Angel is about to start his class in Ashriere, like a whirlwind, blowing into the calm alchemy circle.
Just like the image when Angel was refining the rhythm of the ocean, there were no waves at first, but as the wind passed a little wrinkle, the ripples quickly formed and spread rapidly.
This speed of diffusion and the subsequent craze for class grabbing made some members of the R&D Institute who heard the news couldn't help but be surprised.
As the vice president of Ashriere, it was the first time that Sheri had seen such a large-scale class grab.
Moreover, the people who grabbed the class radiated from the alchemy circle and even outside the circle.
Although the topic is now on the Rising Stars competition, Angel's name has never disappeared from public opinion. Many people are very curious whether Angel has made the cut. Now, Ashlie Academy has released the news of Angel's opening, which proves that Angel has returned to Sky Machine City, which makes people who are curious, admire, worship and even hate, envy, and hostile towards Angel. They all want to find out.
This is also one of the reasons for the craze.
Because there are too many people rushing for the class, but the quota offered by Angel is the same as that of the water-marked witch. There are only fifty people. Deputy Dean Sheri has no choice but to ask Antonio to contact Angel with a cheeky face, hoping to increase it. A little spot.
However, Angel just asked Scheri: "In the course of the 50 members of the R&D Institute, is it more or less?"
The number of 50 lecturers is not the most among the courses of the R&D Institute members, but it is definitely not a lot. The class size is only slightly lower than that of Dean Muse and Mushroom Witch, but these two usually don't teach alchemy in their classes, so even if there is no limit on the number of people, not many people come.
"Since it's not too many, then don't add it." Angel said, he even wanted to reduce the number of people.
Angel did not add a class quota, but there were too many people rushing for the class, and there were many people who had a great relationship with Ashlie. Sheri had no choice but to do some operations secretly. The class snatch is called justice, but secretly it has already marked the price behind the class snatcher.
In this regard, Angel did not care. Although he still has some pressure in his heart for teaching, but after all, it is just for cheating... earning points, not officially accepting apprentices, it doesn't matter who listens.
The turmoil of grabbing the class lasted for two days. Although the 50 places have now been basically set, the turmoil is still reverberating inside the Sky Machine City.
However, Angel didn't care about these things at this time.
Because, the rematch of the Rising Stars is about to start.
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knock knock knock
There was a crisp knocking sound from the balcony window.
Angel raised his head from his desk writing. He didn't move. Two phantom limbs were born out of thin air behind him. One opened the curtain and the other opened the window skillfully.
As the window was pushed open, a small black shadow rushed in instantly.
The dark shadow was wrapped in a faint fragrance, and finally fell to Angel's neck, rubbing aggrievedly.
Angel looked down at Toby, who was covered in dust. He was crying pitifully at the moment, as if he wanted to arouse Angel's sympathy with a slightly sharper cry than usual.
"Little unscrupulous guy, training you is not for your own good." At this moment, a nasty female voice came in from the side.
Angel turned his head, and Greia, who was wearing a bright purple dress, also flew in along the open window and landed on the chair opposite Angel.
"This guy can obviously manipulate the energy to keep the dust from falling on his body, but he deliberately didn't do it, just to show you his embarrassed appearance, so as to pretend to be pitiful and refuse to train." Greya pointed to Toby, and then The person looked innocent, pretending not to understand what Greya said.
"I have a deep suspicion that this behavior of it is also affected by the idea of extreme resentment. Therefore, I decided to increase its training volume starting today."
Toby was still pretending that he didn't understand the language of the Twoleg beast, but after listening to Greya's words, he couldn't hold back immediately, and the undulating call came from its mouth, and the protest inside was self-evident.
However, Greia's mind has been decided, Toby can't shake it at all, he can only look at Angel, and pray for mercy from the little master.
Angel showed a look of pity and intolerance, and took advantage of the trend to follow Toby's blown feathers. In Toby's expectant eyes, Angel soothed: "This is actually for your own good."
Toby's aggrieved tweet.
Although Angel expressed the same meaning as Greya, one sang a white face and the other put a black face, and in the end Toby could only recognize it in a daze.
After solving Toby's question, Angel looked at Greya suspiciously: "Is there anything else?"
Greya pointed to the clock on the wall: "Don't tell me, you forgot the time."
Angel looked at the pointer of the wall clock and pointed to eight o'clock in the morning. He thought about it for a while, and showed a sudden realization: "I almost forgot, today is the time for the rematch of the Nova Tournament."
He took over the special judging task of the Rising Stars. Although he only needs to go to ten games, he can choose which games to judge, but he will definitely go to two games.
They are today's preliminary rounds and the finals at the end of the Rising Stars Tournament. He must go to these two games, and there are still many rumors about whether Angel will advance. His appearance in the preliminary round today can also put an end to this doubt.
Angel put away the notebook on the analysis of metamorphosis on the table, ready to freshen up a little, and went to the Infinite Battle Tower.
He wiped it lightly, and a water mirror appeared in the air.
Angel looked at the figure in the mirror. Although he had spent many days practicing Transfiguration, he looked neat because of the cleansing technique.
It seems that there is no need to tidy up, but from the perspective of personal etiquette, Angel is still ready to tidy up.
However, Angel's so-called clean up was just a wave of illusion on his body, and the slightly wrinkled gentleman's uniform was completely new under the cover of illusion.
"Packed up." Angel said confidently.
Greia, who witnessed this scene by the side: "..." This kind of clean up is soulless! Moreover, using illusion to cover up is not self-deception!
Greya tutted and shook her head: "I always thought you were very similar to your mentor, but now I find that, at least in etiquette, Sanders is more traditional than you."
Sanders, at least in this regard, will not use illusion to whitewash peace.
After that, Gloria took out a set of clothes.
Ink-colored aristocratic gentleman's clothes, pure white lining, dark-patterned bow ties, and a series of golden accessories, from walking sticks, chest chains, sleeve badges... everything is included.
"This is... for me?"
Gloria nodded: "Yes."
Angel did not refuse. He had seen this dress himself. Although the workmanship and materials were very good, it was not an alchemy work.
It was only after Angel put it on that he found out that the black dress actually revealed dark green lines.
Like jadeite in the night, there is a sense of alienation that can only be seen from a distance.
His original gentle aura, because of this suit, seemed to be separated by a veil, with arrogance and indifference.
Greya watched Angel put on her clothes. The tall figure made her look nostalgic: "Actually, this dress was originally prepared for Houston, but it was not sent out in the end."