Black Scepter Chapter 18: Elementary theory, friends

In Tarens School, the role of money is greatly reduced, because students who can enter this college have almost no family poverty, and the composition of people who are rich or expensive also leads to more disputes. The students’ castles are deeper, and their intrigues and tricks are more cunning. Although they are not as good as the old aristocrats who are really turning upside down in the political chess game, they will eventually move in that direction one day.

However, Morpheus is one of them.

Because of arguing with the riding teacher in the riding basic training class, Morpheus simply rode an ordinary warm-blooded horse and achieved a thousand-yard test score that broke the college record, and then also put this course on the curriculum Crossed out—compared to the experience of being thrown down by an old dude named Tang Ji Tuo De, a dark horse that could not be named, and being dropped down 1,373 times in a row, this course is too pediatric.

He has become a legend among freshmen. A desolate noble seems to be low-key but always behaves exceptionally, but no teacher can ever have appropriate reasons to scold. This contradiction makes many students envious and jealous.

Time has passed, ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, Morpheus has gradually adapted to this kind of life that is not stressful-for him, living in an environment where you don’t have to worry about poisoning when you eat, and don’t have to worry about someone stabbing a knife behind you. Is considered a break, but the only problem is that there is still zero communication between him and the so-called "classmates" or "same-aged people."

Not only is he indifferent, but also because no one dares to talk up--even if his performance and the identity marked by the short sword in the waist will attract the attention of some girls who want noble status, no one dares to take the initiative What to say to him.

His short sword is not used to bluff people. The students of the same grade have basically heard about the defeat of the basic swordsman instructor by his sword, and the instructor has two crossed short swords on the chest and the bottom three The badge of the silver horizontal bar, which represents the identity of a high-level swordsman, is enough to serve as a captain or even a major in the imperial army.

The students all knew the fact that although this nobleman was poor, he was ruthless enough.

......

"Hello."

On a sunny afternoon, Morpheus suddenly heard greetings from behind.

The gradually cold weather changed Morpheus into a slightly cumbersome dark-colored robe. Although there is no low-key from the previous one, but it does not see any expensive value. Walking in the main teaching area and "Will Knight He stopped on the middle road of the racecourse and turned to look at this guy who seemed to follow him for a long time.

A white plain robe, thinner than Morpheus, a pair of friendly and warm eyes, slightly messy hair, and a clean smile.

Morpheus recognizes the person in front of him. This is the kid who was besieged on the first day of school. It looks like he is not very young, but there is always a stubborn taste in the eyebrows-this is something in the bone, or Hereditary, or due to childhood experience.

"What's the matter?"

"My name is Creevey, I hope to make a friend with you, okay?"

The sound of Creevey, which is half a head shorter than Morpheus, looks a bit young, but it is generous. His face was white and clean, completely different from the gray-faced face when he was beaten that day, but some of the bruises had not faded.

"Why?"

Morpheus looked at the boy in front of him and replied that the other party was not wearing a weapon and the textbook in his arms was slightly outdated-but the content seemed to be very difficult and unusual, "Marcus Blood History", "A Brief Introduction to Opposing Elements" Wait, the words seem to be related to magic.

In the face of the Morpheus question, the child seems to have no answer, but there is a faint smile there, thinking for a few seconds, and answering: "Just because you are different from them."

"They?" Morpheus raised his head. Many students around him were quietly looking at him. When he saw Morpheus raised his head, the group of people immediately pretended to be casual, which made him raise his eyebrows. "Everyone Individuals are different, I am different from you, this is not a reason."

This sentence seems to have the meaning of refusal, but Creevey still has the same smile and doesn't seem to give up.

"What are friends? I don’t know. I only know that I won’t trust you because you take the initiative to talk to me."

Morpheus shrugged his shoulders and didn't seem to turn his face.

"If you have something you need help, you can find me, if I have a problem, can you ask if you can help, is that all right?"

Creevey is indeed not the same as those of rich children or aristocratic families, but asked Morpheus so softly.

"If you can find me, you can."

Morpheus thought about it for a while, and thought it was not a big deal. There are animals that help each other in the forest. Some Warcraft parasitize each other, but they can still live. Sometimes they can even be strong together. There is no concept of the word, but he turns around and leaves without any delay.

Of course, it looks a bit cold.

Creevey’s smile was very warm, and he turned around in the other direction. His steps were brisk, but he also seemed to be alienated from the people around him—two people who walked on the edge of the group walked in two ways.

......

After the freshman’s acclimatization period, the situation in the college has gradually made Morpheus familiar. The daily life rules are like clocks. The swordsmanship taught by Tang Jidi and the daily must last only recently. There are always a few letters on the table.

These were placed by the school’s maid when she cleaned the room, saving the room owner the trouble of receiving mail. Morpheus looked at the envelopes with some curiosity. After thinking about it, he still put on the leather gloves that the old housekeeper had prepared for fear of freezing in winter and reached out to pick up a letter.

The reason why he did this is because the old fellow Tang Jidi had told the story of a nobleman who died because of the poison on the envelope touching his finger wound. Be careful, he will not forget.

Looking at the contents of the letter, the young man frowned eccentrically-the contents above were sprinkled with two pages of parchment, and he didn't know what to say, but he understood the last few sentences.

This is a rich girl expressing "friendliness".

Of course, "let's have lunch together" and "participate in a party at the weekend" make him puzzled, and he doesn't know her, so why bother?

Tear apart the following letters, the content is the same.

It seems that Creevey, as the first student to speak to Morpheus without being held by the sword, has brought hope to many wealthy girls who want to have a noble identity.

After having enough gold coins, an aristocratic identity is one of the goals that the rich children are pursuing, and at this age, the handsome appearance of the boys often has a greater temptation than the title-Morpheus Inherited the appearance of his father Acar, the correct facial features and deep eyes, which are often the main characteristics of the girl killer. Although he is still young, he has the prototype of a handsome noble, which is the first choice for most girls .

Of course, if he is not so cold.

It’s just that they won’t think that the rule that ordinary people will end their virgin career when they are twelve or thirteen years old does not exist in Morpheus, and this is basically not except for a few bucket waist women in the village of Nair No one knows what the aesthetics of a guy who has seen a woman look like.

Throw the letters into the fireplace~IndoMTL.com~Morpheus walked into the room, sat relaxed on the thick and exquisite mahogany desk, looked over the "Elementary Theory Basics", and wanted to write the so-called Homework, the quill pen in hand did not fall for a while, because these things are really too difficult for him-"magic" includes too many things, a thick book is just a summary of it The included branches are simply introduced. If the entire magic world is an ocean, then this book may be just a drop of sea water.

He reached out and turned the pages of the book. The words "the distribution of element energy levels", "research on the arrangement of particulate elements", "Lunkel polyline theorem" and so on came into view. Morpheus finally put the quill pen Going down, I was curious to turn this large catty head into the middle leaf, but I saw the words "What is the element solidification?", "Faraday transformation rule" and so on.

A whole book seems to be endlessly introducing what the so-called "element" is. There are so-called spells, fireballs, ice arrows and other words often mentioned by students in the ear of Morpheus. Not mentioned.

The knowledge in the jungle and the things taught by the old guys are no longer available. Morpheus leaned back, sighed lightly, and then turned to look out the window.

The window beside the desk can overlook the panoramic garden behind the Tarens School. Of course, if you have good eyesight, you can always see the scene where the male and female students are talking about love and even fighting passionately. For him, this is like watching the estrus in the forest. The beasts of the period *copulate* make no difference-perhaps the only difference is that human creatures seem to be in estrus all year round and tirelessly.

The students who walked together flashed in the eyes of Morpheus, but he remembered the Creevey in white. Can the child help himself?