Chapter 285 Running

Rursk Higher Academy of Magic.

The Prophet brought her apprentices to this high magic academy.

She glanced at the parchment scroll in her hand, which was sealed with a wax stamp with the seal of an owl.

This scroll is the admission certificate of Rursk Higher Magic Academy. Joshua successfully made the prophet and her apprentices become members of the Higher Magic Academy through the back door of the man in gray.

"Teacher, are human beings sent to the academy at such a young age?"

The Prophet's apprentice walked side by side with the Prophet on the tree-lined path of the academy, and on the way they met several spellcasters who looked to be only about ten years old.

"Those are elementary colleges. Once any human offspring reaches the age, their parents will try their best to send them to the magic academy to learn new knowledge."

The Prophet also has a certain amount of research on the social structure of human beings. She looked at those human beings who were about the same age as her in appearance, but her heart was so heavy that it was terrible.

"I... When I was young, I could only help my father take care of those hellhounds." An apprentice said a little disappointed.

"The devil world doesn't have a formal academy at all, and your race is hundreds of times stronger than humans, and you can become qualified fighters even without training."

The Prophet glanced at the four apprentices under his command. Except for one of the apprentices with the blood of the succubus, the other three apprentices could become spellcasters not weaker than low-level spellcasters just by relying on the talents and abilities of their own race. warrior.

Because of the demon's superiority over human beings, many demons believe that human knowledge and magic are useless.

Perhaps this view still had some effect a hundred years ago, but today, a hundred years later, human magical machinery has completely surpassed the physical ability and talent of demons.

"The knowledge you have learned will have a decisive impact on the future of the Demon Realm after you return to the Demon Realm, so I hope you will stop playing around in the human world with a playful mentality."

The Prophet had just finished educating his four apprentices in a serious tone, but she felt that the air around her suddenly became restless.

"Footsteps."

The prophet looked behind, and she heard extremely dense footsteps approaching her.

"Enemy...enemy?"

The spirits of the four apprentices tensed up instantly, and they leaned together. The Prophet made a decision after taking off his glasses to see clearly the figure running from afar.

"Get out of the way," said the Prophet.

The apprentices were still in doubt, and the prophet just walked to the side of the road indifferently.

Her apprentices also quickly understood what the mentor meant, and ran to the side of the Prophet. The moment they stood firmly beside the Prophet, a hurricane rolled up behind them.

This not so spacious road was occupied by humans in the blink of an eye. They ran towards the other side of the road with the same goal. There were so many of them. If the four apprentices were still standing in the middle of the road, it was very likely that they would It will be stepped on as a 'devil's sandwich', or mint flavor.

"What... are they doing? Running... running away?"

The less courageous of the four apprentices was startled by so many humans swarming in.

Judging from the attire of these humans, they are all students of this high magic academy, and the prophet also keenly captured that there are members of other academies among them.

"I don't know..." The Prophet shook his head. If Joshua were here, he would definitely give such a simple and incisive answer as 'dinner is open'.

But in fact, the destination of these students is the opposite of the restaurant of the Rursk Higher Academy of Magic.

"It may be possible to glean information on this from a human being."

The Prophet waited until he was at the end of the crowd. A few girls with poor physical strength walked scatteredly on this tree-lined path. The Prophet spotted a girl who seemed to be quite talkative and walked up.

"Hello."

The prophet looked up at the girl with long silver-gray hair. The prophet always felt that he had seen her face somewhere.

"Hello... a face I haven't seen before, are you from the elementary department?" The girl bent down and looked at the prophet.

The Prophet didn't give her an answer, but just showed the girl the sheepskin scroll sealed with the owl wax seal, which also proved her identity as a freshman in the Higher Department.

"It turned out to be... a freshman, at this time? Well... my name is Hellland Lloyd, and you are welcome to this academy."

Herlan reached out his hand to the girl who was only as tall as her belly.

"prophet."

The Prophet also stretched out her hand and told Herlan her code name. She rarely told outsiders her real name.

"The Prophet...a strange name." Helllan didn't delve into it, she looked up and down this somewhat special freshman, "Are you going to watch Belle and Leon's interview too?"

"Interview?" It was not the first time that the Prophet heard some strange words after he came to this city.

"Just in front of this road, a magical machine named 'TV' seemed to be installed in the magic arena of our college yesterday. Through that machine, it seems that Belle and Leon can be seen talking with their own eyes." Herlan pointed to the end of the road.

All the students who ran on this road were trying to grab a place in the arena.

Due to her poor physical fitness, Heerlan could only walk slowly.

"It's Belle and Leon, you should know it! It's the hero and heroine of "This Devil Is Not So Cold" and "Beauty and the Devil."

Behind Hellan, another young girl appeared. This young girl's eyes were shining brightly, making the Prophet keep stepping back.

From her body, the prophet felt the breath of the holy light... The person in front of her was undoubtedly a believer in the Kingdom of the Holy Order.

"She's Sansa, my friend, I'm sorry to scare you, do you want to go to the arena together later?"

Helllan extended an invitation to this junior who looked very young, and the intellectual aura emanating from the prophet made Helllan feel very close.

"about this…"

Facing Hellan's invitation, the Prophet was hesitant. Joshua had told her 'don't run around with strangers'.

While hesitating, the Prophet suddenly heard the sound of a horse's hooves hitting the ground.

"Be careful!" The Prophet reacted instantly, pulling Hellan and Sansa to hide aside the road.

In just a few seconds, a unicorn-like creature engraved with thunder and lightning inscriptions ran past the prophet. On the back of this creature was a girl who was slightly older than the prophet.

When this unicorn was running, it could vaguely hear the sound of thunder and lightning exploding, and it didn't look like that kind of 'gentle' horse.

"The unicorn favored by the God of Thunder, isn't this the monster owned by the chief of the Clothier School of Magic?"

Herlan instantly recognized the origin of this monster. She really didn't understand why the head of the academy next door would ride such a dangerous monster and run around in this academy.

"Miss...please don't ride... inside the academy..."

When the unicorn ran past, a panting servant followed from behind. Before he could finish his words, the unicorn disappeared at the end of the road.

"I think she may also come to see this 'interview'." The Prophet pushed his wooden-rimmed glasses and came to a conclusion.

"The dean of Clothier School of Magic seems to have rejected the proposal to introduce that magical machine, so did he come to our school?"

Helllan's news is very well-informed. After all, it is in the Higher Magic Academy next door. For them, the students of that academy are more of competitors.

"Ah! This is our territory, how can it be taken over by other academies!" Sansa only came to her senses at this moment, and wanted to drag Hellan to the arena.

"It's too late to go now."

Hellan took a breath. For her who majored in magic machinery and order inscriptions, her physical strength was really not as good as that wild mage sister.

"Maybe we can go to a few seniors majoring in prophecy. Their 'omniscient eyes' should be able to see the scene in the arena through the crystal ball." Herlan said.