Chapter 162 Snow Owl's First Class, School Shock (Two in One)

Jianhe University, School of Mage.

The Gothic spire castle stands majestically, and the sound of bells from the small bell tower on the top echoes in the magnificent hall decorated with stained glass and rose windows.

In the center of the hall is a high platform, which is also the place where the dean delivers important speeches. Usually, students walk through the arcades connecting the hall to the lecture halls where different magic courses are set up.

Compared to the teachers and students of the Poets Academy who dress casually, the students of the Mage Academy dress much more formally. More than 90% of them wear dark robes distributed by the Mage Guild, which are engraved with symbols corresponding to different ring numbers.

The remaining 10% of students wore robes made of linen, wool and magical materials.

This type of robe can enhance the mage's perception of the magic network, thereby indirectly improving the effectiveness of spellcasting.

In front of a statue of Merlin, Mrs. Mercy, who was about 40 years old and wearing a petticoat dress, walked slowly towards the "Magic Scroll Learning" classroom with her skirt in her hand.

Two young noble ladies came over hand in hand. When they saw Mercy, they immediately tensed up and lowered their heads and said, "Teacher Mercy!"

Mercy smiled slightly, the crow's feet around her green eyes wrinkled, and she suddenly coughed with her handkerchief covering her mouth, clearing her throat and saying:

"The class is about to start. You two should hurry to the classroom."

"Understood~"

"Gu!"

At this moment, the cry of an owl made the three of them turn their eyes to the statue of the great wizard Merlin. On the head of the statue stood a snowy owl with snow-white feathers.

"What a cute owl!" One of the noble girls couldn't help but exclaimed softly, and then she became curious, "Where did it come from? Did it get lost? How did it run into the Mage Academy?"

The other girl was calmer and said, "It should be the pet of some apprentice."

Mrs. Mercy stared at the snowy owl, and a trace of vigilance flashed through her heart. This snowy owl actually exuded the aura of three rings.

The owner who can contract such a commander-level magical beast as a magical pet must not be an unknown person.

"Little guy, can you tell me who your owner is?" Mercy tried to communicate with the snowy owl with a smile on her face, ready to inform the snowy owl's owner to take it away.

The sun shone through the stained glass windows, casting a magnificent halo on the hall covered with murals. Above the statue of Merlin, the snowy owl tilted its head and blinked its eyes: "Gu!"

"Yeats of the Bronte family?"

Mrs. Mercy understood what Snow Owl meant and was startled. She immediately asked, "Is he also coming to the Mage Academy for classes?"

Principal Fina mentioned that there would be a special new student coming to the School of Mages, and Mrs. Mercy speculated that it was most likely Yeats Browndi.

The Bronty family was well-known in Golden Lion. They were descendants of legendary knights, just like the Wick and Lannister families. Recently, Yeats' name had been mentioned frequently, so Mercy had naturally heard of him.

Ye Zhi actually had a contract with a commander-level snowy owl, which was something Mercy had never thought of. After all, a commander-level monster was comparable to a three-ring transcendent, and it would be difficult for it to sign a contract with humans unless it was trained from a young age.

Either Ye Zhi had the opportunity to make a contract with a commander-level snowy owl by relying on his good luck, or he had extremely high attainments in animal taming. Whatever the reason, Mercy was looking forward to meeting the baron.

The Snowy Owl shook its head, indicating that it was not Ye Zhi who was going to teach, but it was it!

Suddenly.

Mrs. Mercy stood there in a daze, her eyes flickered, and she asked, "Are you here for class?"

"Gu!" The Snowy Owl nodded vigorously, its yellow eyes sparkling, indicating that it was Principal Fina who asked it to come, and then asked about the classroom location.

"You go to class with these two girls..." Mercy motioned for two students to lead the way for Snowy Owl. After hesitating for a while, she said, "I'll be there soon..."

An owl is coming to my magic scroll course? Mercy thought, Principal Fina actually agreed to let this snowy owl become a freshman in the Mage Academy. What is the consideration? Lecture Hall.

The School of Magicians at Jianhe University offers many courses including Potions, Transfiguration, Protection, and Scroll Studies.

Among them, scroll studies is considered one of the most difficult courses. Even a slight distraction during the process of drawing a scroll will turn the entire scroll into waste paper.

Mercy walked into the classroom. The spacious lecture room was filled with the faint aroma of herbs and books and ink. The magic candle chandelier in the center of the classroom provided ample lighting.

The students sat in front of a small writing table, on which were placed quills, ink bottles and alchemical crucibles.

now.

The students' eyes were all focused on a majestic snowy owl, which stood on the desk, its eyes flashing with pride and confidence.

Murmurs arose.

"There are actually people who don't come to class and ask their pets to do it for them!"

"Is there a possibility that this owl is the new student?"

"Are you kidding me? How does an owl draw a scroll?"

Mercy glanced at the Snowy Owl and felt somewhat confused. Although it was indeed a three-ring magical pet, it was too far-fetched to imagine it drawing a scroll like a human wizard!

She shook her head slightly, her expression calmed down, and while treating Snow Owl as an ordinary student, she began to teach:

"Today we are going to learn how to draw a scroll of 'Healing'."

In the lecture hall, the students followed Mercy's instructions, boiling sage, salt, spring water and other materials in an alchemical crucible, then dipped a feather pen into the liquid and drew on the parchment scroll according to specific patterns.

"The magic potion used to draw the scroll is particularly important..." Mercy paced along the lecture hall and said slowly, "And when drawing, you also need to sense the magic net and guide the magic power to the scroll..."

As she spoke, Mercy looked at the Snowy Owl, and saw that it was concentrating, and a feather pen was floating beside it, drawing on the parchment scroll - it looked like a 'magic spell, the hand of a wizard'! Mercy was a little surprised.

Hand of the Mage, this spell can summon an invisible hand for the mage, and naturally can also help the mage draw scrolls.

However, using the magician's hand to draw a scroll requires not only multitasking, but also extremely high concentration, which is more than twice as difficult as drawing a scroll by hand! Apparently, some students noticed Snow Owl's bizarre operation and whispered to each other.

"Using the hands of a wizard to draw a scroll? This is too difficult..."

"It's just an owl, what do you expect from it?"

"Haha, you're right, you have the charm of the owl of the goddess Minerva!"

These words were full of sarcasm, causing laughter from his companions.

"You might as well just say it was chosen by the magic god!"

Bang! A student scratched his head in distress. The scroll in his hand was completely destroyed, and the entire alchemy table was contaminated by the splashing liquid.

"It doesn't matter if you fail once." Mercy cast a spell and restored the student's alchemy table to its original state with a wave of her hand. She smiled and said, "After all, you can't be impatient when drawing a scroll. Even for a magic genius, it is difficult to succeed on the first try."

"Gu~"

Snowy Owl looked at the spell scroll floating in front of him, the patterns on it gleaming, and nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, it should be considered a success!

"You, you..." A girl next to Snow Owl pointed at the scroll, her eyes widened, and said in disbelief, "You've already finished it?!"

As soon as these words came out.

His attention once again focused on the Snowy Owl.

The room fell into a brief silence.

There was astonishment, confusion and bewilderment in everyone's eyes.

Mercy was slightly startled, and came to Snowy Owl's desk, examining the scroll drawn by Snowy Owl, with a hint of strangeness in her eyes.

"A very perfect finished product!" Mercy's eyes sparkled. She picked up the scroll drawn by Snow Owl and showed it to the students, praising it generously. "Its control of magic power is very precise, making the quality of the scroll far superior to ordinary scrolls!"

The students of the Mage Academy had some basic knowledge, and they looked at the glittering scrolls with either strange expressions or silence.

No... an owl drawing a scroll is actually better than all the students in the class?

It was made by a wizard, which doubled the difficulty, but it was the first successful one and the quality is quite outstanding!

The suppressed discussion sounded again.

"Whose magical pet is this? Was it sent here specifically to undermine our confidence?"

"I heard it was Yeats Browndi... Baron Rottenwood, he's a great beast tamer!"

"I don't care. It's just an owl. It's really talented, but it doesn't matter..."

Mercy finally understood why Principal Fina allowed this snowy owl to join the magic school—this snowy owl had amazing magical talent, and even drawing scrolls was no problem for it! "Wait, Minerva's owl, could it be that..."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Mercy stared at the plump snow-white owl, and remembered that Principal Fina was good at prediction. A flash of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she thought to herself:

"Is this what Principal Fina has prepared in advance to compete with Taimu River University for the Magic God's Choice?"

The Snowy Owl narrowed its yellow eyes, yawned, and then nodded to itself: "Gu!"

The master seems to be short of money...

I can draw more scrolls and give them to him so that he can make money by selling them!

"Gu..." Snowy Owl fell into deep thought.

The gold coins obtained from selling scrolls can be used to buy advanced scrolls.

I will learn how to draw advanced scrolls and then sell them...

"Gu!" The Snowy Owl's eyes turned into sparkling gold coins, and it couldn't help but flap its wings.

In the words of the owner, this is the rhythm of getting rich! *That afternoon.

There are two major rumors circulating at Cam University, both related to Baron Yeats.

First, Baron Yeats improvised a sonnet in a lecture at the Poets' Academy. After class, Dean Richard saw an excerpt of the poem and was so shocked that he became speechless.

Secondly, in the scroll study class at the Mage Academy, Baron Yeats's pet, an owl, showed amazing talent in scroll study and was highly praised by Lady Mercy.

At dusk, in a cafe along the Jian River, two beauties with very different styles sat at a small table covered with exquisite linen tablecloth.

Elsa put up her golden hair beside her ears, her green eyes full of longing, and smiled shyly: "You really should listen to Baron Yeats reciting sonnets live, June, his voice is as beautiful as a nightingale."

The handsome beauty with short brown hair crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and sighed, "It's probably the talent given by the Nightingale Potion. Bards are good at these little tricks."

"But he's also a good animal trainer." Elsa said seriously, "His pet caused quite a stir in the Mage Academy."

"Some even say that the Snow Owl in Yeats' contract is the reincarnation of Minerva's Owl—"

"With such a powerful magical pet, even if Ye Zhi doesn't become a bard and changes his job to a tamer, he can still achieve great success!" Elsa defended.

"Minerva's Owl?" June Lannister shook his head. "This rumor is too bizarre... but you are right."

June picked up the coffee, took a sip, her golden eyes flashed deeply, and she murmured in a low voice:

"Baron Yeats is indeed underestimated... Even my father is no exception..."

"It is said that Morning Frost Coffee and sandwiches all originated from Morning Frost Ridge." Elsa said half-jokingly:

"Lord Yeats, is he still a caterer?"

June didn't respond, and said calmly, "I have to prepare for the Knight Academy's tournament in the next few days. The Mage Academy will also go to the ruins to investigate in the next two days. Elsa, you have to try to get a place in the Poet Academy as well."

"Can I... do it?" Elsa said uncertainly.

"For this trial, each university will send three students, and it will be a team-based trial. Even if you don't perform well enough, your teammates will help you make up for it. Besides, as long as you can participate, you will have a chance to receive Minerva's blessing."

June was thinking about Elsa wholeheartedly, and said pointedly: "If it really doesn't work, you can act cute to Duke Vic... He will help you even if he risks his reputation."

As one of the two major contenders for the royal family, the Duke of Vic is expected to ascend the throne and indeed has enough power.

"I remember that." Elsa said seriously, "Thank you, June."

June took out a manual from her bosom and said, "Also, this is the address of Baron Yeats that I asked for you..."

The blonde girl's eyes lit up immediately. She hugged June's arm affectionately and said with joy: "Oh my God, you are so kind, June! Thank you very much!"

The short-haired beauty's lips curled up slightly, but she felt inexplicably lost in her heart... I have been helping you with your advice for so long, but it is not as important as Yeats's letter address?

The key point is that I personally gave my rival’s contact information to Elsa... June felt complicated.

It hurts, it hurts so much! Night falls.

When Yeats returned to the palace hall, he found that Grey had fallen asleep on the desk, with her drool almost dripping onto the pages of the book.

"I won't eat it...I really won't eat it...just take a bite..."

Yeats burst out laughing.

Does it smell so good even in dreams?

Hearing the noise, the dragon girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and stood up, greeting him: "You're back, Ye Zhi... Today is your first day of class, how do you feel?"

"Not bad," Yeats said casually, "I'll soon be the president of the Poets' College."

Gray: ??? You really are not modest at all!

"I just contacted Cran." Ye Zhi continued, "Come with me to the barber shop by the Jian River tomorrow, Gray."

Gray thought of the pale and beautiful vampire woman in the barber shop and asked with caution, "What are you doing there?"

Ye Zhi pondered and said, "There have been many murders on campus recently. The bodies were found with blood dried up and their bodies shriveled. Lisa is a vampire, so she is a big suspect. We can get some clues by questioning her."

"That's what the bearded detective should do. What does it have to do with you?" Gray asked, tilting her head.

Ye Zhi frowned slightly, worried that the mastermind behind the scenes was related to the Apostle of the Moon. He must do his best to destroy Sariel's plan and it was necessary to investigate the case.

"Just think of me as a detective who is interested in something." Yeats said calmly, "From now on, you are my assistant detective."

"Nickname—Watson!"

"What a weird nickname!" Gray complained, "And since we're partners, you should give us a corresponding nickname!"

Ye Zhi said calmly, "I got up a long time ago."

(End of this chapter)