Holy Institution

The boat docked by the lake.

Judging from the silhouette of the boat, many students are already on board.

Sosso stood on the hillside, watching the direction of the court etiquette, while watching the direction of the ship.

Dilling saw that his mind had flew out, and said, "Mr. Bill, I believe that Sosso will become the common pride of St. Padres College and Kingdom of Gulan."

Bill sighed before he could sigh: "I have no doubt about it. But this is the first time Prince Sosso has left Gu Lan, and I can't rest assured."

Dilling said: "I will take good care of him."

"That's for sure." With his assurance, Bill's face finally eased. "Your mother is a sister, and your relationship has always been closer than your brother."

Dilling looked at the sky and said, "I think we have to go."

"Okay. Please write back, please." Bill bowed.

Dilling nodded, pulling toward the ship, already impatiently.

"Wave up to the teacher." When they got out five or six meters, Dilling whispered in Soso's ear.

Sawso turned obediently and waved his arms.

Bill raised his hand and shook it gently. As a court ceremonial master, he always restrained his words and deeds, although he was extremely excited and reluctant.

Suo Suo suddenly raised his hand and touched his space bag. "Ah, I want to check my ferry ticket again." The ferry ticket was enclosed in an envelope with the admission letter of the Holy See and was given to each new student. The only voucher to go to the sanctuary.

Dilling reluctantly spread out his palm, "Your ticket is with me."

"When did you get it?" Soso looked at him in surprise.

"Mr. Bill gave it to me last night." Dilling suddenly had a hunch that he might well become his nanny.

Soso reached out and squeezed him.

Dill winced, "What do you do?"

"I just want to prove that I'm not dreaming now." Soso looked excited.

Dillin Yang's hand, "I have a better proof. Would you like to try it?"

Soso soaked her tongue and rushed towards the ship.

Dilling was afraid he would fall, he had to trot behind him.

Although it is an exclusive ship of the Holy See, its appearance looks no different from those of civilian ferries. The cabin on the first floor is low and narrow, with two rows of benches on the left and right, each bench can only seat three people. On the second floor is the observation deck.

Soso and Dilling handed in the ticket and walked to the cabin on the first floor to find a seat.

The position of the cabin was occupied more than half. They managed to find an empty bench in the end.

Soso and Dilling bent down and sat down.

When the two came in, they didn't have any luggage on their hands, which inevitably attracted the attention of others.

The brown-haired boy sitting in front of them turned his head, surprised, "What about your luggage?"

Soso blinked and poked at her space and said, "Fit here."

"So small?" The teenager with brown eyes stared round.

"That's a bag of space that the nobles can afford." Behind him, a big-eyed boy with thick black hair lazily.

"Aristocracy." The brown-haired teenagers looked at them suddenly with reservations.

The big-eyed boy teased, "Nobles who can enter school without an exam."

Soso flattened her mouth and looked at Dilling at a loss.

Dilling said indifferently: "Below is Dillin Basseco, son of the Duke of Shammanlir Basseco. Please give me some advice."

The cabin was silent.

The others looked at them in astonishment.

No lonely person would ever have heard of the Duke of Basenco of Shamriel. It was a powerful clan that controlled the Shamanril half-nation army. I heard that they even had a magic legion that belonged to the clan alone. In other words, this aristocratic boy who looks more beautiful than a girl is likely to have learned magic.

Soothing tranquility disturbed Soso.

He quietly pulled Radilin's sleeve.

Dilling turned his head and gave him a soothing smile.

Soso soothed her heart. At any time, as long as he could see his Dilling smile, he felt that there was nothing terrible about the sky falling.

New students are coming on board one after another.

The ship gradually regained its vitality-except for the corner where Dilling and Sasso were.

Perhaps in their respective land, they are respected and looked up to the nobles, but here, they are just the nobles who have entered the holy court by the shelter of their families to avoid trial.

In the evening, the ship finally left the shore slowly.

The breeze kept coming in from both sides of the cabin, making people sleepy.

Soso's excitement quickly cooled in the indifference, and finally fell asleep on Dilling's shoulder.

Dilling was also a little sleepy, but the unfriendly eyes that came from time to time in the cabin made him have to fight hard.

The sky gradually faded, and the lake was still surrounded by the lake.

There are more and more people lying down.

Dilling couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"Cut." Someone sneered in front.

Although there is no cause and effect, Dilling can feel that the smirk is directed at him. The waist, which was originally curved, was straight again.

After some time, a voice screamed, "Look, lights!"

The quiet cabin suddenly woke up. Even Sasso stretched his head and looked forward.

Sure enough, there was a little white light directly in front of the ship, directing the direction.

Cheers erupted from the boat.

Immediately, she fell into silence again.

But this time the silence was different from the last time, this time everyone widened their eyes and watched the ship move forward little by little. If it weren't for their hands, they would be happy to help speed things up in person.

The light gradually became larger in the field of vision, and a vast land became clear from the front line of the sky and the sea.

Because it is night, the land is dark, as if covered with a thick forest.

Sosso whispered: "It seems terrible."

Dilling patted him on the shoulder.

The big-eyed boy sneered: "One of the questions in the first test was the location of the Saint-Pads School of Magic. It is desert on both east and west sides, the nightmare forest on the north side, and Lake Mirage on the south side. Forest. "

"Thank you," Soso really said.

The big-eyed boy frowned. He meant to humiliate them, but he didn't expect to get a thank you.

Soso thought for a while, but decided to argue for himself: "In fact, I know these too, but I was too excited just now and forgot."

The big-eyed boy's lips moved, but eventually he didn't talk.

A student exclaimed, "It's here."

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the boat to dock, and the students dragged their luggage and rushed to the shore in excitement.

Soso and Dilling followed.

"Welcome everyone to St. Padres School of Magic." Before they both stood still, they heard a thick male voice coming from directly in front of them.

The students all took a breath.

I saw them in front of them, a magician in a white robe was floating in the air in the midst of a lantern, smiling at them, "I'm your instructor, the tenth-ranked Master Magister Mirius. Before you graduate this year Our destiny will always be linked. Of course, this does not mean that I will treat you harshly. On the contrary, I promise that I will be quite amiable most of the time. "

……most of the time?

This sentence should be dismissed, right?

The students were defamated.

"Okay. I think all of you are tired, let me take you to the residence to rest first." McReese turned his body half a circle in the air and floated forward.

Suo Suo whispered to Dilling, "Why do I think he looks like a legendary ghost?"

Dilling covered his mouth. The magicians are quite sensitive to their surroundings.

Sure enough, McCrees suddenly turned his head to see him in this direction.

Dilling was calm.

After walking for about half an hour, they finally stopped in an open space with a big bag.

Looking at the dazed freshman, Micris said with a smile: "There are tents in the bag, and you will rest here tonight. I will arrange other things tomorrow."

Students: "..."

I have always heard that St. Padres School of Magic is the most difficult financial among the three holy colleges, but I did not expect it to be so difficult!

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