Clark College is one of the most famous colleges of the Magic Association. However, the college is not famous because of the teaching level of the college, but the college is the representative of the people-loving faction among the casters. Most of the students and teachers are casters who came from civilians. The college is known for its free and open academic atmosphere. As long as you are a member of Clark College, you can read a lot of magic knowledge for free and encourage students to study new magic.

Spellcasters born in civilians do not mean civilians in the traditional sense. In fact, most so-called civilian spellcasters are supported by a nobleman or wealthy businessman, and only these people can pay for expensive tuition and purchase magical materials. In the world of spellcasters, the most mainstream class for identities is determined to be lineage. The older the caster family is, the more expensive they are, and the more they have inherited magical knowledge.

With the innovation of magic, many people in the Magic Association believe that injecting fresh blood can make magic develop faster, rather than relying solely on the inheritance of knowledge.

The scale of the college is very large, almost comparable to a small city. It has built a variety of strange buildings, usually with high towers. This is a representative of the mage architecture. There will be obvious regional divisions around the building. Be careful to break into these buildings, you may not get a fatal attack, but you will definitely suffer a lot.

In addition, there are weird houses, some are traditional Western style, some are biased towards modern Gothic, or they are totally unreasonable and plant a big tree on the canopy to build a house.

On the empty street, two students wearing apprentice robes hurriedly passed by and complained: "What should I do, the blue goblin responsible for operating the adjustment plate has not come for more than three days. Without it, the alchemy workshop can't operate normally."

The companion looked up to the sky and sighed: "My God, why is there no one but a fairy who can do such an important operation? That's stupid!"

The students spread their hands: "Professor Simpson also conveyed knowledge to the goblin. What's the use of complaining to me? Now, let's talk to Professor Simpson first."

"What do you think Professor Simpson is doing now."

"Pass the time, you know that the last thing it lacks is time."

"Some time ago, Carey visited Professor Simpson. It is said that he is still playing "Destiny" and wants to play the ending of the Dragon Slaying Hero."

"Hero Slaying Dragon? This is not funny at all."

The two students looked at each other and both showed knowing smiles.

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"Tuk Tuk!"

The two students came to a tall tower and knocked on the thick wooden door. After seeing no response for a long time, they knocked on the door and shouted: "Professor Simpson! Professor Simpson! Are you there?"

"哐~"

They shouted for a long time, the door was suddenly opened, and a strange creature in a nightgown stood inside the door and roared: "Don't you know the importance of sleep to dragon creatures!? If it wasn't for Clark, I would just be a dragon. Breath out you! Now, tell me the reason why you disturbed my precious sleep time. If I can't be satisfied, I will deduct all your credits for this semester!"

The roar was like thunder, and the voice was low and penetrating. It is no exaggeration to describe that the residents of about an entire street can hear it clearly.

Standing in front of the two students is a burly dragon? He is about two meters tall. His burly body is wrapped in pajamas, and his neck is very long. You can see fine and round white scales. The head is similar to a lizard. The nose emits a small amount of white dragon's breath, and the raised dragon head is dark golden. Hitomi looked down at the two students, and the natural terror pressure made the two students pale and their bodies shivered.

"Xin~~Professor Simpson..." The students clearly knew the character of the white dragon in front of them, lowered their eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, gestured and tremblingly explained: "The work fairy you summoned has not come for several days... No one in the Three Alchemy Workshop can control the adjustment plate, so...so."

"Hmph~" Bailong breathed out another dragon breath from his nose, and the white flame was only a few steps away from the student's face. The student's face was green, leaving no traces and stepped back.

"The working fairy didn't come?" Bailong murmured, feeling that he did not find the working fairy and said impatiently: "You guys wait here for a while."

"Kang Dang~"

The wooden door was closed heavily, and for a long while, the white dragon in the robes walked out again, stretched out his paws into the void, making a dull sound in his throat, not a spell, but a language.

"Boom~"

There was a soft noise, and a spacious space passage appeared in front of the two students. A steady stream of energy poured into the passage, which looked like flames being blown into the passage by strong winds.

A dragon and two people entered and passed. On the other side of the passage is a spacious corridor. At the end of the corridor is a white wooden door. The sign hanging on the wooden door reads: "The third student of Clark College uses the Alchemy Workshop."

Bailong's claws grabbed the doorknob, and before pushing the door, he glanced at the door eaves that was too low for it, and hit the door eaves with a black face.

"Boom~!"

The eaves of the door was knocked out of a big hole, and it flew like a thunder: "Damn! I said last time that I want to make this **** door a little higher, instead of using [item repair technique] to solve it superficially."

Inside the alchemy workshop, all kinds of complicated alchemy equipment stopped working. Seeing the figure of no student, there were a few huge blue goblins eating human food together and exchanging opinions.

Sure enough, I couldn’t see the blue goblin that specializes in controlling the adjustment plate. The adjustment plate controls the experimental data of the alchemy workshop. In principle, only teachers are qualified to use it. Bailong came to the blue goblin group and asked with an urn, "Where is the number six? Up?"

The blue fairies looked at each other and shook their heads. One of them grumbled and said in a strange language. The students did not understand, but Bai Long understood its meaning.

"Go to the castle of the gem fairy? I heard what games are popular there? What messy things!" Bai Long said impatiently, and after speaking, he said a spell belonging to the caster with his big mouth.

A magic circle in front of it unfolded, and the light flickered, and a blue goblin slowly floated up from the magic circle. It knelt down on the ground, as if desperately protecting something.

"Number six! Number six!"

Hearing this voice, the blue goblin slowly stood up, holding a metal box and looked around in confusion.

"What's the matter? According to the contract, you need to work here for more than twelve hours a day~lightnovelpub.net~Why didn't you come to work for three consecutive days."

The bullhead blue fairy touched his head honestly, and noticed at random that he slapped the bullhead while holding the metal box, and began to explain the ins and outs to Bailong, the more angry the expression on his face became!

"Yeah! That's it! You dare to violate the contract for the sake of the game between your fairies!? You can't abandon your companions!? The grass fairies will win the game!? Get me back to work! If something like this happens again, don't want to come back. Now!" Bai Long craned his neck and roared at the blue fairy, his voice was so loud that the students behind him couldn't help covering their ears.

The blue goblin looked like a wilted eggplant, obediently put down the things in his hand and came to his work position, and the other blue goblins also returned to their respective positions.

Bai Long turned and left in anger.

The students walked over and curiously picked up the metal box and asked, "Professor Simpson, what should I do with this thing? It has a strange structure. It looks like it should be a prop made by the caster."

Bailong glanced at the metal box, impatiently went back and took it: "I'll keep it."