My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 64: Someone is just carrying a heavy burden
While chewing beef jerky, Kalia followed Roland out of the venue.

After the opening ceremony, the next step is to report to the respective branches.

Because of Fram, Kalia had nowhere else to go except the Academy of Magic, but because of this, she didn't really need to report.

Because no one would offend Ms. Fram just because she didn't report.

The entire Academy of Magic knows that this legendary elven magician is notoriously petty.

Offended her?

Then you'll have a hard time.

So after the admission procedures were completed, the teacher who worked at the School of Magic and was only there temporarily to recruit students for the Dingtian class told Kalia directly that it was up to her whether she wanted to report or not and when she wanted to report.

So she decided not to rush to report today, since Fram had already told her the general situation.

Fram had even helped her with course selection.

Major in the refined control of magic power, minor in spell construction.

Kalia had no problem with that.

Riskan's experience and her ability to lose control again made her realize that she needed to further control her power.

Both for yourself and for others.

But now she just wanted to go to the Magic Academy with Roland to meet his new teacher.

I don’t know what kind of person he is.

Please don't talk.

In addition, Kalia was also concerned about Roland's look just now.

Although her attention was briefly diverted by the beef jerky, she now came back to her senses.

Thinking back carefully, when we first met this morning, Roland blushed when he saw me.

But after I talked to him for a few words, the guy became as dead-eyed as before.

Although his patience with me has obviously improved a lot... I always feel that there is something fishy about the way this guy looks at me.

I always feel that this guy is thinking about something weird.

"Hey, Roland."

"What's wrong? You still want to eat? That's all I have. If you want more, I'll go to the teacher's office and find some for you."

"Oh, I'm not talking about food!" Kalia frowned. "What did that look you just gave me mean?"

"What look? I don't know what you're talking about." Roland responded naturally.

"Hmm! That's the look!"

“I always have this expression.”

After saying this, Roland tapped Kalia's forehead again and said, "Don't overthink it. Have you thought about the end-of-term exam?"

"Assessment? Is there still an assessment?!"

Kalia didn't even eat the beef jerky and looked at Roland in confusion.

Roland subconsciously wanted to complain to Kalia, asking her if she hadn't listened to the dean's speech.

But he soon realized that Kalia really wasn't listening.

After all, apart from chatting with herself and complaining about the dean's Mediterranean hairstyle and long and boring speeches, she was eating.

After that, he fell asleep directly.

It is really naive to expect the other party to hear anything.

"At the end of each semester, all branches will hold their own assessments."

"The content of the assessment is not fixed, but it is generally a practical assessment."

“The specific content and form of assessment will be determined by the college itself.”

"Have you figured out how to complete the assessment?"

Roland's words completely shattered Kalia's beautiful imagination of campus life, which she had worked so hard to build.

"Do not!!!!"

"Alright, alright, stop howling. The test isn't that difficult for you."

Roland, who had already witnessed Kalia's actual combat ability and what kind of trouble she would become in the future, had no doubt that she could pass the academy's assessment.

"Can we form a team for the assessment?"

"Yes, and it's not restricted by the academy. As long as they are willing, you can even ask someone from the Alchemy Academy to help you pass the test." "Great! Then can you team up with me?"

"I……"

Roland, who was about to agree directly, hesitated for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that Iluvia seemed to have invited him to form a team a long time ago.

"Kalia."

"Well, what happened?"

"Regarding forming a team, we'll have to wait and see what the assessment is. It's still early in the semester anyway."

Roland continued, "Also, passing the assessment isn't a requirement."

"As long as you can ensure that you obtain enough credits for graduation through other channels, that's fine."

"Hey! Is there such a method?!"

Kalia's eyes lit up: "What are the solutions?"

Roland spoke out all the useful information he had extracted from the dean's nonsense.

After hearing this, Kalia immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It sounds like there are quite a lot of channels, so it seems that I don’t have to worry about the exam.

As soon as Roland finished speaking, he felt an unknown magical fluctuation.

It's a spatial reaction!
Thanks to the Flash skill, Roland is very sensitive to spatial fluctuations.

Thinking of the recent assassination, Roland pulled Kalia behind him, and the next moment a space crack flashing with black light appeared in front of the two of them.

"Whoosh!"

A silver-gray long sword flew out from the space crack, turned around, and stabbed straight in front of Roland.

As for the mysterious weapon that suddenly appeared, Roland's choice was... to use Flash to take Kalia away from the spot.

It's not a good idea to touch something of unknown origin.

This is one of the survival rules written by old Lancelot in his diary!

Roland inherited the caution of the older generation of adventurers.

But after Roland used Flash to create distance, the sword actually flew up by itself and stabbed in front of Roland again.

This time, after it stuck itself into the ground, it shook itself, as if trying to tempt Roland to pull it up.

Roland didn't panic. He took Kalia and extended the flash distance to the maximum, flashing a full 500 meters.

This time the sword did not fly over immediately.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he noticed a silver-gray light flying from a distance and then inserted in front of him again.

……

"What's the origin of this sword?"

The suspicious mysterious man covered himself completely under the black hooded cloak, shook his painful right hand, and then looked towards the place where the sword flew away.

Just now she wanted to hold the sword and stop this extremely suspicious thing from chasing Roland.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he grasped the sword, he felt a sharp pain that spread throughout his body in an instant.

The pain was as if the small source in my body was about to explode.

She had to let go.

Turning my head, I saw a tall and thin middle-aged man lying on the ground in the bushes beside the road, motionless.

Its neck was bent almost ninety degrees, and the skin pierced by broken bones barely maintained the connection between the head and the body.

The expression on the corpse's face was still normal, with a sinister look, as if it had no idea what was happening.

It was obvious that the corpse's neck was broken in an instant by the amazing wrist strength, without even a chance to feel pain.

"First, there was a puppet lying in ambush on the roadside, then there was a sword, and then there was the killer from last night. Tsk tsk, there are quite a few people targeting this kid."

"Old Man Tolan really gave me a difficult job."

"I'm dealing with the killer in secret, and this guy is so heartless about falling in love, tsk, man."

"But we'll be arriving at the Magic Academy soon. Old Tolan, you can handle the rest on your own."

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