take the lamb to school

Chapter 18 Relationships

As soon as Lambert yelled these words, everyone's eyes were fixed on Yi Ling.

For a moment, Yi Ling strongly felt the disdain and contempt from his new classmates.

Their eyes were as sharp as needles, as if they were saying "you shameless liar" and "you don't deserve to be here" at the same time...

He was a little flustered, but he still pretended to be calm: "I didn't!"

"My talent may not be as good as everyone else's, but I did receive an admission letter from Red Thorn Academy!"

Although this point is even strange to him, the facts are the facts, and he will never admit to things he has not done.

"You're lying!" Lambert immediately retorted, "How could Redbran College admit a piece of trash?! The lowest servant in the Monroe family is better than you!"

"Please don't slander me casually, Lambert." Yi Ling's face was flushed red, and his eyes were also covered with a layer of coldness due to anger, "I dare to swear to the God of Light, if I said a lie just now, let him All my life I shall suffer, and forever fall into darkness."

A lifetime of suffering, eternal darkness.

What a vicious oath!

"Ealing!" Bowen looked at his friend in shock.

The God of Light has an absolute sacred status on the Pawawasi continent. According to the rumors, no matter who makes an oath to him, he will definitely hear it. Many people believe in it.

"...You, how dare you..." Lambert's eyes widened, "You are despising the gods!"

He still insisted that Ealing was lying.After all, how could a pariah with mediocre talents be favored by the highest institutions of learning?

This is something he can't imagine at all.

"Ealing didn't lie."

Professor Dempsey, who had been watching silently on the podium, finally spoke.

"This is impossible, Professor Dempsey! You have also seen that his talent is so poor..." Lambert said.

Other students were dubious.

"Everyone, his admission letter was sent by the dean himself," Professor Dempsey said with a complicated look on his face, "Talent is of course an extremely important factor in the admissions department's selection criteria. But in fact In fact, if you want to be a good magician, you don't have to just look at talent."

"The first-year students only learn the most basic knowledge, which is the spell summed up and simplified by human language. It is the lowest level of magic. When you enter the second grade, you will gradually come into contact with deeper learning of magic. , At that time, what you will face will be a direct dialogue with God.”

"There are many precious magical books in the library. They are treasures left to us by our ancestors and gods. They have been passed down from generation to generation, but not everyone can understand them. They are written in the language of gods."

"Just like your father, Lambert—" Professor Dempsey said, "You must know that your father, Duke Truman, was also an underachiever with poor talent."

He sighed, and thoughtfully said: "It's just that who would have thought that his ability to communicate with God is so powerful. He is the record holder who has read the most books in the library so far."

Professor Demps' admiration made Lambert feel extremely proud.

He straightened out his chest, that was his father!

Even if this father scolded him just two days ago for seeking pleasure and being ignorant.

"So, everything is possible, isn't it?" Professor Dempsey turned to Ealing, looking straight into his eyes, "I don't know why the Dean chose you against all odds, but I am willing to believe in his choice. I hope You cherish this opportunity to learn and don't let us down."

This trust was really heavy, Yi Ling couldn't help but her eyes were wet, and her voice was choked up: "Thank you, Professor Dempsey, and thank you Mr. Dean, I, I will work hard... Thank you..."

The situation turned around, with the dean's support, and Professor Dempsey citing Duke Truman as an example, Lambert had no choice but to shut up resentfully.

And Yi Ling's name has been firmly remembered by all the first graders from this day on.

His identity was speculated privately by everyone, and more than one person thought that he might have an ulterior relationship with the dean.

For example, illegitimate children.

There were many rumors, but Yi Ling couldn't justify her name.

His current strength is indeed too weak, this is a flaw engraved on him.

Fortunately, Bowen was always by his side to explain him, and Yi Ling himself firmly believed that hard work would pay off.

He hasn't missed a class for two weeks.

If it wasn't for being able to see His Royal Highness in the morning, Yi Ling swore that he and Bowen would be the first two people to arrive in the classroom.

In addition to Professor Dempsey's divine art tutorial, the first-year students' schedule also includes divine history, painting, music, etc., and even morality.

In fact, such a schedule arrangement initially considered the interests of the majority of noble students.

Compared with being a pure magician, noble students are more inclined to be a pure nobleman.

Taking care of the industry and enjoying life are the real needs.

The magician's aura is just icing on the cake.

But such a variety of schedules also exposes ordinary students to things that are "high above" for them.

At least Yiling learned happily.

Yi Ling felt a little relieved that the distress of being repeatedly suppressed in the divine arts guidance class could be released in other classes.

——Although he didn't do well in other subjects.

Judges, it's definitely not because Yi Ling is lazy, but because his noble classmates have been taught by tutors since they were young. How can he compare with their accumulation of more than ten years?

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10 (Hanhan touches the head): Although I haven't learned to be useless, I am very happy.Compared with the guided magic class, other classes make me happy.