Chapter 57 Celebration Day
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The ferrets are also very proud.
This was the first time the sage considered sending his elderly pet to school, at least to make sure he understood the true meaning of the "Yachagangguan".
"Your nickname cannot be the same as someone else's, and it can only be changed once." Luke saved the ferret in time and changed the subject.
"once?"
Luka: "Change it anytime and I can sell name change cards to make money later."
“…”
When the saint registered his account previously, he used the default nickname, which is now a series of numbers. After a little thought, he decided to change it.
"Which of the two names, Misty Rain Passerby or Empty Valley Desolate, is better?"
He asked very seriously, as if he was thinking about an important political matter.
Lujia made a difficult choice: "...Let's just stay in the empty valley."
It would be better to call him Kang Le Yi Nian Bai Sui Weng and Hua Kai Fu Gui.
After filling in the nickname, the saint found that he could further refine the information, so he took a photo with the flowers on the table as a souvenir.
"Interesting. Clearer than the photos in the newspapers."
Luke looked at his new nickname and avatar in silence.
After everything was done, a golden pass flew in front of Luke.
Before he could see clearly, the sage said, "Go and claim it before the celebration day, or you will have to wait another year."
After he finished speaking, he successfully entered the chat channel and began to watch the elves chatting, waving his hand to let the ferret see him off.
The friendly meeting came to an end, and when leaving, Luke wisely decided to fold his wings and walk out the door.
Never forgetting his original intention runs through his whole life. When he returned to the Holy City this time, Luke insisted on living in the guild hall where Alex was bombed, so as to continue the spirit of remembering the past and cherishing the present.
As soon as he entered, he found that the feather pen was already there. Luke stopped and was about to send a message to the other party.
Quill Pen had actually just come in not long ago, and said, "It will take seven days to prepare the soul replenishing fluid."
Luke nodded, took off his snow-stained robe, and sat down to study the pass given by the saint.
However, the palm-sized card actually had a heavy feeling. There was a magnificent building painted on the front. He squinted his eyes to identify the small words hidden on the building: "First School of Magic?"
There is another line of words behind the pass: This pass can be exchanged for a bottle of Exploding Rock Milk.
What? Judging from the name of the product, is this something to do with dairy products?
A voice quickly cleared up his confusion.
"The ancestor of mankind graduated from the First Magic Academy, which was later regarded as a sacred place for human learning, and celebrations were also held there. As for the Gulu Rock Milk..."
Quill recalled: "Its value is not inferior to Life Liquid, and it can improve elemental perception."
He looked at Luke: "This thing will be of great help to you."
Even though he practiced the Faith Method, Luke was still slightly lacking in the perception of magical elements compared to true geniuses.
"You really are a know-it-all." Luke was surprised that he knew everything.
Having just sucked essence and blood some time ago, Feather Pen has been feeling sleepy recently.
He spoke with his eyes half closed, as if he was dozing off.
"About seventy years ago, a lucky guy picked up my apprentice notes and successfully entered the First Magic Academy. The admission ratio at that time seemed to be 100,000:1."
Seventy years ago, Luke hurriedly asked, "Is he still alive?"
Quill sneered, "You were too ambitious and practiced forbidden spells directly, and in the end you were blown to pieces, leaving only bones."
Since the demon books rarely covered the human part, Luka calmed down and prepared to look up more information.
For the next half week, he almost stayed indoors.
In a blink of an eye, there were only two days left before the celebration day. Karen hurried back from the elves, brought a new terminal to Luke, and continued to work on other things without stopping.
In addition to the adjustments in appearance, the new terminal also has an additional groove for magic stones inside.
The terminal signal is sufficient when used near the Tree of Wisdom, but in other places, magic stones are needed to activate the inscriptions inside.
The magic stone needs to be replaced every half an hour of use, which is quite expensive. This can only be improved after the inscriptions are optimized in the future.
On the first day of the year, the blizzard could not cover the decorations hung everywhere in the Holy City, and the much-anticipated City-State Celebration Day arrived as scheduled.
Early that morning, Luke asked Lillian to get two sets of school uniforms, preparing to enter as a student.
The First Magic Academy is a completely closed school. If you miss today, you don’t know how long you will have to wait for the next open day.
"You have to keep an eye on me after we get over here," Lujia adjusted his collar in front of the mirror. "For the next period of time, all the hot topics will be given to the terminal. I can't be on the headlines."
Otherwise, there will always be explosive points, which will wear out people's passion.
The headlines that have been silent for a while are more powerful!
Quill sneered and applauded his self-control.
After getting dressed, Luke put on the disguise mask that Karen had given him a long time ago, and dyed his hair into the common flax color.
After playing the role of the real and fake young master, Feather Pen also became quite famous and disguised himself as a common face.
Then they were both silent for a moment.
All I can say is that temperament is something that is innate.
Even with a changed face, Luka still looked lively in his student uniform, but Quill was closer to the gloomy senior, giving off an aura of "keep away from strangers".
"Can you be more sunny?" Luke said.
This doesn't look like a student at all.
The quill responded: "I am quite sunny in the apprentice's notes."
Warmly help every greedy soul realize their wishes.
Luke had nothing to say and checked his pass one last time.
Although there is only one card, the saint is always thoughtful, so it shouldn't be a problem for both of them to go in at the same time.
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The First Magic Academy is located relatively close to the Holy See's Fortress of Light.
The college has a long history and implements a six-year system. All major forces will compete to extend olive branches to students who graduate from here. As long as they don't die halfway, their future will be extremely bright. Many of those who eventually hold high positions have deep feelings for the college, making the college stand out in terms of resources and connections.
The celebration day is also a rare visiting day for the college.
The nobles who registered in advance and passed the screening were dressed meticulously and brought their children to watch the ceremony in person.
Luke was stopped when he entered the door, but when he showed his pass, the guard immediately saluted and let him in, attracting the attention of many people around.
In normal times, you have to hold your head high and enjoy the attention. At this moment, Luke immediately quickened his pace and lowered his head to urge Quill to hurry up.
There are other arrangements for publicity, and it mainly depends on the saints to implement it. He came here today to do only one thing: to pick up something and leave.
With a feather pen, you don't even have to ask for directions.
"There is an exchange point near the Astronomy Tower in the west of the academy. In the past, only outstanding students could exchange for Gulu Rock Milk. It can only be exchanged once in a lifetime, and is limited to three drops."
The idiot who blew himself up back then was aiming too high just for this little dose.
The quill said, "The saint gave you a special pass, so there should be more than one drop."
Luke nodded, took out the shadow camera, and captured a string of magic stones.
The consumption of magic stones of a camera is almost catching up with the terminal, and he suddenly feels that the price of nine thousand nine is a conscience price.
"I'm going to exchange my things. Please help me get a good seat in the auditorium."
At the celebration day ceremony later, he wanted to take some photos for use after the launch.
Quill looked at him, "Control yourself."
The First Magic Academy has strict rules and regulations, so don't cause trouble.
Luke nodded confidently.
The layout of the academy has not changed much in the past hundred years. After splitting up, Lujia walked alone along the long green path and successfully saw the reward redemption place near the astronomy tower.
This place used to be very lively, but today most people went to watch the ceremony, so there were only a few people here and there.
The person in charge of the exchange was a retired old lady. When she saw the pass, she shouted, "If you live long enough, you can see everything." Then she handed over a porcelain bottle as thick as a thumb with shaking hands.
Luke thanked him politely.
Being able to guard such a precious thing alone, this old woman’s strength should not be underestimated.
The college has made temporary directional signs, so it is difficult to get lost.
“It went very smoothly.”
Feather Pen was still worried that he would cause trouble.
That's hilarious.
To be on the safe side, Luke did not drink the Gollum Milk directly, but only checked how much was in it on the way.
"This thing shouldn't be as poisonous as the life fluid, right?"
The shadow left by the life fluid was too deep, and he has now successfully disenchanted himself with pharmaceutical products.
As he was shaking his head, Luke suddenly felt hot.
It's snowing, how did it catch fire?
There were tiny strange particles floating around. Luke frowned and raised his head, and his eyes were stung by the light source. When he squinted his eyes again, he saw a huge sword with dazzling brilliance firmly inserted under a tall statue not far away. The unseasonal temperature was radiating continuously from the sword body, and even the statue was reflected with red light.
It has innate special effects and the equipment grade is unpredictable.
"The Sword of the Sage."
A name popped up in Luke's mind almost immediately.
He had seen this when he was looking up the academy's information. It was the sword of the ancestor of mankind. It was said that whoever could pull it out and gain the sword's recognition would become the next owner of the sword.
"What an old-fashioned setting." Luke shook his head.
Of course, no one has done it over the years, and it has now become a famous scenic spot.
"Now that I'm here, I might as well go."
Under normal circumstances, Luke would go and pull it out no matter what. But today, he bravely said no and walked forward without looking back.
As long as you don't cause trouble, nothing will happen!
Luke walked calmly, confidently and gracefully, and he didn't even glance at the celebrities carrying swords when he passed by.
However, just as the sword passed by, a strong wind suddenly blew past his ears, blowing his hair up.
The hot wind against the wind gave Luke a bad feeling. He tried to distance himself, but the strange heat wave had no intention of letting him go. His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead under the pressure.
Crunch. Crunch.
The scabbard stuck in the soil began to loosen, and the ground suddenly cracked over a large area, then extended in all directions like a spider web.
Luke watched as the legendary sword spun and twisted back and forth several times, and it seemed to be pulling itself out.
The ominous premonition deepened further, and his lips moved stiffly:
“No…No way…”
Although he likes to take advantage of small opportunities, he knows better that a seemingly great opportunity falling from the sky is often a disaster rather than a blessing.
It was temporarily difficult for his legs to move, so Luke responded quickly by taking a step forward, stretching out his arms, gripping the hilt of the sword tightly with his palm, and pressing down.
"Dear," Lujia distracted himself to make his body more active, gritted his teeth and said to the sword, "Wait for me to go back and do a background check, then we can talk about the future."
I'll first see if you can pass the political review.
Regardless of whether Yibing could understand human language or not, Luke kept trying to reason with him.
The scabbard suddenly generated a huge force in the process of rising, and the next second, Luka's hand slipped and it flew out completely!
Half of the sky over the academy lit up.
The students who were going to the ceremony looked up in surprise, while the professors and lecturers in the college all changed their expressions: "Quick, notify the principal!"
The human leaders who arrived through the main gate thought it was an enemy attack at first. Just as they were about to go on alert, someone seemed to have thought of something and whispered, "Could it be..."
Near the Hall of Revelation, the envoys from the Holy Court had very ugly faces. The cold face of the Saint showed an obvious change in expression, and she was about to rush over.
A gentle voice stopped her.
"The celebration ceremony is about to begin, and the academy will handle other matters."
The saint's tone was light, but it brooked no objection.
The sword light shot up into the sky and the outside world fell into chaos. Near the astronomy tower, Luka watched the Sage's Sword flying towards him, as if it was a hot potato that he couldn't get rid of.
His bad premonitions had never failed. The moment he was forced to hold the sword, the will of the Sage's Sword was faintly transmitted through the sword body, forming a concise message in his mind: Run!
"run?"
Why do you want to run away?
The trouble that Lujia anticipated would come from his identity being exposed later, and whether the magic academy would easily let him take the sword away.
It is very common for people who look at treasures to think of themselves as the owners of the treasures.
But from what Sage Sword said, there are deeper troubles involved.
In the distance, many powerful auras are approaching.
Lujia made a prompt decision to put the sword directly into the storage ring, but failed.
"Grass."
He ran away with the sword in his arms.
"I knew it..." There is definitely something wrong with anything that is delivered to your door!
His super strong perception allowed him to sprint towards an area where there was almost no human presence, and Luka was keeping an eye on all directions.
Fortunately, I didn't see any special surveillance.
The First Magic Academy is usually very closed, and surveillance is usually only set up in individual buildings where important objects are stored.
When Luke was sprinting at a speed of 10,000 meters, the air in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and the ripples almost made him brake suddenly. The next second, a figure jumped out from the torn space.
When their eyes met, both of them were stunned.
When Quill saw the sword in Luke's arms, his eyebrows jumped.
Luka felt that there was a powerful person tracking the direction from which the feather pen came, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Without any prior agreement, the two parties continued to run towards the dense forest.
Quill: "Don't use the space scroll directly."
Luka had long guessed that the academy must have related restrictions, so even the wings would be useless, let alone the scrolls. Without bothering to ask why he was also fleeing, Luke frowned and said, "We have to find a way to cover up our presence."
"It's not difficult. Let's find a hiding place first."
"Bury it right here."
Quill had just taken a drop or two of blood from an animal in the forest and was about to cast a spell to assimilate the aura, but paused when he heard this.
Lujia said seriously: "The building will definitely be searched carefully. It's not safe to run around on the road. Who would have thought that we were in a pit?"
Dig a hole and bury yourself.
Quill sneered, "Don't even think about it."
A quarter of an hour later, Quill remained in the pit with an expressionless face.
It was pitch black all around. Luke sat cross-legged and took a few deep breaths before asking, "What's wrong with you?"
Quill turned his face away: "There was a little accident."
That year, the apprenticeship notebook was discovered and confiscated by the school. Who would have thought that the dead student had soul fragments attached to the diary. Even if only a few fragments are left, they are still bound by the contract they made during their lifetime. After the soul senses their own existence, it will automatically absorb them and prepare to renew the contract.
The result is predictable, which attracted the attention of the teacher in charge.
Luke clicked his tongue and shook his head, preparing to narrate his experience.
Quill interrupts.
A man is holding a sword, you can tell from the picture.
Now is not the time to clear his name, Lujia took out the terminal and prepared to send a message to the saint first.
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Inside the Hall of Revelation.
As the place where the college holds important ceremonial activities, it can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people today.
At first glance, there was a huge crowd of people. They were all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, and the nobles sat in their seats in an orderly manner. There was no noise at this moment in the huge space. Even newspaper employees have fixed positions and cannot move freely.
The officials, nobles and representatives of all classes who were qualified to enter here entered at least half an hour in advance to avoid being late, so they were not aware of the sudden situation outside.
The saint has just finished his speech, and now a high-ranking human official is speaking.
However, most of the audience's eyes were still uncontrollable, and they would occasionally steal glances at the elegant white robe on the stage.
The guests tried hard to suppress their excitement. Not to mention them, even the senior officials who were qualified to stand on the podium would keep an eye on the saint out of the corner of their eyes, trying to judge by the changes in his expression whether he was satisfied with their speech.
Buzz.
A short and dull vibration suddenly sounded.
The saint's eyebrows moved. According to Luke's marketing plan, he only needed to take out the terminal at today's ceremony, take a look at it, and then put it back.
And it can't be deliberate, it should be very natural.
The original plan was that the ferret would send the message in the middle of the ceremony, but now it is obviously much earlier.
[You have a message from the Dragon Elf Yuruga! 】
When the saint took out the terminal, the people below stretched their necks unconsciously.
What is that?
It doesn’t look big, but it is a magical equipment that has never been seen before, and it exudes strange energy.
The saint slightly extended his hand near the fruit plate and cups.
This act of covering up further stimulated the curiosity of the guests in the auditorium.
Did the saint write on it? The senior official at the center of the podium was distracted and his speech got stuck accidentally.
After a moment, the saint finally raised his head, and his spiritual sense passed through the hall, glancing at the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth outside that had not yet dissipated, as if he was thinking about something.
When he lightly put away the terminal, everyone's curiosity reached its peak.
Who has the heart to listen to the speech now? The saint glanced over several times inadvertently, but unfortunately the time was too short and she didn't see clearly what it was.
The Lord of Giant Stone City, who had come specially to attend the celebration, asked in a low voice: "You just..."
"I'm just giving you an important message." The saint replied casually, in a low voice.
This made everyone even more itchy. Everyone looked at the person sitting next to them who was familiar to them, and sent signals with their eyes: Have you seen that thing?
No.
Me neither.
As the most glamorous celebrity in the holy city, every move of the saint will be watched endlessly. The implicit publicity from the celebrity will penetrate into the subconscious mind invisibly.
It just so happens that it is a new and strange thing that I have never seen before, and the unfamiliarity makes it seem more noble.
This is a carefully designed soft-text advertising trap!
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Excerpt from Luke's diary:
I don't know, it just flew over here so fast.
The First Magic Academy @Sword of the Sage: Why did it take off?
Sword of the Sage: Please stay tuned for the next episode.
Luke: ...
What do you think of my diary?
Now that I have the terminal, I will switch to Space Nest in the future.
Alex: There was no such condition in my time. We all depended on the word of mouth of the diary.
Luke: ...
I am a fast-paced little bee, so I am not a dog who breaks chapters. I endorse [sunglasses] for myself and catch the tail of the weekend, and then I drop 66 small red envelopes~
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