upstairs to watch the ceremony.
The professor's chair, which had been empty all year round, was now filled with sorcerers in blue robes.
They were all looking at Clement, who stood out from the crowd of first-year students in black robes in a gray robe.
They looked at Clement with admiration in their eyes.
They have never seen someone as perfect in appearance as Clement, and they have never seen the talent of becoming a gray-robed mage at Clement's age.
And they heard that Clement's level is actually not as simple as that of a gray-robed warlock, but because he has never surpassed the potential of a gray-robed warlock in the first grade, so Clement is temporarily allowed to be a gray-robed warlock.
Clement is expected to become a magician or even a magician. If he can be accepted as a disciple, then in the future...
The president of the student union stood in the middle of the podium and introduced the experienced blue-robed warlocks sitting in the teacher's seat, and at the same time announced their conditions for selecting apprentices.
Clement lowered his head and closed his eyes, only paying a little attention to listening.
He was looking for the mysterious feeling he encountered that day again.
In the past few days, he has been trying to re-enter that state, but every time he fails.
Clement was not discouraged, he was still pursuing this feeling.
On the podium, the president of the student union finally finished memorizing the lengthy speech. He clapped his hands and announced the official start of the ceremony.
Clement opened his eyes, and he could feel the professors staring at him.
The first thing is to choose disciples. The chairman of the student union walked to the professor's seat and took a stack of lists.
Then he began to read.
After reading the lists one by one, almost everyone looked at Clement.
Because Clement's name is on every list.
This is the first time such a thing has happened in the history of Charles Imperial College, which is enough to cause a sensation.
Clement is still very calm.
Next is the inquiry ceremony, asking the students whether they would like to become the professor's disciples.
For many years, the students of the Charles Empire believed that this was an unnecessary procedure, and it was not until today that it showed its usefulness.
It is impossible for Clement to worship so many teachers at the same time. At this time, his personal wishes are particularly important.
For some unknown reason, the president of the student union put Clement at the end.
Clement was called to the podium, and the president of the student union looked at him with a smile, "I know you, the latest man of the Charles Empire."
He smiled very politely, "So many professors want to accept you at the same time, you must be under a lot of pressure. But please relax, who to become a disciple depends on your own wishes."
Clementine nodded.
"So, tell me, what is your choice?" There seemed to be something extra in the smile of the student council president.
Clement said a name, a name that no one expected.
The president of the student union is also a person who has experienced storms, so he quickly recovered.
A warlock in a blue robe came directly from the teacher's seat. He wanted to grab Clement's shoulder, but Clement avoided him.
"Legmonds! He's not even a blue robe warlock! I've never heard of his name!" The blue robe warlock stared at Clement angrily, "He can't bring you anything , will only delay your future!"
Clement looked at him expressionlessly.
"That's enough, Jacob." Principal Angot stood up, "Don't forget, it mainly depends on the students' own wishes."
Jacob withdrew his hand sheepishly.
Principal Angert continued, "Legmonds, please stand up."
Legmons stepped out in a white robe.
Principal Angot asked very solemnly, "Mr. Hans wants to be your disciple, are you willing to accept him?"
Legmons and the expressionless Clement looked at each other expressionlessly.
After a long time, Legmons nodded.
"It's my honor." Legmons' voice trembled.
So things worked out perfectly.
Clement had a teacher, and Legmons, a white-robed sorcerer, had a gifted pupil.
This is simply a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, a big pie from the sky.
The blue-robed warlocks were all lamenting Clement's blindness and Legmons' good luck.
I don't know what ecstasy soup Legmons gave Clement, so that he would give up the powerful blue robe warlock and worship a white robe warlock as his teacher.
With this in mind, the blue-robed warlocks looked at Legmons with unfriendly eyes.
Clement and Legmons had returned to their seats and sat down.They are not the protagonists of this conference.
The step of accepting disciples is over, and the next step is to let the students who were not selected worship their mentors.
The process was lackluster and there wasn't much to say about it.
The meeting lasted until the evening.
Legmonds had only one disciple, Clement, and the two went to Legmonds' office together.
Clement picked some at random from Legmons's collection and brought them here.
This is also a common practice. New disciples who are admitted to the sect will receive some of the teacher's collection as a meeting gift.
Back in the dormitory, Danton didn't know where he had gone and hadn't come back yet.
Clement put the collection from Legmons on a more eye-catching shelf, and then applied a layer of protective magic.
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