Heroes of Silver Moon

"Well, this kid is a private student. It seems that his cultivation qualifications are not very good, but this has nothing to do with me. As long as he is friendly and allows me to get teaching subsidies, it will be fine."

Watching Simon walk to the stone pillar, Teacher Alice thought to himself.

Putting his right hand on the crystal ball, the runes engraved on the stone pillar immediately lit up, and then transmitted to the six walls.

"Om", the magic circle on the ceiling was the first to light up with blue light.

"Here we come, the air system is friendly." Teacher Alice saw that the magic circle on the ceiling lit up first, so she shouted excitedly in her heart, now her teaching subsidy for this year has been settled.

"Om", not long after the magic circle on the ceiling lit up, the magic circle on the floor also glowed yellow.

"Hey, the two lines are compatible, how about this kid's spiritual sense?" Alice couldn't help muttering in her heart when she saw that the magic circle on the ground also lit up.

"Om", just as Alice was thinking about how to get the dean to assign Simon to the air system, the magic circles on the remaining four walls lit up at the same time.

"Wow, trough," the dean said subconsciously, dumbfounded.

"Affinity of the six elements", Alice and Stern were dumbfounded for a moment, and then Sten subconsciously protected the students around him, and Alice held the staff tightly.

"Calm down, you two, calm down." The dean saw the two people as if they were facing an enemy, so he quickly persuaded them.

"Uh, what's the matter?" Simon, who had just finished the elemental affinity test, looked at them with a dazed expression. Isn't the six-element affinity a good thing?

Why do these two teachers intend to kill themselves on the spot!

"Dean, doesn't the affinity of the six elements mean that I have excellent spell aptitude?" Simon asked suspiciously towards the old dean.

"No, this only means that your spiritual sense is very high, not that you have excellent cultivation aptitude." Looking at the innocent boyish Simon, the old dean felt a little headache.

Such a high level of spiritual perception is really scary, but Simon is still just a child and the eldest son of an earl. He has no way to kill Simon!

"What does a high spiritual sense represent?" Simon asked angrily, looking at the old dean who was struggling in his heart.

What the hell, even if I die, I will die clearly today!

"Well, let's put it this way." Hearing Simon's question, the old dean organized his language first.

Then he said slowly: "According to the records in the history of magic, the last person with such a high spiritual sense finally became the Emperor of the Undead; the last person became the Duke of Evil Spirits; the last one"

"Okay, don't say any more." Simon became more and more frustrated as he listened, so he directly interrupted the old dean's narration.

"Listen, do those people in front have very high cultivation qualifications?" Simon said sincerely to the old dean.

He felt that if he didn't fool this matter, he probably wouldn't be able to walk out of this gate today.

The old dean nodded, and said: "The qualifications of those few are indeed peerless."

"But my aptitude is not necessarily good, so I may not be able to become a figure who can stand shoulder to shoulder with them in the future." Simon spread his hands and argued sophistry.

"Well," hearing Simon's self-defense, the two mentors who were on guard also lowered their vigilance a little.

yes! This kid is just a private student, and his cultivation aptitude has not yet been tested. They are indeed making a fuss.

"Uh, yes, let's test your aptitude right here!" The old dean took out a crystal ball with engraved patterns from his pocket, and rolled towards Simon carefully.

"I'm going, are you Dingdang Meow?" Seeing the old dean take out a crystal ball the size of a bowling ball from his pocket, Simon raged in his heart.

"Be calm, hold the crystal ball with both hands, and then focus on the pattern on the crystal ball," said the old dean, staring at Simon.

"I'll go, you are a master mage anyway, are you so afraid of me?" Simon thought speechlessly as he picked up the crystal ball that had rolled to his feet.

Following the instructions of the old dean, Simon focused his attention on the pattern of the crystal ball.

"Om", after a while, two patterns lit up on the crystal ball.

"Huh", seeing these two patterns, the old dean and the two instructors next to him breathed a sigh of relief, and then completely let go of their vigilance.

"Uh, does this mean that my aptitude is poor?" Simon asked a little depressed when he saw that the dean and the mentor had put down their guard.

Although the danger is eliminated, doesn't this just show that his cultivation qualifications are very poor!

"Well, it's okay, it's almost middle-lower, at least you can learn spells." Seeing that Simon was a little depressed, the old dean quickly comforted him.

"Hey, that's good." Simon also breathed a sigh of relief. What he fears most is that his cultivation qualifications are not even enough for the introduction of spells.

In that case, he won't even have the chance to use the knowledge of his previous life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Okay, now let's choose a department, you are a private student, you can choose freely, have you considered which department to go to? ", the old dean asked with some emotion.

He has seen many magic apprentices with middle and lower qualifications like Simon in the past, and the best ones among them are only those who have practiced to the middle level.

Therefore, he can also conclude that even if this boy with a ridiculously high spiritual sense studies in this magic academy, his future achievements will not be too high.

"Alchemy Department", Simon said the answer he had considered long ago.

"Tsk, alchemy department." The old dean felt a little speechless. With such poor aptitude, you still dare to go to the most expensive alchemy department.

Although he felt a little speechless, the old dean did not persuade Simon in the end. He is not someone from Simon, and he has no obligation to give advice to Simon.

"Instructor of the Alchemy Department, Master Clifford is not here today, I'll have someone take you to him later," the old dean said to Simon.

"Well," Simon nodded lightly, and then he still stood in the center of the room, looking very lonely.

The two tutors looked at Simon with complicated eyes, while the group of public students all looked at Simon with mocking expressions.

Simon didn't bother to talk to them at all. Although his aptitude was poor, no one could tell what would happen in the future. With the memory of his previous life, he believed that he would not be worse than these public students.

The old dean first opened the wooden door of the room, and then the two mentors led their students away.

After they were all gone, the old dean said a few words to the leading teacher, and then a leading teacher reluctantly led Simon to the alchemy workshop they had visited before.