As soon as Ash entered the first trainee class, he saw a little boy in the class carefully placing a pentagonal crystal into the hand of a girl.
Little boy: "The stars will love you for me."
The girl stamped her feet in embarrassment: "What are you talking about!"
The little boy winked slyly: "That's its name."
Ash, who had been standing at the door and watched the whole routine from beginning to end, subconsciously raised his hand to touch the leather bag hanging on his waist. After touching the edges of the pentagonal crystal inside, he thought of something and his ears turned red. He then silently walked to his seat and sat down.
Soon, Angel arrived.
As soon as he arrived, he walked up to Ash and said excitedly, "Congratulations! You deserved the victory last night!" He was as curious as Yelena, "Do you know how you did it? Magic? Alchemical props? This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful starry sky!"
"It was Sigourney's idea," Ash said.
"As expected of you, Lord Scarlet Moon..." Angel exclaimed, "How amazing."
Speaking of this, he said mischievously, "Hey, Ash, you are also amazing. I heard that you went out on a date with Lord Scarlet Moon last night?"
Ash was stunned: "Date?"
Angel didn't notice Ash's hesitation and continued, "Actually, I also watched the stars with Miss Yelena last night!" He puffed out his chest proudly.
"You are so arrogant." Laverne, who was sitting next to him, exposed him bluntly, "You heard about the competition between the first and third wizard towers and wanted to help. In the end, you couldn't help at all, so you had to sit there and look at the stars."
Angel's face turned red. This guy always sabotages him. How annoying!
Ash saw that his eyes were red again, and quickly said, "Yeah, I know. Yelena told me this morning that you went to help Angel."
Angel opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Really? Miss Yelena knows me? Remember me?"
Ash nodded.
Let’s not mention here that Yelena didn’t remember his name at all, and just said he was “that kid named An”, right?
——After coming to Iluf for a few months, Ash has made some progress in his speaking skills.
Thanks to Ash's rare tactfulness, Angel was overjoyed and no longer bothered with the sarcastic Laverne.
"Let's go to the training ground together for the practical class later." Angel made the invitation.
Ash: "Yeah."
After the required courses are gradually getting on track, their elective courses are about to begin.
Ash has chosen to take courses such as Secrets of the Stars, Analysis of Potions, Practical Training and Guide to Capturing and Raising Magical Creatures. Soon his college life will become busy.
After the cultural class, he would have his first practical elective class, which would be held at the training ground of the academy. It was said that the teacher was not a wizard, but a real swordsman.
Thinking about the training of the hunting team in Duogu Village, Ash began to look forward to the practical class. However, despite his anticipation, he still listened carefully to the content of Gabi's cultural class.
After the cultural class, Ash and Angel quickly rushed to the training ground.
Among all the wizard apprentices in this class, they were the only two who signed up for the practical combat elective course, which was enough to show how deserted it was.
Because there are so few students who choose to take practical courses, this course is one of the few that is taught to all students, regardless of grade level, from wizard apprentices to formal wizards.
The training ground is located at the junction of the elementary department and the advanced department. It is like a huge bird's nest. There are closed individual training rooms and open-air spacious training playgrounds. Although practical classes are held here, it does not mean that this place is only used for practical training. Wizards often come here to test the power of spells and the performance of equipment.
Because the training ground has a powerful and solid defensive formation.
It was Ash's first time here.
Entering the building through an archway on the side and walking through a long corridor, you will arrive at the brightly lit open-air training ground.
It is now polar night, but with the headlights on all sides, the venue is still as bright as day.
There was a layer of fluffy grass sprouts growing on the training ground. The grass sprouts were light green, so light that they were almost white. Ash walked on them, and they felt soft and comfortable under his feet, making a slight rustling sound.
Angel stared at the ground below him, and it looked like he really wanted to lie down and roll around.
They seemed quite active and had arrived a little early, so now they were the only two people in the venue.
Angel looked around to see if there was anyone around, so he quietly squatted down, touched the itchy grass tip with his hand, and squinted his eyes comfortably. It seemed that the next step was to lie down directly.
But at this moment, a new student came in. He had to stand up again with a look of regret and unwillingness, and took up the idol burden of the elementary school student leader.
There were four students coming in, wearing black badges with galaxy patterns on their chests. They were mid-level wizards.
Ash felt that the leader looked very familiar. When he walked closer and took a closer look, he found that it was Lawton Bloomer, the grandson of the owner of the First Wizard Tower, whom Yelena had mentioned this morning.
Ash recognized Lawton, and Lawton also thought Ash looked very familiar. He tried to recall, but couldn't think of where he had seen this guy before. He just felt inexplicably angry and aggrieved when he saw Ash's face.
Lao Dun, who was already in a bad mood, said: "Hey, who are you? Which tower are you from?"
The big boss Angel was very dissatisfied with his attitude: "Angel, from the Kilvington family. What? Want to be on the Brilliant Daily?" The child said with his hands on his hips, "Oh, I forgot. You have been on the daily newspaper today. 'Admiring Scarlet Moon's beauty, trying every means to trick grandpa into giving you materials', isn't that you?"
It can be said that they stepped on Lawton's wounds again and again, just short of doing tap dance.
So without waiting for Ash to answer, Angel's wave of hatred was steady.
But Angel is from the Kilvington family. In Iluv, not all wizards belong to the Wizard Tower, there are also family forces like Kilvington. Although Lawton is arrogant, he is not stupid. When he heard Angel's identity, he knew that it would be difficult to do anything to him.
But the evil fire in one's heart must always have an outlet.
So he spoke without thinking, and things that he usually didn't dare to say publicly, he now blurted out everything.
"Admiration? Admiration for that vampire? Who doesn't know that he killed all the wizards and magical creatures in the Near Abyss Mountains? He killed humans and his own kind! The corpses on the mountain were piled up like a mountain! That bloodthirsty executioner!"
"He is so lowly and spineless, driven by humans and hated by his own kind." He vented all his resentment for losing more than he gained last night. "What's the point of him living? Sooner or later, he will go crazy like countless of his predecessors and burn himself in the sun, right?"
"Only that face is of some use! If he could kneel down before—" He didn't finish his words when he saw another boy, who looked familiar but he couldn't remember who he was, staring at him with a pair of light blue eyes.
The person who had no sense of existence before, now makes people feel frightened and almost suffocated when they look up.
The second half of his words got stuck in his throat, and he shrank back in fear at the young man's terrifyingly calm look, unable to utter any more words.
He froze for a long while before coming to his senses. He pointed at the boy angrily and said, "Good! You're good!"
He raised his hand as a casting gesture.
——Second-ring magic, Mayuf’s strong acid arrow.
However, the expected acid arrow did not appear.
Ash picked up Angel and threw him away, ready to fight. He was also stunned for a moment. Where's the arrow?
Angel was thrown aside and fell on his butt: "--Damn it, your intermediate badge was bought for you by your grandfather, right!" A magic spell failed and he fell for nothing!
Lawton's face turned red and white, he was shocked and angry. It was impossible for him to fail in casting the spell!
"This is the training ground." A deep voice came from the side, "The practical class also started a minute ago."
Several people in the field looked over there at the same time, and saw a tall and strong middle-aged man dressed in a capable swordsman's uniform approaching them at some point.
"This is a course to train the body and sharpen the will. No one may use magic in class without my approval." The man was holding a broadsword in one hand. His identity was obvious. He was their practical class teacher, a swordsman who could not use magic.
In the wizard world, the status of a swordsman is only slightly higher than that of an ordinary person, and is not comparable to that of a wizard. Lawton was still arrogant when facing wizards, let alone the swordsman in front of him.
He scowled, "Your admission? Why would I want an admission from a magic waste—ugh!"
He was probably unlucky today, for before he could finish his harsh words, the man easily raised his hand and threw the giant sword at him, which accurately brushed his toes and pierced the grass.
The silver-white sword reflected the light onto his frightened pale face.
The words he hadn't finished were cut short by the invisible threat.
"Very good, it seems you can all listen to me quietly until I finish speaking." The man smiled, with a masculine and sexy taste, "It's just a ban on magic. I won't stop the fight between you. On the contrary, I support you in using your strength to shut each other up."
He said humorously: "Just like I did just now."
Lawton, who was silenced: “…” This magical waste!
The man glanced at Lawton with a knowing look, and Lawton's body stiffened, and the dark thoughts in his heart also solidified. He lurked quietly, not daring to let the man see any clues.
"So, do you still want to fight?" He retracted his gaze and urged, "How about a fight without magic?"
Ash nodded without hesitation.
He wanted to beat up Lawton, even if it meant allowing him to use magic.
"You are so much younger than him, aren't you afraid of being at a disadvantage?" The man asked Ash, but he was deliberately provoking Lawton.
Ash shook his head, "He's weaker than me."
Lao Dun was so excited that his brain was filled with blood. He ignored the obstruction of his followers and agreed immediately: "Come on!" If he didn't accept it, and it got out that a man in his twenties was afraid of a teenager, how could he survive?
The man raised the corner of his lips, walked over, pulled out his greatsword, put it on his shoulder and walked aside.
"Listen carefully, this will end when one side admits defeat or loses the ability to fight. Then each of you should prepare yourself—" His voice was crisp and clear, "Begin!"
Lawton rushed towards Ash with his fist raised.
Ash stood there without moving, his eyes like a calm lake. No one could tell how deep the water was beneath the calm surface.
Lawton's figure was reflected in his eyes, getting closer and closer, full of flaws.
He narrowed his eyes, and when Lao Dun approached, he jumped lightly, used his legs as a whip, and hit the man directly in the cheek.
You have such a bad mouth, you deserve a beating.
It's so bad that I don't even want to touch it with my hands, so I'll just use my feet to beat it.
Lawton was kicked into the air and fell far away on the grass on the side. He bounced on the ground like a salted fish and then became motionless.
Angel, who was sitting on the grass, propped up his chin and watched the show, first heard the sound of the leg whip breaking the wind, but couldn't see Ash's movements at all, and widened his eyes in surprise. Then he saw Lawton spitting blood, saliva and teeth, spinning 360 degrees and landing, and he was so frightened that his mouth opened wide and couldn't close for a long time.
Perfectly stunned.
1. Solve it in one go?
He turned his neck stiffly to look at Ash who had completed the attack. What a hard kick!
Ash was still as quiet as ever, just a little annoyed.
Are you still upset? Angel heaved a sigh of relief. This was indeed his gentle friend!
Then he heard Ash muttering in a low voice--
"Are you dizzy? I haven't asked him to apologize to Sigourney yet... I should have used less force... But I'm so angry that I can't control myself..."
So upset.
Angel: "..." Gentle, little buddy?
Sure enough, it still doesn't exist.
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