"He just went in." The orc pointed inside the gate. He looked at Haider, who was sweating profusely, and nervously asked, "Principal Haider, are you looking for him?"
"Nothing important. Where did he go?" Haider asked as he bent over to examine the bicycle.
"He asked around for the location of the magic academy. He should have gone there. He said his daughter is going to school," the old man beside him quickly replied.
"Magic academy?" Haider stood up with a conflicted expression. He hesitated for a moment before pursing his lips. "Forget it. I'll wait for him here. None of those old bastards at the magic academy like me." After that, he continued to examine the bicycle.
"Aren't outsiders not allowed to enter the school?" Dicus asked curiously as he got out of the car.
As the main liaison officer between the city lord's castle and Chaos School, he was very clear about the rules of Chaos School. Principal Novan had brainstormed these rules to ensure the independence and purity of Chaos School. Even if the city lord were to come to Chaos School, he wouldn't be able to bring his Blazing Lion into the school.
However, after being smashed by Principal Novan's ice ball for half a month, it probably wouldn't want to set foot in Chaos School for the rest of its life.
"He has the principal's pass. According to the rules, he can enter Chaos School," the old man guarding the gate said calmly. He was able to maintain his composure in front of Dicus.
"I see." Dicus' eyes lit up. Principal Novan's pass was very special. Even though it was in Principal Novan's name, it was actually the only pass recognized by Chaos School. He had one with him, but that was because he represented the city lord's castle. Principal Novan had met him personally before he received the pass. He had promised that he wouldn't interfere with the school's teaching and wouldn't do anything to harm the students. He had to abide by all the school's rules before he received the pass.
But who was that person just now? How did he get Principal Novan's pass? And that little girl is about the same age as Udier, so she shouldn't be old enough to enter Chaos School. How did he send her to the magic academy? Is he a noble or a genius magic caster? Dicus had a lot of questions in his mind, but he didn't ask.
From his standpoint, he couldn't ask too many questions. However, one thing was for sure: that person was not only interesting, but also mysterious.
"The principal's pass?" Hydle was also a little surprised to hear this, but he didn't ask any questions after taking a glance at Dicus. He continued to walk around the bicycle, and his eyes were almost glued to it. He was getting brighter and brighter as he muttered to himself, "Genius, this is definitely a genius. What kind of ingenious method did he use to make the iron wire so uniform in thickness and perfectly compress the iron sheet into a ring?
"Meow!" Just as they reached the front of the cart, a sharp cat's cry suddenly sounded. Ugly Duckling immediately stood up from the basket and gripped the edge of the basket with its front paws as it bared its fangs at Hydle in a threatening manner.
..... Hydle, who had been staring at the bicycle, was startled. He fell to the ground and looked at the cute kitten that was poking its head out of the basket. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Whose cat is this? Why did you put it here?" he asked. ............
"Principal, are you okay?" The orc and Dicus hurried over to support him. The orc then said, "This is that person's cat."
"I'm fine. Let me do some more research." Haider waved a hand. He pointed at Ugly Duckling, and warned, "Don't be naughty, little one." He then squatted down to study the gear.
…
Meg and Amy walked around the school, and finally found Building No. 3. Unlike the magical buildings with skulls and green lights, this three-story building was no different from the other buildings in Chaos School. There was a drawing of a witch sitting on a broom, and a golden ball flying not far away. It was like a child's doodle. It wasn't very beautiful, but it was full of innocence.
"A witch that can fly! Father, will Amy be able to sit on a broom and fly around like her in the future?" Amy looked at the witch, and her eyes lit up as she asked expectantly.
"You should be able to fly, but you don't have to sit on a broom." Meg smiled. Crassus might know some flying magic, but as a melee magic caster, he had no right to challenge a long-range magic caster if the battlefield was limited to the ground.
Meg held Amy's little hand as they walked into the school building. Classes started at 7: 30, so there was no one there at the moment. However, the light in the school building was very bright, and it didn't feel oppressive at all. Unlike normal school buildings, there were no windows in the classrooms here, and there were only two magic classrooms on each floor.
They climbed up to the third floor. There was only one magic classroom on this floor. The door was wrapped in a layer of black metal, and it was ajar. Light shone through the gap in the door.
Meg went up and knocked on the door.
"You're here. You're very punctual." The heavy door slowly creaked open, and Crassus in a white robe looked at the two standing at the door with a smile.
"It's the first day of class. I don't dare to be late," Meg said with a smile.
"Hello, Master Crassus." Amy looked at Crassus with a serious expression.
"Hmm?" Crassus was taken aback. He looked at Amy with surprise.
"Father said that we have to call him that in school," Amy explained. Amy explained with a happy smile on her face. "Then when we're not in school, can we call him Master Half-beard?"
"Little Amy, you can call me whatever you like." Crassus looked at Amy's bright smile, and his mood also brightened. She was so happy to change the way she addressed him, so of course he had to satisfy her.
Of course, being called Master Crassus by Amy was a different feeling. It felt more formal. Meg's education was better than expected. Amy's eyes then fell on the two things in Meg's hands, and her eyes lit up. "Mr. Mak, did you bring tofu pudding for me too?"
"Yes, but it was a bit bumpy on the road, maybe …" Meg nodded and said hesitantly.
"It's okay. It doesn't matter if it's gone. It's still delicious anyway." Crassus shook his head with a smile and interrupted Meg. He took the thermos and Yangzhou fried rice from him and walked into the classroom. "Mr. Mak, if you're busy, you can go back first. I'll bring little Amy back for lunch at noon."
"Alright, I'll have to trouble you." Meg smiled. He squatted down and looked at Amy. "Amy, listen to Master Crassus and study hard. Father will go home first."
"Yes, yes, I will." Amy nodded seriously. She looked at Meg reluctantly, but when she looked back at the magic classroom with all kinds of strange things, she was more expectant.
"Go." Meg smiled and stroked Amy's hair. He watched her enter the classroom for a while, then closed the door and walked toward the school gate.
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