Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Outside, Michelle waited for a full two hours before Ron came out.

"Hey, what are you putting in your pocket?"

Michelle saw Ron coming out, and just as she was about to ask him about the results of his talent test, she saw Ron stuffing something into his pocket with one hand.

"Some leftover cores. I kept you waiting for a long time, let's go." Ron brought out the cores of the Red Flame Snake Fruit, patted his trouser pocket to make sure they wouldn't fall, and then said to Michelle.

"Why do you put the core in your pocket?" Michelle was confused.

"I think it tastes good. I'll see if I can grow some and give you a taste when the fruits are ripe."

Although Michelle didn't understand, she smiled and nodded in agreement. Thinking of business, he asked, "How is it?"

Ron smiled and said, "We'll talk as we go."

"good."

——

In the dean's room.

Monica leaned on the wooden chair, and the surrounding scenery gradually faded and returned to its original state.

There was a small core of the Red Flame Snake Fruit left on the wooden pillar in front of her, which Ron accidentally dropped before leaving.

Of course, his move of taking away the core could not be hidden from Monica. Thinking of the scene just now, she lazily leaned on the chair and slowly closed her eyes, murmuring: "What a smart and interesting child. It's a pity that he doesn't Magical talent.”

As the words fell, the room became alive, like walking into a forest.

the other side.

After hearing what Ron said, Michelle comforted him: "It's okay. You can't learn magic. You can still practice fighting spirit."

"I think so."

In fact, Ron didn't feel lost at all. He knew his situation. If he didn't have magic talent now, it didn't mean he would do it in the future.

It may not be impossible to have unlimited entries and all magic talents.

Seeing that Ron really didn't care, Michelle felt relieved and said to him: "There is still time, let me show you around the academy."

Ron nodded. He had a letter of recommendation and could stay in the academy for one day without fear of being kicked out.

The two of them were talking as they walked, passing by a very high wall, and there was a loud rumbling sound coming from inside.

Seeing Ron raising his head with doubts on his face, Michelle smiled and explained: "This is the Magic Martial Arts Arena. Students from both the Magic and Martial Arts Department will test their learning achievements here."

Hearing this, Ron felt a little moved. Michelle obviously saw his thoughts and invited him to go in and watch together.

The 'Magic Arena' is a collective name for magic and martial arts. The entire venue is comparable to the size of a football stadium watched by thousands of people. In the central venue, there are dozens of magic students holding their wands high to cast various types of brilliant magic.

There were also some students competing in a competition, and Ron's eyes were filled with excitement. Next to him, Michelle was explaining the competition process to him.

"The magic science student uses the basic fire spell 'Fire Breath'. Although Fire Breath is a basic spell, it has 5 incantations. It is not that easy to chant it as quickly as he does and cast it accurately."

Michelle nodded appreciatively and looked at the opponent on the other side, "And this is a student of the martial arts department. He didn't use martial arts. Didn't he learn it? But the swordsmanship he used was very exquisite, and he could fight with That student from the magic department competed for several rounds."

Hearing Michelle's comments, Ron smiled and said: "Looking at you, you should be stronger than them."

"Haha, not bad." Michelle smiled modestly.

Ron asked: "By the way, from what you just said, students from the martial arts department can't compare to the magic department?"

Michelle nodded, "Usually, magicians are stronger than professional fighters of the same level. In a battle between two parties, the magician usually wins."

"Has it always been like this?"

It is also the extraordinary power that started from the Shenyin era, so the gap cannot be so big.

"I heard the teacher mentioned that professional combatants can compete head-on with magicians at the third level of transcendence. As for why, the teacher didn't say. After all, we are still only first-level magicians."

Michelle said frankly.

When Ron wanted to ask a few more questions, a boy in a magic robe trotted over and said to Michelle: "Michelle, the Yale tutor is looking for you."

"Here."

Seeing Michelle's embarrassment, Ron said: "It doesn't matter from my side. You can go and do your work. When I get tired of shopping, I will go back by myself. Don't worry about me."

"Oh well."

Michelle smiled apologetically, and then left quickly with the boy.

Afterwards, Ron looked at it for a while and left the Demon Martial Arena. These people are just first-level magicians and professionals. They fight in a fancy way and have nothing to learn.

After leaving the high wall, Ron looked up and saw a few white clouds floating in the sky. The sun was warm and perfect for basking in the sun.

He enjoyed the warm feeling of the sun on his skin.

Gugu~

At this time, my stomach growled in protest, and it was time for lunch.

"I heard from Michelle that the meals in the college are quite expensive, so I'd better go out to eat." Ron sighed. Although he had enough money to eat a college lunch, it was not necessary.

Ron walked back along the route he remembered. After more than ten minutes, looking at the similar building in front of him, he realized that he seemed to be lost.

There was no one around to see, and no one to ask for directions.

"How about setting up a road sign for such a big college!" Ron slapped his palm on the tree trunk next to him.

嘤~

A small sound came from above, and although the other party tried hard to conceal it, it still fell into Ron's ears.

Ron raised his head suddenly, and something on the tree came into view, and his expression was stunned.

I saw a little girl squatting on the tree. She was wearing a loose green robe, with things like bird feathers hanging on both sides of her ears. She was holding bread-like food in her hands and gnawing on it. A pair of bright and beautiful eyes were staring at the tree. Ron, with panic in his eyes, was stunned for a moment.

Ron was the first to break the silence. He shouted towards the tree: "Kid, why are you climbing so high? Be careful of falling."

This sentence was like a magic incantation. When Ron finished reciting it, the other person fell downwards with a swishing sound. Ron's heart tightened and he quickly reached out to catch it.

The girl closed her eyes tightly and put her head tightly into Ron's arms. He adjusted his position to use himself as a flesh pad, trying not to hurt the other person, and then they fell down on the grass with a plop.

Ron just opened his mouth to ask if the other person was hurt, and a piece of bread fell into his mouth.

It was the food in the girl's hands before.

He instinctively took a bite, huh? It tasted pretty good, so he took another bite until it was all gone.

And the girl on top of him just watched helplessly as her lunch was wiped out.

As if aware of the girl's gaze, Ron said calmly: "How can you climb so high? What if you fall? Fortunately, I was here this time, so you were not injured."

As he spoke, he helped the little girl up. When he put his hands on the little girl's shoulders, he accidentally touched the pair of bird feather earrings, and a green light suddenly appeared.

"I-I can't. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen. You also ate the bread I made, so you'll pay for my lunch!" The girl tried her best to look angry.

Hearing the girl's clear voice, Ron came back to his senses and carefully looked at the little girl in front of him.

Her pale blond hair was tied into a short ponytail at the back, with long hair on both sides to cover her ears, and two bird feathers hanging down.

She has light blue eyes, long eyelashes, and a small mouth and nose.

He is thin and light, and his height is roughly estimated to be less than 1.2 meters. He is wearing the uniform of a student from the Magic Department, so he must be a student here.

But isn’t the entry age for Noble Academy 12? Why is it so small?

"Hey, why don't you speak?" The girl pretended to be calm, but her trembling body betrayed her.

"Sorry, this little money will be used as the meal fee for that piece of bread." Ron gave the girl a few silver coins. He could see that the girl was scared and might cry if she stayed any longer.

To avoid that happening, Ron decided to leave immediately.

The girl held the money given by Ron in her hand, stared blankly at his leaving figure, and breathed a sigh of relief for a long time.

"S-scared me to death."

The girl patted her chest. What happened just now really scared her.

Whether it's being caught eating in a tree or being held in a stranger's arms, it's always the first time.

"Do you know the way out?" A voice suddenly appeared in her ears, it was Ron who was returning.

"Wow!"

"Hey, don't cry. I'm really lost. I didn't want to scare you." Ron was glad that no one was around to see him.