Entering the main tower, Juan and Delta walked onto the floating saucer and went straight to the dean's office on the top floor.
"When you get up there, you just need to tell me your experience." Master Huan, who had a wrinkled face, looked straight ahead and said in a very casual tone.
Delta nodded and looked at the floor that seemed to be descending outside the transparent protective wall of the floating disk. There was silence for a moment.
The surrounding scenery was clear, and the lavender spiritual mist he could see outside the tower was not visible here, but it seemed that it was not the flow of magic power from the demons in the tower that was expelling them, but that to some extent, this space had already merged with the
These spiritual mists merge into one and are indistinguishable from each other.
The effect of spiritual vision did not only work on his eyes. When he breathed, he felt that the air was much moister, but it was not uncomfortable.
After arriving at the dean's office, Delta saw the dean for the first time in a long time, a well-maintained middle-aged man under sixty years old. The last time he saw him was half a month ago.
For some reason, Dean Plakent has been stroking a silver ring on his hand. Although nothing can be seen from his expression, the elf hybrid's ability to sense emotions can still vaguely detect that he is in a bad mood.
Delta guessed that the ring got stuck on his finger because he had gained weight.
The dean was surprisingly easy to talk to. Delta just told what he saw and heard in this incident, and he stopped talking.
Plaken didn't care about how he fought the enemy, nor did he care about anything too specific. There were only two reasons for calling Delta.
One is to confirm that the person who is against the academy is indeed a vampire,
The second is
"Do you want to consider transferring to another department?" the dean asked.
Delta touched the unhealed red line on his neck. He almost doubted the existence of mind reading.
He had thought about transferring to another department before the dean mentioned it. Some of Quesga's words reflected the meaning of "if you go out, you won't come back." He also had to make plans for himself.
Having a mentor and not having a mentor are two different things.
The role of the tutor is that after class, students under their supervision can ask them anything they don’t understand, and their answers will be more detailed than those of the lecturers. At the same time, in the closed environment of the college, students who cannot go home all year round can interact with them.
A contact in my family will complain to my parents and deduct their pocket money.
Quisga is usually normal, but he doesn't fulfill his responsibility as a mentor to help his apprentices solve their problems.
He spends two-thirds of his time outside every year, sometimes alone, sometimes with Delta, looking for shadows of ancient spiritual magic.
Ancient ancient books, relic stone carvings, and enchanted weapons left by elves are all the objects he is looking for. He occasionally lets Delta bleed to see if it resonates. His persistence in the spiritual magic system far exceeds that of others, reaching a level of
Almost to the point of obsession.
Before leaving, he even stated that he might never return, and asked Delta to seek refuge with Lecturer Hermicles. This half-elf was from the Alchemy Department, so it was impossible for Delta to stay in the Secret Arts Department.
But did Quesga inform the dean of this matter? Students need to sign off when transferring to another department.
Thinking of this, Delta felt that it was time to ask again: "I do have such a wish, but shouldn't I first seek the consent of Teacher Kuisga?"
"No need." Prakent told him, "He changed your file before he left, and you are no longer his student."
"Ah?" Delta said he couldn't understand.
"He thinks you need to have a new asylum at the college, and continue to look after you."
"The secret of spirituality is so fascinating? It actually made a teacher willing to leave the college and run for life?" The elf murmured murmured, he had no sense of common pursuit.
"Maybe. But he really cares about you. I hope you can contact the spiritual school he founded under the witness of me and the remaining six directors." Pla Kent said with emotion.
"Why is this?" Delta couldn't figure out the connection between this.
Master Hu An on the side couldn't see the change, and it seemed that there was no doubt about it.
"Once he leaves, the spiritual school will lose constraints. The members of them usually have their own things to do. Without the constraints, they are almost the same as the discipline of those wild migrant groups. Some people may also contact the school members to contact
It is required to serve others for collective service, but in fact, satisfying their own desires. Perhaps there will be people who can maintain school schools in the spiritual school, but such people are only accidental and will not exist. "
"Did you leave the college without contacting the school? He obviously has friends and school members in other magic organizations, and there are many times to send each other."
"He doesn't have much time." Prakenter is now deep, but he is refreshing in his heart. The more he explained with Delta, he can better deceive himself: temporarily put down his work to help students, not himself, not himself himself
Active laziness.
It is really difficult to rest for a while for a while. It is really difficult to take a little rest.
Delta keenly felt that the dean was happy, so he didn't understand the situation even more.
Does this "not much time" mean that I think? Quesia was about to die? Why did the dean look happy?
"Quesga mentor is a teacher, and the age of ninety is still middle -aged for him?"
The teacher's age is not fixed, but the average is two hundred years old. It is not impossible for the three hundred years of age. It is not possible to exclude female mage with high congenital cast qualifications. Quesca is still young in the ranks of male mage.
I died for a long time.
"He was injured when he was young, and his vitality was not as good as a teacher." The dean regretted, "Even the casting ability has been limited.
Low, at the same time, there is also the idea of ​​transforming into the life of the spiritual world to extend the life. "
"This time he left the college, and if he was unsuccessful, it would be impossible to return."
Delta suddenly realized that he had a deeper understanding of the state of Quesia.
This teacher's occupation of the filmmaker is not just to prove the spirituality and greatness of the spirituality, and the search for the transformation ceremony.
The vitality is almost endless, with thousands of years.
The success of Delta's inauguration Master of Shadow means that his road is not wrong. The actual plane creatures can be combined with the biology of the spiritual world.
It's just that the bonus of the elf's bloodline for spiritual affinity is the qualities that Quesia cannot have as pure blood humans, so he cannot work together to find a way out. He must go out again to find his own way out.
The spiritual school is just a product that he unintentionally fiddled with in the process. It is a loose organization founded by like-minded people.
No wonder his reaction was not strong enough when he found out that the tower of the Spiritual School was occupied, and he even rejected my proposal. It turned out that he was not doing it for noble reasons, but just wanted to leave a sustainable development path for the Spiritual School. Although it was a pity that he failed,
But the impact was far from being destroyed to the point where a lifetime of hard work was destroyed, and it was not worth falling out with the academy.
"Then there is only one answer," Delta took a deep breath and said, "I decided to transfer to the Alchemy Department."
Although he had thought about fighting before, but thinking about it carefully, his style is to stay at home and he would not go out to fight. But alchemy can not only stay at home, but also make money!
Juan looked a little disappointed. He had originally heard from the dean that Quesga had given up on this elf hybrid, and he was a little moved, but now that Delta had already made a choice, he couldn't force her to take him.
"Do you want to think more about it?" Plakent asked thoughtfully. He was worried that this student would choose the wrong subject that he didn't like. He would have to deal with this subject for the next seven years. Changing subjects again would be more troublesome than the first time.
Now, the tutor has to be changed again, and the lecturers are not willing to accept as an apprentice a student who has been instilled with personal ideas in many ways.
"No need, I think the alchemy department suits me very well."
"good."
Dean Plakent took out Delta's file, crossed out the original family and genus with a pen, and wrote "Alchemy Department" in the space behind it. He also took out a list of students in the Alchemy Department and transcribed it at the end of the names.
Go to "Delta Fantasy", and then use the "Space" ring again.
drop
A beam of yellow-light spell energy shines down from the air, transmitting the contents of the two pieces of paper into the magic, and modifying the previous internal information. This process takes about half a minute.
"Would you like to choose a lecturer to be your new tutor? I know one who likes you very much. She wants to snatch you over without you having to tell her." Plankent said.
"Hermicles?" Delta asked tentatively. He really couldn't think of anyone else who knew him.
"Kisga told you, too, that you have to be prepared." Pula Kent rummaged around and found the information about the half-elf female lecturer from the drawer, and filled in Del in the blank "Teaching Students" column.
The full name of the tower.
"Okay, you can leave first. Go find Hermicles and inform her of the good news."
"In addition, don't publicize your experience of contact with vampires. Although many lecturers know that Danches has killed many students, you still don't want to irritate the mages whose relatives have died. They are as excited as ferocious creatures, Hermeklee.
Si still has to go to class, but I can't save you right away."
Delta showed with a firm look that she was absolutely keeping her mouth shut.
So, I have to explain it according to the rhetoric taught to me by Director Sisokreev, lest others think I am showing off.
It's a bit troublesome that all the lecturers are aware of Danches' situation. I wonder if anyone will give me trouble for this. With so many people out, all their apprentices are dead, and I am the only one alive. If I hadn't experienced it personally, I wouldn't be able to do it.
I have to suspect there's something fishy about it.
After leaving the dean's office, the elf hybrid's stomach, which had not eaten all day, protested again. He touched his stomach and let the warmth of his palms alleviate his hunger, but the effect was minimal.
It is now four o'clock in the afternoon and the canteen is not open yet.
Chapter completed!