All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

The wind in Shen Yuan, mixed with green leaves, turned back in the blue sky. With the dark-colored birds that spread their wings, they flew to the endless sky together.

From top to bottom, the huge magical enchantment forms three layers with Mana at the highest point of Baider Academy as the center, suspended in the bright blue sky. It's like a huge ring around the sky.

And Mana is in the center of the ring. Still exuding a rainbow-like color in the sun.

I raised my head and watched the dark bird fly higher and higher. Finally, it passed through the area of ​​the circle and disappeared into the blue.

But I know that it's just a visual "passing through". Each of these circles is the size of a Baide King City, and it is impossible for them to fly out in such a short period of time even if they are desperately desperate.

"……Aha."

I lowered my head. Rubbing his eyes while yawning. I can't hold back the drowsiness of being forced to fall to the ground. I almost stayed up all night yesterday, and I was called by Arnold at 6:30 in the morning. I couldn't bear it personally.

But the spirits of the artificial people who don't need to sleep are still so good.

The professional magician team is lined up right in front of the high platform, right in the center of all the teams. Obliquely behind them, I can clearly see Arnold at the front of the team. That handsome profile face is still as indifferent as ever, and the icy eyes hidden behind the aqua-blue hair are as bright and clear as ice floes reflecting the sun in the summer sun.

Baide has no so-called school uniform regulations, but will issue school badges to every student. The uniforms of the senior students on the airship are just to make it easy for the new students to recognize them. I heard that those clothes were handed down from their ancestors decades ago.

But it was an entrance ceremony after all. Fang Fangzheng being neat and tidy is always the loudest. So the college gave everyone a uniform distribution of cloaks, free of charge, and we can wear them as they please.

The cloak has passed my professional judgment (I feel good when I say the word professional now), and it's just an ordinary cloak made of mixed hemp. Although the design is very handsome, there is no loop.

Think about it too. How can the gift be made for you?

I lowered my head and looked at the Bader College emblem, which was reflecting the light in the sun. The school badge created by the pure ice magic core does not have many functions due to its size, but the unique circuit carved in the magic core is a unique status symbol for each Baide student.

Because this circuit is only used to prove the identity, it has no function, so it is not picky about the type of magic core, and it can be customized according to the students' preferences. Because Saint Enluth was originally a country that relied on the ice demon core to make her fortune, so I chose to use the ice demon core.

As for Arnold, he did not hesitate to choose the Light and Magic Core. Because the light magic core is the most expensive.

Since ancient times, no matter which world thing is rare and precious, it is an unchanging truth. Because the number of light magic nuclei is scarce and beautiful, they have unknowingly become a status symbol. And because its magical conductivity is the highest among all magic cores, it is a must-use conductive magic core for advanced magical devices.

But such a small loss of the magic core is not much expensive.

But Arnold is such a person who is indifferent and undesirable, and who loves to take advantage of him.

I withdrew my gaze and turned to look at the humanities professional team next to me. The beautiful girl with long straight and smooth sky blue hair stood at the forefront of the line without surprise. She was hanging her ice-colored eyes slightly, seeming to be in a daze.

It was completely different from yesterday's blond and purple-eyed boy.

There are a total of eight majors in Bader College. There are more than two hundred people in total. Each major stands in a row in the order of ranking and expands into a matrix.

In the first row, facing the podium are undoubtedly Magic and Humanities. Society and medicine are on both sides. Then the second row. The order is architecture, animals, magic tools, and economy.

They are all majors where you can know what to study by just looking at the name. The only thing that sounds complicated is society and economy. These two popular majors that sounded high in the past life, they exist here only to assist the bachelor and magician.

"Society" is, in the final analysis, the study of laws and policies, helping the scholars and the royal family to stabilize the country while developing the country. The economy is even simpler. The biggest income of Baide is the export of high-end magic devices. The "economy" is to make Baide’s magic devices sell better, more expensive and smoother.

And these two are also welcome to only admit students of Baird nationality.

Although it is said that knowledge knows no borders. But it's a different matter if you really do it.

Spring has passed, and summer has begun in the green leaves. Although the sun in early summer was already as hot as a cicada screaming, with the help of the magic device, even standing under the sun wrapped in a cloak was so sassy and cool.

Although I can't use the magic device, the clothes Arthur sent have a "temperature" circuit. Thanks to this, I don't have to be the first student in the history of Admission to Bader College to pass out due to heatstroke.

By now. I can't imagine how life would go without a magic guide.

I glanced at the Magic Array suspended in the air for the countdown, and there was one minute left. It's finally about to start. I have been standing here for half an hour.

I gave a soft tut. Anyway, no one looked at it, so he shook his neck and shook his legs casually. Ranked second behind me is a native of Baide. He took a breath when he saw me like this.

The Baiders were admitted the most this time. Unexpectedly, it makes sense. As for whether there is shady on the ground, this is not something I should take care of.

Ignoring the sound of air-conditioning one after another behind him. I moved my body while looking at the animal professional team next door. As a result, it was speechless to find that Fiona, the last of the team, was actually sitting on the ground like this. Although the sitting posture was very upright and ladylike, she was undoubtedly the only person sitting down on the whole square.

... Suddenly I am a little envious of the last place.

When—when—when—

The dull and distant bells reverberated in the entire Baide College. The crowd that could have been called noisy instantly quieted down, and raised their heads unanimously, looking at the podium in front of them.

"What a sunny day! Haha!"

The sound of footsteps mixed with the man's bold voice, which echoed instead of Baide's bell. The two circular magical arrays unfolded at the moment the man's voice fell, and immediately after the sound of hunting, two flags embroidered with the Bader school badge hung straight down.

"Summer has always been my favorite season. Bright and warm."

The footsteps stopped. I looked at the man standing on the high platform with the trendiest hairstyle of Quanbaid. Seeing him in Baide's uniform trimming his cuffs, he said in a loud voice, "And since the magic device was invented, it doesn't feel hot. It's easy to get up. It's a season without faults!"

The two hundred students under the high platform were silent as expected. Was scared.

I turned my head slightly and glanced at the dumbfounded student behind me.

I knew from the airship that Hadremer's urination was naturally calm, but he who regarded rigor and restraint as the highest virtue was obviously stunned by the man who was as hot and dazzling as the sun.

“It’s a great honor for me to give you the admission speech of Bader College this year. I believe that everyone is sluggish because of getting up early, so let’s make a long story short and end it as soon as possible.”

I turned my head. Look at Hadremer on the high platform. He stroked half of his handsome hair while talking, it was really ridiculous.

"But I hate non-nutritive inspirational quotes. So after thinking about it, let's tell you a story."

"That's the story of a boy named Rozroltun Perrelet."

The crowd that had been silent suddenly became noisy. Hadremer just raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "Many of the people here are more familiar with his great achievements than me. But few people know it. Born in the family of a Baeder degree, he was born to be unable to use the magical magic. Guide the hedge's physique."

The black pupils shrank sharply. And the voice of the crowd is louder.

"Haha. What I said is true." The noise miraculously calmed down the moment the man spoke. Hadley smiled silently, "It's not shameful not to be able to use the Magic Wizard. The Perrelet family did not abandon him because of the'Magic Hedge'. Roz Roltun has never been ashamed of it."

"After all, people are not born for magicians."

"Roz Roertun is just an ordinary person. He doesn't have any great ideals. He's still a little optimistic." Hardremo stretched out his hand and said with a "just this little" gesture, "He began to work in literature. The reason is simple. It's just because he likes a girl."

"Even though she is a female, she is a real magical genius. She is also the daughter of a bachelor's degree."

...I couldn't help holding my breath. And Hardremo seemed to recall some good memories, looking nostalgic.

"Although the two can be said to be one world apart from their family background. But Roz Roertun still confessed to her."

"...Then I was completely rejected! Haha—!" In front of everyone, Hardremo laughed, clutching his stomach like this, "I heard that he just said the word'I'm happy' Then I was instantly rejected. I was so ridiculous."

The corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily. Is it really good to laugh at your late uncle like that?

"But he didn't just give up."

Hadremo wiped the tears that overflowed from the corner of his eyes and smiled openly, "Since there is no magical talent that can impress the other party. Then send love letters to the other party every day. One every day."

"This is why the great Roz Roertun started writing. It was just to impress the girl he liked."

"But with the gradual deepening of writing. He discovered his dream, and then worked hard for it and persevered."

"Then it's just such a coincidence. He succeeded. He will live forever."

Silence shrouded in the silent stage. The man on the high platform just smiled. Then after a short silence, he said loudly.

"Fate is such a coincidence. We will never know what our future is like."

"You may have chosen this path because of reality and survival. But I still hope that you can try what you want to do in your short life. Don't obliterate your heart because of survival."

"As long as you take a step, endless possibilities are waiting for you. If you find something that can be called a dream, just stick to it."

The sun-like man laughed loudly, "After all, isn't it because it happens to be successful? Hahahaha!"

The man's voice echoed in the wide square, brighter than the summer sun. On the high platform, Hardremo casually stroked the hair from his forehead back to his head, and spoke the last encouragement in a leisurely tone.

"We can be silent. But absolutely don't compromise in this cruel and realistic world."

"This is the only thing I want to say to all freshmen."

The dark clothes cut across the air in a cool arc, Hadremo didn't bow this time, just waved his hands so coolly without hesitation, and turned to leave.

And the crowd below boiled.

I looked at the empty platform leader and sighed. I have to admit that Hadremer, like his uncle, is like the sun.

I hope he doesn't want Roz Roertun and has a good death.

Thinking of my idol who died young, I couldn't help but feel a little sigh. Fiona at the end of the team next door had already cried, but Arnold and Axilain in front of them were still calm.

Not like us. Some people are destined to be extraordinary from birth.

But can that be called luck.

The black eyes darkened. The crowd was still boiling, and Edwin's face was still so dark as he walked onto the platform.

what. It's about to start.

I quickly covered my ears.

In the next second, Old Antique's familiar roar blasted the entire square so powerfully.

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As a normal person, Jiamei not only has a good impression of Arnold, but also had a good impression of Lao Wang before. (I don’t know if you remember)

Feelings of liking are uncontrollable. Just like Jiamei chose to give up because the old king is the king of Yinglan, although she likes Arnold, it is unknown whether she will go on.

After all, you have to know that Jiamei will be old Arnold will not, Jiamei will die, Arnold will not x

Don't talk about the pseudo-mother, he said from the beginning that it was impossible for him and Jiamei.

Unlike Jiamei, who has the right to choose, 5A is a person who has no choice. [How can I be ashamed to be the hero if I don’t live a miserable life?]

Well. Conversely, is it an Otome player? When I was P5, nine boats jumped without hesitation. Hanging out among nine women every day (lighting a cigarette)

I used to play Alice synchronously. Fighting coughing coughing coughing coughing coughing coughing cough among N men.

The QR tape broke me. Ok.