Nolan Higher School of Magic.

Herlan had just rushed back to the academy with her close friend from the Baijinghua Theater, and she had a very important class in the afternoon.

A brand new course will be taught by Rurske, the dean of this advanced magic academy!

Rurske, the gray-clothed man, is a sage of all the casters in Nolan. Being able to listen to the lectures of a great sage himself is an exciting thing for every caster apprentice.

The power of the spellcaster comes from inscriptions, and the inscriptions they possess come from their knowledge of the world.

The knowledge taught by the gray-clothed Rurske will definitely awaken many new inscriptions after understanding it.

No one will refuse this lecture.

Hurland was lucky to be qualified for this class by taking advantage of his status as an outstanding student in the Nolan Advanced Magic Academy.

But she found that she had no intention of caring about this class at all. The reason was that her friend Shansa took her to the Baijinghua Theater in the morning to see the "little gift" that the demon received after not being too cold.

"Herland I already have the identity proof of this forum. You haven't registered yet?"

Sansa stared at the white interface in front of Herland. The first line of the interface wrote four words "Spellcam Forum User Agreement".

When she first used Magic Net, she had already found something new that surpassed her cognition and couldn't wait to experiment with it herself.

As for this user agreement that is ten and a half pages long, Sansa agreed without thinking.

But Herland seriously finished reading this ten and a half pages of user agreement! If it were placed on the earth, it would be a precious species that was about to be extinct.

"The source of Sansa's new magic is complicated, whether it's the steps or restrictions."

After reading the user agreement, Herland chose to agree.

"Isn't it just a magic that can be used to chat at will? I just want to use this to ask the flower of Farosy. I thought the movies of the Black Swans were as boring as their stage plays, but I didn't expect it to be."

Sansa spent a silver coin to buy this original crystal stone that could log into the Magic Net for the gimmick of "can communicate closely with the Flower of Fallosi".

When she recalled the plot of the demon again, she seemed to have some signs of losing control.

“It’s a far more terrifying role than chat.”

Herland handed Sansa his handkerchief intimately and said.

She is also someone who has learned programming from Qiao Xiu. She can understand the meaning and value of Magic Net better than other spellcaster apprentices.

But the two spellcaster apprentices sitting in the back row of the classroom had not whispered for long, and the figures walking in from the door of the classroom immediately shut their mouths.

He was a middle-aged man who was only 1.6 meters tall. His eyes were like reptiles and he glanced at the entire classroom. His cold eyes made all the apprentices cover his mouth.

‘How come the venomous snake instructor of the Voodoo school is here? This lesson should have nothing to do with anti-curse’

Sansa carefully typed this word on the screen in front of her using the virtual keyboard that she had just learned.

'have no idea.'

Herland responded to her in the same way.

The instructor, who was called the Viper, snorted coldly and sat directly in the front row of the classroom.

‘The old man in the Weaving Inscription System, I guess his experiment failed again yesterday.’

Sansa soon saw another mentor walking into it, the most eye-catching thing was the explosive hairstyle on his head.

Another tutor of a student sat in the front row.

Only then did Herland realize that in the classroom where two or three hundred people could sit, there were not many real casters apprentices, and a large number of those present were wild mages dressed in strange clothes.

This completely caused more than a dozen spellcaster apprentices present.

They originally thought that the principal came to teach this class in person, but not only the principal, but also their teaching director, class teacher, and all the teachers in charge sat next to them.

‘The Archbishop of the Desireless’

Sansa looked at the hunched figure and didn't know what to say.

After the desireless person walked into the classroom, there was no empty space in the entire classroom. A spellcaster apprentice sitting at the front of the classroom seemed to recognize the archbishop of the Holy Kingdom.

The apprentice stood up in panic and wanted to give up the position to the desireless person. The desireless person just patted his shoulder and shook his head, then stood by with a cane.

Although this class is a lesson taken by one of Nolan's greatest magicians, the Grayclothed Man as a mentor.

But his student lineup is a little too luxurious!

"The man in gray is here."

Herland said in a voice that only she and Sansa could hear.

The long wait finally ushered in the arrival of the gray-clothed man.

The dress of this wise master who has the position of wise men in Nolan will still make people frown when they see it.

Whether it was the dirty white robe or the feathers of a few owls on his head, he looked like a poor wild mage.

"Ahem, there was some surprise in the notification. It seemed to have confused my first programming class with this meeting, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, those who should be present are also present, and those who should not be present are also present."

The man in gray cleared his throat, and his voice and temperament were absolutely unmatched with those majestic and wise magicians.

"I'll call you up just to announce one thing."

The gray-clothed man scratched an inscription with his fingers, and an owl's feather on his head suddenly flew up and wrote a line of words in the air.

‘The Owl Pen Pal will be officially disbanded from today!’

After this line of words appeared in mid-air, the casters sitting in the classroom instantly had a commotion.

"The Rurske Pen Pals Association has been going on for so many years, and the work of the Owl Station is normal. What does it mean to suddenly announce the disbandment of the Pen Pals?"

The news was soon questioned, and all the casters present were senior members of the Owl Pen Pals.

The caster who questioned was the Viper Snake Tutor who was kept away by his apprentices.

"The communication in the Owl Pen Pals Club has provided a lot of inspiration and experience for many of us in magic research. It seems inappropriate to announce the disbandment of Rurske in this sudden manner."

"Don't think I don't know about the witch. You pretend to be a sissy in the letter to deceive the young caster's feelings! I have condemned this vicious face several times in several letters, and the old man who uses fire. Can you write something you have in each letter? The alchemy formulas you give are all made of unstable explosives!"
Chapter completed!