Thirty minutes later, Robb saw the scariest scene in his life, none of them!

Hundreds of aristocratic dudes, all dressed in silk stockings, stood neatly in a large square on the college playground. The forest of black silky legs and white silky legs, terrifying legs. , With a pair of bloomers on it, densely packed, a large area, looking at it, how terrifying.

Crazy! Go crazy!

"vomit!"

Robb stood by the playground and vomited up the breakfast he had just eaten.

A figure in black armor appeared next to him. It was the commander of the Black Earth Knights, Archduke Madeleine. The young duke didn’t know why she came to the Academy of Magic, and she also appeared at Robb. Behind: "What's wrong with you?"

Robb clutched his forehead and said, "It's okay, but there are too many people, I'm a little dizzy. Huh? Why did you come to the college?"

"I'm patrolling!" Madeleine seemed to say casually: "In order to investigate the serial assassinations, I patrolled the city. I happened to patrol at the Magic Academy today, so I came in to see the opening ceremony."

"Strange patrol route." Robb pointed to the hundreds of people in the playground: "No matter how stupid the killer is, he won't appear in a place with so many people."

Madeleine's face remained unchanged: "This is not necessarily true."

At this time, the students next to him began to talk: "What did that person throw up there?"

"I heard it was dizzy!"

"There is such a thing?"

"It's not surprising. When I first saw the army led by my father standing in front of me, I felt dizzy for a while. Thousands of people, all wearing the same clothes, stood in front of you. I was really dizzy. ."

"He looks a little shabby, what's the reason?"

"Hush! Don't look at him dressed like this, but he is the orphan of the Smith family. The Archduke Madeleine has already said to take care of him, and Her Majesty the Queen personally waived his tuition. This person looks poor but can't afford it. Don't Go and bully him, he will be killed."

"Yeah, didn't you see? Madeleine seemed to come here specifically to come to school."

Robb’s ears were pointed, and he immediately heard the conversation of these guys, thinking: That’s it! The pretending to be forced to face the plot written in the novel cannot be activated. No one is here to bully me, and the duke is inexplicably covering me. How can I be beaten in the face? What kind of academy is this him? Do not play cards according to the routine.

Forget it, there is no reason to talk to these men who wear silk stockings. I look at the girls and change my mood.

Robb cast his eyes on the square formed by the girls. There are not many girls in the Magic Academy, there are less than a hundred people, far fewer than boys.

The ladies from the noble family are all dressed in long robes, the kind of women’s robes that are common in the game world of swords and magic. Some girls’ robes are opened, and you can see a beautiful leg exposed inside, but, It's all bare legs, and no one wears stockings.

It can be seen from here that the popular wind direction of Guangming Road and Xifeng Town is still a bit different.

In Westwind Town, men rarely wear silk stockings, because men who wear silk stockings will be ugly by Godfather, and Godfather is the weather vane of Westwind Town. When he says ugly, everyone feels ugly, which makes the rich men in Westwind Town. I don't like to wear stockings.

In the same way, Godfather always praises women for looking good in silk stockings, so women with a little money in Westwind will buy one to wear and learn from Lilian's style, which is said to be Godfather's favorite style.

However, Robb's influence on this Bright Road is not enough, or in other words, he has no influence at all.

Here men are the main force in wearing silk stockings, but women do not wear them.

Robb couldn't see the young lady with black silky legs, but he could only see the man with black silky thighs. The heart of the crit couldn't be soothed, so he snorted and squatted in a circle in the corner of the playground.

At this time the school opening ceremony officially began.

An old man stepped onto the podium. It is estimated that he was the dean of the Magic Academy. He looked like a respected and respected wizard. He talked a lot of nonsense on the podium, roughly speaking about the long tradition of the Royal Academy of Magic. The students of the Royal Academy of Magic should serve the country and be loyal to Her Majesty the Queen. All of this is just rubbish.

After finishing the rubbish, he said loudly: "Now that I have finished speaking, I have asked a student representative to come on stage and say a few words. Well, this student representative is the orphan of the Smith family from the famous Gran Kingdom, Robert Smith. Applause everyone. welcome."

There was clap of applause, and a large group of people turned their heads to look at Robb at the same time.

Robb looked dumbfounded: "What the hell?"

Madeleine whispered: "The dean has called your name and asked you to speak on stage, so you can just go up and say something."

Robb said: "Why me?"

Madeleine whispered: "The dean is a good friend of your grandfather, take this opportunity to perform well."

Robb: "..."

This makes no sense. Robb knew that he had been "opened a small stove". He obviously didn't need such a small stove. Why did he have to shake his head?

So troublesome, I want to be lazy!

However, his current status does not allow him to act rashly without giving others face.

Do you want to secretly learn how to make magic props?

That's all, that's all, just go up and talk about it.

He walked onto the stage with a depressed look. When he passed by the old dean, the old man burst into tears. He didn't know where he had such a rich affection. He hugged Robb and said: "My child, you I’m suffering. If I knew earlier that John had a grandson living in this world, I would have looked for you a long time ago."

Robb: "..."

Damn it, the fake identity that Sofa made up for me is a bit too much, why is it so awesome? I just want to learn to make magic props in a low-key way.

The old man said solemnly: "My child, you can talk to your classmates first. You can talk about anything you want. Tell me about your mentality, your future goals, your spirit of struggle, or what do you think What kind of mental outlook a student should have."

Are ghosts interested in talking about this? I just came to learn professional skills by stealth. Robb was lacking in interest. He took a magic prop for amplifying from the old man's hand. Dao cleared his throat first, faced the students under the stands, his eyes swept over them one by one, and then... …

"vomit!"

Threw up again!

The black silk hairy leg forest is really scary.

After finally vomiting and vomiting, Robb turned his face to the audience, but his eyes were looking at the sky. He didn't see and was upset. There was a word in his heart that he really didn't vomit. Well, the old dean didn't want me to tell me my future goals, right? OK! Tell you about it.

He sank his face, his face serious, and picked up the magic amplifier prop.