The Black Scepter

Today, I need to calm down to sort out some things. In the morning, I will do some mid-term report. I have nothing to do with the graduation design. I was sprayed by the instructor. During this day, I may need to be busy with the experiment to update the guarantee of 3,000. Two more tickets broke out.

Thank you for your support.

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Three days of martial law at Tarrens College.

All students are suspended, and the teaching order of the entire college is broken. The number of people in the dormitory is counted, no matter whether the noble civilians are allowed or not.

Some students saw the carriage with the cross sign of the Patriarch of Constantine driving into the main entrance of Tarrens through the window. Although there was no extravagant ceremony and volley, but the carriage passed by silently and quietly, even The students who watched from the neck a few hundred meters away held their breath.

Although it is impossible to be sure that it is the legendary carriage of the Patriarchs of the four parishes of the Byzantine Empire, at least this level of carriage will never be a neglected little person.

Then came a dark-colored carriage without the emblem. The driver drove straight in, and the driver wore a black robe-after staying in the teaching area, he left quietly for less than an hour, quietly and silently, depressed atmosphere from beginning to end All over the campus.

When Murphy returned to the dormitory, he greeted the attention of hundreds of people along the way.

Guevara followed behind, and stood quietly at the door after the young master entered his room. The silver medal on his chest had a slight reflection-three gold bars under a long sword, high-level swordsman Proof.

For this reason, no student dared to say more nonsense.

After entering his dormitory, Murphy did not walk directly into the study room to study those obscure books for the first time. Instead, he sat in a soft armchair that he had not sat in several times, and exhaled gently, calming his heart.

Just now, Akar Windsor, the Duke of the Empire, the father of Murphys, came to the Tarrens College personally and had a face-to-face exchange with the son of a second-class empire who bravely faced the assassin and successfully escaped. ten minutes.

There is not much content, and the dialogue is surprisingly few. The first in-depth conversation between the father and son was in this life-threatening storm. I have to say that when the civilians try to raise their heads and envy the life of the great aristocrat, they never think of it. The environment in which they live is even more dangerous than the jungle.

Murphy, who proposed to leave this academy and intend to study magic, was the first to request this father. Although the latter was a sage saint of the empire, he did not let his son go according to his own wishes like most families On the contrary, he happily agreed with his son’s request and said that he would give a reply within three days.

As for the Christoph family who attacked Murphy, Lord Duke did not say much, but just gently pressed his son’s shoulder and said, “You are suffering.”

At that moment, Murphy’s eyes were inexplicably sour.

The hawkish leader nobleman left nothing superfluous, not even an Aztec gold coin-in fact, Murphy did not spend more than ten gold coins from the beginning of school, and this This level of expenditure is even lower than the most common wealthy businessmen and children among the students.

Money does not have much meaning in the eyes of Murphys at the moment.

The chaotic memories made Murphy’s thoughts messy, but finally found that the scene where the little nun lying on the bed was so pale that he couldn’t forget it, stretched his hands to cover his face and rubbed it, and he had not slept well for three days. Entering the study, instead of sitting at the desk, he took off his gorgeous coat, put on a white linen, and walked to the dead Assassin’s body in the room.

Apart from the three people who were entangled outside the church and were eventually beheaded, there are also three assassins in the church, a puppet master who is very rare in the magic system, and two dead men who are used as killers.

Guevara has done his best to deal with the three obscure corpses to the extent that human figures can be seen. The table with the corpses was temporarily purchased. This test bed for alchemists has a cooling magic array, The three bodies were kept at freezing point, but not too stiff or rotten.

The frowning Murphy first looked at the bodies of the two assassins, dissected and looked at the injuries caused by all the wounds on the body, and concluded that the fatal injuries of the two people were from Aquinas. Punch with a punch.

It seems ordinary, but it is fatal.

Especially the guy who almost succeeded in sneak attack, he was killed directly after being hit by Aquinas,

The fist hit the bottom of the left rib, and the consequence was that all the organs in the chest of this person’s upper body became a mess, which was simply unrecognizable.

Recalling the noble sacred breath of the old man, Murphy really felt that he should walk more carefully in this dangerous city-if the next time an enemy rather than a friend has this power, it is estimated that he is lying now .

The anatomy is proceeding very quickly. The two assassins are male. It is needless to say that the muscles of the body are explosive. None of the excess items on the body can prove their identity. The poisoned dagger and the at least four hidden weapons on the body prove that they are elite dead. Scholars, but these things are of little value, and what interests Murphys more is the puppet master who was killed by the Neapolitan magic steel dagger.

This is a woman-frankly speaking, from the puppet master’s face, she can’t distinguish her gender. If it weren’t for the soft **** and the body exposed by Murphy’s broken black robe, it’s hard to imagine this The cruel and sinister guy is a woman who looks soft and weak.

The main reason why Murphy was able to kill her in one blow was Aquinas’s perverted strength, which directly caused the puppet master who used puppetry to control the nuns to be bitter and temporarily lost her combat ability, while always protecting her magic shield It was not much thicker than the parchment in front of the Naples magic steel dagger, and was finally beheaded by angry Murphy. There was only one scar on the body, and it was also the most terrifying of the three.

Turning the blue body, Murphy’s indifferent expression and eyes never wavered. While the other person was doing nothing in the dormitory, the teenager was bearing and personally solving the burden brought by the family.

Behind the blockbuster, how many people can really appreciate the hardships accumulated?

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While Murphy was dissecting the body alone, Clivi still struggled forward in the sea of ​​books.

Entering the Panther School of Magic is definitely not to come to Tarrens. It is enough to just send Aztec gold coins. In that world-famous top magic school, gold coins are only consumables and not used to display things. Pansai The other name of the Seoul Magic Academy is “gold coin incinerator”, which means naturally needless to say, but if you want to really enter this college, true learning is the biggest weight.

At the age of eleven, most children at this age are carefree about what to eat for dinner today or what games they can play with their partners today, but Clive has a defense about shield enchantment. The theoretical papers sorted out and sorted out the literature all night.

A paper that can be published is definitely not something that ordinary people can write at will after reading several magic textbooks. In addition to a large number of citation materials and perhaps as many as dozens of pages of argumentation and reasoning, it may also include experiments in several large boxes In the analysis of item samples and experimental results, everything is difficult and abnormal, and this is only the first threshold-that is, the threshold for “publishing”, not the threshold for “entry to the Pansell School of Magic.”

As for the review standards of the top colleges that he needs to look up to, Clivi is not clear, he can only do his best.

In fact, Clive’s first personal paper was already completed when he first met Murphy, but just as he was preparing to release it, Murphys handed over the book “On the Phenomenon of Magical Shield Exemption” which completely subverted him. After understanding my previous understanding of the “magic shield”, my own paper happened to be in this direction-the end result was that Clivi burned his paper quietly.

One hundred and twenty-seven full parchments are written, but no one is left.

Because he saw the gap, and saw his seemingly large reading volume that was small and unassailable weakness.

Writing the essay again, Clivi was unprecedentedly serious, so that when the college had a major event that required martial law for three days, he was still in the astrological pavilion. .

It wasn’t until three days later that his activist’s stiff body walked to the window, thinking about whether the food on the table could support today. Murphy’s figure appeared on the thirteenth floor of the astrological pavilion.

“A book list, I don’t know if it is useful to you.”

Murphy threw the highly-oriented book list to Clivi, and he didn’t talk much about himself-his arms were still wrapped in bandages, and he was faint when walking, Clivi knew Not much to ask, watched him leave, but did not know that this was the last time he saw the lonely back at Tarrens College.

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What happened in the church made Murphys already make the decision to transfer, but he still continued to be an honest student in the college before the final result came out.

After the martial law ended, the Tarens students continued to start classes as usual, but the basic theology course was temporarily suspended because the church needed repairs-in fact, Aquinas’s first two blows not only caused the death of two assassins, but also caused the floor There were cracks in the walls that were difficult to cover, and looking at the church with the gate closed not far away, Murphy turned to the tall tower outside the college.

The magician Della’s smirking expression makes Murphy feel strange-he always feels a little messy when standing in front of this teacher. The deeper the teacher is, the more she feels that she is unfathomable, Murphy The awe in Si’s heart grew more serious, but seeing her very different and usual expression really gave Murphy a bad hunch.

“Severe injury?”

“Not yet.”

Murphy moved his finger, and the pain in his arm persisted.

“Decided to leave the college?”

“Ok.”

“Where to go?”

“Study magic, maybe Pansell School of Magic.”