On February 15th, both Aiwass and Isabel took leave.
There are many students asking for leave on this day.
Since school starts again after the new year, it will already be the second semester of Wangli University of Law.
This semester is very short, and the study tasks are very heavy, with only less than three months. Starting from mid-April, Wangli Law University will have a two-week spring break - after the semester starts on May 1st, it will be dedicated to internships.
It’s the third semester of experiments, verifications, and exams.
The third semester starts on May 1st and lasts until mid-to-late July, and then starts on September 1st during the summer vacation.
By the third semester, students with extraordinary professional levels will have internship privileges, and the examination also requires extraordinary professional levels-you can definitely find a job at the first level, but you don’t have to think too much about the salary. In addition to priests, plants
There are a few professions such as scholars, and other professions can basically do nothing at the first level.
The Inspector can emit some lightning when punching, the Mage can use a spell that is definitely not as powerful as a pistol several times, the Alchemist can't produce anything, and the Bard can probably add some weak positive or negative status when singing.
, it can only be effective on the first level or ordinary people at most. Most extraordinary beings at the first level cannot defeat multiple ordinary people who are strong and armed with weapons.
On the other hand, a priest, even if he only has the first level, can still get a little milk. Therefore, the graduation requirements of the seminary are much more relaxed, and it is not even required to master the blessing technique.
You must reach at least the second energy level before you can be considered a serious transcendent. At this level, unless you are attacked by a sneak attack or a sniper, it will be difficult for ordinary people to harm a transcendent who is good at fighting, even if there are many of them.
The formal supervisors of the Supervisory Bureau and the priests of the church are basically at this level.
For those students who are approaching graduation but are still stuck at LV9, the second semester is their last chance to advance to the second level. Taking into account only the full moon ceremony, there are only three promotion opportunities -
—And each promotion has a one-third probability of elimination.
Aiwass is a freshman, and few of his classmates ask for leave.
Isabel is one grade higher than Aiwass, and seven or eight students in her class have already asked for leave.
Even after becoming the Queen of Avalon, Isabel still came to college on time - something that was almost impossible before.
For safety reasons, every king and queen of Avalon rarely leaves the Palace of Silver and Tin after taking the throne.
If they need to study, they usually invite professors to go directly to the palace to give private lessons.
Isabel's heartfelt and natural approach to people undoubtedly makes her a special case.
Her classmates and teachers were worried, nervous and scared at first, but soon adapted to the young queen who was now much more cheerful.
They regard this special situation as the difference between the "path of beauty" and the "path of authoritarianism". After all, before Isabel, all the monarchs of Avalon were the "knight kings" of the authoritarian path. Only she is the one of beauty.
The "King of Art" on the road.
The result is that the friends Isabel once wished for, but when her heart is complete and she no longer desires so much, appear one after another...
Now Aiwass is permanently stationed in the Palace of Silver and Tin, and his status is different from before. Naturally, he does not need to prepare the promotion ceremony personally - Osborne and Iben, two old ritual masters, gave it to Isabel and Aiwass respectively.
Prepare for promotion ceremony.
Isabel went to the safer, underground ceremony room, while Aiwass prepared the ceremony directly in his bedroom.
"Thank you, teacher."
Aiwass thanked Iben sincerely.
Iben just smiled slightly and reached out to touch his white goatee.
Compared to a few months ago, Iben's curly hair has become thinner now, and his oily green pupils have also become more cloudy and dim, gradually changing to the direction of black jade. He is like dizzy in a green pond.
Open ink.
He was obviously not in a very good state of mind and was not very interested.
"Are you ready for the Drunken Dream Tincture? You still need the Drunken Dream Tincture to advance to the fourth level, otherwise it will be easy to wake up directly from the severe pain... That would be too dangerous and such a pity."
Iben asked with concern, and took out a small round box the size of cooling oil wrapped tightly with oil paper from his arms: "If you don't have any, just use mine. Don't worry, I haven't used this box yet.
it `s complete."
For ordinary people, Drunken Dream Tincture only needs to be licked to be effective. Because of this, some low-level extraordinary beings who have no money will also buy some second-hand Drunken Dream Tincture that has been licked by others to stabilize their dreams.
But for extraordinary people who are undergoing promotion ceremonies, they have to use a whole box at one time.
Aiwass was stunned for a moment, and then took over the box of Zuimeng Tincture. It was indeed a yellow crescent moon with a human face, and the production date was marked "1898-06-024" underneath.
The batch from half a year ago is still very new.
Aiwass looked at his ritual teacher Iben with some surprise: "Teacher, when did you buy this?"
"Just a few months ago, after I met you," Iben sighed, "originally I wanted to use it myself."
"……original?"
"Then I thought about it, I'm already my age... I'd better forget it. I probably won't be promoted."
Iben smiled nonchalantly: "There's no point in wasting things, I might as well use them for you."
Aivas looked into Iben's eyes.
From the eyes of this old man from a foreign country, Aiwass saw a faint dancing flame. The flame was very light, as if it was an illusion... It was like looking at the sun and then looking away, the sunlight burning in the bottom of the pupils.
It left lingering traces.
——That is the fire of anger that is well hidden.
He suddenly understood why, after getting to know himself.
To be precise, it must have been after he told the name of the demonologist who controlled the Iron Hook Demon and killed his parents... Iben couldn't bear the anger and hatred in his heart, so he bought a dose of Drunken Dream Tincture.
He was still too weak after all.
After his life settled down, he lost his desire to transcend. From then on, he was unable to be promoted again.
Iben is a magician, not a "great wizard". This means that he is only at the third level.
Entering the third level into the fourth level is the first advancement, and at the fourth level there will be a qualitative change in extraordinary abilities.
If Iben returns to the ancient kingdom of Parthia at the third energy level, he will most likely not be able to do anything. At least he will have to become a great wizard to be able to do something.
Understanding what Iben was thinking, Aiwass pushed back the portion of Drunken Dream Tincture without hesitation.
"——I still have one, teacher. Sir Hermes once gave it to me as a gift."
Aiwass showed the Drunken Dream Tincture on his chest: "With my current status, I will not be short of this kind of thing...not to mention, the Moriarty family is not short of money."
He looked at Ibn and whispered a name: "Aziz bin Abdul... You must have not forgotten this person's name.
"I feel that if you have a grudge, it would be more satisfying to avenge it yourself. You don't have to entrust me with anything before you die."
Aiwass directly predicted Iben's operation.
"...Can you let me, an old man, cross the desert?"
Iben was also a little helpless and said honestly: "I actually thought about it too. After I learned the news about that guy from you, I thought about it for a long time. But in the end, I still felt that I might not be able to cross the desert.
"
"That's in the past, teacher."
Aiwass shook his head: "If you really want to go back to the ancient kingdom of Anxi, I can ask the goblins to send you there.
"The goblins have always been in contact with the 'good masters'. The goblins buy slaves such as humans, elves, half-elves and lizardmen from the good masters, as well as a large amount of gold and treasures, and the good masters also buy them from the goblins on a regular basis.
Buy a lot of trolls over there. They must have fixed, unknown trading channels.
"The only question is whether you have the confidence to advance at an old age."
Aiwass looked at Iben, with purple flames vaguely dancing in his eyes, but his tone was not sonorous and powerful, but seemed gentle: "I will not stop you, no matter how dangerous this promotion is for you. Go beyond yourself.
Lifespan and aging are also a kind of transcendence... But I can assure you that no matter whether you choose to advance this time or whether you succeed after the advancement, I can ask someone to send you back to the ancient kingdom of Anxi.
"I will also tell Your Majesty that she will let you go."
Hearing this, Iben looked at Aiwass for a long time, his eyes changing from muddy to sharp, and then from sharp to soft.
The old man sighed helplessly.
"...You have already talked about this. If I shrink back, how can I still be your teacher? I will lose face."
The corners of Iben's mouth raised slightly, and he took the Drunken Dream Tincture back into his arms with his trembling, skinny hands.
