The Whispering Verses Chapter 19: Female writers and tuition fees

[You have come into contact with ‘Whispers’. 】

Just one glance at the exquisite snuff bottle attracted Shade deeply.

Xia De has seen more exquisite things in his own world, but at this moment, he feels that he must possess this one. Fortunately, the woman's voice brought his thoughts back to the normal track, and Dr. Schneider only smiled in response to Shade's gaffe:

"Even the poet-level [relics] will have an impact on ordinary people, so the church and the academy will try their best to contain and control the [relics], but you really recovered very quickly..." After I open it, you will fall into a dream. The dream will last 7 minutes and 23 seconds. In the dream, you will understand the past and present of the college, which will help you believe what I say."

"Is it such a precise time?"

Xia De asked, and then under the guidance of the doctor, he leaned slightly on the back of the sofa, making a posture that was conducive to a nap.

"Almost every ring wizard who joins St. Byrons's correspondence course must use this [relic] to confirm the information he has received. It has been used countless times and has never made a mistake."

The doctor smiled.

This "never" sentence pattern made Shade a little worried. But he didn't say what he felt in his heart, and signaled the doctor to start.

"Okay, please prepare-"

The doctor stood up, covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel to prevent himself from falling asleep, and at the same time made a retreating posture:

"Start."

The lid of the pot was lifted, colorful smoke came out, and Shade immediately lost consciousness.

Shad had a dream. In the dream, his soul left his body and ascended to a distant altitude, looking at the bustling steam city in the gray fog and the steam factory spewing thick smoke in the distance... ....

Then he flew towards the north, over the city, over the mountains, over the grasslands, and over the forests. Finally, we saw the snow-capped peaks, and behind the highest peak, we saw the large ice cap in the far north.

Maybe it was just a moment, maybe a few hours or even a few days, the sky in the far north darkened. In that dark night, under the colorful aurora, a huge building complex appeared behind the shining glacial mountains.

This was a strange dream that he had never had before. After waking up, Shade only remembered walking in the huge academy, walking in the ancient castle, and looking up at the stars from the top of the spire. Walking through the lecture halls with seats, looking for herbal formulas in the basement, checking the list of [relics] in the library...

Mysterious, ancient, profound, and secretive, it is St. Byrons Comprehensive College, but it is also a gathering place for mystics. Behind the glaciers of the far north, it has stood from the distant past to the present.

When I opened my eyes, my vision was still a little blurry, and the doctor's appearance became clear on the sofa opposite. He was hurriedly closing the lid of the snuff bottle and putting this poet-level [relic] back into the box.

"How about it, now you know that the academy really exists?"

After putting away the snuff bottle, the doctor smiled and asked Xiang Shade. Shade sighed melancholy, actually missing that strange dream.

"It is indeed true, what the doctor said is indeed true."

Even if it was just a dream, this special dream was enough for Shade to make a correct judgment.

"The only side effect of this poet-level [relic] is that it is slightly addictive."

Dr. Schneider’s voice was very soft and gentle, with a strange power in it, as if he wanted to use this to completely pull Shade back from the world of dreams:

"Forget that dream, Shad Hamilton. But sooner or later, you will join us as a ring warlock, riding a steam locomotive to the far north city, hiking across the ice caps under the aurora, and riding in the snowstorm Spend long nights cuddling together, helping to climb the highest glacier, and then, enter there, St. Byrons Comprehensive Academy, the ring wizards... My dream is to advance to the tenth ring in the academy. After that, get tenure at St. Byron's, and if you like it there, join."

That dream that was both real and illusory took Shade some time to recover. When the doctor formally asked his opinion again, this time, Shade nodded without any hesitation:

"Yes, I hope to join the academy and become a correspondence course magician."

Dr. Schneider had a heartfelt smile on his face:

"Congratulations, Shade, please allow me to call you this. You are about to become the fifth ring warlock in our group. Please wait, Miss Dorothy Louisa was here just now, and she will be with me. , I will host the entrance ceremony for you, and I can introduce you to her, and let her know that I am not always so unlucky. The entrance ceremony requires at least two people in the group to be present to prevent the newly admitted ring warlocks from being deceived."

Even though the doctor had been very enthusiastic since his visit to No. 6 Saint Teresa Square this morning, his enthusiasm continued to grow now:

"Oh, Louisa is a fourth-year correspondence four-ring warlock, and her job is as a novelist. I know you have just 'awakened' from your blindness and stupidity, and you probably haven't read her works, but she is quite famous. Famous, his two short stories "Snail's Dream" and "A Midsummer Night's Wish" won the Kingdom's Literary Award three years ago, and were even summoned by His Majesty the King together with 35 other winners.

"Actually, you don't need to mention the total number of winners that year."

The door was pushed open, and the blond lady I saw just now was standing outside. She is still dressed like that, but she looks a little angry:

"Doctor, is it necessary to tell all the unimportant information every time you introduce your friends to others?"

It seems that the atmosphere in the four-person correspondence group of ring magicians that the doctor belongs to is very good. At least everyone is friends, and Shade is very happy about this. But Shade also guessed that maybe the blonde writer lady had been listening to the conversation outside the door just now.

"It is impossible for everyone to be unsuspecting."

He thought silently and prepared to stand up to say hello.

The doctor avoided answering the blonde girl's question, smiled and motioned for Miss Louisa to sit down:

"Detective Hamilton has agreed to my invitation, and now our team finally has five ring warlocks."

"Doctor, are you really not using the strange relic of overdraft luck?"

She was suspicious, but still walked in and extended her hand to Shade:

"Dorothy Louisa, novelist and part-time journalist."

Miss Louisa looked very capable in her work, so Shade stood up and gave her a gentle shake:

"Shad Hamilton, he's kind of a detective."

"This career is quite good."

While talking, the two sat down again. The doctor coughed and signaled that he had something to say:

"Xia De, please allow me to call you this. The last thing before formal enrollment, I need to talk to you about tuition fees."

Xia De was stunned, and the joy in his heart was once again driven away by the sad reality. He blinked:

"Yes...tuition."

He realized that when the doctor introduced the church and the college, he did not mention the important shortcomings of the college. After all, the Orthodox Church would definitely not ask for money to recruit members.

"School fees are charged according to grade, please wait..."

Dr. Schneider took out a document from the bookshelf behind his desk. The blonde girl did not speak, but looked at the two of them with interest.

"This is the charging standard. Because we are correspondence courses and will not talk directly to the college, the college has produced these documents to prevent group leaders from charging arbitrary fees...I heard that this kind of thing was very common hundreds of years ago. Common."