It is now 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Most of the apprentices are copying scrolls or practicing incantations in the lounge upstairs, so the corridors on the dormitory floor are empty.
The apprentice dormitory is a small single room, which reduces the chances of comparisons between the most powerful minors in these families. After officially becoming an academy student, you will move into a multi-person dormitory. Only first-time mages can become students of the academy. This
At that time, we basically understood the treaties that mages should abide by, and living together allowed us to communicate with each other and promote learning.
Delta walked into his dormitory. A black diary was lying on a pile of newspapers and periodicals, and it was spread out calmly on the table opposite the door. In order to prevent others from reading it privately, the recorded contents were written in a language that no one in the entire continent knew.
Chinese characters, he walked over and wrote today's plan on it, urging himself to study.
"I was probably only as serious as I was when I took the college entrance examination in my previous life."
A trace of sadness arose, which was converted into spiritual energy and stored by the nightmare's bloodline.
According to legend, nightmares make a living by sucking the negative emotions of people who have nightmares. If no one has nightmares, they will actively invade the dream and create panic to gain power. However, Delta's level is too low and it can only absorb its own.
Negative emotions.
"What a convenient power. If there wasn't a weapon that could restrain the nightmare, maybe the mentor wouldn't have been able to kill it so easily." Delta picked up his notebook and pen and walked out of the dormitory, continuing to practice his "shadow walking".
"Are you serious? You need to label this abnormal way of movement as shadow walking." The assistant asked again and again. "The Thieves Guild's shadow walking seems to be genuine, right?"
"Just mark it like this. The Thieves Guild's shadow walking is nothing. They are just people walking in the shadows. I am the real shadow walking on its own." Delta argued with reason.
"It's a walk that can bring psychological shadow to people."
In front of the library, Delta and his assistant reluctantly reached a consensus and named this weird moving method "Shadow Sprint".
Seeing the sign "No use of magic in the library" hanging in front of the door, Delta obediently dispersed his shadow. The librarians are all senior lecturers who are no longer willing to teach. He does not dare to use his own
Use flesh and blood to test whether someone's spellcasting ability has deteriorated.
After Frinto Nihe, a lecturer in the alchemy department of our college, invented white paper that was cheap and easy to make, the number of literate people in the entire continent increased day by day. Even more so, Gwen, the chief bachelor of Rivera, the city of bachelors who is famous throughout the continent.
Notify all countries that this is the beginning of a new era, and name the new era the Era of Poetry. Batela became famous because of this product, completely overwhelming the Academy of Natural Sciences, which was still competing with it in the Kingdom of Disorn.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Delta. It was just that the library of Baitrila had been expanded twice for this purpose. Delta was a little overwhelmed when faced with the huge three-meter-high bookshelves arranged like a maze.
It was still class time, and there were no other readers in the library who could provide help. He had to go back and ask the librarian at the reception desk: "Sir, where are the history-related books stored?"
The librarian is an old man in his sixties or seventies, with a very bald head, sharp eyes like a falcon, and deep nasolabial folds. He looks very difficult to talk to.
"All birch bookshelves are stored in history related books." He warned, "Be careful, no matter who gives you a proof, if I find that you have dirty or damage any of the books here, your head, your head
It will be pressed in Qiqi's saliva barrel. "In the end, it is a well -known old mage, and it is not moved by Delta's age and appearance.
The book administrator opened a door behind him. Delta could see that there were many strange green little devils that were strangely grown inside, and the sticky saliva could not stop flowing down. They were holding a one in their hands.
The small barrel is used to catch your own saliva. There are many such barrels on the ground, which seems to be filled.
Someone shouted deep in the room: "The book pages of this book are scattered, and I need more repairs."
So a person came over and took two barrels.
Delta saw this scene, and his face suddenly became pale.
The book administrator saw the scary scare and pulled the door with satisfaction.
Delta quickly left the eyes of the book administrator in almost the gesture of escape.
After determining that he did not exist in anyone's vision, he fell down behind a row of bookshelves to retider, while not forgetting to cover his mouth to prevent the man from being filled with that administrator was filled with "
In the bucket of repairs.
"I have n’t done it yet, why did he punish me in advance?" Delta said in pain, thinking that the book he read might have been trembling with the saliva of Qiqi. He used to have serious cleanliness, and his wandering life later
Forcibly cured the cleanliness, but after being collected by Quezga, it recounted, but it was not serious before.
The little assistant did not answer him because it was also retching.
"vomit--"
"Why do you vomit a spiritual body?" Delta's exquisite face was full of collapse. Whoever saw him would feel that this child was really pity.
"I am born from your spirit. I can share even your memory library in the last life. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is another one.
"Another me" Delta is thinking, "So the panel is the product of my personality split and diving consciousness?"
"It is true, but after all, it is not formed naturally, but the help of an indispensable existence. You are not so capable."
"It's too much, do you humiliate yourself?"
""
"Why don't you tell me such an important information, we have been together for fourteen years!"
"Three days ago, you got Lingneng to stimulate my personality to be completely mature, and you can directly talk to you without restrictions. Before, you were restricted by the panel. What I really want to say can only be written in the evaluation."
"So our relationship is"
The little assistant seemed to realize something, and quickly said: "Brother!"
"Father and son!" Delta was dissatisfied with being precedent, but soon and interesting came. This is when he was one of the few that he could completely overwhelm each other, "the elder brother is like a father."
"Huh, is it so fun to take advantage of yourself?"
Delta stood up, walked to the bookshelf of Birchi, pulled out a copy from it, sat on the chair in the public district, and tried to forget the scene he saw from the book administrator, and began to extract the knowledge points he thought.
Tao: "Fun!"
The little assistant was speechless.
After finishing excerpting the book in hand and adding some comments and notes, it had been three hours. Delta stretched and walked towards the bookshelf to return the book.
"Is the assistant here? Are you still angry?"
"Don't call me assistant, call me Hastur from now on!"
"Hasta, I know, but why do you use this name?"
"Because I want to be something great."
The mixed-blood elf's mind turned around for a long time before he remembered the meaning of this name, and he was suddenly speechless.
"It's really amazing." He praised dryly. Taking the Old Ones as an example was beyond his imagination.
"I'm sorry, can you lend me the copy of "The Winskils" you have first?" A voice interrupted his inner conversation.
Delta turned his head, only to find that his eye level was much lower than the other person's face. He quickly raised his head to observe, and what came into his eyes was a tall and handsome gray-haired mage wearing a black academic mage robe with a gold pin on his chest.
The horse raised the family crest in the shape of its front hooves. The mage looked at him with confusion, as if he didn't understand why an apprentice could enter the library.
How did he know that Delta was an apprentice?
First of all, apprentices don't need to wear college uniforms. Secondly, as far as he knows, there doesn't seem to be such a small number of first-time mages.
Delta raised the book in his hand: "I just finished reading it. If you need it, take it and read it."
There was no argument, he simply gave the book to the other party.
It's not because the other party is a formal member of the academy and he is not, or because he is afraid that the other party will cast a spell against him. It's because the Baitrila Master Academy has a so-called stage examination for formal members, and all mages of all grades must take the examination, which is at the beginning of June.
It was already the end of May, and the gray-haired mage must have come to the library to find books to prepare for the exam.
Delta came to borrow books out of interest for self-study, and whatever book he picked up was for learning. But the other party wanted to prepare for an exam urgently, so Delta was still willing to provide some conveniences within his ability.
"Thank you." The gray-haired mage took the book and walked towards the tables and chairs in the public area.
Delta picked up another book, "Records of Field Investigations on Supernatural Phenomena on Lisu Island" and prepared to take it back to his seat to read. When he returned to his seat, he found the gray-haired mage looking through his notes.
Delta was a little angry, how could he do this without his consent? No matter what their status is, all students in the academy are equal, and there is no such thing as bullying based on power.
He stepped forward and was about to question, but the mage raised his head and looked at him first, slightly excited: "Is this the note you made?"
"Is there any problem?" Delta was startled, and then she remembered that the other party was an adult, and he could easily teach him a lesson even if magic was not allowed in the library.
"You are really a genius!" The gray-haired mage's eyes sparkled, "I have never understood the knowledge related to time, but your notes are like sifting away ordinary sand during gold mining, leaving only gold.
People can understand it at a glance.”
"Thank you for your praise." Delta was a little overwhelmed and inexplicably proud. This note-taking skill was acquired through hard work during his nine years of compulsory education.
"Can you sell me your notes?"
Hastur complained: "So direct."
"If the price is reasonable, it's not impossible."
The gray-haired mage is obviously rich: "Please tell me a number."
"As long as it's two crowns, it's yours." Delta rubbed his fingers, looking like a little profiteer. But with that face, it really made people disgusted.
"A very fair price." The mage happily dug into his pocket. "I am Pere Bol, a fifth-grade student. If I have similar needs in the future, can I pay you to help me write notes on special books?"
"Of course. I am the apprentice of Quesgar, the senior lecturer of the Secret Text Department, Delta Fantasy. You can find me in the library of this tower at four o'clock in the afternoon." Copying notes will increase your knowledge and proficiency.
Who doesn’t want to do the work of exercising your intelligence and making money while studying?
He didn't move the time earlier, because he will be a formal member of the academy in one month, and the course schedule is different from that of the apprenticeship. But it is certain that there will be no classes after three o'clock in the afternoon, and there is also advance notice.
Leave an hour to prevent unknown events.
"That's it."
Pere Bol left with satisfaction. Delta chose to stay in the library and take notes. Usually he had to read a book three times to stabilize its level in the knowledge column, and then he had to review it frequently, otherwise
Chapter completed!