Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

A magician is not a warrior, so there is no such thing as a sudden burst of energy.

Even if you give a poor student a shot of adrenaline in the college entrance examination room, will he be able to solve the last question on the math test?

Chapter 121 The Disappearing Straw Sandals

As for the middle school magician who wanted to wait until the last minute to participate in the test.

In a professional school where rational thinking is the mainstream, such idiots should not be common.

Looking at the clock on the church in the distance, there are only less than two minutes left before the end of the magician assessment held by the [Continental Magic Association].

If someone can really pass the test within this time

Gut secretly glanced at the straw sandals that the teacher had taken off and placed under the chair.

So what if I just eat it cold?

One minute later.

Looking at the 30 seconds left on the clock, Gutt was full of confidence.

10 seconds later.

Watching a magician candidate rushing down from the carriage, Gut was still full of confidence, and felt that there were such idiots among magicians.

3 seconds later.

Seeing the candidate squatting down more than ten meters away from the test statue, Gut's confidence swelled.

"Can you pass it in 17 seconds? If you can, I'll eat this shoe right here! Plain and simple! No dipping sauce!"

7 seconds later.

An extremely powerful magic reaction erupted from the crouching magician. In an instant, he flashed in front of the selected challenge stone statue, and with a [normal attack magic], he smashed the agile challenge stone statue into pieces.

Gut: ???

"No, buddy!"

“Don’t really clear the level!!!”

5 seconds later.

The magic candidate aimed in the direction of the hall and squatted down again.

Gut reacted instantly and said to his junior brother Zen who was squatting by the gate: "Close the door! Close the door!"

Last second!!!

A slender figure with huge potential energy rushed in through the gap in front of the closed door. Before it could stop, a unique [Sealing Magic] was about to cover the place where Celie was.

However, the barrier formed by this [Sealing Magic] was easily crushed by the elf before it could even rise.

Gut, who was guarding the elf, could clearly feel that the teacher just gently waved her huge magic power when she stretched out her hand, and the hastily built magic structure quickly collapsed because it could not withstand the impact of the magic tide.

"Your sealing technique is quite crude. However, your courage in attacking me is quite impressive."

The bells of the [Church] rang in the distance. Celie stood up from her chair and spoke to the magician candidate who was stuck at the last second.

"However, I was able to find a path that satisfied me in this short time."

"You have passed the test."

Gut:.

"666, this wave of coincidences must have been set up by the capital selling straw sandals!"

Looking at the two pairs of straw sandals under Celie's feet, Gut couldn't help swallowing.

"Those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks."

Oh my God, you are not really trying to make things difficult for me.

On the last day and at the last second of the assessment at the Holy City Headquarters, Celie accepted her seventh disciple since her birth - Axeter Ross.

And in Gut's mind, the system's prompt after completing the task also sounded.

【Ding! 】

[Main Mission: Maintenance Assessment (Part 2) Completed]

[Quest Requirements: As the current chief disciple of the Great Mage Celia, you need to assist your teacher in completing the second half of the assessment held at the [Holy City] Xutralu headquarters (Completed)]

[Quest Rewards: 1 random alien item, 1 talent item upgrade opportunity, 2 talent item extraction opportunities]

The next day, early morning.

Celia, who rarely did not sleep in, got up to open the door for Gut after the disciple knocked on the door as usual. After taking the breakfast brought by the disciple, she asked him something.

"Gute, the teacher is confused about something."

"What's the matter, teacher?"

"I think one of my shoes is missing, but I have no memory of when I lost it."

Celiai touched her chin with her hand, looked at her disciple with a scrutinizing gaze, and asked, "Gut, do you have any clues?"

"Well, this one."

Pursing his lips that were rubbed red and swollen, Gut also fell into deep thought.

The elf wanted to use tracing magic on the disciple, but gave up the idea after hesitating for a while.

She was not afraid that she would guess wrong and fail the disciple, but she was afraid that she would guess right!

What if after tracing the source of magic, this disciple of mine had green light coming out of his mouth?

The scene was so beautiful that even after experiencing such a long time, Celie couldn't figure out how to face it.

In the end, the elf took the initiative to change the subject.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. As for the shoes, I'll buy another pair later and cast the [Tracing Magic] on them to prevent them from getting lost."

"I called you here last night and this morning because of this."

Celia said as she pulled out an envelope from the table and handed it to Gut.

[In person from Lady Seriai]

I was overjoyed to receive your message, and I felt particularly honored to learn that one of my earlier works could help your students.

【.】

[I will bring my disciple with me and arrive on time at the time mentioned on the envelope. We will do our best to create a staff that is most suitable for your disciple.]

[Respectful to you, little Ronnie]

"Isn't this time today?"

Gut looked at the contents and time written on the envelope, his expression inexplicably subtle.

The observant elf naturally noticed the abnormality on the disciple's face and asked directly, "What's wrong?"

"Shouldn't you be happy to get a staff that suits you?"

"Theoretically, yes."

Gut replied with a wry smile, then waved his hand in the air, and in front of the elf's astonished gaze, he summoned a long and narrow staff with a blue gem inlaid on the top.

"What a unique staff. It doesn't look like a common design."

Celiai pondered and said, "Did you find this through a special channel? Can you show it to me?"

"of course."

Gut agreed readily, but when handing the staff to the teacher, he gave Celia a special reminder.

"Teacher, please be careful when injecting magic power into it. If you inject too much, something bad will happen."

"Oh?"

The disciple's words made the elf even more excited. After holding the staff in her hand, Celie relied on her own fine control of magic power to transmit magic power inward bit by bit until the magic power carried by the staff reached a critical point.

This feeling

It turns out that there is some kind of magic engraved inside the staff. No wonder Gut told me to be careful when inputting magic power.

So, give it a try.

"bass!"

At the moment when Celie made up her mind to wake up, a dazzling blue-white light rushed out from the inside of the staff, until it formed the shape of a long sword on the outside of the staff.

Celia:

written request for leave

I'm taking a day off. I was rear-ended by an idiotic foreigner while riding my bike at the beginning of the month. I went to the hospital to have the stitches removed today. I'll update as normal tomorrow.

Chapter 122: The unexpected path to godhood [Two in One]

Celie held the "light saber" in her hand, lost in thought.

It was like a traditional smoker who had smoked cigarettes all his life and felt confused when he saw Rick's fifth generation for the first time.

Unfortunately, Celie only had a brief understanding of the magic circuits within the staff before returning it to her disciple with a look of disgust.

"Although I'm still unclear on why the material used to craft this staff can slightly enhance the caster's power, this longsword-shaped staff is truly quite dark."

It can be heard that this "old" elven magician is obviously a staunch conservative and does not really approve of the "advanced concept" of using a staff for close combat.

Although according to Gut's understanding, the last magician who did this seemed to be the teacher's disciple.

Yesterday, at night.

After attending the closing dinner spontaneously hosted by the staff of the Association and sending the teacher back to his room, Gut couldn't wait to return to his own room.

But on the way back to his room, Gut felt a little awkward as he walked in the corridor of the hostel.

Judging from the slightly bulging pockets and the subconscious covering movement, it seemed as if he was hiding something he had taken from somewhere.

After returning to the room.