Rise of the Plants

"Why aren't you taking action yet? It's already been a class, don't you want to take action?" Solami said to Roland, who was dozing off at the side. Speaking of which, courses like etiquette were originally meant for young nobles to learn.

These imperial aristocrats, who are already quite old, are really out of place here.

Roland was so clever that he almost jumped up. After trying to calm down the frightened little heart, Roland whispered: "Your Highness Solami, there is no excuse for taking action in this class. If we take action in the etiquette class, Professor Gaspar will not let us go. "." When Gaspar fought, his identity was more than just an ordinary teacher.

"It's you who are unlucky, and it's me." Solami sarcastically said without mercy.

Roland smiled bitterly. If you talk like this, you won't have any friends. Is it really okay to say it directly like this? "Let's wait for the next step. I believe we will definitely find an opportunity." Roland sighed.

I really don't want to fight with a bronze-level mage. If I fight, it will be embarrassing if I lose. If I win, it will be even more troublesome. There is a family behind him, and the people in the family are staring at Chi Nan.

When the etiquette class ended, Chi Nan quickly ran out with Numisi. "It's finally over. I will never come to this kind of class again." Chi Nan said with lingering fear, and the terrible drama performance.

"If you don't come, you won't be able to graduate in the future." Numisi looked at Chi Nan worriedly.

Chi Nan quickly shook his head: "If you can't graduate, you can't graduate. Anyway, some of those who graduated are as good as me."

"It's wrong for you to think like this." Numi thought about what to say, but after thinking for a long time, she didn't know how to persuade her. After all, Numisi is still a good girl and cares about class.

"Forget it, I'm going to take magic classes next. Do you have any other classes?"

Numisi lowered her head slightly: "I also want to learn magic. I only learned some basics at home. I believe I can become a real mage here, so I will go too."

Chi Nan nodded lightly, even the families of great nobles rarely had a complete mage inheritance. Becoming a mage is much more complicated than becoming a warrior, and it is also much more useful on the battlefield. "In that case, let's just go for it." There was almost no break, because the magic class started shortly after.

Behind him, Solami stamped his feet fiercely: "Let's go, let's follow. We must make this bastard look good."

Roland had no choice but to go along. When he arrived at the venue, Roland lowered his head, his face flushed, and his eyes twinkling. Many people who knew him around were pointing at him, making Roland want to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

Isn't it a joke to come here as a warrior to learn magic? I have already proven whether I have magical talent or not, and it is simply not possible. No wonder those people are very curious about themselves.

Suolami completely ignored Roland's intention and still stared at Chi Nan. Whenever Chi Nan felt something, she would turn her head immediately, and Chi Nan didn't even notice who was staring at her.

After a long time, an ordinary-looking old man with white beard and hair came to the podium. "It's the dean. I didn't expect that this time the magic course will be explained by the dean himself. I heard that the dean is a silver mage."

There was a sudden buzz of discussion below. The dean didn't pay attention, looked around, and then began to lecture. For some reason, Chi Nan always felt that the dean paused when he looked at him. The surging power in the dean's body also made Chi Nan feel waves of depression. This was a feeling that the power was completely above his own.

Chi Nan even had a feeling that if he and the dean faced each other head-on, he might not be able to hold on for long. There is no way, who is really bad at letting his abilities help him fight.

The dean finally spoke: "You are here because you are interested in magic. You may have heard many rumors related to magic in the outside world, some are mysterious, some are powerful, and some are what Faith is thinking about. But I’m telling you, don’t listen to that nonsense, real magic is far less mysterious.”

After a pause and waiting for the voice below to become quieter, the dean began to say: "Today, our first magic class is to let you truly understand what magic is."

"The so-called magic is a method of using one's own spiritual power to fuse some special elements between heaven and earth, and then merge them into magic power. Using one's own magic power to attract the elements of heaven and earth, and then using them to attack, is magic."

"It turns out that magic is so simple. We used to think it was too complicated." A student below said.

A little girl next to him said disdainfully: "That's nonsense. If magic was that simple, then everyone wouldn't be a magician. Learning magic requires talent. How can you become a magician without talent?"

The man from before retorted with a red face: "Aren't all those who come to us have talent? Who would come here without talent?" Indeed, those who come here are either nobles or some special civilians. The nobles themselves can test at home to see if they have magical talent. Those civilians came here to study after being tested and found to have magical talents.

If people without talent are forced to learn magic, they will not achieve anything even if they study for a lifetime.

At this moment, an older woman covered her mouth and laughed. "Hehe, who said that everyone who comes here is gifted with magic. Look at that, that person is Roland, one of the strongest men of our younger generation."

"Senior Roland is so powerful. He must be a great magician."

"No, no, no, on the contrary, Roland has very poor talent in magic. He is a warrior, or a formal black iron warrior." Hearing this, the people around him suddenly opened their mouths.

As for Roland, he had already buried his head in his knees.

"Then why does he come here? Could it be that he is very passionate about magic and wants to change his career?"

Of course the woman who spoke knew why Roland came here. Just look at Solami next to her. But she would not talk about the princess casually. She curled her lips and said nonchalantly: "Maybe it's because there is something wrong with his head."

The young nobles around him nodded in understanding, and some looked at Roland with sympathetic eyes. Now, Roland felt even more uncomfortable. Oh my God, let this mission end as soon as possible.