The pounding excitement faded away, and tiredness and drowsiness invaded everyone silently in the dark.
There were a few small oil lamps hanging around the open space, which looked like inconspicuous fireflies.
Everyone was burying their heads in their tents.
The rustling sound of fine sand filled the surroundings, like a lullaby. Many people have given up and simply fell on the mats of the tents and slept soundly under the curtain.
Suso was very interested in helping at first, but after three minutes of persistence, he would only hold the mat and flow harazi.
Di Lin, who was born in the most prominent nobleman in Dreamland, didn't know how to set up a tent. Fortunately, before he came, his magic enlightenment tutor had reminded him and taught him to do this in person. It can be seen that pitching tents at St. Padres College is a valuable college tradition.
It took him an hour to set up the tent in almost darkness. At this time, most of the people have fallen asleep. Dilling moved Soso to one side of the tent before laying down with a sigh of relief.
finally reached.
He closed his eyes.
Only by experiencing it can you realize how easy it is to get to this point. In fact, if Princess Joni hadn't been ordered to leave school at the last minute to go home to reflect, maybe the place where he was lying at the moment was the student dormitory of the Saint-Sauveur Academy of Glory. It's hard to forget the excitement and excitement in my father's heart when he brought this news back. Although in Shaman Lille, knights are equally respected, but this does not meet the small calculus in his heart.
He wanted to be a student of St. Pardes not only because he wanted to be a magician, but more because he wanted to escape the shackles of the royal family. And this, only St. Pardes College can do.
Suo Suo, who was beside him, turned over, and his warm breath kept spraying his earlobe.
Dilling took out the blanket from the space bag, put it over the two of them, and then turned to sleep.
The softness of the tent cushions is limited, so the sky was still bright, and Dilling and Soso were woken up by their sore backs. The two took out the mouthwash from the space bag and rinsed their mouths, then wiped their faces with a towel.
Suso suddenly said, "Are we at St. Pades College now? Didn't I have an absurd dream when I was camping?"
Dilling was numb to the excitement that appeared from time to time, so he packed his things, opened the tent and walked out.
Once out of the tent, he froze.
Because McCreeth was marking the tent with a group of magisters.
Seeming to sense his gaze, McCreeth turned his head and grinned at him.
Soso just stuck his head out and screamed suddenly when he saw his smile. His voice is not small, let alone in the quiet morning. Immediately, all the students were alarmed, hurriedly got out of the tent, and looked around alertly.
McCreese's smile froze.
Following him, the magisters who were marking the tent also froze.
Dilling rubbed his forehead helplessly, and reached out to cover Soso's mouth. He can almost predict that with Soso, his study career for the next six years will be quite exciting.
In any case, Suso completed the wake-up service after all.
McCreese came over to say "greetings" in person, "I'm very curious about the reason for your screaming. If you don't mind, can you explain?"
Soso shrank his shoulders. Since seeing him floating in the air last night, Susuo has been resisting him from the bottom of his heart.
Dilling explained calmly: "He has been an admirer of Your Excellency since he was a child, so he is so excited about your smile."
"Oh? Is that so?" McCreeth looked at Soso suspiciously.
Soso bowed his head.
This move was obviously misunderstood by him as shy, and McCreese's face finally looked better, "Okay. You two stay here for a while, and I will arrange the other students first."
In fact, without his arrangement, the magisters he brought have already selected almost all the students.
Seeing that he and Dilling were left alone, Soso said uneasy, "Will we be returned?"
"No." Dilling was quite confident about this. St. Padres College would rather leave them in the warehouse for storage than risk breaking the contract to return them.
McCreese randomly assigned the remaining students to the mages who still had places, and asked them to take people away and then turn around and come back.
Soso's body stretched straight.
McCreeth nodded in satisfaction. For those who worship him, he never hesitates to show a gentle side, "Is that tent yours?"
Without waiting for Dilling to answer, Suo Suo said, "No!"
McCreese was stunned and said, "Then your..."
"Not from us." Suoso bit her lip and said firmly, "It's all from the academy."
"That's right..." McCreese wanted to express his meaning further, and he heard Suosuo continue excitedly, "I'm ready to contribute to the academy at any time!"
McCreese: "..." If he remembered correctly, they should be running a school, not an army, right
Dilling explained with a smile: "As long as it's about you, he is always very excited. Especially this year your name is ranked ninth in the ranking of magicians in Dreamland."
The Magic Guild holds a ranking of wizards every year to imply that it is the largest organization of wizards. Of course, in order to improve the status of the magic guild, there will always be some tricks in it. For example, the Magic Guild will do its part to take the top three every time. Although in the eyes of most Holy Court magisters, the so-called first, second and third masters are simply bad old men who only lose their hair every day.
McCreese frowned and said, "Is the Magic Guild still messing around?" But instead of pursuing this topic, he took out a fiery red pen from the space bag, walked to their tent, and drew a badge.
Every magician who can make magic scrolls is a master at drawing.
Suosuo blinked and whispered: "My family's badge is not like this." He paused, and then said, "Neither is the Basec family."
McCreese said: "Of course this is not the badge of your family, this is the badge of the tenth-order positive magister Hydein Tagilis."
Dilling suddenly said, "Is he our future mentor?"
"Yes." McCreese looked at the two energetic faces in front of him, and suddenly couldn't bear it. "Hyde is a great magician. Even after thousands of years, no one can deny this."
Dilling noticed the strangeness in his tone.
Suo Suo didn't think so much, but simply brightened his eyes and said, "Ah. So you're not our mentor?"
Seeing him staring at him with bright eyes, McCreese thought he felt sorry for it, and reassured him: "It's not certain. It depends on whether Hyde is willing to accept you." Since Hyde insisted on selecting students, so The academy finally decided that if Hyde brushed off the students, then as the dean, he must accept them as the dean. For this semi-coercive semi-coercive decision, he was quite critical at first, but after seeing Susuo's pure and bright eyes, he suddenly changed his decision, "Do your best. If you really can't pass, I will accept yours. ."
Suosuo said without thinking, "I will definitely try my best to pass!"
McCreese: "…"
Dilling explained: "No matter what, he will not lose face in front of you."
McCreese looked at Soso's fighting face kindly. Such a good boy.
Dilling stared at Heidein's badge in a daze.
He finally remembered that he seemed to have heard the name from a magical enlightenment teacher.
A… not very popular character.
McCreese gave each of them a pamphlet detailing the location of St. Padres College. Such as the receipt of daily necessities, the location of the canteen... Then, they are left to fend for themselves.
After taking a nap, Suosuo saw the densely packed empty tents and asked Dilling worriedly, "Will we be abandoned?"
Dilling didn't lift his head and said, "The registration day for new students is three days in total, and we came too early."
Susuo said, "But why didn't only our mentor appear?"
It's such a terrible feeling to be left behind.
Dilling remembered all the rumors about Hydein, and a shadow was cast in his heart. If their mentor is sure it's him...
There was a sudden gust of wind in the southeast.
Soso and Dilling stood up at the same time and looked up.
After a while, four magicians appeared in the sky, each of them holding a bamboo pole. There was a chair on the four intersecting bamboo poles, and a young man dressed in elaborate royal banquet attire sat arrogantly on it. They didn't seem to notice the people below, but flew in the direction of the academy.
Due to the backlight, the young man's face was hidden in a light.
But Dilling was too familiar with the golden eagle-headed badge under the chair—
Chopping the imperial family.