Kalja is very good at teaching students - and whether it is preschool education, children's education or adult education, Kalja is good at it.
After all, his teaching career began with taking care of children in Shurima.
He also has a clear understanding of how to educate people who are "extremely talented but don't know how to control them."
Lay the foundation first, then consolidate the safety range, and then consider expressing your personality!
Under the familiarity of the road, while the Chamber of Commerce, Hunters Guild, Mining Guild and Herb Guild in Fosbello City were still thinking about the meaning behind Lux's draft, the syllabus on Kalya's side had already been
Take it out.
Starting from the theory of magic, these demon-infected people are about to systematically learn what magic is, its manifestations, and the theory of magic control.
Except for the general chapter class at the beginning of each course, which is attended by all members, the other courses are large classes. The leader of each study group is responsible for listening to the class, and then conveys it to the group members after passing Kalya's test.
If everything goes well enough, by the time the first snow falls in Forsbarrow this year, magic learning will be able to proceed to the next step - the small lessons of targeted teaching for each team.
By combining large and small classes, these demon-stricken people will soon truly understand what kind of talents they possess.
Of course, besides teaching, they also need to work hard.
During the major class, their main task is to build and strengthen temporary camps and find themselves a stable place to live.
When it comes to small classes, in addition to class time, they have to dig artificial lakes for at least eight hours a day in a half-labor, half-practical way.
On the frozen soil of Forsbarrow, they can use magic unscrupulously and transform their lives with magic - and during this period, the elemental energy they escape will become the source of energy for Ivar's self-baptism.
In this way, a "very magical" temporary camp was set up. Perhaps in the eyes of the soldiers guarding the camp, Miss Laxana was letting these restless demon-possessed people vent their excesses through labor.
Strong energy, but in fact, this is a very clever combination of theory and practice!
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Genius dawned, and Bnocklin climbed out of the bed he had assembled yesterday.
This 28-year-old strong man is one of the demon-stricken people who were sent to Forsbarrow for transformation, and he is also the older one among this group of people.
On the way from Xiongdu to Forsbarrow, because Bnocklin was relatively calm and had some life experience, when Count Laxana announced the preliminary plan for teaching, Bnocklin was selected as the 77th
The leader of the group.
His team members are all people who are good at plant magic-Bunoklin himself can speed up the growth of trees, while other team members can either make plants bloom regardless of the season, or make the plants bear more fruits.
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Among this group, the one with the most amazing magic power is a little girl who can directly speed up the life process of plants.
Under the control of her magical power, plants will sprout with astonishing vitality, and then wither at a jaw-dropping speed, completing a lifetime of prosperity and decline in a short period of time.
If it weren't for the fact that she has just grown up and is introverted, and her knowledge of words is very limited, and she is completely unable to be a manager or organizer, I am afraid that she would be the leader of this group.
Picking up the basin on the shelf, Bnocklin glanced at the water tank in the tent that was about to bottom out, and shook his head helplessly.
Yesterday's bonfire party and Count Laxana's speech were so exciting that I and my team members forgot to fill the water tank.
Although there is a small river not far away, the temporary camp has dug 16 public wells - the camp with a thousand people is not small, and it is not very convenient for everyone to go to the river to get water.
As for the method of digging a well, it is also very simple. The soil in Forsbarrow is about to freeze but has not yet frozen, so you only need to dig a pit more than five meters deep and wait for a while, and clean water will appear at the bottom of the well.
The water in the water tank was not enough for the whole group to wash up in the morning, so even though it was a bit troublesome, Bnocklin still had to fetch water first.
Simply putting on his coat, Bunoklin carried the bucket he had been issued before and faced the morning autumn wind to the public well nearest to his group.
Picking up the wooden barrel next to the well, and making sure that the rope tied to the barrel was not knotted, Bnocklin threw it into the well.
Soon, a bucket of well water that was not too full was lifted up and poured into Bnocklin's bucket.
Then the second bucket, and the third bucket.
Although the splashed well water seemed to have fine pieces of ice, and the cold feeling made Bnocklin couldn't help but grin, but he still carried the bucket back to the tent with all his strength and poured it into the water tank.
Well, although it only accounts for one-fifth, it is enough for today's washing.
Fetching a basin of water from his own basin, Bnocklin completed today's washing quickly and even somewhat perfunctorily.
The extraordinarily cold water took away the last trace of sleepiness from him. After he couldn't help but sneeze, he cleared his throat.
"It's time to get up, boys!" He loudly greeted the team members in the tent with him, "We are still busy today!"
"Let me sleep a little longer, please." The young man who lived in the same tent as Bnocklin couldn't help turning over, "I haven't slept in a bed for several years, please let me enjoy it more."
Just for a while."
Bucklin shook his head helplessly.
This is the truth.
The demon-stained people obviously had no bed to sleep on when they were in the Forbidden Demon Prison. After leaving Xiongdu, they followed the soldiers of the army along the way. Although they did not have to carry heavy loads, they still had to camp in the wild every day for rest.
, it is also impossible to sleep on the bed.
Even a few nights before arriving at Forsbarrow and arriving at this temporary camp, everyone could only use hay to fool them. It was not until yesterday afternoon that a batch of wooden boards was transported over, and everyone was at a loss what to do.
I built my own bed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Demon-stained people are found in all walks of life, so people who used to do carpentry suddenly became popular, but there are no such professionals in Group 77, so
Bucklin could only work with everyone to build his own "bed" out of wood.
Yes, although he looks very comfortable and the lazy bed is genuine, the bed they slept on yesterday does need to be put in quotation marks...
However, Bnocklin can understand the other party's feelings very well. For the demon-contaminated people who came out of the forbidden demon prison, even if it is a bed covered with hay and needs to be enclosed in double quotes, it is still worthy of attachment.
"If you must continue to sleep, I can't help it." Bnocklin shrugged, "I'm going to find our other team members - I hope you won't still be lying down when the girls finish washing.
On the bed."
"Of course not." After Bnocklin mentioned the girl in the same group, the "roommate" turned over as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Go ahead, go ahead, I promise you will get up."
Before breakfast ended, Bnocklin successfully met the sleepy team members.
"Miss Laxana will personally teach us about magic today." Bnocklin handed out bread and took a pot of porridge from a patrol trolley. "This is the beginning of everything."
Bnocklin obviously wanted to say something inspiring to prepare for today's class - but unfortunately, his eloquence was average, and the group members were all relatively hungry, so compared to Bnocklin
If so, they are more concerned about whether soaking the hard bread into the porridge will make it more palatable.
"Yesterday, Count Laxana said at the team leader's meeting that everyone must arrive this time, and she will give everyone magical enlightenment."
"If the magic is like her, it won't be seen as magic at all?"
When this topic came up, the little girl with a beautiful flower showed an envious look, and even the flower on her temples suddenly bloomed - and then suddenly withered.
"Maybe." Bnocklin could only nod reluctantly, "This may involve specific learning content. It's not clear yet..."
After briefly dealing with the curious team members, Bnocklin, who was also curious, led them to the predetermined location early.
Lux stood on the ice podium again, but this time the content she wanted to talk about was completely different.
This year’s speech is academic!
"What is magic?"
"Magic is a special flow of energy. It is a lot of energy exchange and transfer that we cannot see through normal means." Because Kalya was doing the inscription, Lux subconsciously imitated Kalya's tone and started her first lecture.
., "It is also a special ability. It is violent and disorderly, but it can really change our lives."
"It is not an easy thing to understand and control magic. People without talent will not be able to clearly feel it even throughout their lives." Lux continued, "However, everyone here has this
A unique talent.”
Although in yesterday's speech, Lux emphasized that "magic is talent, not original sin", but now when she talked about "talent" again, the people who were listening silently still felt a burst of joy instinctively.
Talent, this is talent!
"No more nonsense. Now, let's feel this wonderful energy in a stable way..."
Lux's narration was clear and coherent, and many talented mages who had never been exposed to magic learning were fascinated by it. The mysterious and dangerous curse that once troubled them gradually faded away under Lux's narration.
veil.
This undoubtedly made everyone present feel elated and have a new self-understanding.
They were all beaming with joy, and some even clearly sensed their own magic power after simply contacting them a few times according to Lux's method, and then couldn't help but start dancing.
This scene was quite moving and emotional in Lux's eyes, but in the eyes of the soldiers who didn't know the truth, it was somewhat funny.
Sona provided sound cover as always, and Lux on the stage also pretended to place a piano next to it - so, in the eyes of the soldiers who did not know the truth, their Lord Count seemed to be trying to "use music to influence these infected people."
Devil".
Okay, this kind of thing is a bit nonsense.
However, someone who had heard about the Xiongdu Art Support Association soon revealed that "Count Laxana was once a rising artistic star in Xiongdu."
Although it is not a good thing to rashly speculate about the commander, many soldiers couldn't help but become curious when they looked at the current situation and listened to the ding-ding-dong-dong in their ears.
Music...is it really that powerful?
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The first class hosted by Lax Dekarya was going on smoothly at the temporary camp.
In Forsbarrow, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, the Hunter Guild, the Herb Guild, and the Mining Association rarely sat together, each holding a draft for comments in their hands.
Obviously, not only had Shi Sambol never seen it, but also several other presidents had never seen or heard of this thing.
Although there are no nobles in Forsbarrow, he has never eaten pork and has never seen a pig run away. Even the president of the herb gathering guild has heard some news about other local lords.
In everyone's perception, nobles are a group of guys who like to collect taxes and like to dictate to all walks of life.
However, as Count Laxana gave a public speech, it seemed that everyone's past perceptions of nobles did not apply to her.
She is obviously called a "noble model", but her actions are not actually that model.
"What do you think?" As the initiator of the meeting, Sambor took the initiative to break the silence. "Is this draft for comments... still considered sincere?"
"Yes, and it's very big." The dark-skinned president of the Mining Association nodded. "It's so big that I can't believe what she said now, especially after she promised to dig an artificial lake yesterday.
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As a "professional" in Forsbarrow, the president of the Mining Association knows very well what construction on frozen soil in winter means. It is more difficult than people think and is completely impossible to complete.
It was precisely because of Lux's exaggerated promise that this guy, who had just exited the mine a few days ago, couldn't help but grinned loudly: "You can't believe a word of what this kind of person says!"
His decisiveness surprised several other presidents. After everyone was silent for a moment, Sambol finally whispered and asked the question that everyone was confused about.
"She didn't give a sincere bargaining chip?"
"Chips? What chips?" The president of the Mining Association was a little confused. "I only saw 'incorporating the safety of mining and the sale of finished products into supervision'. We will not accept this kind of thing."
"There should be more later." Amidst the stunned expressions of several others, Sambor reminded helplessly in a low voice, "I suggest you take a look."
With his mouth curled up, the president of the Mining Association began to turn the pages quickly with some impatience, his eyes getting wider and wider as he turned.
When he closed the first draft, his eyes were as wide as a miner's lamp.
"Your Majesty the Earl is indeed far-sighted!" Ignoring the joking looks of others, he said seriously, "I think she is right, Fosbairo should not be satisfied with providing raw materials!"
