In Jerome's garden villa in the Douglas Magic School.
"Hehe, your name is Lucien Evans, too?" A handsome young man with messy black hair said with a smile. He was casually wearing a black vest over his white shirt. He wasn't wearing a suit or a suit. "K always said that his name was very common, but I didn't believe it. I didn't expect to meet him in the same school. Well, I admit that names like Tom and Jack are very common. There are five pairs of people with the same name in our school! "
He was Rock, a second-circle sorcerer who was introduced by Lazar. He was good at elemental magic and mathematics. It was said that he was very active and liked to joke around.
Before Lucien answered, Rock continued, "I'll definitely introduce you to K. It's great to have the same name! Lucien, don't worry. K is a nice guy. Although he's a bit quiet and introverted, he's hardworking and talented, and he's always willing to help others. He'll try his best to answer your questions, unlike some guys in the school of electromagnetism who are so arrogant! "
"Since Mr. Brook proved that light is a special kind of electromagnetic wave in the last issue of Arcana, they've been claiming that spiritual power is also a kind of wave, and they've been laughing at us who insist on the particle theory of spiritual power. They don't know that there are several magic experiments that can't be explained by waves, and Mr. President hasn't given any response yet!"
Lucien glanced at Lazar, amused. He thought that Lazar was a talkative guy, but he was not as talkative as Rock. However, from Rock's words, Lucien had also grasped the latest research trend of the Congress of Magic. Therefore, he had been listening to him politely with a smile.
Lazar said helplessly, "Rock is always like this. Alas, ever since the last issue of the arcana journal was published, sorcerers like them, who had been living in Allyn for a long time and believed in the particle theory of spiritual power, had been under tremendous pressure. Although Lucien and Lucien had been traveling everywhere, sorcerers like them who had been living in Allyn for a long time had been under tremendous pressure. Well, although I like the idea that spiritual power is a particle, and I'm very sad that light is an electromagnetic wave, it's a devastating blow to the Church. Their theory that 'light is created by God' has been completely destroyed. When I think of this, I feel very happy and proud. "
Jerome, who was better at astrology, and his beautiful wife, Vera, did not interrupt. They listened to Rock and Lazar's complaints with a smile.
The elemental sorcerers who studied elements and established the concept of atoms seemed to be the natural supporters of the Particle Theory of Spiritual Power. If it weren't for the pressure from the Church, it seemed that Rock really wanted to fight those sorcerers of the school of Electromagnetism.
By the time they finished their discussion, Lucien and Jerome were already sitting on the sofa, leisurely drinking the Count black tea that Vera made.
The brown-haired, ordinary-looking, slightly plump Jerome didn't speak much, but his entire body naturally exuded a happy and vigorous aura. His wife, Vera, was a beautiful red-haired girl, about 23 or 24 years old, quiet and elegant.
"Mr. Evans, please enjoy your tea. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for you." Vera left politely.
Rock sighed, "Jerome, why can you find such a good girl like Vera, but the girls around me don't know how to be good wives?"
"Hehe." Jerome smiled proudly and a bit shyly, but he did not answer.
Lazar did not want to talk about such a "sad" topic, so he changed the topic to Rock, "Rock, how's the magic research project that you're going to apply for?"
"What project?" Lucien asked cooperatively.
Mr. Rock replied in frustration, "Don't mention it. I've been rejected, and the reason was' please don't joke with me, sir '."
Then he said excitedly, "Lucien, this is a great project. As a scholar of the Tower, I always believe that everything can be expressed in numbers, such as the power of magic, the degree of defense, and the degree of weakening. What we lack now is the problem of standardization. We need to measure the data of different sorcerers' spells and organize them into different tables. In the future, if there are disputes between sorcerers and sorcerers who want to fight, we can compare the data of their spells … "
"Please don't joke with me, sir …" This was Lucien's first reaction. Of course, it was good to try to make a numerical description, but even with the help of a super computer, it was still very difficult to simulate the real release of magic. After all, any change in a sorcerer's physical and mental state would affect the power of his own magic, not to mention that some spells' power was random within a certain range.
Lucien certainly would not show such a reaction impolitely. Instead, he said perfunctorily, "What if one of the sorcerers' spells is strong, and the other's spells are weak?"
"Yes." Rock took a stack of paper from the table next to him and began to write, "My total spiritual power is 105, and Lazar's is 96 …"
A series of numbers came out, which made Lazar quite dissatisfied, "Why is mine so low?" Then the two of them began to quarrel.
Jerome smiled at Lucien helplessly, "They're just like this. They like to play."
"That's why they're good friends." Lucien remembered the words that Lazar used to "belittle" Rock, and now it seemed that it was quite appropriate to use them on him.
Then, Lucien and Jerome ignored Lazar and Rock and started to talk about Astrology and Elements. One of them was very knowledgeable, and the other was very practical. They had a very pleasant conversation, and it seemed that they wished they had known each other earlier.
"Hehe, gentlemen, please enjoy your dinner." Vera walked in, followed by a maid who was pushing a dining cart.
Lucien and Jerome put down the white cups of black tea and turned around, only to see that Lazar and Rock were very engrossed in playing cards.
"I'll use 'Magic Missile', power 5." Rock threw out a piece of paper.
Lazar's expression became serious as he pulled out another one from his hand, "Yang Yan Protection, Defence 7."
…
"Gentlemen, what are you doing?" Jerome woke them up curiously.
Rock frowned and thought for a while, "I admit that this is a failed magic research project." Then he smiled brightly, "But it's a very fun card game! Well, I need to prepare a sieve. "
Lucien was speechless. Rock's mind was really weird.
"Ah, I smell the steak and grilled fish. Vera, you're such a nice girl." Rock started another topic at an unimaginable speed. "Why do you like Jerome?"
Vera smiled, "I think Jerome is very charming when he's focused."
"I'm so jealous of him. Why can't I see him like that? " Rock and Lazar both patted their cheeks, and Lucien was also a bit envious of the couple's love.
After dinner, Lucien and Rock saw Lazar off and strolled back to the villa where Lazar and Rock lived, walking among the strange-looking plants in the magic garden.
In the magic school, except for married teachers like Jerome, only level two arcanists were qualified to live in a garden house by themselves. Therefore, before Lazar left, Rock had made a deal with that sorcerer and asked him to live with Lucien.
Originally, Lucien planned to go to the lab tonight to make a potion called Hard Stone, which could help him to reach level two. However, he was a bit tired after a busy day, and he felt that he was not in the right condition to make the potion. Therefore, he planned to go to the lab the next afternoon after the class.
…
The next day, in the class of Thorn Tree.
"Today, the teacher of Ancient Magic Language is Mr. Evans!" Heidi looked at Layria and Annick mysteriously.
Annick was confused, "Mr. K? He's a level two arcanist and a second circle sorcerer. Shouldn't he only teach senior-rank apprentices? "
"I don't know. I just heard it from our monitor, Grant." Heidi shook her head.
At this moment, the other apprentices in Thorn Tree's class were also discussing with each other. Even Sprint, who was always lying on the table lazily and did not like to talk to other apprentices, also sat up. The name reminded him of the past.
The bell rang, and the apprentices suddenly quieted down. Following the school rules, they stopped talking. Sprint and Katrina, on the other hand, became serious. After the strike, they both understood the importance of hard work. They had been listening to every class attentively.
After a while, Heidi and Layria's eyes suddenly opened wide. They saw Lucien, who was wearing a black double-breasted suit and a soft hat of the same color, walking in.
"It's … It's really Mr. Evans!" They blurted out, ignoring the school rules. Their faces were full of surprise, which made the other apprentices look at them curiously.
Annick grinned and scratched his blond hair hard. He could not believe that it was real.
Sprint and Katrina did not know how to describe their feelings at this moment. They were a bit happy, a bit depressed, and a bit expectant.
Lucien took off his soft hat and put it on the desk. He nodded to Annick and Layria first, and then he turned to the apprentices and smiled gently, "I'm Lucien Evans. You can also call me Mr. X, and I'll be teaching you 'Ancient Magic Language' from now on.
"In my class, you can sleep, do magic analysis, or do nothing. You can also choose not to do the exercises I give you. The only requirement is that you can't disturb the apprentices who are studying seriously. But at the same time, you have to pay the price for your choice. If you don't pass the test at the end of the class, I'll give you the worst evaluation and ask you to take the course again. Those who think they're talented and capable can try. As for those who listen and do the exercises seriously, I'll include their scores in the test. "
The apprentices listened to Lucien's speech as if they were listening to a legendary story. They had never seen such a magic teacher in this strict and old-fashioned magic school. He even allowed them to sleep in his class without listening to the lecture!
However, the result was too severe. Some of the apprentices who thought they were geniuses did not dare to try it.
Then, they saw that Lucien took out a stack of white papers from nowhere and said with a friendly smile, "Alright, today is the first class. I need to figure out your level. Next, we'll have a test exercise."
"Ah!" Hearing the test exercise, Annick, Layria, and Heidi immediately became gloomy. They remembered the unpleasant memories. Mr. Evans never changed. His smile was like a devil's!
The other apprentices were completely confused by their painful cries. Instead, they felt that this Mr. X was both gentle and cool! (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for me at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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