She Is Not a Witch

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When the teacher in a black dress heard these words, he didn't feel any surprise. He walked to the fireplace at random, picked up the teapot, poured hot black tea into his cup, and then returned to his seat, blowing slightly. Holding the teacup, he took a sip, then put the cup down.

"It's such a big name now, and I won't even answer what I said." The teacher said again, but it didn't seem to be really angry, but like a joke among friends.

"No, it's just a bit cumbersome to explain, Berg."

"Tell me about Raleigh, my report here is almost finished, anyway, there is no class tomorrow, how about going for a drink tonight?"

The teacher holding the teacup blew the teacup, took another sip, and then slowly said.

"This child is different from other people. For the noble lady in our country, I can patiently help her to guide and answer questions. And for this child, if I show good things, she might be regarded as inferior. Pity or compassion, which stimulates her self-esteem."

"That's also true. With the status of Viscount of the Empire, you can easily be understood by this girl from Black Rock like that."

"Yes, I said on the surface that I was punishing her, but this would make her hold her breath and concentrate on finishing the thick courseware."

"Aren't you afraid of really frustrating her and giving up on yourself?" The man in the white shirt finished writing, pushed down his glasses, then walked to the fireplace and poured himself a pot of hot tea.

"No, those eyes are exactly the same as Sailian of the year. She came from a difficult mountain, and her will is not comparable to that of a noble child." Leily said confidently.

"Anyway, you still have to save the field. If it doesn't work, let you sing and red face and dress up well. Are you not so hypocritical?" Reilly continued in a black dress.

"Hahaha, is this still you? Raleigh. I really can't tell, he was a **** back then, why is he so kind and dedicated now." He came over with a laugh, leaned against the window sill, and looked at the old man in front of him. Friend, said with a smile.

"I am still me, I still like beautiful girls, look at those stupid stings, I don't care about them?"

"Now I just talk about it, I know." The teacher in the white shirt gradually calmed down.

"You've been single for so many years, and you still can't let go of the Sailian of the year, otherwise you won't be a good Viscount improper, come here to teach."

"Forget it, don't say it, let's go, go to the west for a drink tonight, I'll treat you."

"Okay, you can't miss a treat. I'm not as rich as you. Those guys in robes are really expensive."

"Haha, didn't you look down on the group of classmates who joined the church back then? Do you regret envy you now?"

As the sky darkened, two middle-aged teachers closed the office door and walked down the mountain. Under the pale yellow street lights, several magic locomotives were parked on the side of the road, picking up students and teachers after school.

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North Tower College, Eagle Beak Laboratory Building 407.

There was a bright moon floating in the sky, and the silver moonlight shone on the granite wall, which seemed a bit cold. Most of the lights in the laboratory building were off, and only a few of the laboratories were still lit.

Jack was wearing an ultramarine robe belonging to the magic sequence, standing by the experiment table, carefully assembling some metal components, and in the middle of the process, he constantly checked whether the inscriptions were connected, and occasionally used magic power to charge the experiment.

He was the only one in the quiet laboratory. The other students had gone back long ago. Fortunately, the school’s laboratory would not be closed overnight. Just deal with the scene and lock the door before leaving.

As the last screw is tightened, a silver device half a meter wide is constructed. The main body is a horizontal cylindrical shape, and there are thin pipes and a gear transmission mechanism next to it. It looks like some kind of magical power furnace. .

He mixed the ground and matched red and black powder, rolled it up with paper, tilted it slightly, and carefully poured it into one of the round holes, and then added blue lubricating liquid on the other side.

After that, he cleared the tabletop, first raised a light blue barrier around the mechanism, and then carefully shook the rocker. As a spark flashed, a roar and explosion sounded in the mechanism, and the entire mechanism trembling slightly. , Followed by the sound of fan blades turning inside. Hearing this sweet voice, Jack felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Perhaps the pressure was too strong, or the design was flawed. A strong light flashed, and then a ball of flame exploded. Air waves, heat, and broken metal chips exploded inside the barrier.

Fortunately, Jack reacted quickly and urgently reinforced the barrier so that the internal explosion would not damage other instruments in the laboratory.

After a while, as the flame gradually ceased, he touched the barrier. Then the smell of burnt and metal rushed into his nose, forcing him to step back and open the window for ventilation.

The previous test device has become fragments, and nearly half of the main body is broken and scattered, revealing the gears and transmission structure in it, and the silver-white metal is full of burnt black and fractures.

Did it still fail? Although he was a little prepared in his heart, Jack felt empty in his heart, and he dropped his hands in a somewhat awkward manner. He looked at what he had spent a lot of credits and savings to make, and was scrapped in an instant, which was still a little unacceptable.

He is a third-year student of the Tower College. He has been repeating for two years. If he can't advance this year, he will have to leave Emenas by the end of the year. This is also the reason why he has worked so hard since last year, but he is not a very talented person, nor is he extremely smart, and he has no family background or connections. He can only rely on himself.

Maybe he has no talent.

Jack found a place to sit down and stared blankly at the debris under the light. In the shadows, he couldn't see any expression on his face, only a black shadow.

Why? Obviously I have worked so hard.

After staying in Emenas for more than five years, he still stays in Sequence 5 and cannot be deposited. Various competitions and activities have not won any ranking.

Thinking back to that year, when he first entered school, he was full of spirits and bold words, and he felt only a bit of bitterness in his heart.

As a student of the magic sequence, he is really good at alchemy and machinery, but this world is like this. Not only you are advancing, but the people around you are also advancing. If you don't have the ability to compete, you will only be reduced to a mediocre generation that no one cares about.

Jack's energy and effort on various experiments and researches are not less than those in the forefront of the grade, even more, and a lot more.

But I'm sorry, studying this kind of thing doesn't seem to be determined by hard work, maybe it depends more on luck and talent.

Exploring in the unknown dark realm, who knows whether one's direction is correct or not, often an outstanding achievement appears, and besides countless failures, no one knows or cares about them.

At some point, his eye sockets gradually moistened, and Jack curled himself up in the corner, looking at the debris under the light in that place, his vision gradually blurred.

Can I just end my studies in such a mediocre way?

I am really unwilling to see such a wonderful world clearly.

Those dazzling geniuses, I also want to stand with them, even if only once.

His hands were tightly clenched, and his voice was choked. Jack slowly lowered his head, not daring to look at the light again. In the dark, the blue robe was also stained with a few drops of moist liquid.

Over the years ~www.readwn.com~ he tried his best to improve his strength, delving into those obscure technologies, just to find a blooming point.

It's a pity that this is just a foolish dream.

The laboratory was silent, and the only light slowly dimmed, but the person sitting in the corner remained motionless, just sitting there quietly, slowly watching it gradually go out.

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The lights went out.

The moonlight shines through the curtains and smudges the room into an extremely dim dark blue.

A vague figure gradually appeared in the laboratory, as if she had been standing there for a long time.

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