I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 144 Newspaper Advertisement
As the carriage disappeared into the night, Deva couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Although she was used to parting, she felt a strange emotion this time for some reason.

Is it the boy who calmly chatted and laughed with himself, or the resolute figure with a cold expression who crushed the vampire's head?

Still confused, Deva asked Luna softly, "Pastor, will he really be in big trouble because of what he said tonight?"

"Definitely. In fact, I originally thought he was bewitched or bribed by Dorothy to say those things, but judging from his expression and Dorothy's reaction, that's not the case at all. This kid is quite interesting. His strength and intelligence are far beyond those of his peers. Deva, you're often with him, so you're probably going to be fooled a lot."

"Scammed? DuPont has been pretty good to me." The paladin frowned. "He killed the vampire without me doing much work, and he even generously gave me a lot of money. He didn't even receive any praise. I feel quite guilty."

Seeing the girl's clear eyes, Lü Na swallowed the words she wanted to say to warn her about the girl's affair with Dorothy, and finally let out a soft sigh: "...I hope so. If this matter is accomplished, it will definitely be a good thing for the Northwest. Being able to withstand pressure is also a necessary condition for success. Maybe he really can become a great mage soon."

However, Deva showed no joy upon hearing this, because a question suddenly occurred to her: "If he really becomes a great mage, wouldn't many people like him?"

Hearing this, Lü Na smiled slightly, her mood suddenly improving: "Of course! A great mage is basically a human gold mine. He doesn't even need to make magical items; he can earn countless gold coins just by giving lectures. I'm afraid countless beautiful girls would be willing to be his apprentices. As for whether or not they want to learn magic, that's another matter."

"Even at his age, becoming a level 4 mage is already a genius, one in a thousand. Clever women have probably already laid many traps in the academy to lure him in. After all, if this young and strong fish takes the bait, they can live a comfortable life for the next few decades."

Deva was immediately troubled upon hearing this, as it seemed like there was truly no solution: "How... how could this be? I was the one who met her first!"

"Love doesn't care about who comes first, but about who acts fast. Of course, sometimes forced love isn't sweet either." Luna said, looking at the other person. At this moment, the paladin was not much different from an ordinary person: "I hope this doesn't bother you, young paladin."

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The new week has been relatively uneventful for DuPont.

He studied courses, taught himself old-system spells, copied down scrolls, and when he overused his brain, he practiced swordsmanship and new weapons. His days were quite fulfilling.

By Friday, DuPont had mastered all the first-level spells of the old system, and even his progress on the Shadow Step was nearing completion.

As the month of prosperity arrives, all kinds of flowers and trees in the academy bloom with beautiful colors, and the female apprentices dress in particularly cool and refreshing clothes. Even the male students in the civil engineering department, where DuPont is located, begin to dress up, and some even practice musical instruments, planning to show off their skills in this month's Midsummer Festival.

After all, this is a holiday for young people, usually the best time to find love.

"When the campfire is lit, even the most conservative professor of spells will sneak a couple of sips of fairy mead—after all, under the firelight of Midsummer's Day, magic and madness are separated by only a fine line."

—From the Red-Robed Mage's Notebook

"DuPont, I heard you were quite popular with the upperclassmen in your Third Ring spell class?" Safis chuckled mischievously. "Anyone who likes my type? Introduce me to someone."

"Love isn't something that can be introduced. If you like someone, just go and tell them." DuPont shook his head. "Besides, I'm not that familiar with them. Maybe one of the senior students is having an affair with the professor and now wants to get on our side. That won't do."

"Oh, why bother with that? As long as we have fun, that's all that matters." Safis saw the caveman's appearance at a glance: "Anyway, most school couples break up automatically after graduation. Even if you're stubborn and insist on getting married, she won't check how many girlfriends you've had. Besides, don't we men look more attractive when we have many girlfriends? It's not that no one wants us that's the problem."

A person next to him nodded and said, "That's right, DuPont, didn't you come with us in a band last year? This year you've become popular with those upperclassmen and you're not including us anymore. That's a heinous crime of hogging the fun."

DuPont chuckled upon hearing this. He'd done the same thing on Earth, as a center guitarist, but his band's lack of skill meant they couldn't get gigs or attract many fans, so they quickly gave up: "So what if we formed a band and didn't attract any girls? What's the point of wasting time? We're not elves with tons of time to waste." "We were supposed to have performances by class anyway, so it'd be great if we could attract some girls," Safis said, pulling out a handful of snacks. "Come on, if we don't have any performances, we'll all have to go up and recite poetry, spouting nonsense praising the academy and professors. Then the other classes will look down on us even more."

Hearing this, DuPont felt a chill: "Alright, I'll look for the lyrics. Practice after school next week, and if you guys dress smartly, you can fool the girls. As for the band, just make sure it's passable."

Everyone nodded in agreement, since their goal was also similar to wooing a girl: "Then we'll leave this matter to you, the great talent."

DuPont smiled after hearing this, but didn't take it seriously.

As an Earthling, he could naturally find many pleasant tunes, and as long as the tune was pleasant, the lyrics and the meaning were not too different. However, the Midsummer Festival was a problem.

His classmates clearly viewed this issue superficially. Even a silver medal-winning mentor wouldn't care if his apprentice's performance wasn't good.

The Midsummer Festival's grand test, known as the Mage Competition, is the key.

The Enchanted Fireworks Show and the Illusion Maze are essential competitions for the academy. There are also more brutal mage combat competitions, as well as more relaxed competitions such as the Mage Hand Cooking Competition and finding targets disguised in masks. The purpose is to train apprentices on the effectiveness of their spells or to directly test their magical manipulation skills.

Of course, there are also full celebrations, such as a festival called Midsummer Night's Dream held at night. The instructors will open the academy's barrier to let a group of little fairies into the academy. They will do some annoying pranks, such as scribbling and lifting up pretty girls' skirts, casting sleep spells on male apprentices, and other messy things. If you can catch them with the hand of a mage, you will be rewarded.

In addition, the school provides free meals and drinks throughout the week, as well as a limited supply of desserts and fruits.

Finally, the Dean or Vice Dean will ignite a blue arcane fire made of special materials. Apprentices can throw parchment with their questions written on it into the fire. Once the fire has burned the parchment to ashes, the answer will be given. However, the more difficult the question, the lower the probability of getting the correct answer.

Based on the college's years of testing, the limit for the questions is up to the fifth ring, and the probability of getting the correct answer is less than 10%. If it were more complicated, it would just give a bunch of meaningless characters.

[You have gained 5 Legendary Points, and the recorded event is "The Believer Walking the World"]

The impact you've had continues, and your legendary status may continue to increase in the future.

You currently have 7 Legendary Points. When your Legendary Points reach 10, you will receive feedback from the world.

A believer walking in the world?
Dupont smiled slightly, and soon after, Safis reappeared, holding a newspaper that still smelled of ink: "Good heavens, the Daily Mage's Report says that a young apprentice at the Northwest Academy made a suggestion that was adopted by the council. This shows that the council is open-minded and can adopt correct suggestions regardless of their status. Dupont, who do you think this person is?"

"Huh? No name was mentioned?" DuPont took the newspaper with some curiosity and found that the title page did indeed only record his words in detail.

“It’s not written here. Who is it?” Safis said, turning to the second page. He found that half of the page was printed with a somewhat familiar young and handsome face. Because it was a magical image photo, he was making some simple gestures and standing there passionately, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Safis stared incredulously at the black-and-white photograph in the newspaper, then looked up at DuPont, who seemed completely unconcerned, and said incredulously, "Irene DuPont, a young second-circle mage, and in the cutting-edge field of civil engineering! My God, DuPont, isn't that you?"

“This does look like me.” DuPont clicked his tongue. “But it’s obviously made me look a bit ugly. I don’t know who was so mean.”

After listening, Safis looked at the newspaper and then at DuPont, and it took him a long time to finally utter a single word.

".Awesome."

(End of this chapter)