The trainee magician whispered again: "That's not all, this junior magician Farasi is still the favorite student of our college, from the dean to every teacher."
The magic apprentice asked: "Is it because she is beautiful?"
The trainee magician whispered: "Bah, you are not old, but your mind is quite flexible. But if you dare to say that, you will not survive tonight. This senior Farasi is indeed beautiful, but there is a reason why he is so popular with everyone. But it’s not this, because she is Master Victor’s disciple.”
The magic apprentice asked curiously: "It turns out that she is a disciple of Master Victor. No wonder."
The trainee magician said disdainfully: "What do you know? You must know that Master Victor is the best enchanter on the continent and is proficient in the production of magic items, so everyone hopes that Senior Farasi will come to the place he is responsible for to cause trouble more. Sometimes I take the broken things to Archmage Victor's magic tower, and they will be repaired or replaced with new ones in a few days... "
The trainee magician became more and more excited as he talked, but he forgot to control his voice and was heard by Farasi sitting in the front row. How could Farasi tolerate others saying these things about her behind her back, especially when Captain Ryan was still next to her. She jumped up suddenly, turned around and shouted loudly to the unobtrusive trainee magician behind her: "Which teacher are you a disciple of? According to the regulations of the magic academy, matters between magicians can be resolved with spells. ', I beg to challenge you!"
Farasi's words frightened the trainee magician and turned pale. He had seen Farasi fight with other magicians. Even a junior magician of the same level could not stop Farasi's five spells. He was still a just-in-time magician. Why should a promoted trainee magician fight with others
At this moment, Ryan's voice appeared in Faras's ear: "Fani, why do you care what others say? We can't control other people's mouths, but we can control our own behavior."
Faras glared fiercely at the pale, unlucky trainee magician and the young magic apprentice next to him, then turned around and sat down.
Seeing that Faras sat back after listening to his companion's advice, the trainee magician picked up his things and slipped out of the hall like a fly. Alando, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but admire him: "You can run out of this." In terms of speed, if I don’t transform, I’m afraid I’ll be defeated.”
Just as this episode was about to end, a magnetic male voice appeared in the entire hall: "Fanny, are you back?"
Everyone looked towards the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a young man with blond hair and big blue eyes slowly walking towards Farasi, followed closely by seven or eight people. A young man wearing the robe of an apprentice magician.
Faras gritted her teeth and revealed a name that disgusted her: "Bailey Reeves."
Bailey-Reeves smiled slightly, showing a smile that fascinated countless little girls in the imperial capital, and said to Faras: "Dear Fanny, it is a great honor to see you here."
Farasi said disgustedly: "Yes, I would be happier if I couldn't see you."
Bailey-Reeves gracefully made a noble salute to Faras and his companions, and said, "Since you have friends here, Fanny, I won't disturb you. Let's have a good time when we are free." Let’s talk.”
Faras immediately said: "It seems there is nothing to talk about between us, right?"
Bailey-Reeves said: "Fanny, you are so busy that you have forgotten such an important thing. We had a discussion together half a year ago, and we agreed that the losing party would agree to the winning party's request."
Faras said: "Are you sure? What were my actual words?"
Bailey-Reeves said: "You asked for a duel with me, and I agreed, but made a request, that is, 'the losing party agrees to the winning party's request.' I won that match, right? I think, The noble genius girl, Ms. Rose Faras of the Imperial City, will not fail to fulfill her promise, right?"
Farasi corrected: "I did not agree to your request. My original words were 'we will talk after the competition is over'. Now that the competition is over, my reply is, if I win, you should stay away from me. Don't Come and bother me; if I lose, then I will go far away. I haven't been to the imperial capital in the past six months, doesn't it count as fulfilling my promise?"
Bailey-Reeves was speechless. When Faras said this, she did not break her promise. But Bailey-Reeves was flexible after all. He quickly said: "I think your strength must have improved in the past six months, Fanny. Why don't we try it again sometime? It doesn't seem right to always let Fanny run away from home." That's what a gentleman like me should do."
Before Faras could speak, Ryan stood up and interjected: "Mr. Magician, I wonder if you participated in this year's Royal Athletic Competition?"
Bailey-Reeves glanced at Ryan, who was wearing civilian clothes, and his eyes suddenly showed a sense of contempt. He said arrogantly: "Fani, your civilian friend seems to be too rude to interrupt. A conversation between two nobles. If it were in my house, huh."
Farasi said angrily: "Bai Lei, listen, my friend doesn't need you to tell me what to do, his words are what I mean. If you participate in the Royal Athletic Competition, if we can draw lots by then, we will naturally We will tell the difference, I am here today to listen to Teacher Victor’s lectures, not to listen to your endless nonsense.”
Just as he was talking, Teacher Victor appeared in the hall. Bailey-Reeves saw Farasi's teacher coming. He knew that he would probably suffer a loss if he continued to pester him, so he said: "In that case, let's meet at the Royal Athletic Competition. I hope you are rude." The kids won’t be so scared that they wet their pants.”
Bailey-Reeves' words made several trainee magicians behind him laugh. Faras wanted to rush up and beat Bailey-Reeves hard, but she knew that she and the opponent were about the same strength. If they really fought, , I'm afraid it's another war of attrition, and it's obviously not suitable today.
Faras glanced at Ryan next to him, and saw Ryan's lowered hands tightly clasped together. Faras said quickly: "Ryan, don't take his words to heart. This kind of person is not worth being angry with."
Ryan suddenly laughed after listening to Farasi's words. Farasi looked at Ryan in surprise, who said softly: "We can't control other people's mouths, but we can control our own behavior." Then he sat down gently. Seeing that Ryan seemed to have nothing to do, Faras sat down because Victor's class was about to begin.