A strange world

Chapter 346 Section 4. Annan Pote

On the third day after arriving in Syltovis, Annan came to the door of Solz Magic Academy as a new student and saw Alice staying at the door.

As the descendant of an epic mage, Alice, who has a cold personality, doesn't have to talk to anyone, but who made her like Jack? Annan felt that he had taken advantage of himself.

Walking into the academy again, I didn't notice yesterday that the statue standing on the fountain in the garden square is still the statue of the God of Justice that can be seen everywhere in the city.

"It seems like the God of Justice is really liked here."

"God of justice? It is the God of justice and courage who cleanses sin."

Annan was puzzled: "Then why..."

"Because the God of Justice stole the last fruit."

At that time, the saint transformed by the God of Justice and Bravery returned to the Kingdom of God, and the believers of the God of Justice waited for the opportunity to enter Syltovis to promote the name of the God of Justice, and finally stole the city of sin and turned it into an inhumane city. The Fruit of Sin City.

Annan still remembers that the God of Justice and Bravery died in the end as the God of Justice... Come to think of it. After the destruction of Bethal City, will the nun from the ruined church come again?

"Then what justice is there?"

"Don't think of gods as so...divine. They have all kinds of desires just like us. For most gods, what restrains them is not morality, but laws and beliefs."

It should be said that Alice is worthy of being a mage. When a mystery is in front of them, ordinary people will be frightened by panic and worshiped by fear, but the mage just wants to analyze it. What Annan was thinking about was whether he could take advantage of the turmoil in the gods to go to the church of the God of Justice to cheat on food, drinks and money...

"What should I pay attention to?" Annan changed the topic.

Alice thought for a while: "Let the students respect and like you, and it is best to have some sympathy."

"What about the school's rules, such as grades, schools, and tests..."

Annan also wanted to seriously experience the magic academy, but Alice told him that even if he didn't come, he would not be expelled.

"You're not really here to go to school."

Alice took Annan to see the deputy dean for this matter. They each had a tacit agreement to get what they needed: Annan came in to get to know the nobles, and in return, Solz Magic Academy could borrow Annan's name.

"The world of adults..." Annan, who didn't understand what was happening until then, muttered.

When I came to the classroom for the second time, a thin, rigid-looking old lady stood on the podium.

"We have a new classmate today, Annan Reeves."

She looked at Annan and Alice by the door.

Annan stepped onto the podium and looked at the pairs of young faces. What Alice said came to mind: "It is best for students to respect, like and have some sympathy." After thinking about it, he said with a foreigner's accent: "I am Annan Li." Weiss, the King of the North. I also have a title in the North, Ratman Nemesis. Because I have killed countless ratmen..."

"So there's a lot?"

An unconvinced student asked cooperatively.

"Do you remember how many pieces of bread you have eaten?" Annan glanced at Alice, as if asking, "Is this the person you are looking for?"

"There should be...hundreds of thousands?"

The students made an uproar, with half admiring and half dissatisfied students.

"But I'm not proud of it... because I'm standing here, which means I lost my home and territory..."

The downbeat tone infected the students, and their resentment disappeared.

It seems that he is getting better and better at capturing their emotions, and Annan can even fiddle with them clumsily. The old lady seemed to see something, but she let Annan do what he wanted.

"And my friends... the Eighth Holy Grail Knight, Mel. He is like my friend and my teacher. I respect him and he respects me, but he is the same as the Fifteenth Holy Grail Knight. Due to the despicable conspiracy of the royal family...this is the reason why I came to the empire."

"I do not seek to use the power of the Montreal Gold Family to punish the Kingdom of Rekaner. I just want to tell everyone the truth...the truth about the fall of the North, and the truth about countless people who are resisting the waves of ratmen and demons on the border."

Revenge is most likely to evoke emotions. The excitement of the boys and the sympathy of the girls are proof of this.

The old lady clapped her hands a few times to express encouragement: "You can call me Mrs. Vanessa, Mr. Annan. That's your seat."

"Thank you, Mrs. Vanessa."

Annan sat in the empty seat in the middle of the classroom, and Alice happened to be in the row behind him.

The first class was Mrs. Vanessa's magic class. Annan maintained his appearance of listening carefully throughout the class. As soon as Mrs. Vanessa went out after it was over, students flocked to Annan, including the boys and girls whom Alice suggested Annan get in touch with.

Annan took the opportunity to get acquainted with them in a reserved and friendly manner, without appearing to be bitter and resentful.

The professor for the second class was a young elite mage.

Annan felt that he was not speaking Common Language. At this time, his back was touched. "How is it?" Alice asked, lying on the table.

"The people from the Middle-earth are no better than the people from the North..."

Annan recalled the enthusiasm of his classmates. This was before showing "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower". When Jack's image appeared in front of them, Annan simply couldn't imagine what they would look like...

"It's normal. Just like the southern aristocrats use Stun she-rats to replace elves, warlocks are recognized as replacing succubi, and..." Alice sniffed, "Father said you have the breath of a succubus."

"I thought the North was the only one doing this to stigmatize warlocks."

"It's mainly warlocks who stigmatize warlocks," Alice corrected.

A running joke: What’s the difference between a warlock and a succubus? Answer: Warlocks are not called succubi.

Annan suspected that the joke was made by the mage.

The whole class was spent either whispering to Alice or scribbling on notes.

study? He is a gifted mage and learns nothing. Even if Annan grasps the truth of the world, the low-level summoning technique he uses is still a portal.

Annan began to find something to do for himself, such as writing a new script... "Solzi and the Philosopher's Stone".

After writing the subtitle of the eight parts, Annan pondered what the main title should be. "Annan Reeves"? But this is not an autobiography, and Annan hopes to hear a magical image that will sound a pleasant "Pote~".

As soon as I wrote the main title, Alice whispered from behind: ""Annan Pote"?"

"I made a mistake." Annan crossed out "Potter" and wrote "Potter" next to it.

"What's this?"

"New script."

Alice no longer disturbs Annan. In the next few classes, Annan has been localizing the characters. For example, the ineffable existence, the Black…Red Devil…Agarwal!

and the wise dean, Olmedo. Vice Dean Annan could not think of it, but felt that Mrs. Vanessa was very suitable. What about Annan Potter's classmates?

Annan thought of Martin and Alice.

"Mr. Annan Reeves, what are you writing!"

At this time, a stern questioning sounded from the podium.