Secretary of the Devil's Castle

Satisfied, Fatalia rubbed her unchanging stomach, then took out her pocket watch and glanced at the pointer that had reached seven, she was slightly startled, "If I didn't eat faster, I might not have the chance to eat so much."

"No no no no, even if you eat faster, it's not normal to eat so much!"

Marianne raised her hand almost with a frightened expression and said, "Where did all the food you eat go?! So much food! You can't pull it with a carriage, right? Look at your stomach, hiss—— Nothing has changed!"

Although she came up with this idea, and Marianne has indeed seen the tip of the iceberg of Fatalia's appetite... But she didn't expect that it was the tip of the iceberg, the food for 100 people!How can this be eaten? !

Marianne lifted Fatalia's robe in great horror and carefully observed her extremely flat belly. Although there was a slight curvature, Marianne understood that it was supported by internal organs, but the food had completely disappeared without a trace. .

"What are you doing?"

Fatalia hit the back of Marian's head with a knife, and Marian let out a pained ouch, then rubbed her head and said, "I'm just curious about where all the food you ate went."

Fatalia was silent for a while, touched her chin and thought carefully for a moment, and then said: "You can ask the current pope for specific matters. At present, I can only explain it as a physical problem."

"so?"

Marianne covered her head and blinked her eyes, then quickly forgot about such details, "Forget it, I don't want to go to the Pope's grandfather casually."

Leo on the other side just rubbed his face vigorously, and just removed the terrified expression from his face, but until now his calf is still spinning, "Elisha, help me down, I feel a little standing unstable."

"Your Highness, I want to say the same thing."

Elisha's face was also pale, and he was no less frightened than Leo, "I can't stand still, can you help me down?"

Leo: ...

Elisha: ...

At this time, Marian happened to hear their conversation, and she turned her head and said mockingly: "It's just you two boys, and you are the worst."

Then a scallion-white jade finger appeared on her forehead like a shadow, and she flicked it, "Oh! What are you doing, Fatalia?"

"You're not doing much better than them, all the way."

Fatalia said a little helplessly, and then said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, I wanted to ask a question a long time ago. According to your personality, you shouldn't obediently show up as a saint? What happened? ?”

The corner of Marian's mouth twitched, and her eyes drifted away slightly: "Why do you say that? Could it be that I was inspired by the Holy Light and felt that it is my mission to save all living beings?"

Fatalia rolled her eyes resolutely: "If you can be said to be inspired by the Holy Light if you drink too much, indulge your desires, and violate the teachings of the Holy Light, then you think so—I don't believe it anyway."

"This is..."

Marian struggled for a long time, then sighed, and suddenly said with a blank expression: "To sum it up, I had a fierce battle with Grandpa Pope, a war of the century! I attacked him with my ass. In the end, my butt hurts, his palms are sore, we are evenly matched, and we each take a step back, so I appear on various occasions as a saint, and the Pope Grandpa no longer fights, that’s it, it’s me.”

Fatalia touched her chin and summed up what Marianne said, "To sum it up, you have been spanked, and if you don't want to be spanked again, you will become a saint."

The iceberg face maintained in front of Marianne instantly shattered, turning into a grimace: "Fatalia—it's obviously a [

Fatalia was silent for a while, "...you are happy, okay, go back to the dormitory, there is class tomorrow, the first class, don't be late."

"Of course not~ After all, we didn't drink because we were too frightened this time!"

Marianne followed with a hippie smile on her face.

The last time Marianne felt lonely when she was the only one left out, she used her relationship to have friendly and harmonious exchanges with another roommate of Fatalia, including but not limited to throwing gold coins at people, etc. In short, the two After fully exchanging opinions and showing respect to each other, the roommate who did not show up in the end said that in order to promote a harmonious relationship with the neighbors, she agreed to Marianne's request, which is simply gratifying, gratifying...

Although Favna is a little unhappy.

Yawning, Fatalia walked into her room and threw herself on the bed, then kicked off the shoes on her feet, curled up in the quilt, and sighed contentedly.

There is no government affairs, no accidents, and no night raids by Favna. It has been a long-lost sleep like a baby.

After tossing and turning for a while, Fatalia rubbed her stomach that was deceived by a large amount of food and did not feel hungry for a while, then changed to a more comfortable position, and fell asleep peacefully.

But Marianne on the other side was still not asleep. She lit up the magic lamp by the bed, sat on the bed and looked at the holy light tome in her hand. After a long time, she sighed softly and raised her head slightly. The golden light in the center of the eyes slowly receded, "Chapter 1 Section [-]: Those who are close to God should be with God and stay away from the world...? The ghosts want it, sleep!"

She slapped the classics on the bedside table, turned off the magic lamp, and then got into the bed, breathing steadily and evenly after a while.

The next day, early in the morning, was the first day of class at the beginning of the new school year. Many students lost their way in this too large and complicated teaching area, but Fatalia and the others were not included.

As an old man who has lived in the City of Holy Light for more than ten years, Marianne found her classroom very easily, and rushed there with Fatalia, who lived together.

At this moment, there are only a dozen or so people scattered in the stepped classroom that can accommodate a hundred people. Some of them are sitting alone in the corner, some are sitting together in twos and threes, and the faces of Leo and Elisha are impressively in it. Seeing Marian in the lead, Leo waved: "Hey! Good morning, everyone."

"Morning, Leo, Elisha."

Marian also greeted them with a smile, and then found a vacant seat next to her and sat down, "Oh, I thought you would not be able to find the place, and I was going to find you."

Leo scratched his cheek and said, "That's not the case. There are mouths under the eyes, so I can ask if I can't find the way."

"Well, that's it."

Marianne still didn't talk too much, and quickly finished it, because it was not far from the class time.

The teaching method of St. Redis College is somewhat similar to Fatalia’s previous university. Students are divided into different classes, and then go to different classrooms or places to attend classes according to the schedule. Different classes have different courses and different teaching knowledge. It's different. For example, Fatalia and others, including Marianne and Leo, are in the first special class. The learning tasks can be said to be the heaviest of all classes, but at the same time, the number of people is the smallest, with a total of only 20 students.

After a while, as the bell rang at eight o'clock, the first class officially began. Through the schedule, Fatalia knew in advance that this class was a magic theory class. The teacher seemed to be called... Miles Adolf?Is a very young teacher.

It is worth mentioning that although ordinary classes are divided into mage classes and warrior classes, the special class does not distinguish between them, but teaches together. Students who take fighters as their development direction will also learn all kinds of magic in magic classes. characteristics and targeting methods, so there will be no situation of doing nothing.

Just as he was distracted, the classroom door suddenly opened, a pale and thin young man with black half-long hair tied into a ponytail behind his head, and a young man in a black dress that had been modified to look a bit like a suit walked into the classroom. He looks about 30 years old, with a confident and even bright smile on his face that makes people uncomfortable, but for some reason, his every move makes people feel weird and artificial.

He walked to the podium very gracefully, then turned his left foot at an angle, and his right foot made a circle and landed in front of his left foot, and then he said in a melodious aria: "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen , no matter what your previous identities and status are, you are all equal and ordinary students at St. Redis College. Don’t think that everything will be all right if you are lucky enough to enter the special class. I, Dear Miles Professor Adolf, I will never allow anyone to disturb my sacred classroom! Remember it, students!"

"Huh—"

Fatalia sighed, and dragged her cheeks to see what kind of tricks this Professor Adolf could come up with.

"Huh~ huh? Huh! No one is making noise, that's good, that's what it is. Keeping quiet in my class is basic etiquette and common sense, just like a high-end concert can't have noise. If there is any noise in my class Noise is a serious blasphemy!"

Professor Adolf seemed to be very satisfied with the quiet classroom. He squinted his eyes and drew an exaggerated arc with his feet, turned around to face the blackboard, and then took out a piece of chalk on the blackboard with his white gloved hand. His name was written in a fluttering manner, "Okay, students, now the first important knowledge you must engrave in the depths of your mind and soul is my name, Miles Adolph, I can allow You call me Professor Adolf, remember, it’s Professor Adolf, understand【/

The classroom was still silent. After all, many people had never been exposed to this teaching method before. At the same time, they would not meet a very...characteristic person like Professor Adolf, and no one spoke to him for a while.

However, Professor Adolf didn't care, and continued to talk on his own, "First of all, we need to understand one thing. I am a powerful, intelligent and elegant mage, a sixth-level mage. Of course, I teach magic classes. The magic part of the magic theory class and the actual combat class are all taught by me. You don’t have to worry about the quality of teaching. I, Professor Miles Adolf, have always had rich teaching experience and have always been the best teacher, but I don’t I'm sure you are excellent students.

"What I can guarantee is that as long as you listen carefully in my class and savor every sentence carefully, you will be able to learn something—unless all your heads are filled with rotten and smelly sweet potatoes, understand On the other hand, if you have normal intelligence but don't get a good grade, then you must have violated the classroom discipline and didn't engrave my words in your head, and that's not my responsibility.

"Well ↑↓, very good, the initial opening remarks have been finished, everyone must know what to do, after all, I believe that there are no idiots who can join the special class, then I will introduce this subject, which is the magic theory class, You have to savor what I’m going to talk about next, just like your favorite piece of dessert at afternoon tea time, chew carefully and relish carefully.

"Magic, noble power, manipulating all things through wisdom and knowledge is the embodiment of magic. The magic theory class is just a class to reveal the true face of magic. All of you should listen carefully. I don't want any The guy who wasted my passion like a rotten chamomile, get it?"

Professor Adolf's tone is still the weird cadence, like a hypocritical old-fashioned aristocrat, accompanied by exaggerated body movements and old adjectives, it seems a bit funny, but no one will laugh at this time, After all, it's always rude to point at someone you're meeting for the first time and laugh.

"Pfft!"

Marian finally couldn't hold it back. She buried her head under her arms and trembled slightly: "What kind of aristocratic accent is this in the classical period? Does the teacher of St. Ladis College still have this model? Where did the grave dig it out?" Yes."

"Isn't St. Reddy's College famous for being inclusive? It's no big deal to have a teacher with some eccentricities, and to be a teacher of a special class, this Professor Miles Adolph should still be quite capable— —Although his tone is indeed a bit strange."

Fatalia spoke to Marian in a low voice, but her gaze never left Professor Adolf on the podium. Although he has a weird personality, he must have merit, and Fatalia is also very curious about magic in the human world. What is the theory class like.

Chapter 13 Marianne was always honest

"...So, no matter what kind of magic it is, the so-called three steps of spell model construction, energy supply, and release are absolutely indispensable, that is, the basic trilogy of spells. Before your spellcasting ability surpasses mine Just don't try to modify these three basic steps. And..."

Professor Adolf is still giving lectures on the podium, and the students in the audience, except those who are aiming at mages, are gradually losing their attention. After all, what they are talking about now is just boring basic magic theory. , and haven’t talked about the effective coping methods for the soldiers. Although these people can still maintain their concentration on the surface, no one knows where their attention is actually drifting.

Leo's eyes have gradually drifted away. After all, he is a serious soldier, but Marianne has also started to lose his mind, and Fatalia can't understand.

"Hello, Marianne, Marianne? Wake up."

Fatalia patted Marianne's back lightly, and patted Marianne who had started to close her eyes and was about to sit and fall asleep again. Looking left and right in a panic, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Warcraft siege? The end of the world?"

"You read too many picture books, where else can you find Warcraft Siege now?"

Fatalia felt a little funny looking at Marian's performance, then patted her on the back and said, "Marian, although you are a priest, you should also be a mage, right? This is the basis of magic theory. , is it okay not to listen?"

"Huh—so it's all right."

Marianne wiped the crystal saliva from the corner of her mouth, waved her hands nonchalantly and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, although it is positioned as a spellcaster, it actually believes in the system of magic, and the use of priesthoods such as belief in magic Practitioners, even paladins, the magic we use is actually far from ordinary magic. If magic is to achieve miracles by constructing spell models, then priests are to reproduce gods by praying and connecting with gods. Traces, although there will also be sacred treaties similar to spell models-in fact, they are often called spell models, but our requirements for this type of theoretical knowledge are not great, and of course the key is Adolf All this I will…”

"so."

Fatalia blinked her eyes, and was a little surprised by Marian's speech. After all, she did only have a superficial understanding of the belief in the magic system, and she did not understand the part of knowledge Marian said.

But is belief magic actually in this form...

She pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her brows and looked at Marian, "Wait a minute, Marian, do you really believe in the God of Holy Light? With your personality, it's hard to imagine having faith."

Marianne jumped up suddenly, and said with a serious face: "Fatalia, you can say that I drink alcohol, indulge in sex, and violate the Holy Light, but you can't doubt my faith."

Fatalia was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Marian to talk about this matter in such a serious manner, just as she was about to apologize, she saw Marian lay down on the table as if she had softened, "Anyway, I don't need money, just trust me , not to mention that he gave back the money. As a saint, I was an ordinary villager, how could I imagine the life of living without worrying about food and clothing, and there is such a powerful power, the God of Holy Light gave me such There are so many things, if you don’t believe in him, it’s not justified.”

Fatalia: ...

Just for a moment, I felt that it was her fault that Marianne became serious. Co-author of the dignified Holy Light Church, the core figure of the largest and most powerful religion in the world, was the belief of the saint bought?

"You two girls who are as lovely as roses over there, do you have any comments on my class?"

A piece of chalk flew from the front to the middle of the desks of Fatalia and Marianne, which startled them both. Professor Adolf looked at the two with an exaggerated smile on his face, "It's my classroom. What's the question, it's not attractive enough, that's why you guys started chatting? Even lying on the table and planning to rest? Uh huh?"

"No, no, no, how could it be, ahahahaha..."

Marian sat up abruptly again, rubbing the back of her head with an embarrassing smile on her face, "Teacher, there is nothing wrong with your lesson, it's just us..."

Seeing Marian's flustered appearance, Fatalia sighed lightly, then interrupted Marian, and said to Professor Adolf: "Professor Adolf, it's our fault to chat during class time, we won't do it next time, please Continue to teach, other students are still looking forward to teaching you to teach them some new knowledge."

"That's right Miss Keynes! There are very few students who are so sensible and know how shameful it is to waste time in class. By the way, Miss Agnes is not an example. And..."

Professor Adolf was in high spirits again, and said so in that strange aria, then half-closed his eyes, looked to another corner of the classroom, and then threw a piece of chalk right in the middle of Leo's brow, who was distracted , "Mr. Reinhardt! Listening carefully during class is the most basic etiquette! No matter what your original status is, your status here is only my student, so no one can defile my sacred classroom!"

Leo rubbed his forehead in a daze, completely unaware of what happened.

Seeing the professor's attention diverted, Marianne was also obviously relieved. She just wanted to whisper something to Fatalia, and then she saw Fatalia put her index finger in front of her lips like a prophet, doing He made a gesture of silence, and then said silently with his mouth: "If you have something to say, we will talk about it after class." '

Marianne was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and made a gesture of understanding, then made a movement of zipping up her mouth with her hand, and then sat upright on her seat, staring at the podium.

Fatalia also nodded and shifted her gaze to Professor Adolf.

I didn't expect Marianne to be so flustered in front of the professor. Is it because of the professor himself or his identity, or is it Marianne's own fault?

Having said that...Professor Adolf seems to have a double standard.

Recalling the gentle way Professor Adolf treated her and Marianne, and then thinking about the chalk head that Leo suffered, it was somewhat targeted.

Thinking about it, Fatalia felt a little bit of fun, it seems that school time will not be boring—speaking of which, with such a unique professor around, it will be hard to be bored.

"So I probably suffered from an unreasonable disaster?"

After class, Leo listened to Marianne's retelling of what happened in class, and scratched the back of his head in a daze. Marianne suppressed a smile and said, "Probably yes, after all, the professor must have noticed that many people are distracted, but He didn't care too much, he solved it together after I talked with Fatalia, so there is a high probability that you were implicated by me and Fatalia."

Leo touched his chin, still looking blank, "Really? Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Elisha raised his hand suddenly and intervened in the conversation, "How can it be indifferent!"

His sudden yell made everyone dumbfounded, and Patty was even more frightened and shrank behind Favna's back.

Leo asked with the corners of his mouth, "What's the matter, Elisha?"

"Your Highness, this is St. Redis College. Those who study here are all future elites. No matter what their status is, they will definitely have considerable energy after graduation, let alone special classes!"

Elisha held his head in despair, "And Your Highness was reprimanded by the teacher in the first class on the first day of class. Your Highness's image is completely ruined!"

"Ah, image?"

Leo pointed to himself in a daze, "Do I still have this kind of thing?"

Elisha was even more desperate.

Then Leo suddenly put his arms around Elisha's shoulders and hooked him up, laughing and said: "Okay, okay, I know what's going on, don't worry about Elisha, when have I let you down, the image What, it’s not something that can be fixed by strangers who just met, it’s built up over a long period of time, and now at most it’s just a bad first impression.”

"Your Highness..."

Elisha sighed, and accepted the fact helplessly, while Fatalia looked at Elisha with a little sympathy—as an attendant, it was hard to say whether it was luck or Unfortunately, but what can be confirmed is that it is definitely not a good job, and I can only pray for him.

At this time, Marianne suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile on her face: "By the way, do you think the schoolwork is heavy? There are four classes a day, each class is two hours, and it takes eight hours."

Leo rubbed his chin and said: "That's it, when I was in the empire, I was a little more tired than here, and I had to learn how to govern the country, learn swordsmanship, and a lot of miscellaneous things, it was not easy at all. "

Elisha followed up and replied, "I feel the same way. Although I don't have as many learning tasks as Your Highness, being an attendant is not easy."

Patty also said timidly, "I feel really tired, I don't have so many learning tasks at home."

Favna didn't want to speak, but Fatalia was beside her, so she had no choice but to answer truthfully: "No."

Still cherish words like gold.

Finally, Fatalia sighed with her right hand on her hip. Although she still had no expression on her face, she looked at Marianne helplessly and said, "What do you think I'm going to do all day in the Demon King's City? Naturally, there's no need to say much about my homework as a princess. As the sole heir of the Cairns Empire, I have too much to learn, and the empire has just unified the Demon Island, and it is in a state of ruin. It is extremely rare to have a one-hour rest period. Generally, including the time for eating, sleeping and washing, it is only four or five hours of rest, and you have to work overtime frequently. The eight-hour course in school is like a vacation. I haven’t had such a long time. It's been easy."

After hearing this, Marian held Fatalia's hand with tears in her eyes, "Fatalia, how black-hearted is your Demon King City? You oppress people so much? Why don't you jump to the Church of the Holy Light?" Come on, you must look good in nun clothes."

"What are you thinking?"