Seeing that he chewed slowly the more he looked like he was eating very reluctantly, Patrick couldn't help asking, "Is it really that bad?"

Suo Suo said in surprise: "It's not difficult to eat."

"You should use a mirror to see your expression now." Patrick lowered his voice, "It doesn't matter if it feels bad. Anyway, you are not the first one, and you will not be the last one. The chef here changes it once every three months, and the more you change it, the worse the quality."

"Why change the chef?" Soso's attention was diverted.

Patrick said: "Students complain about the taste of food. Almost every class of freshmen will complain, but it will stop in the second grade. Because they find that complaining will only make the food that is not very good."

Sosuo said, "I think it's pretty good," he said the truth, at least it's much better than the dry food during the run.

"But that's not what your expression says."

"I'm just thinking about something else."

"What's the matter?" Patrick pricked his ears sensitively.

Soso slowly used a fork to push the black pepper on the steak and whispered: "Actually, it's nothing." Although he wanted to turn around and loudly refute their remarks about Siro to the girls, his current identity was obviously not qualified. How could a son of a grocery store owner know about the Crown Prince of the Empire?

Patrick wanted to continue asking, but glanced at him and saw Frank's figure, and quickly raised his hand and shook it.

Frank originally wanted to find a quiet corner to have dinner alone, but since he received the invitation, he had to dispel his original plan and come over. In fact, he also wanted to know about the new member, especially his sense of humor.

"Hey, Frank, our new friend doesn't like the food at all." Patrick wishfully determined his previous guess.

Frank shrugged: "What Royal Academy needs most is adaptation."

Soso said, "Actually, I think the food is pretty good." After he said that, he felt that he was refuting Patrick, and quickly added, "At least he has worked hard, there are so many people here to eat."

Frank smiled, "If you see his body shape, you will know that what he needs most is hard work."

Patrick noticed the girl at the next table leaving and suddenly whispered: "I heard that the prince is preparing to resume school?"

Frank looked at him meaningfully, "Who said?" Although they were still students, as students of the Royal Academy of Magic, they were destined to be the cornerstone of this empire in the future. So don't underestimate their thoughts and choices. Many times, this indicates the future direction of the empire.

Patrick said: "What Dorothy and the others said."

Frank thought about it, avoiding the important thing and said lightly: "I only heard that the crown prince has returned to the capital."

Patrick widened his eyes, "Where is Marshal Hayden?"

"He is still in Santu, of course," Frank said. "He will not come back until Barcelona has withdrawn Santu."

Patrick looked disappointed, "So even if the crown prince returns to school, Marshal Hayden will not appear?"

Frank laughed and said, "If you want to see him, you can wait for him to come back to visit him."

"I'm afraid he won't take time." Hayden Naphist not only made great achievements on the battlefield, but also became famous in the love field.

Seeing Soso silent, Frank couldn't help asking, "Have you heard of Marshal Hayden?"

Soso nodded vigorously.

"He is the most powerful man in the empire." As Frank said, his face seemed to be shining with brilliance.

Suo suddenly said, "Do you like him?"

"Puff." Patrick tried his best to cover his mouth.

Frank twitched slightly, and after a while, he said, "It's not the kind you think. He saved me, so I admire him and be grateful to him, but it's definitely not the kind you think." After speaking, he almost gritted his teeth, as if he was poked into something sore spot.

Suo Suo suddenly realized.

"And," Frank said a little deeper, "It's better not to mention homosexual love in the Tulip Legion."

Soso asked in confusion: "Why?" He thought Dilin and Hydein were good.

After drinking the water, Patrick finally got angry and took over the topic and said, "Because Marshal Hayden hates this kind of thing the most."

Soso blinked. Why did he think that Heyden was not like this in his impression? He was obviously very kind, and he did not show any unhappy expression when he mentioned Dilin and Hydein. "Is it a misunderstanding?" he asked in a low voice.

"Of course not." Patrick said, "It's no secret in the king. Hayden's father abandoned his mother for a man. If it weren't for his grandfather's care for him since childhood, he might have changed from motherhood. His mother was one of the close friends of Queen Samantha, and her origin was much more noble than Nafest."

Frank frowned and said, "Naphist is already one of the most glorious surnames of the empire."

Patrick stuck out his tongue and dared not say anything more.

Soso was originally dizzy by the Tulip Legion and the Magic Legion, but now he was even more dizzy, his face full of question marks.

Frank and Patrick didn't continue. These things were new to Soso, but they had become clichés.

After lunch, they had a short rest and they welcomed the afternoon practical class.

The so-called practical class is to apply the theoretical knowledge learned in the morning to practice. After all, the last thing you want to evaluate a magician is his magic, not his theoretical level.

Denton stood on a small bulging slope, holding a magic wand made of cherry wood in his hand, shaking it gently in front of him like a conductor conductor, saying, "Don't underestimate the fireball technique. When thousands of them appear, the damage caused is great. But I don't ask you to reach the sky in one step. As long as you can summon two or three fireballs at the same time, it will be successful. Now we come one by one. Frank, come first."

Frank's magic wand is pure gold, with six rubies of different sizes embedded from top to bottom.

He walked to Denton, raised his magic wand, gently waved a small arc in the air, and then whispered a spell.

Then, six fireballs of the same size suddenly appeared in the air.

Slap sex.

The Tulip Legion rang out in applause.

Denton used a magic wand to disperse six fireballs into fire elements, then nodded and praised: "No. Next..."

Seeing more and more people coming up, fewer and fewer people left, Soo was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Finally, it was his turn.

Denton saw his nervousness and comforted: "It's okay, take your time, just recite the spell correctly."

Patrick couldn't help saying, "He is from the earth!"

The others were in an uproar.

Denton was also stunned, "Tuji? Then why is he in Class 3?"

Patrick said: "Maybe the wrong part."

"Impossible. He was sent by the Academy himself." Denton thought for a while, "Come here."

Go forward.

Denton gently pressed his forehead, then his brows became tighter and tighter. After a long time, he said, "Your sensitivity to the fire element is the lowest among the four elements."

Susu's lips moved slightly, hesitating whether to tell me about the seal.

Denton said again: "But the Academy must have her purpose in doing this. Okay, please listen first, and make arrangements after I ask her for instructions."

Soso had no choice but to nod.

But day by day, the matter of asking for instructions disappeared. In the next few days, Soso was still in Class 3 in front of the only freshman who did not need practice. Denton's arrangement for him seemed to be that there was no arrangement.

Patrick wanted to ask several times, but was stopped by Soso. He was already used to this kind of unanswered answer, and even if he asked, there would be no result.

Patrick was anxious, "But your fire element perception is the weakest, which will affect your future achievements."

Sosuo said: "Actually, I am not suitable for learning magic. A very powerful magician said that even if I learn earth magic, I cannot achieve great success."

Patrick saw that he spoke seriously, and his heart was filled with sympathy, "Then why are you still learning magic?"

Soso smiled sweetly, "Because I want to be with the person I matter most."

Patrick's old habit of inquiry was made again, and he tentatively said: "Girlfriend?"

"Not a girlfriend." Sosuo was thinking about how to introduce Di Lin, and should he have arranged for him the identity of the son of the shop owner, he heard a man hurriedly running over to them, "Go and welcome. The prince is here!"
Chapter completed!