Chapter 337: The Prophet’s Own View II (Part 1)

After a few days.

The Prophet walked among the Rursk Higher Academy of Magic with a few books in her arms, followed by her four apprentices.

She had just finished the 'programming' course taught by His Royal Highness Qiao Xiu, and it was rare that she had free time in the afternoon to study other subjects.

After coming to Nolan, the Prophet used far higher efficiency than a sponge to absorb all human knowledge in the field of magic power.

Whether it is in inscriptions, or in alchemy and magic mechanics, the Prophet regards it as the main course to learn.

Compared with the Prophet's diligence, her four apprentices seemed a lot more sloppy.

"Sure enough, Miss Luvita won the final championship..."

"After all, the nun named Leah didn't perform very well in the last scene."

The Prophet's apprentices were discussing the topic of "The Singer of the World". Hearing this, the Prophet stopped and looked at a building called the Alchemy Hall. The lecture hall with thousands of people was full of students.

But those students did not come to listen to a certain instructor, but to install a magical machine called 'TV' in the lecture hall.

"It's full! Lysa blames your Potions class for taking so long."

"Who knew that professor would never stop talking! This time I sneaked out."

The four disciples under the Prophet stopped in front of the lecture hall of the alchemy hall, and looked at the scenery through the window. Among them, a half-blood girl named Lysa spoke and secretly glanced at the side holding a book the prophet.

"Don't get too addicted to this magical machine made by His Highness Joshua."

The Prophet stood aside and stared at the four disciples under his command. Originally, the Prophet watched TV and the magic net were all products created by His Royal Highness Qiao Xiu.

Therefore, as a subordinate, she has no reason to prohibit her disciples from watching TV programs, or restrict the use of magic nets.

But today the prophet has run out of patience.

The difficult environment in the Demon Realm cultivated her disciple's hard-working character, but this hard-working spirit has already been corroded by Nolan's comfortable living environment when it came to Nolan!

"Teacher, isn't our class for today over?" Lysa began to plead with the Prophet.

"The end of the course does not mean the end of the study. You are still preparing to study in the alchemy workshop tomorrow, and more importantly..." The prophet glanced at the lecture hall in the alchemy hall.

I don't know how many students sitting there have sneaked out like her student Lysa.

This aspect represents the popularity of the magical machine 'TV' among Nolan's young spellcasters.

"Don't run away from the lectures of the academy tutor just to watch Nolan's voice like those humans," said the Prophet.

"Teacher, don't worry, I escaped after confirming that the courses taught by those human mentors have nothing to do with us."

"I'm not worried about your efficiency in acquiring knowledge."

The prophet turned his head and stood here looking at the most magnificent building of the Rursk Higher Academy of Magic, which is the central observation tower.

The top floor of the observation tower is also where the dean's office of this high magic academy is located.

"It's that what you're doing is going to piss off some troublesome beings."

"Trouble... you mean the Nolan sages?"

The half-blood girl Lysa immediately understood what the prophet was worried about.

"Lysa is right. Listen carefully. This city is not the territory of our ethnic group. Although we are under the protection of the 'public opinion' established by His Highness Joshua, the real owner of this city is Nuo The sages of Lan, once the sages think that everything His Highness Qiao Xiu has created is 'harmful', then we have to say goodbye to this knowledge completely."

As the prophet spoke, he slightly raised the few books in his arms. Just by looking at the names of these books, her apprentices were confused.

Although the Prophet is a freshman at the High School of Magic, the courses she studies are comparable to those of the sages.

"Mentor, I heard that the man in yellow, one of the Seven Sages, came to the academy again a few days ago. It seems that because of him, the TV in the magic arena was removed."

"I think His Highness Joshua should have noticed it."

Lysa's view was more optimistic, but the prophet didn't think so.

"I need to confirm with His Highness Joshua."

The Prophet was still uneasy, so she opened the interface of the magic net, and sent a message to Qiao Xiu through a text message. The content of the message was, "I hope to meet Qiao Xiu in a secret place." '

Qiao Xiu quickly replied to the prophet, and the agreed place was at Qiao Xiu's residence, which was the Hearthstone Tavern.

Not long after she received Joshua's message, a spell caster with a large number of scrolls passed them by.

The Prophet's apprentices were still chatting about some useless daily routines, but the Prophet's eyes were keenly attracted by the scroll held by the spellcaster.

"Teacher, where are you going?"

Lysa noticed that her mentor suddenly followed a strange spellcaster. The prophet didn't answer his apprentice, but followed the spellcaster silently.

The caster came all the way to the fountain square in the center of the college. There was a notice board on the edge of the square, on which a bunch of notices or inquiries for enlightenment were posted. As time went by, all those papers became waste paper.

Driven by magic, the scroll held by the spellcaster floated in mid-air, and the scroll was spread out and pasted on the bulletin board.

The scroll was large enough to be compared to a detailed Nolan map, but there were no drawings on it, just a headache-inducing amount of text.

"New...school rules?"

The apprentices who followed the Prophet saw the title at the top of the scroll, and suddenly understood the reason why the Prophet followed.

"The sages have already begun to take practical actions."

The Prophet quickly glanced at the content described in the school regulations, and roughly understood the new rules of Rursk Higher Academy of Magic.

In addition to some changes in regulations, the most notable one is the introduction of the credit system, and this academy is planning to introduce courses other than magic?

How can this be!

"Mentor! You see...students can independently form an organization called 'Association'! If the results of the association are outstanding, they will be rewarded by the academy."

The half-blood girl Lysa had a completely different focus from the Prophet.

"In the future, there will not only be courses related to magic, but students can also choose to study courses such as opera, economics, and acting. Well... I just don't know if I can establish an opera association."

"Lysa, even if I really intend to establish an association, I will not establish the opera association you mentioned." The prophet interrupted his student's fantasy.

"Then... Teacher, what kind of organization do you plan to build?"

After entering this academy, Lysa vaguely felt that there were other demons in this academy by virtue of her own ability.

Although she hasn't had contact with those demons for the time being, it seems like a good idea to establish an organization to accept those of the same kind.

Since the opera department that Lysa most wanted to build couldn't be realized due to the majesty of her mentor, she could only follow his mentor's suggestion.

Listening to his apprentice's slightly expectant inquiry, the Prophet pushed the wooden-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said softly.

"Agricultural Association, the short name is the Ministry of Agriculture."