This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Thor felt somewhat uneasy standing in front of the Dark Arts Academy.

However, under the princess's orders, he had no choice but to report on time.

He had already prepared a fabricated story.

Don't ask.

Asking questions is part of the plan.

Asking this question is like playing a grand strategy.

He looked up at the ancient and magnificent building.

Within the massive high walls, the land was barren and overgrown with weeds. Surrounded by wasteland, three obsidian spires stood side by side. The dark stone walls were pitted and uneven, the holes looking as if they had been hit by magical cannonballs. The gray, opaque glass windows on the walls added a touch of mystery.

Without much thought, Thor walked towards the main tower in the middle of the three spires, arrived at the tightly closed wooden door, and knocked on the unguarded gate of the academy.

After several knocks on the door.

The wooden door didn't open; instead, a strange creature with rabbit ears floated in from the second-floor window.

The creature looked to be only the size of a ball, floating in the air. It had fluffy white fur, a small head with rabbit ears, and long limbs and a slender torso.

Thor's first thought was that the ball had grown fur.

My second thought was that I was hallucinating as Cupid.

"What the hell?"

Thor attempts to communicate with the rabbit-eared creature.

The rabbit-eared creature stared at Thor and spoke in a little girl's voice.

"I am Lord Obi, the gatekeeper! What brings you here?"

Thor didn't waste any words and took out the jade pendant from his pocket.

"I need to speak with Professor Isaac. We agreed to meet at nine o'clock."

Obi floated down and stared at the jade pendant in Thor's hand for a while.

Then it flew around Thor and even sniffed his scent.

Thor: ?

What's wrong with this guy?

After a long pause, Obi muttered to himself:

"Why did Your Majesty invite someone like this?"

Its little head shook, looking somewhat disappointed, before it flew back to the second floor to relay the message.

Then, driven by magic, the wooden door in front of Thor opened automatically.

Behind the heavy wooden door was a spacious, cold hall, with dark black marble forming the walls and floors, giving it a gloomy feel.

The spiral staircase next to the lobby leads to the second floor and also connects to other corridors.

Judging from Cupid's reaction just now, this so-called Professor Isaac should be on the second floor.

He stepped onto the spiral staircase and strolled towards the second floor.

The second floor has a similar structure to the first floor, with a large hall next to two corridors, and various rooms on both sides of the corridors.

Upon reaching the second floor, Obi hovered in the corridor and flew towards him.

"Thor, right? Professor Isaac is busy right now. Why don't you sit here and wait a while?"

Thor found a chair in the hall and sat down, waiting comfortably.

After conveying his message, Obi returned to the room.

Thor watched Obi fly away, still feeling a bit curious.

He had never seen or heard of this creature before.

I don't know what use this thing is besides guarding the door.

Just then, a wooden door on the other side of the corridor creaked open.

A woman dressed in a black magic robe heard the commotion in the corridor and came out.

The woman was tall with long, silky chestnut hair that reached her shoulders. She wore a black, long-sleeved magic robe and had a hint of arrogance on her face.

She saw Thor sitting in the corridor, walked over, and asked:

"Do you need to see Mr. Isaac about something?"

She looked Thor up and down and realized that he didn't look like a dark sorcerer, but rather like a young master on vacation.

"Yes, I need to speak with Isaac," Thor said.

He was too embarrassed to say that he was there to be Isaac's teacher.

It is clear that the woman is Isaac's apprentice.

According to the generational hierarchy forcibly assigned by Enor, Thor is the other party's grandmaster.

This super-seniority-adding behavior was a bit too much for even the thick-skinned him to handle.

He thought for a moment and then sent a scan to the other party.

[You are not authorized to view this information because the other party has set their privacy settings.]

"System, are you sick in the head?" Thor cursed inwardly.

"You are a superior system, tell me how she sets up personal privacy settings?"

[The opponent used dark magic to conceal their presence; this system has no authority to view it.]

The system gave the following response.

This doesn't sound like a joke.

Forget it.

If you don't want to watch it, then don't.

The girl looked Thor over with great interest and teased him:

My name is Alice.

"If you become Professor Isaac's student, I will be your senior in the future."

She paused, then looked up at Thor.

"I can sense it; your talent is very poor."

"However, Professor Isaac is very knowledgeable, so you should study hard under his guidance."

The brief self-introductions are over.

After saying these words, she turned and left.

Back in the room, we continued the experiment.

Thor sighed inwardly.

This Alice seems rather arrogant.

As expected, since black magic is a type of magic that only a very few people in the kingdom can practice, these people all have somewhat eccentric personalities.

This is already the case for an ordinary student.

Isaac, as a teacher, will definitely be more difficult to deal with.

With that thought in mind, Obi flew out.

"Go in, Thor."

"Mr. Isaac has tidied up the room."

Tidy up the room?

Thor sensed something was off about what was being said.

If you were just doing an experiment, it's okay if the room is a little messy, right?

Without thinking much, he followed Obi down the corridor and stopped in front of a door.

Thor knocked on the door.

Soon, an old male voice came from inside the room.

"Please come in!"

Thor pushed open the door and entered.

What comes into view is not a mysterious laboratory, but a bright and beautiful reception room.

On the neat square table, there is a ceramic cup on each side, filled with light green tea.

At the table stood an elderly man with white hair.

The old man had graying temples, a thick white beard, and a wrinkled, aged face with a hint of weariness in his eyes.

He was also dressed in a black wizard's robe, covering his hands and feet, and on his feet were leather shoes worn until they shone.

Unlike the principal of Hope Peak whom I had met before, this old man looked genuinely aged.

Thor was about to greet the old man.

As a result, the old man asked the question first:

"Sir, would you prefer a seat by the window or by the door?"

This one sentence made Thor lean back in awe, filled with respect.

lead?

Is this old man talking about a leader?

Thor extended his hand, indicating that the elderly should go first.

"It's alright, Professor Isaac, I'm young, I can sit anywhere."

Professor Isaac, as if facing a formidable enemy, dragged his hunched body toward the table.

Thor didn't understand what was going to happen.

Then he found out.

Professor Isaac switched the two cups of tea that were near the window and the door, so that they were both against the wall.

"Boss, is this alright?"

"Perhaps this would improve the feng shui."

Thor instinctively suspected that the other person had something wrong with their head.

They even wondered if they had stumbled into a research center for abnormal humans.

Thor sighed.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Let's sit down like this.

Thor walked to the chair, and just as he was about to sit down, Isaac became agitated again.

"etc."

Thor straightened up after bending over.

"What's wrong, Professor Isaac?"

Isaac quickly went to Thor's chair, covered his palm with his sleeve, and then wiped it on the chair.

"The two chairs against the wall haven't been dusted off yet."

He used his sleeve to wipe the dust off the chair.

"Okay, now it's all right."

Thor genuinely thought the old man was crazy.

He suppressed the urge to sigh and sat down in the chair.

After Thor sat down, the polite Isaac followed suit.

There's no way around it; the order in which people sit down is important.

After they were both settled, Isaac finally spoke:

"Boss, let's begin our discussion of black magic."