After being crushed by a dragon, I became a god!

The entrance test of Saint-Denis College is aimed at students who are over 12 years old and under 30 years old.The "opening test" here refers to the special group of foreign recruits, so that they can enjoy the same teaching environment and treatment as regular students.

Many people with strong abilities who have not reached the age limit will come to the Saint-Denis Academy for interviews. After all, this is a huge jumping platform. The strength of those who graduated from Saint-Denis is naturally much stronger than those of ordinary colleges.

Islia felt that she had come early enough, but in fact there was still a long queue ahead.

Fortunately, the entrance test for Saint-Denis Academy is differentiated by profession, and magicians are physically weakest among all professions, so they should wait under the parasol at the side door next to them.And those who have selected assassins and fighters stand on the outermost side against the sun.

To Isilia's surprise, when she was about to say goodbye to Farai, Farai had an idea and chose to study at Saint-Denis Academy.

When she said this, Islia became curious about her occupation again.She thought she would stand in the ranks of fighters, but unexpectedly, she swung her waist and approached the ranks of assassins.

Islia looked over from a distance and found that the assassins were all dressed strangely, and most of them covered their faces or bodies with black cloth.It is the first person who is as scantily clad and candid as Farai.As if feeling Islia's gaze, Farai still blinked at her with infinite charm, raised his hands with folded arms, and made a heartfelt gesture towards her.

Islia smiled gently and motioned her to cheer.

When Islia entered the team of magicians, many people noticed her.

Unlike the others, Islia's blond hair and blue eyes are simply too striking.Generally, people with this hair color and eye color are destined to be maids or saints of the Holy See of Light, and the elements they master are mostly light.But now the Guangming Vatican's control over the light element has reached a pathologically strict level, so it's too careless for this girl to stand here with such a big face.

The people around secretly looked at Islia with a kind of concealed and mocking eyes, as if they were judging what kind of strength she was.

The girl standing behind her had been staring at her for a long time, and now she couldn't help poking Islia's shoulder, reminding in a low voice, "Um...do you want to put on your pocket coat?"

"Huh?" Islia turned her head, her golden hair seemed to be embedded with diamonds under the sun, making her appearance radiant and holy.She was a little puzzled and asked politely: "What's the matter?"

Dora, who was standing behind her, was already stunned by Islia's appearance. She was stunned for a while, and finally found her own voice: "Well, your hair..." She seemed to have made a lot of determination General, gently reminded, "Are you a light element? If so, Saint-Denis Wind Academy may not be suitable for you."

Islia was startled for a moment, then the smile on her face remained the same, and her tone became softer: "Thank you. But I am not a light element."

Dora breathed a sigh of relief, and happily stretched out her hand to Islia: "Dora, the water element magister."

Islia also reached out to shake hands with her, nodded and said: "Islia, water element." She didn't say her level, because she herself didn't know how her strength should be divided into levels.

The two girls looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding without asking why the other party didn't have a "surname". During the chat, the distance became much closer.

"I heard that there is a woman from Wushen Peak in the warrior team," Dora exchanged information in a low voice, pulling on Islia's sleeve.There was a trace of curiosity in the brown eyes, "People from Wushen Peak will come to Saint-Denis Wind Academy."

Islia didn't understand the connection, "Huh? How should I say it?"

"Hey. The people of Martial God Peak are naturally trained by the peak master on Martial God Peak. They mainly focus on being aggressive and capable. How can they allow the people they teach to be the first to beat others?" Dora's voice changed. Mysterious, but the expression on his face is very excited, "Tell me, this person from Wushen Peak came to take the entrance examination, is it to slap those mentors in the face?"

"...Probably not?" Islia thought about her mother's personality, and never imagined that the place where such a gentle mother lived would be a group of militants.

"Look!" Dora secretly smiled.

While the two were chatting, the warrior team not far from them let out an exclamation.Islia and Dora turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a woman in a white robe piercing through the phoenix wood cup used for warrior testing with one hand, and the level measuring instrument next to it made a few quick beeps. , burst open with a bang.

"Hold……"

She heard someone in the next team scolding.

"What the hell kind of monster is this? That's Feng Muchuo! Feng Muchuo, do you know?"

"...the instrument exploded..."

"Is this here to mess things up??"

……

Dora was also stunned, she stretched out her hand to grab Islia, "Look, is she messing things up!"

Islia was also a little confused.It wasn't because of her strength, but because she saw Farai in the Assassin team, as if she had seen something that disgusted her, she pinched her nose and rolled her eyes at the Warrior team, with a look of distaste. .

Islia: "?"

As if feeling Isilia's sight, Farai also turned to look at her.She pointed to the team in front of her and waved her hand again, expressing helplessness.Probably because there are too many people in front of us, and we have to queue for a long time to meet each other.

She blinked, making a pitiful expression.

Just when Islia was about to comfort her, there was a burst of exclamation from the front.I only heard a clear girl say: "I'm here to apply."

To apply? ?

Applying for a teacher?

Who the hell destroys the other party's things first when applying for a job!If it wasn't for this sentence, I really thought it was deliberately looking for trouble!

Probably sensing everyone's thoughts, the man added indifferently: "Attacking at will is wrong, but this is the most direct way I can think of to show strength."

In other words, if you are really dissatisfied, then you also break Fengmu Chuo!

The person at the front desk was also a little surprised. After he stammered his answer, he said that he would report to the dean and let the dean and the school council make a decision.

"Wow... It's a disaster for people in the warrior class to have such a person as an instructor," Dora said.

"Oh, civilians are civilians. It is still a question of whether she can apply for the tutor." Now the woman in front of Isilia heard Dora's words and turned her head to look at the two, and found that their clothes even had the most basic magic protection. nothing.As she spoke, the print on the hem of the skirt flashed, indicating that the advanced protective spell was in effect.

"It is best to advise you to replenish your French capital before coming over for the entrance test."

Dora stopped talking, but obviously felt a lot depressed.She tugged on her collar with some inferiority, her voice stopped being loud, and she returned to the restrained look she had when Islia first met her.She leaned closer to Islia, and whispered cautiously:

"Isilia, let's discuss it later."

"It's okay." Isilia smiled, stretched out her hand and patted Dora's arm comfortingly, and then turned her gaze to the woman who looked up at them.

After staying with Farai for a long time, under the influence of her ears and eyes, Isilia can now complete her own affairs without paying attention.Not only that, before these things, Isilia always thought about the past and let it go, but after these few incidents, she clearly realized that if she couldn't hit the enemy with a single blow, there would definitely be endless troubles in the future.

Of course, it is still a question of whether the person in front of him can successfully pass the test.

If she really has the ability to pass, it will be easier for Isilia to do it without the support of the family in the Saint-Denis Academy.

Thinking about this, she couldn't help being taken aback by her changing mentality.

That person was still trying to say something to Islia. The person walking with her seemed to have met some important person. He reached out and grabbed her skirt excitedly, pointing forward with one hand: "Hurry up, look, that's the glory!" A paladin!"

"Glorious Paladin!"

The magicians were in an uproar again.

No matter the men or women present, they all had beautiful fantasies about the Paladin of Glory.Not only because Arila was born beautiful and powerful, but also because the Paladin of Glory is different from the ordinary Paladin of the Holy See.Not only is her strength equal to that of the Pope, but more importantly, she is not bound by the Holy See. The scope of a paladin's contract is not limited to the saints or bishops in the Holy See, but also for all magicians.

This kind of cognition drives the magicians collectively crazy.

What is a paladin contract?

To put it bluntly, the magician who was signed the contract had a free and loyal thug!Who wouldn't want such a person?You must know that even a person with very weak strength, after signing a contract with the Paladin of Glory, in terms of chivalry, he will definitely protect the other party from injury.

In addition to most of the people here who have no right or power to try their luck to take the entrance examination, there are also a small number of nobles who are not strong enough, but their families are very rich.They will find talents who can work for their family through this kind of test, and pull them into their own ranks.

Meeting the Radiant Paladin here made them even more excited.

Being able to sign a contract with Arila is simply a skyrocket!

Naturally, Islia also saw Arilla standing next to the magician's test site. She was still wearing the same silver armor as when she first saw her.The helmet in her hand was held in her arms with one hand, but a simple high ponytail looked very heroic on her body.

Ariela.

Islia stood there silently.Unlike the ups and downs in the magic hotel that day, Islia can treat her peacefully at this moment.

Arilla had seen Islia a long time ago, but she was saying hello to the teacher of the test because she was going through the procedure before.Looking at Islia right now, she couldn't take it anymore.A gleam of light flashed in her light-colored pupils, and she quickly passed through the crowd with her helmet in her arms, and strode up to Islia.

People along the way gave her shy or expectant looks, but she ignored them.After everyone followed her back and looked away curiously, they found the Paladin of Radiance standing in front of the blond, blue-eyed and good-looking magician, kneeling down on one knee with a "plop" in full view of everyone.

"hiss--"

I don't know who took a breath first, everyone was stunned.

What was even more stunned was Dora, who had just met Islia. She was still regretting that she had provoked the diss of the noble lady with her nonsense one moment, and then saw her new friend kneeling on one knee by the glorious paladin the next second. landed.

"This this……"

Dora was much more excited than Islia, she stretched out her hand and tugged at Islia's sleeve, motioning her to say something quickly.

Like everyone present, Dora thought Islia was the magician chosen by Arilla on the spot.

Islia lowered her head and looked at her gentle and jade-like face.

"Ariela..."

Ariela's eyes flashed, and she straightened her waist: "My Lily."

Just when Arila was about to express her longing for this opportunity, a cold snort interrupted her.

The pedestal pulled by the four sacred unicorns stopped slowly, and the squirrel tears outside the pedestal made a tinkling sound.A pair of white hands stretched out from the stand, violently lifted the expensive golden silk cloth in front, revealing an arrogant and domineering face full of anger.

"Shut up, pariah!"

She cursed fiercely.

Just when everyone thought she was here to teach Islia a lesson, the princess on that seat raised her head proudly, "That's my Lily."

Everyone: ...? ? ! !

After a brief jam for a few seconds, another loud gasp broke out from the crowd.

Fuck, what kind of human evil is this?The princess and the glorious paladin want both? ?

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