Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Of course he is talented, but it's definitely not about potions. Roja, I'm Frank, the instructor of protection from spells. I think you should be clear that the most important thing in actual combat is always your own life. If you can prevent it, you don't need medicine." .”

"Stupid! Do you think potions can only be used for healing? There are too many times when men need medicine, and it's not just on the battlefield!"

In front of Roja, who hadn't reacted yet, old men from various schools met each other on a narrow road, and the professional tutors in the academy also met each other on a narrow road. All kinds of persuasion wrapped in fancy confrontations filled the black-haired boy's surroundings.

As more and more old men and women flew over, the scene got out of control for a while. The school leaders who had never been in touch with each other and the mentors who had grievances gathered here in Roja, and the war of words between them became more and more serious. Intense, if there is any disagreement, it will turn into a combat, let Roja see which one is stronger in actual combat skills.

Noelle and Charlotte stared dumbfounded at the chaotic scene, and the rushing freshmen didn't know what to do. The three floors inside and three floors outside, among the elderly group with people in the sky, black-haired teenagers were tired of comforting each other. Coping, I feel more tired than fighting Roy before.

The square was crowded with people, and on the top floor of the building temporarily requisitioned by the Ministry of Security, the girl with black hair behind the curtain was watching the robbed boy in silence.

It seems to be all right.

Lilian Aqiman thought so, and suddenly realized that the turmoil in her heart had calmed down at some point. The girl thought for a while and still had no clue, so she could only shake her head and look out the window.

Although Lilian had expected that the third ring-bearer, Roja, would appear, it must be said that Roja's strength still exceeded her expectations, and with the rise of this new star, the first-year ring-bearer The number of participants will account for half of the academy, and their power and strength will expand in one breath.

Don't get close to the Akat family, the girl has to admit that she can no longer fulfill this order, and under the friction of forces, the contact between Lilian and Roja is inevitable.

Looking at the instructors who went off to snatch people in person, Lilian turned her head to look at the red-haired woman who was calmly drinking tea on another high platform, and her frown relaxed a little.

The only thing I can be thankful for now is that my mentor Chris is not interested in him, otherwise things will be really difficult...

The black-haired girl calmed down, and after taking another deep look at the boy below, she turned and walked away amidst the noise.

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"Qing Qiangwei? You really are a cautious child."

By the window of the college, Antonio leaned on a long stick and looked at the excited crowd in the square in the distance, and looked at the black-haired boy who was being contested with a smile on his face.

Entering the academy for the first time, just becoming an adult, and facing so many peers for the first time, most of the teenagers are eager to show their holiness in front of others, and in this initial entrance ceremony, there is no doubt that Show yourself on the best stage.

Double rings, on this occasion, under this atmosphere, there is no doubt that it will cause a great sensation, especially the legendary Black Rose, who was able to resist the temptation and not expose it, even hiding the fact that she was in danger It shows that this boy's disposition is far from being as impetuous as his peers, but rather calm.

"It's been more than three hundred years. Roy finally found someone who can hand over the ring. Looking back now, it's been a long time. What do you think? Margaret?"

The white-haired old man looked at the wall on one side. Following his words, a crystal ball-like thing in the corner of the ceiling began to spin on the white wall, revealing a slight light.

"The life of an artificial elf is almost unlimited if it is not destroyed. More than three hundred years have not had much impact on me, Your Excellency."

"Is that so? That's really enviable."

The white-haired old man looked at the crystal ball turning back and forth with a smile, and had no choice but to respond to the serious reply of the real manager of the college to some extent.

Margaret, an artificial elf body, a product of ancient relics, is also the real master of this vast St. Freya Academy. She has been using her powerful computing power to manage the operation of spells and the distribution of personnel in the academy. , the mobilization of materials, and even most of the protective measures.

Although Antonio is the dean of the college, in fact the management college mainly relies on Margaret, and as the oldest intelligent life in the college, Margaret also holds many unknown secrets.

"You collected the data of Roy's Shadow of the Ring, right? You know his little thoughts, right?"

"Your Excellency, guessing is not my duty, my task is to obey orders."

"Is that so... Now that the child has the primordial ring, he also has a first-level authority over you, but it probably needs to be liberated level by level?"

"Sorry, your authority is level [-], and there is no comment for this question."

"..."

The white-haired old man froze when he heard the female voice calmly answering. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The speechless silence in the empty room lasted for a long time before he turned his head and looked out the window again.

Looking at Roja who politely rejected many invitations, Antonio actually had the illusion of seeing his former student for a while. He shook his head and sighed with emotion.

"The new successor of Black Rose, I hope he can take a different path, for the sake of that clan, and for himself."

Chapter 3 I closed my eyes ([-]k)

A week later, at the Broken Sword Tavern on St. Freya College Commercial Street.

At dusk, people came and went on the commercial street, and the door of Broken Sword Tavern kept opening and closing. As the popularity of the restaurant increased, there was a lively atmosphere.

The sound of clinking wooden cups kept ringing, and the boss's greeting and the smell of wine filled the air. In the corner of the second floor, a young man in a hooded cloak looked at the smiling red-haired woman opposite, speechless.

"I said, Mr. Chris, can you bring me to this kind of place?"

"Huh? Aren't you an adult?"

"That's not the problem!"

Roya Acate cautiously looked left and right. At this time, the sun was setting, and the number of guests in the tavern gradually increased. The guests who came alone on the scattered seats at the bar were chatting and tasting wine. The old guests on the double seat were chatting and laughing, while the newcomers were curiously looking at the collections on the wall.

The Broken Sword Tavern, as its name suggests, is a tavern with hundreds of broken swords adorned on its walls. Among them is very famous.

I heard that the owner of this tavern is a swordsman who lost all his companions during the adventure. The swords that were broken during the battle for many years were collected and placed on the wall to show that they will never leave and move forward together.

This kind of behavior of the owner was appreciated by many knights. Since then, this tavern has a rule. If you want, you can hand over the broken sword to the tavern, giving the retired old swordsmen a place to live. Over the years, there have been hundreds of such broken swords, and each one has detailed information next to it, and even a message from the original owner.

It has to be said that this kind of humanized style, dim environment and historical buildings outline a strong nostalgic style, which makes Broken Sword Tavern's popularity enduring. St. Freya College is unique.

Of course, such secrets and low-key tavern freshmen are basically impossible to find. In fact, most of the people who enter the tavern are repeat customers, senior students, faculty members, staff from other stores, etc. The black-haired boy under him let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid of being seen. If I don't do it, it will cause trouble again."

Sighing helplessly, the black-haired boy reached out to pick up the glass on the table and took a sip of wine, the blue ring on his hand flashed lightly under the dim light.

Blue Rose, this is probably the most popular word in St. Freya Academy today. Since the entrance ceremony shocked the academy a week ago, Roja's life has fallen into another level of fierce battle.

On the second day of the school opening ceremony, after the award ceremony by the palace party, Roja was attacked by various schools, student organizations, and college instructors. And those who want to seduce.