Nowadays, all the countries on the continent will not be stingy in investing in their own magic schools if they have some pursuits, not to mention the endless stream of princes and nobles who come to Lowes to study.
This prestigious Qingxi Academy, even if the Lowns Kingdom tries hard to promote it, people have to be willing to accept it...
If benefits cannot be obtained, the popularity of magic schools will never be realized.
After listening to his analysis, Ge Li couldn't find any words to refute for a while, but he didn't want to be convinced by him just like that.
"Anyway, I won't agree with it."
After leaving these words forcefully, Ge Li turned around and left.
Wayne rubbed his temples helplessly, feeling that there was still a long way to go before people's ideas could be changed.
…
"Teacher, do you think compassion for the weak is meaningful?"
Tasia suddenly asked.
Her ability to control magic was put to the test at the academy, and she happily told her teacher the test results.
But after she finished speaking, she raised new doubts with incomprehensible emotions.
In the room, Wayne sat diagonally opposite her desk. There were several cut-out paper figures on the table.
"Pointless."
He played with a small paper figurine, moving it around the table.
After receiving this very cold answer, Tasia's expression changed slightly.
"Don't pity them, respect them," he said.
"Pity can't bring them anything useful, it can only make them immersed in the environment of the weak and unable to extricate themselves."
Just like giving money directly is not as good as providing relief through work, teaching people how to fish is not as good as teaching people how to fish.
Tasia's tone suddenly relaxed, as if she was a little happier.
"I thought, Teacher, you would think the same as the rest of the school..."
She nodded as she said, "Indeed, even if I become stronger in the future, I will respect everyone."
Wayne suddenly trembled and said: "Are you provoking me as a teacher and tacitly admitting that you will be stronger than me in the future?"
Being misunderstood by the teacher, Tasia was embarrassed and anxious: "I, I didn't think that -"
It wasn't until she met his gentle eyes that she paused and suddenly woke up.
"...Teacher, are you kidding me?"
Looking at her with eyes that seemed to recognize him again, Wayne found that he seemed to have unconsciously violated his usual cold personality.
"Ahem, take the class seriously!" Wayne immediately made adjustments.
He began to forcefully change the topic, trying to draw Tasia's attention back to the class itself.
But despite Wien's best efforts, the results were still poor. He could feel that Tasia was looking at him suspiciously from time to time.
I have no choice but to use my trump card!
"That's it for today's lecture. Practice as I said. You don't have to be too ambitious. Just try it slowly from the most basic wrapping style."
——Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy, and Wayne just escapes~
"wait……"
Before Tasia finished speaking, there was only a wisp of breeze left next to the seat, which slightly blew up a few paper figurines on the table and then slowly fell down.
Feeling a little disappointed, she put the hand she wanted to hold back on the table. She stood up and collected all the paper figures left in front of Wayne's seat.
It's obviously the same simple lines, but the teacher's cut is cuter than mine...
Tasia pouted with complicated emotions.
"That's right! Tasia." A magnetic voice suddenly sounded in her ears, startling Tasia.
She hurriedly clenched the paper figurine in her hand, stood up straight, and answered loudly: "Yes!"
Wayne looked at her reaction in surprise, as if she was acting with a guilty conscience, and found it a bit funny for no reason.
"This doll is for you." He took out a brand new brown bear.
It has a beautiful top hat and bow tie, and also wears a white mask.
"Is this...given to me?" Tasia asked in disbelief.
"You seem to like dolls very much. I happen to have a lot of them, so I'll give you one as a gift."
Wayne pretended not to be worth mentioning and said casually: "As for the one I picked up from someone else's house, it is of some research significance to me. I will take it away first. Do you have any objections?"
After hearing what he said, Tasia naturally had no objections and shook her head: "Of course not!"
"That's good, I'm leaving."
Just like before, the place where he was standing a moment ago was empty in the blink of an eye.
After waiting for a while, feeling that he had indeed left, Tasia finally relaxed and exhaled a long breath.
In Wayne's eyes, the pitch-black night was as bright as day.
He played with the doll in his hand boredly and threw it into the garbage as he passed by a street corner.
This thing could easily remind others, especially Tasia, of himself, so he was no longer prepared to use it. Dealing with it cleanly is its best destination.
Thick dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the dark night became more intense in the cold.
The man wearing the mask walked away step by step, and the ugly doll behind him gradually dissolved in the dark corner until it disappeared completely.
I do not know how long it has been.
Two black shadows came from another direction and took the same path.
"Tasia Louie's bakery is not far ahead," one of them said.
“The houses here are obviously much shabbier,” another person lamented.
Although his voice is more mature, it is particularly frivolous.
"Of course. The people living here are all civilians. They are timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Even if they hear something in the middle of the night, few people will go out and mind their own business."
The person who spoke first said coldly, "Even if someone sees it, just kill him."
"Dulcie, that's not right." Norman smiled happily.
The characteristics of dark magic made him enjoy it very much in the dark night. "We are just people who are determined to resist the cruel rule of the nobles for the sake of the common people~"
"Ha." As if she thought the joke was a good one, Darcy sneered in agreement.
"Light Magic~Light Magic~Since she can't join our side, it would be more appropriate to destroy her. Do you think that's right?"
Darcy was silent.
He was even willing to take the initiative to lead the way, which fully demonstrated his attitude.
If he once had the last faint hope in his heart, hoping that the light could save him from the darkness... But now, he has completely chosen to turn around and embrace the darkness.
Although painful.
But once you get used to it, it doesn't matter anymore.
Looking at him clenching his teeth and not saying a word, Norman felt very interesting.
Go be angry - go hate -
These things are the best nourishment for dark magic.
His voice changed: "Actually, I originally thought that my unexpected chess piece might bring me an extra surprise. But now it seems that it is not that easy."
