Chapter 100 Ability
"Speaking of which, during the Midsummer Bonfire Festival, Fedora is in a semi-open state, and there may be some existences with ill intentions mixed in with you." Professor Maeve changed the topic and switched to another topic.

"Your achievements are too dazzling now. I think even the Holy See will pay special attention to you, not to mention the wise men of various academic circles who have long expected you."

"It's okay if it's just these things. The most important thing is the lunatics I mentioned to you before, who have an extraordinary desire for knowledge." Professor Maeve said seriously.

Tulo began to have some bad premonitions about the topic that Professor Maeve raised.Not because of the fear of meeting those lunatics, but because of what Professor Maeve will say next.

"So for your safety, I think it is necessary for me to protect my students and discuss the relevant preparations with your parents." Professor Maeve continued.

Ah, here it is.

On the surface, it seems that normal tutors and parents communicate for the sake of students, but Tullow doesn't quite understand what Professor Maeve thinks in his heart, let alone understand.

"If you have any ideas, you can go directly to my parents." Talo paused and said.

"Aren't you afraid of these things? I can see that you just feel troubled written all over your face. The world is far less peaceful than it seems on the surface. You should understand after going through trials." Professor Maeve also Wanted to keep educating Tullow not to take things too lightly.

"Maybe it's because I'm still young, I haven't experienced real danger, and I don't have much knowledge. I have a shallow understanding of many things. The so-called ignorant are fearless." Tullow didn't deny it, and didn't want to dress up The emotion of fear comes out.

"It's not like something that can come out of a child's mouth at all." Professor Maeve rubbed the blond hair on the top of Tulo's head: "Don't think too much, I'm really thinking about your safety."

In addition to safety, I am afraid that there is something else, Tulo murmured in his heart.

"Okay, you can go back too."

With nothing more to talk about, Professor Maeve let Tullo go.

……

In the classroom in the early morning of the General Studies class, Talow drew some weird symbols on the paper that he would not be able to touch in the first grade, and marked many knowledge points of ancient witchcraft on the side.

Seeing these things, Grace couldn't help asking curiously: "A curse triggered by homeopathic witchcraft? Have you been reading books related to witchcraft recently?"

"No, this is the knowledge point in the cursing textbook that can be taken as an elective in the second grade. I can't directly study the difficult witchcraft theory, but the introductory textbooks compiled by the professors are quite friendly." Tullow wrote After that, I wiped the paper with the feather part of the quill pen, and the paper surface returned to its pure white appearance.

He didn't really want to organize these notes into a manuscript, but simply wanted to use writing to sort out his feelings.

After all, writing can be regarded as embodying thoughts on paper in a regular way, which is much more effective than just thinking in your head.

"You have already started to study the courses of the second grade? Or elective?" Grace said with some surprise.

It's only half a semester now, and her grades in the class have always been considered among the best, and she has also done a lot of previews for the future courses.

But Talo is too much. The second grade is still an elective course. Grace doubts whether his basic magic knowledge can be studied to this level.

"Teaching materials are teaching materials after all. There are many things that will not be expanded in it. It is more like a simple catalog. Real knowledge needs more reading and teaching from professors." Answering Grace's question, while continuing to sort out the knowledge points to be sorted out.

"Is it just a simple table of contents?" Grace looked at Talo in a daze, writing the knowledge of witchcraft that seemed dizzy to her. She couldn't even understand these things, but the other party could fluently Put pen to paper.

"Do you know? Sometimes it's cruel to those around you to show off your talents so unscrupulously." Grace pursed her lips and said sullenly.

In the past six months, she has also been working hard, and several times she felt that she seemed to have touched a little bit of Talo's shadow, but immediately after that, the other party's performance was the same as now.

There are not a few people in the grade who have the same thinking as her. Unlike Aaron's halo bonus of a savior, Talo walks in front of everyone purely as an absolute pioneer.

Many people couldn't even see his figure at all, because he walked too fast and too far.

The closer she gets to Tulo, the more often she feels a sense of suffocation, a feeling of suffocation that no matter how hard she works, she can only look up honestly. This is a height that she has never been able to achieve in her life.

She knew that she had no right to criticize Tullow, but she felt that Tullow was still too cunning. Obviously, everyone had put in the same energy and sweat, but in return there was such a huge gap.

"Then you know? One of the biggest sources of trouble in life is contrast." Tulo quickly finished writing another page, and after memorizing it, he waved his feathers again to refresh the paper and started writing again.

"People either like to compare the existence around them that is better than themselves, and then worry about why they can't do this; or they like to compare the existence around them that is worse than themselves, and after gaining a short-term superiority, they will usher in a doomed emptiness."

"I don't think this is necessary. As long as you are better than your past self, you should be happy. This way, you can experience the joy brought by every step forward without distraction."

Tulo was writing and talking, he couldn't possibly take a note and have to sneak around.

"Everyone understands this kind of truth, but only you can really do what you said, and others will still be unwilling after all." Grace smiled helplessly and said in a complicated tone.

"Then turn unwillingness into motivation, maybe it will bring unexpected surprises." Taluo said casually.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, you are too arrogant!" Grace felt Tulo's indifferent emotion, raised her hand and gave him a shudder, but she knew that it didn't make much sense, so she didn't use much strength.

Talo didn't respond after being knocked on the head. He had accumulated enough resistance to this level of shock, and he wouldn't feel any more after ten more.

"Yes, yes, I'm really arrogant." He replied perfunctorily, and then Grace slapped him even harder.

(End of this chapter)

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