This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

At the entrance of the Black Magic Academy.

Thor stared at the tightly closed door.

Speaking of which, shouldn't regular students have access restrictions or something?

I don't think they gave me a key card yesterday either.

He knocked on the door and called out:

"Someone open the door, please."

"Where's Cupid? Come out here for a second."

He shouted for a while.

The rabbit-eared creature, Cupid, finally flew down from the second-floor window.

As it flew, it shouted:

"My name is Obi, not Cupid."

"Understood, Obi," Thor said.

"The more crucial question is, can you give me an access card?"

Whether he is now an apprentice or a teacher at the Dark Arts Academy.

He needs to get an access card, right?

Do you contact Obi every day when you come and go?

"No, I can't give it to you."

"Why?" Thor was speechless.

"Am I even a student of your college?"

"No, you're a teacher sent abroad."

Thor was so angry he laughed.

Is there even such a thing as sending teachers abroad?

Why not give the outsourcing company a commission?

"Even if I was sent by His Majesty, it's still not allowed?"

Thor tried to intimidate them with the name of Enor.

"That won't work either," Obi replied firmly.

"Those sent abroad are those sent abroad!"

Obi was not intimidated by His Majesty's name.

Thor didn't want to say anything more.

The door opened, and Thor went inside.

As he walked up to the second floor, he noticed a large number of people emerging from a huge conference room.

Everyone was dressed in the same black mage robes. The attendees were mostly middle-aged or elderly people, with the only young person being Alice, who stood out in the crowd.

She had an eye-catching figure and an elegant demeanor, making her stand out among a group of old men.

Besides Alice, there's also her teacher, Professor Isaac.

The two walked out together.

Before Thor could even step forward to speak, Professor Isaac had already arrived, boasting:

"Boss, I have already explained your theory to them."

"Although they don't quite agree yet, I will persuade them."

Thor could already imagine a fierce academic debate.

After all, he had not learned black magic through conventional means; his knowledge of black magic came entirely from the texts left by John Farrell.

What he knew was that John's understanding of black magic seemed to differ somewhat from mainstream views.

Thor wasn't sure of the extent of the disagreement, but he could see some clues.

After all, most of the people who left the meeting room did not look very good; they were either angry, shocked, or stunned.

It is clear that no consensus has been reached yet.

Isaac hoped to get Thor's help, he said:

"Boss, if you have time and would like to participate in the next meeting, please let me know at any time."

In the professor's eyes, Thor's background was truly mysterious.

Therefore, he dared not let Thor attend today's meeting directly.

This was the only way to subtly ask Thor for help.

Thor also understood the other party's subtext.

After all, it's hard to convince others with such a nonsensical theory.

However, he simply couldn't help the other party.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that he can't.

With his current level of skill, he would expose his ignorance after only a few sentences.

"Maybe next time. I've been a bit busy lately; I still have to take Alice to do a few experiments."

Alice glanced at her teacher, surprised to find that she was involved.

Isaac looked at his students with a puzzled expression, wondering why the meeting to decide the future of black magic was less important than conducting experiments with his students.

Isaac pulled Alice aside and whispered a few words in her ear.

During this time, Isaac's expression was earnest, and he kept giving Alice instructions.

After a while, the two finished their conversation and left.

Alice slowly walked up to Thor.

"That's enough, Mr. Thor."

"Professor Isaac has given permission."

Thor felt that it was all just an act.

Does Isaac have any reason not to allow it?

"Then let's go, Alice."

The system's task is to study the wounded.

Thor devised a corresponding plan.

He led Alice out of the academy.

As they walked, he asked Alice about the contents of the meeting they had just attended.

Alice recounted everything she had just witnessed without reservation.

"Professor Isaac has simply paraphrased the theory you mentioned yesterday."

"It seems that people are not very convinced."

"After all, Professor Isaac only denied the accumulation of black magic over hundreds of years, but did not prove the corresponding theory."

That's for sure.

No scientific exploration is simple.

Convincing others is not so easy.

"So, Professor Thor, what's your opinion on this?" Alice asked.

Alice hoped to get an answer from Thor.

Thor, of course, could not give a reasonable answer.

"Later, I'll tell you later."

Alice nodded.

The two had already walked from inside the college onto the street.

Led by Thor, they headed towards their destination.

After a short silence, Alice couldn't help but speak:

"Just now, Mr. Isaac told me to curry favor with you, saying it would help my future career."

"I don't think there's any need to hide it from you, so I'm letting you know."

Although Alice knows some sarcastic and sarcastic language, she is still quite honest.

Thor was speechless.

Is Alice's sense of justice really that strong?

Unexpectedly, she was a good student with an upright character, and she easily betrayed her teacher.

"Don't you feel any remorse for betraying your teacher like this?" Thor said.

"Won't."

Alice spoke with righteous indignation.

She paused, then continued:

"Because I would have done it even without Mr. Isaac telling me to."

Thor: "..."

He decided to retract his praise of Alice.

She wasn't overly righteous.

Maybe it's just that someone's missing a screw in their head.

Alice remained calm, feeling that she had done nothing wrong.

"I'll do anything as long as I can learn something."

That sounds so strange...

However, Thor believed it was just a joke.

He joked:

"Don't say things like that. What if I ask you to kill someone?"

Alice remained calm, glanced at the passersby around her, and nodded.

"It is possible."

"However, there is no reason to kill those civilians who are passing by, and killing those civilians will be punished, perhaps even imprisoned. If you are unlucky enough to kill a noble with a dense network of connections, the consequences will be even more serious."

"My suggestion is to find a prison with a large number of inmates, covering a wide range of genders, ages, and body types, so that the data that can be recorded is more comprehensive."

"..."

Thor was speechless.

Several passersby were terrified upon hearing this, fearing they would actually be killed, and scattered in all directions.

Before long, only the two of them remained around.

The two walked on the road, cold and deserted, as if they were inherently on the defensive.

Alice's AT stance was so powerful that it scared everyone away.

Thor paused for a moment before speaking:

"I was just kidding, Alice. I didn't ask you to kill anyone."

"What a coincidence, me too, Mr. Thor."

Alice walked down the street, completely unaffected by what had just happened, appearing perfectly calm and composed.

Thor knew he had met his match.

Alice's leaps of thought are probably no less than my own.

"Never mind, let's not talk about that anymore."

"Our destination for today is just ahead."

Thor pointed forward.

Looking in the direction Thor was pointing, there was a stone building surrounded by a wooden fence.

The building's sign reads "Black Mountain Hospital".