jingle--
The ancient and thick sound of ringing bells came, covering the entire ancient castle.
On the second floor of the castle, in a classroom, an old man wearing a hooded black robe and a white beard was standing in front of the desk and blackboard, narrating knowledge similar to the history of the school. Directly below the old man, a row of The students in the row, male or female, were listening intently.
"Honavitch University has a long history of nearly 800 years. It was founded by the occultist Knock Horner. It relies on St. Hornavitch Church and believes in the sleeping and crimson gods. Its purpose is to provide services to the departed heroes and the church. The Night Watch offers an eternal place of rest.”
"Every year, the school will transport clergy on the frontline against pollution to this continent, but at the end of every year, it is also a tragic moment to transport the remains of the clergy who died in the pollution back to the church's necropolis. .”
"Although we have extraordinary touch and incredible power, we are also a group of mourners walking on the edge of the abyss. One day, we will be the ones lying in the coffin."
"So students, you must remember that touching the extraordinary is not to look cool, but for faith, for your lover, and for the people you need to protect."
The hooded old man listened to the ringing, paused, and put away the heavy book on the podium.
"That's it for today's history lesson. get out of class is over now!"
Seeing the teacher walking away, Karl sat aside, looked at the dull-looking Weenerson, and said with a smile:
"Actually, the first class of every year is a history class, and Teacher Damin has a very powerful characteristic. He can teach it for 5 consecutive years, and the content of the lecture has not changed even a word in the past 5 years."
"A very good lecturer, his words are very contagious." Weinerson was greatly shocked by the history of St. Honavitch University just now.
In the words of Teacher Damin, clergy are extraordinary and unique. If they were placed in China in the previous life, they would probably be sought after by thousands of people, become Internet celebrities, become big stars, and live under the influence of supernatural power. desire and oneself.
But in the continent of Phaedras, touching the supernatural is the only power to resist pollution. And just hearing the description, before actually encountering it, he already felt that he was in a huge whirlpool. As a visitor from a foreign land, he was not sure when there would be Strange events happen to me, and I am afraid, fearful, and worried about these indescribable contaminations from the bottom of my heart.
Of course, it is inevitable to have thoughts of withdrawal, but the importance to his family is based on these thoughts. In a different world, he has experienced the warmth of family for a long time, so no one is allowed to destroy this warmth.
"By the way, what's your next class?" Weinerson stood up and asked.
"Math class." Carl continued with a smile.
"Are you going to take Professor Wright's class?"
"That's right." Weinerson clicked open the silver pocket watch and looked at the time, 10:10.
"It seems I have to leave first, there are about 5 minutes left."
"If I can be noticed by Professor Wright, I can't guess that in a year, he will be a celebrity in Hornavitch University and even the church." Karl stood up and moved out of the aisle... although he is already a celebrity now.
Weinerson smiled awkwardly, crossed the aisle, bowed towards Karl and saluted, "Thank you."
After leaving the classroom, Weinerson went up the stairs and walked quickly on the fifth floor to the end of the back corner. Three large iron doors appeared. He stopped at the leftmost door and knocked.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Come in." A voice came from inside the door. It was Professor Wright whom he met yesterday afternoon.
Crunch——
The iron door was pushed open, and Weinerson walked in respectfully. Apart from a desk, a few bookshelves, and tattered bottles, there was nothing else inside, not even a stool for three people. No, at this moment Wright was pressing his temples with both hands and closing his eyes to rest.
"Teacher." Weinerson took off his hat in greeting.
"Well, you have a good sense of time. Sit down." Wright pointed to a deck of ordinary cards on the table that had no spiritual power fluctuations and said:
"Did you bring the Qiongyu Goddess card?"
Ah, the Qiongyu Goddess card... Weinerson asked in slight surprise: "Teacher, isn't this a theory class?"
Wright, who had always put his hands in his pockets, suddenly raised his old face wearing a monocle, and said with an arc at the corner of his mouth:
"Ordinary teachers take theoretical classes, but my course is a bit special, and I think you may not have read all the names of the courses. Its full name is theoretical practice course."
"Sorry, teacher." Weinerson apologized and at the same time, he keenly noticed the word 'practice' in Teacher Wright's mouth.
"Haha, yes, no need to apologize. I don't blame you. No one likes to see those boring course schedules, and my habit of teaching students is practice from the first class, and then theory... ..By the way, do you need a glass of water?" Wright asked with a smile.
"I drank in the last class!" Weinerson asked casually.
Wright said "Yeah" with a smile. He moved the monocle, stared into Weinerson's eyes and said:
"Now the lesson begins, use your goddess card to attack me."
"Huh? Attack?"
...Weinason was stunned again. He didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, so he spoke tentatively.
"Teacher, are you sure?" He said as he took out the stack of goddess cards from his pocket and placed them on the table.
"Practice is the only feasible way to quickly master the use of mental power. Although you have now digested the initial sequence of blasphemous cards, your experience is far from enough. I am now training your familiarity."
"Originally speaking, if you had chosen other paths, you wouldn't have to train so hard, and I also have a better training method, but this will involve another problem, that is, I will most likely not be able to train you. I will accept you as a student, whether it is the 'Guard' pathway, the 'Witch' pathway, or the 'Dream Stealer' pathway, haha, don't you think this sounds ridiculous and contradictory?"
"Of course, none of this matters, because you have successfully stepped into this step, and your soul is extremely powerful. It is precisely because of this that we are standing here...Okay, there are too many words. It’s going to get boring, so let’s get started.”
So that's it, but he asked me to attack him with extraordinary power right from the start? No matter from which angle you look at it, it is a strange teaching method.
Although strong questions boiled in his heart, Weinerson still obeyed Wright's words. With a glance, three cards were quickly suspended in the air and spinning at high speed!
Hey, strange, my power to control the cards seems to have increased a lot. Is it the result of completely digesting the blasphemous cards yesterday afternoon?
He quickly looked inside and found that his sea of consciousness was indeed much larger, and the spiritual power inside was like a river of spring water, constantly gushing and rolling.
"Weinersen?" At this moment, Wright on the opposite side spoke in confusion.
Weinerson woke up with a start and hurriedly covered his smile and said:
"Sorry, teacher, I was just thinking about where to start the attack. I'm ready to start now."
"Haha, you are really a young man. Okay, no matter what tactics you use, use all your strength to attack."
Wright nodded with a haha, then snapped his fingers, and the mysterious and obscure power spread out. The next moment, the entire office had disappeared, replaced by endless green grassland.
