I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Unlike the Polytechnic Institute where they first entered the alliance, Santia University is a complex university cluster with many departments.

About half of the regional role is to provide further education for outstanding young talents in local states.

After being recommended by the dean of the college, the godmother of the church or the local government, they can get a place for further study and come to Santia University for targeted training, while also undergoing assessment and certification.

Food and accommodation are fully included and free of charge, and there will be high subsidies. At the same time, under the guidance of the school, you will go to various top universities for exchanges and studies, and you can even visit various systems.

After all, there are basically few systems that are not short of excellent medical talents. Even if there is no shortage for the time being, they can be reserved. The more talented the people are, the more preferential treatment they will receive.

The other half are the outstanding students of the year who have passed a series of examinations and assessments. They will have to pass the minimum certification of a major nun in the university before they can successfully graduate and be sent out. This usually takes about 5-10 years.

Sisters are the lowest level of management in the church's four-level clergy system, along with priests. Above them are bishops, archbishops, and deacons.

Although they are just the most basic clergy management personnel, bishops and archbishops correspond to the deans of large and small churches. Deacons are high-level officials directly under the Pope and Vice-Pontiff, and nuns and priests are local high-level officials when they are transferred to local monasteries and churches.

As the tour bus stopped, they also arrived at the main campus of Saintia College. The atmosphere here seemed more comfortable than the areas they had passed through before. From time to time, they could see young and beautiful girls walking by in groups of three or two.

Their attire varies, some are tightly wrapped nun uniforms, while others are cool thigh-length skirts. In addition to textbooks, they also hold a wide variety of...snacks~?

In addition to students, all kinds of animals also filled their sight. The most numerous were cats lying everywhere basking in the sun. There was also a group of medium and large species that they had seen or had not seen before, lying harmoniously around the college, and from time to time there were girls passing by who would touch them.

And, uh, they're all very... plump?

Claudia covered her mouth and coughed twice. "Ahem... These animals were once hurt, and the students found ways to save them after learning. When it was time to release them, they didn't want to leave, so they ended up living in the academy."

"They have no history of harming anyone, so you can rest assured."

A teacher from the Holy Magic Academy looked at the "yellow pile" dozing on the lawn not far away, moved his big fat face, and twitched his mouth and said: "I believe what you said..."

You have to believe it. This leopard pig that is so fat that you can't even see its legs has no way of hurting anyone.

Claudia followed the instructor's line of sight and saw a certain sphere. She said, "The cheetah is old, so its skin is a little loose..."

Seeing the other party turn his attention to the coal ball who was struggling to lie on tiptoe beside the central fountain, lowering his head and licking the air with his tongue, Claudia continued to explain: "The climate in the alliance is warm, so bears don't need to hibernate, so they are a little fat."

Then he stretched out his finger and made a gesture that would enrage a certain cosmic race so much that they would cross dimensions to hunt him down: "Just this little bit."

The other party shifted his gaze again. Claudia wanted to continue to argue, but when she saw clearly which one the other party was looking at, she fell silent.

Why vultures are called vultures? The problem is that the vulture they saw had dense down on its bald head! How much overnutrition must it have to have to do this? No animal would be happy to leave!

Finally, Claudia struggled to say, "The academy has started to help them lose weight. We are now giving them a fat-reducing meal every day."

'More? ! ! ! '

Chapter 355 You? Who are you?

"Ah!!! The crescent moon fell into the water!"

"What's your name, Shenjin? The fountain is only 30 centimeters deep. How can it drown it? It will climb out by itself."

'It's too fat and stuck inside. It can't turn over. Quick, quick, quick! Help! ! ! ! '

"..."

Finally, the fountain was broken open, and a group of nuns worked together to rescue the black bear, which was almost drowned with only its mouth in the water. It collapsed on the ground and whimpered like a 600-kilogram aggrieved child.

A female instructor in the Royal Magic Academy sneered: "Tsk~ Destroying the academy's facilities for a beast, I really don't know how your students are educated."

Claudia calmly retorted: "Buildings are dead, but animals are alive. There is nothing wrong with restoring dead things after saving lives in an emergency. They have a part in this world."

"Your school is squandering supplies like this, I think everyone in the alliance must be rich enough to live without poverty~ But ordinary people on the mainland are suffering from the ravages of war, starving and starving everywhere. I wonder what they would think when they see this scene."

"I have seen your alliance's promotional brochure. They are almost advertising themselves as heaven on earth. It is really true that seeing you in person is not as good as hearing about you."

Claudia remained calm in the face of the other party's sarcasm. She just bent down and picked up a passing gray civet cat. The cat obediently retracted its claws and shrank into Claudia's arms.

She asked in confusion, "Although animals are weak, they also know hunger and pain. Does pain have different levels of severity? If we don't even accumulate small good deeds, how can we do great good deeds?"

She stretched out her white jade hand and gently stroked the furry head of the tabby cat. The cat narrowed its eyes in comfort. A gentle smile appeared in Claudia's eyes:

“Even if you can only pick up a stranded fish and throw it back into the sea with a tiny force, you have saved it. Others may not care about its life or death, but it cares about the person who saved it. There is no big or small kindness, all beings are equal, just act from the heart and have a clear conscience.”

"There are many poor people in the mainland and the alliance, but I believe that if everyone does a little good in their own life and passes it on, it will eventually benefit everyone."

Whether it is a professional doctor or a nun with medical skills, these are essentially professions that require a certain degree of dedication. Saving the dying and healing the wounded is not just a slogan.

Compared to doctors who need the support of the entire system, clergy such as nuns and priests have great autonomy. They can choose to save or not, to do their best or to be perfunctory, to save the powerful and abandon the weak or to treat everyone equally.

To the people on the main continent, what they did was a huge waste, because animals would not provide any equivalent feedback and was far less valuable than saving people, but was this really the case?

To see the big picture from the small, if this equivalent exchange system is established, then humans are greater than animals. Doesn't it follow that the healthy are greater than the sick, and the powerful are greater than ordinary people?

It's ridiculous. You see fish are weak, but are you really stronger than fish in the vast human social system? You care about your own life, but do others care about it too?

Maybe these little girls who are busy trying to treat Fat Bear seem a little silly, but when the day comes when they entrust their lives to them, they may be the only ones who will not give up on you.

No matter how sarcastic the female tutor was, Claudia always had a faint smile on her face and didn't take her arguments to heart at all. Since they were not the same kind of people, they naturally didn't care about the other party's noise, which made the other party very angry.

The students of the Royal Academy of Magic looked at their female instructor with strange and disapproving eyes.

To be honest, they didn't really agree with or understand the overflowing empathy of the Saintia students at first, but when they thought about the fact that the other party was a convent school, this was actually normal.

How could a nun who can empathize with weak lives not have a stronger tolerance for the general public? No one can guarantee that they will always be strong. Instead, they may be the last port to rely on.

However, when they saw the combat nuns of the academy's combat department, they immediately retracted most of their previous impression of the naive students of Saintia Academy.

Although they are also fifth-level magicians, the combat system of the battle nuns wearing the white cross badge is completely different from theirs. They only play melee combat!

At the beginning, they performed the magic salute to each other, and before they could finish the magic spell, the girl in the tight nun's uniform shouted strange words like "holy light", "glory" and "sacrifice" and rushed to their faces enthusiastically, stabbing their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys in a second.

Although their magic shields could not be broken at the beginning, the parts they attacked were truly horrifying, and they were all fatal. It was a lot of fun no matter which organ was pierced.

However, Claudia said that it was nothing. In Saint Tia College, even if Hades wanted you to die at three o'clock in the morning, they would delay you until five o'clock. Besides, it was just a poke in the kidney, which was not a big deal. There are two human bodies.

After absorbing some theories of the modern medical system, traditional professions such as nuns also have to learn anatomy to understand the composition of the human body. After all, this will allow them to better help others.

But also because of this, after being familiar with the vulnerable parts of the human body, they naturally choose to cut at the weak points. This is a professional habit.

Finally they encountered a harmless-looking battle nun with a gun who could shoot at long range. In order to save face, they sent out an 8th-level dragon senior to get their first victory...

[I praise the power of Holy Light and thank it for its gift...]

A blood-red cross inscription lit up slightly on the girl's forehead, and a light curtain of inscriptions suddenly lit up in the void in front of her SVD sniper rifle. Several circles gradually shrank in size and were wrapped around the muzzle.

[The end of the long road is the place of burial. Send down the holy light to illuminate the darkness hidden in the lies! ]

Under the horrified gaze of the Half-Dragon Chemical Director, a silver-plated bullet came out of the opponent's gun muzzle and touched the inscription. The shell suddenly split open, revealing the arrow bullet wrapped inside. It silently penetrated his reinforced shield and pierced his arm that was raised to block.

'Crack'

"Boom~!"

A figure flew out, and only after the attack hit the target was there a roar of gas explosion, which blew the corners of the clothes of the people in the audience flying.

"Ow!!!"

The senior student rolled on the ground hugging his arm. His arm, which was covered with fine dragon scales, was sunken at an unnatural angle, with the arrowhead mostly stuck in.

"Ka-ka..."

The combat nun who was attacking the opponent pulled the bolt to eject the shell, then raised her gun again and aimed at the guy lying on the ground.

"Wait a moment!"

His finger pressed down without any hesitation, and another silver-plated bullet came out in the same way, transformed, and shot towards the opponent silently.

But this time, someone else stopped him. It was the female teacher who had spoken rudely to Claudia. She was staring at the nun who was shooting: "Didn't I tell you to stop?"

The nun put away the gun and looked down to examine it carefully. She replied casually, "You? Who do you think you are?"

Chapter 356: Rebirth from the Ashes, it hurts! It hurts so much!

"Who do you think you are?"

The more you care about status and identity, the greater the harm of this sentence. The female teacher could no longer bear it and swung her staff. A flaming arrow formed in the void and stabbed at the girl who was still wiping her weapon.

'Ding ding!'

The girl raised her weapon to deflect the arrow. The highly condensed arrow turned from virtual to real and flew out, brushing against the metal ring on her wrist.

"stop!"

"Helen, you..."

Claudia flew to the center of the field and looked at the girl with her beautiful eyes. Seeing that her expression was a little dazed and a tiny crack appeared on the metal ring on her wrist, she raised her eyebrows and flashed back at a faster speed than when she came.

"Since this lady has taken the lead in launching the attack, I declare that the final exchange match will begin now!"

?

The female instructor wanted to continue after seeing that the attack did not draw blood, but when she saw Claudia impatiently announcing that she would fight two against one, her anger was mostly reduced, and a question mark popped up in her mind.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Logically speaking, Claudia must be aware of her strength as a ninth-level senior magician. The female student Helen is only at the eighth-level beginner level, so how could she possibly beat her?

The difference between the two is equivalent to the difference between a 152 field gun and a Sten submachine gun.

'Crack...'

The cracks on the metal ring spread rapidly and eventually broke into several pieces on the ground. Helen's cold and dull eyes gradually became lively, and then stained with a touch of madness: "Goddess!"

Helen prostrated herself in front of the goddess statue in the center of the academy, her head hitting the ground with a thumping sound.

The female tutor felt offended: "Humph, idiot, stop getting mad here. Get up and fight!"

As he spoke, he fired another rocket from his staff, aiming it directly at Helen who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing madly. Helen did not dodge or evade as if she was unaware. The arrow pierced her shoulder, causing the people around who were watching the microscopic battle to exclaim in surprise.

Claudia frowned, and then she clenched her fingers around the staff and relaxed them. "It should be fine. The dean will be here soon after he senses it."

Being interrupted, the madness on Helen's face turned into rage, and her dark pupils seemed to be burning with flames: "All blasphemers should die!!!"

The metal ring fragment flashed and turned into a small dagger in her hand. The two merged into a beam of light and rushed towards the female mentor. With a "ding!" sound, the dagger deeply embedded itself into the magic shield maintained by the female mentor.

A hint of mockery flashed across the opponent's eyes, and he pointed his staff slightly downwards at the ground: "Are these the only two moves you have? Hellfire!"

As the female mentor finished her words, the air around Helen condensed and pressed down on her body, causing her body to tilt slightly and the ground beneath her feet to sink. A red magic circle with a diameter of 1.5 meters lit up above her head.

As the magic circle was quickly assembled and connected, overwhelming magma poured down from the magic circle. Under the constraint of the magic circle, the magma flow hit the bottom and bounced up again, wrapping Helen tightly.

The ninth level is the limit of mortals and the pinnacle of ordinary magic. As long as it is not a super-large combination magic, as long as the magic power is sufficient, basically whatever you want will come true with a point of the wand, and the spells can be ignored.

Regardless of her character, the female mentor has her capital to be proud of in her magical attainments.