The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

The brain was attacked by a sneak attack.

"Silly...fool, what do you mean?"

"Before I came here, I checked your grades. You only scored three points in the basic introduction to magic exam last time."

The girl's eyes turned cold, as if she was looking at a piece of garbage:

"This is really a foot on the test paper, and the answers filled out by the footprints are more than a score."

"That... that's just me being playful last semester."

Mu En looked away in embarrassment,

"As long as you work hard in the future, you will be able to catch up slowly."

"I believe you can do it, but I can't wait for you to catch up slowly. I don't have as much time as you think, otherwise I wouldn't take the initiative to find you so impatiently."

The girl glanced at her immature hands, sighed, and said:

"So, I can only give you a month.

In the monthly exam a month later, you must pass the basics of magic test, which is the basis of everything. "

"One month?"

Mu En's expression froze: "The monthly exam for the first grade?"

"The monthly exam for the second grade." The girl was expressionless.

"But how is that possible?"

Mu En's eyes widened: "One month to learn from others and one year, no, it should be said to be one year and one month. No matter how you look at it, it is very difficult."

"That's up to you, I can only say... Come on, boy."

The girl stood up and turned to look aside.

Looking through the layers of walls, she saw another girl who was clearly wrapped into rice dumplings a few days ago, but is now alive and kicking, playing with her childhood sweetheart.

In her line of sight, the flat girl also revealed an extremely unusual aura.

"You are very special, but you are not the only special one. It is impossible for me to pin my lifelong pursuit on you alone, so for me, you are just one of the choices."

The girl turned her head, her eyes returning to their usual indifference.

"In a month's time, use your actual results to give me an answer, Moon Campbell.

This is also my test for you. "

The girl turned around, as if preparing to leave.

"and many more."

But at this moment, Mu En called her to stop:

"Where's your name? You can't let me call you boss all the time."

"Name?"

The white-haired girl, with a melancholy expression, sighed:

"That kind of thing has long been thrown into the long river of time by me.

As for what to call me——

Meladormir.

This is my last name, you can call me Meera... Teacher, um, Teacher Meera.

I'm tired of hearing the word mentor. "

[WEB] 33. Visiting (updated)

After Meera left, the ward became silent again.

But Mu En stared blankly at the place where she disappeared, like a frog seeing a swan flying over the mouth of a well for the first time, her eyes widened.

"Damn—"

After a while, he spit out these two words from his mouth in a daze.

What did the boss say her name was just now?

Meladormir?

which plum?which pull?Which is more?Which rice?Which one?

Could it be that on the title page of the introduction to magic basics textbook, the one-third of the theory in the entire book that took a huge amount of space to introduce is related to her, the origin-level great magister thousands of years ago-Meladomir?

Duplicate name?

coincidence?

No no no.

Such a top boss, how can there be a name?

That is to say...

"This is terrible, big brother...not an ordinary big brother."

Mu En couldn't help feeling a little dry.

Although according to inferences, it was indeed Teacher Meera who forced the evil god back, but Mu En didn't see it with her own eyes after all, so she couldn't really experience the awesomeness of the boss.

I thought she was an awesome crown wearer, relying on the academy's great secrets to...

But looking at it now, she might still be too young, relying on the Da Miyi, the Da Miyi itself was probably made by her!

Origin level 1000 years ago!

What concept?

You must know that people in this world are not like those in some novels about cultivating immortals, who can live for thousands of years casually.

It is extremely difficult for people in this world to break through the theoretical lifespan limit of 120 years old before breaking through the coronation level, becoming a crown wearer, and sublimation of the life level occurs.

But even if one becomes a crown wearer, the lifespan is about two to three hundred years old. As far as Mu En knows, the longest-lived person in the original book is the Pope of the Church of Life.

But with the protection of the goddess of life, he is only over 400 years old.

Not even half of a thousand!

And the origin level of 1000 years ago does not mean that she only lived for 1000 years, but that she is the origin level of 1000 years!

True age...unknown.

Because on the title page of the textbook, there is no introduction to her life before she became a great magister.

"This kind of boss asked me to become her disciple, and I was still hesitating just now?"

Mu En wished she could travel back to ten minutes ago and immediately hugged Teacher Mei La's thigh.

With such a thick leg, as long as he hugged him, unless the evil god came in person, what else could threaten Mu En's life?

You Cupid's crown wearer is nothing compared to this white and tender thigh in my arms?

So what if your protagonist has too many hacks, so what if there is a young lady hidden in the ring?Can it add up to the ankle of this thigh?

As a disciple of Teacher Mei La, as long as you don't take the initiative to die, don't you just do whatever you want?

——But it’s just a thought.

Because Mu En quickly calmed down, and then... a trace of fear appeared involuntarily.

Is it really the right choice for me, a yellow-haired villain who doesn't even have the halo of the protagonist, to step on the road that even Meladomir is not sure about?

"But... until now, I have no choice but to continue walking."

Mu En patted her face and lifted her spirits.

Heishu's prophetic dream is like a knife that keeps approaching his throat, and he doesn't know when it will come true and harvest his life.

So, he has to struggle.

Before the malice of fate strikes again, hold on to everything that can be held around you, and struggle desperately!

Even if he is struggling in that direction, it may be the real hell.

……

……

"But... who will save me..."

It had only been 2 minutes since she pulled herself together, Mu En couldn't help rolling around wrapped in a quilt, and once again wailed like a dying fish.

Because, no matter how you think about it.

The request made by Teacher Meera was too harsh.

One month later, he passed the basic introduction to magic exam!

One month, learn the content of others for one year and one month!

This is not the level that college students can understand by looking back at elementary school textbooks and just looking at them casually.

In terms of magic, he is now a schoolboy.

And it's only the first grade at most, and Mr. Meera, if he wants to take the second grade exam in a month, he must pass the exam!

It is simply difficult for the strong.

But Mu En also knew that Teacher Meera's request was extremely reasonable.

For esoteric magic, a fool who got a three-point score in the Introduction to Magic Basics test is indeed not even qualified to get started.

"But it's still very difficult. Is there a way to acquire knowledge without studying!" Mu En twisted in a strange posture, praying for an almighty Doraemon to descend from the sky.

"The evil god's pollution, has it really affected your brain, Moon Campbell?"

The cold voice suddenly echoed in the small ward.

"Forehead."

Mu En's wailing stopped immediately, as if the still button had been pressed.

He slowly poked his head out from under the quilt, revealing that reddish face, looked at the silver figure, smiled awkwardly and said:

"Sai... Celesia, why are you here?"

"Can't you?"

Celesia was still wearing the red uniform of the student union, reflecting her snow-white skin a little rosy.

She put the fruit she brought in her hand on the cabinet next to Mu En's bed, raised her hand to lift a strand of silver-white hair, and glanced at Mu En from the corner of her eye:

"Or, what do you want to see more now is the doctor?"

"No, no, no problem with my brain, absolutely no problem."

Mu En shook her head vigorously, then straightened up from the bed and sat down.

He raised his hand and tidied up the messy hospital gown, like a hard-working worker who met a domineering president.

"Is there anything wrong with the student union? It should be quite busy during this time."

"Fortunately, although this incident has a far-reaching impact, after all, no students really died in the turmoil, so what the student union can do is to deal with some follow-up chores. During this time, the professor and the dean are really struggling. "

Celesia sat on the chair that the two beauties had already sat on.

"Eat an apple?"

Even though she was asking like this, Celesia was already holding an apple and a fruit knife in her hand.

So Mu En could only weakly add the word "yes".

"How does your body feel?"

"It's perfectly fine."

"When are you going back to class?"

"The doctor said I can leave the hospital tomorrow."