This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Inside the room, Thor was on high alert.

Across from him, Professor Isaac listened attentively.

"Sir, where would you like to begin?"

"I look forward to receiving your guidance."

Thor felt a little embarrassed by the other party's respect.

His original idea was to just do a quick and easy job.

Anyway, since I'm a VIP invited by the princess, the other party won't do anything to me.

But Professor Isaac's expectations are a bit too high.

Thor, a complete novice in dark magic, really didn't know where to begin.

Seeing that Thor had not spoken for a long time.

Professor Isaac raised a glance at his aged face, as if he had noticed something unusual.

Thor also became wary.

Did the other party discover that he's a slacker?

Thinking like that.

Professor Isaac suddenly gave a wry smile and said absentmindedly:

"I have long heard from His Majesty that you hold a high position, possess profound knowledge, and have an eccentric personality."

"As expected, it's too difficult to get you to teach a mediocre person like me."

Thor only found out at that time.

I never knew I was like this.

He thought for a moment, then improvised:

How about this?

"Professor Isaac, please tell us your understanding of black magic."

"Then, we'll talk again."

Professor Isaac suddenly realized.

Yes.

The apprentice who has become an apprentice must demonstrate his understanding of the teachings.

Then, he cleared his throat and began a long speech.

"My understanding of black magic is essentially about the use of Black Mole."

Thor blinked.

Wait, what is Black Moore?

Don't ordinary magic use the power of spirits?

Before he could figure it out, the other person continued talking non-stop.

"Ordinary magic uses the power of the spirit."

"However, Black Moor is the essence of Black Magic, which distinguishes it from ordinary magic."

"After being purified by Carrel, the energy of the black mole produces the Murray ounce reaction."

"The new Black Mohr properties obtained through the catalysis of Corleone elements..."

Thor stopped listening after that.

There are too many nonsensical terms.

I don't understand at all.

Professor Isaac spoke for five minutes straight.

Finally, he deflated the situation with a proud remark.

"All of the above are conclusions I have drawn myself."

After he finished speaking, he raised the water glass in front of him and drank the tea in one gulp.

Thor nodded slightly in respect.

The old man finished speaking.

Next up is Thor's turn.

"Sir, how would you rate my understanding of black magic?"

Thor's face revealed a meaningful smile.

His erudite face stiffened slightly, but that didn't stop him from speaking of his ultimate understanding of black magic.

"I think..."

Thorton paused.

Professor Isaac strained his ears, trying not to miss a single word.

Thor's wise voice rang out.

"I believe that black magic is a type of magic, but it is different from ordinary magic."

"Do you understand, Professor Isaac?"

He wasn't just saying that randomly.

This is a test.

Thor was testing the other party's thoughts.

If the other person is truly mentally unstable, they will definitely keep going off on a tangent based on that statement.

As expected, Isaac was taken aback at first.

He sat there, stiff and staring blankly at the table in front of him, as if struck by lightning.

After a moment, he came to his senses and muttered to himself:

"Yes, how come I didn't think of that?"

"Is that so...?"

In an instant, Isaac had an epiphany.

Thor's expression was somewhat complicated, and he tentatively asked:

"Professor Isaac, have you truly grasped it?"

The old man took a deep breath and nodded.

He took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote down the knowledge he had just grasped.

"Dark magic is magic, but it is not magic either."

After finishing writing, he put down his pen, looked at his masterpiece, and was very satisfied.

"Mr. Thor, you are truly very knowledgeable."

Faced with the old man's praise, Thor was basically certain of what was going on.

The other party has some serious illness.

Isaac didn't seem to be satisfied with that, so he called over Obi, who was standing nearby.

"Obi, call Alice to this room."

Alice, the person Thor just met in the hall.

This is bad.

Alice doesn't seem as easily fooled as this old man.

He was about to stop him when Obi responded:

"She'll be here soon."

Obi clearly never left the room.

The words, however, were conveyed to Alice.

Since things have come to this, this is the only way.

Alice arrived quickly, her hands still bearing the marks from wearing gloves.

She stood at the doorway, dressed in a magician's robe.

The girl looked around the room, somewhat puzzled.

Teacher Mingming asked her to come so she could listen to lectures by senior professors.

"Teacher, hasn't the professor arrived yet?"

Anger was evident on Isaac's wrinkled face.

"Your grandmaster is sitting right here, so show him some respect!"

"Grandmaster...?"

Alice turned her head at an extremely slow speed, finally looking at Thor.

Thor.

This is the new young man.

A young man without magical talent.

Her grandmaster.

Thor returned an awkward but polite smile.

Alice sighed almost imperceptibly, then pulled out a stool to sit down.

As a result, she was angrily stopped by her teacher.

"Alice! Stop!"

Alice, unaware of what she had done wrong, stopped what she was doing and looked at her teacher expressionlessly.

She remained calm and spoke softly:

"What's wrong, teacher?"

Isaac's face was filled with anger. He slammed his hand on the table and roared:

"I'm having an academic discussion with your grandmaster!"

Do you feel comfortable sitting like this?

"Stand and listen!"

According to seniority, Alice is not entitled to sit.

Now, Thor is 99% certain.

This old man named Isaac is seriously ill.

Alice pouted, clearly unconvinced, but she did not disobey her master's orders.

She stood obediently by the table, her hands resting on it.

Isaac was furious and it took him a while to calm down and his breathing became steady.

"Oh well, never mind."

"Boss, please don't take it to heart."

Thor was at a loss.

Who exactly is concerned about these things?

It's clearly this old man who's fussing over these things.

Isaac turned to Alice and said:

"Your grandmaster has been too kind to you juniors."

He then changed the subject and returned to the main point.

"Boss, please tell Alice your summary of the dark magic you just made."

Hearing that you can gain new knowledge,

Even Alice's face showed a hint of anticipation.

Because this whole thing was so unusual from the start, she actually believed that Tor might actually have some theoretical knowledge.

Facing the expectant gazes of the crowd.

Thor lowered his head, coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, and said in a low voice:

"I believe that black magic is a type of magic, but it is different from ordinary magic."

Just like Isaac's initial reaction, Alice was also stunned.

She thought she had misheard.

But when she saw what her master had written on the paper, she was certain that the statement was correct.

After a long pause, she finally questioned:

"Huh? That's it?"