Rusk High School of Magic.
The Prophet brought her apprentices to this high school of magic.
She glanced at the parchment scroll in her hand, which was sealed with a wax stamp bearing the mark of an owl.
This scroll is the admission certificate of the Rusk High School of Magic. Joshua successfully made the Prophet and her apprentices members of the High School of Magic through the back door of the man in gray.
"Teacher, are humans going to be sent to the academy at such a young age?"
The Prophet's apprentice walked side by side with the Prophet on the avenues of the academy. On the way, they met several spellcasters who seemed to be about ten years old.
"Those are the academies of the elementary department. As soon as any human child reaches the age, their parents will send them to the magic academy as much as possible to learn new knowledge."
The Prophet also has some research on the social structure of human beings. She looks at those human beings who are almost the same age as her, but her heart is terrifyingly heavy.
"When I was young, I could only help my father take care of those hellhounds." An apprentice said a little disappointed.
"There is no formal academy in the devil world at all, and your race's abilities are hundreds of times stronger than those of humans, and you can become a qualified warrior even without training."
The Prophet glanced at the four apprentices under his command. Except for one apprentice with a succubus blood, the other three apprentices could become no weaker than low-level spellcasters by relying on the talents and abilities of their own race. warrior.
Just because demons are superior to humans, many demons think that human knowledge and magic are useless.
Maybe this view was still useful a hundred years ago, but today, a hundred years later, the magic machinery of human beings has completely surpassed the physical strength and talent of demons.
"The knowledge you have learned will have a decisive impact on the future of the demon world after returning to the demon world, so I hope you will stop acting in the human world with a playful mentality."
The Prophet had just finished educating her four apprentices in a serious tone, but she felt the surrounding air suddenly become restless.
"Footsteps."
The Prophet looked behind her, and she heard extremely dense footsteps approaching her.
"Enemy... enemy?"
The spirits of the four apprentices tensed up instantly and leaned against each other. After the prophet took off his glasses and saw the figure running from a distance, he made a decision.
"Make 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 Prophet's side. Just as they stood firm on the Prophet's side, 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. If the four apprentices were still standing in the middle of the road, it was very likely. It will be trampled into a "devil sandwich", or mint flavor.
"He... what are they doing? Run... run?"
The timid one among the four apprentices was stunned by the swarming humans.
Judging from the costumes on these humans, they are all students of this high magic academy, and the prophet is very keen to capture the members of other academies among them.
"I don't know..." The Prophet shook his head. If Joshua was here, he would definitely give a simple and incisive answer like "The cafeteria is open."
But in fact the destination of these students is the opposite of the restaurant of the Rusk High School of Magic.
"It may be possible to gather information on this from a human being."
The Prophet waited until the end of the crowd. Several girls who were not very physically fit were walking on this tree-lined path. The Prophet spotted a girl who seemed to be very talkative and walked up.
"Hello."
The Prophet looked up at the girl with long silver-gray hair, and the Prophet always felt that she had seen her face somewhere.
"Hello... an unseen face, are you from the elementary school?" The girl leaned down and looked at the prophet.
The Prophet did not give her an answer, but showed the parchment scroll sealed with the wax seal of the owl to the girl, which also proved her identity as a freshman in the Higher Ministry.
"It turned out to be... a freshman, at a time like this? Hmm... my name is Helland Lloyd, and welcome to this academy."
Hurland reached out to the girl who was only as tall as her stomach.
"prophet."
The Prophet also stretched out his hand and told Hurland her own code name. She seldom told outsiders her real name.
"The Prophet... Strange name." Hurland didn't delve into it, she looked up and down the somewhat special freshman. "Are you also going to see Belle and Leon's interview?"
"Interview... talk?" After the prophet came to this city, it was not the first time that he heard some strange words.
"Just in front of this road, it seems that a magic machine called 'TV' was installed in the Magic Arena of our academy yesterday. Through that machine, it seems that you can see Belle and Leon talking with your own eyes." Hurland pointed to the end of the road.
All the students who ran on this road were trying to get a spot in the arena.
Because of his poor physical fitness, Hurland could only walk slowly.
"It's Belle and Leon, you should know it! It's the hero and heroine of "The Devil's Not Too Cold" and "Beauty and the Devil"."
Behind Hurland, another young girl appeared. The girl's eyes were shining, and she saw that the prophet kept retreating.
The Prophet felt the breath of the Holy Light on her body... The person in front of her was undoubtedly a believer in the Kingdom of the Holy Religion.
"She's Sansa, my friend, sorry for scaring you, will we go to the arena together later?"
Helland sent an invitation to the younger looking very young, and the intellectual aura emanating from the prophet made Helland feel very close to him inexplicably.
"about this… "
In the face of Hurland's invitation, the Prophet was in a hesitation. At the beginning, Joshua told her to "don't run around with strangers".
During the period of hesitation, the prophet suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves falling on the ground.
"Be careful!" The Prophet reacted instantly, pulling Hurland and Sansa to the side of the road.
In just a few seconds, a unicorn-like creature with lightning inscriptions engraved on its body ran in front of the Prophet, and a girl who was slightly older than the Prophet was sitting on the back of this creature.
When the unicorn was running, it could vaguely hear the sound of thunder and lightning, but it didn't look like that kind of "gentle" horse.
"The unicorn favored by the God of Thunder, isn't this a magical beast owned by the chief of the Clohir Academy of Magic?"
Hellan instantly recognized the source of this beast. She really didn't understand why the chief of the next academy would ride such a dangerous beast around the academy.
"Miss... please don't ride... in the academy... "
When the unicorn ran past, a servant followed from behind panting, and before he could stop the words, the unicorn disappeared at the end of the road.
"I think she might have come to see this 'interview' as well." The Prophet pushed on his wooden-framed glasses and came to a conclusion.
"It seems that the dean of the Clothier School of Magic has rejected the proposal to introduce that magic machine, so he came to our academy?"
Hurland'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 rivals to each other.
"Ah! This is our site, how can we be robbed by other academies!" Sansa woke up at this moment, and wanted to drag Helan to the arena.
"It's too late to go now."
Harlan took a breath. For her majoring in magic machinery and order inscriptions, her physical strength is really not comparable to that of the wild mage sister.
"Maybe we can go to a few seniors who majored in Prophecy. The 'Omniscient Eye' they cast should be able to see the pictures in the arena through the crystal ball." Helland said.