Holy Institution

Perhaps because of the work of his mentor, Heidein didn't comment on the study of the book. Dilling continued to read after he left.

Heidein's words and this book allowed him to reverse his previous views on the life department and the combat department. That is, magic itself is harmless. Whether it belongs to the combat system or the life system depends on how to use him.

Thinking, thinking is the key to determining combat and life.

Dilling suddenly stopped being a student of Heidein. Although he did not know whether Hyde was considered a good mentor, one thing is certain that he must be a good student. So, what else to worry about?

What needs to be solved now is the exam half a month later, and he must pass smoothly to prevent his family's reputation from being shamed.

Dilling scanned the text on the page, and was about to turn the page, and his left shoulder was tapped.

...

Come again?

Di Linqiang resisted impatience, turned his head and smiled, "Hyde is guided ..."

But what came into my eyes was a completely strange face.

"Are you Dillin Baseco?" The other side confirmed timidly.

Dilling closed the book cautiously, "I am, may I ask ..."

"I'm Robert White. My father is Viscount Benwight." He added that Dilling's face did not change, and added slyly, "I'm from Shamril."

Dilin screamed inwardly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not recoil. He didn't stand up, just reached out to him and said, "Glad to meet you."

Robert held his hand in astonishment. "I wanted to visit you a long time ago, but I never found the right opportunity."

Dilling calmly listened to his eloquent recounting of his experience.

To sum it up in two sentences is that although he is a noble, he was admitted to St. Padres himself and was a student in the intermediate class.

Robert saw himself saying so much, Dilling just looked at him with a smile, didn't speak, and his heart suddenly went up and down like a bucket, "Master Master Baseco?"

"Well." Dilling now seemed to realize that he was standing and talking, pointing his fingers aside, "Please sit down."

Robert sat down silently and looked at him with a restless expression.

Dilling slowly said, "I heard that St. Paders' junior college and intermediate college never communicate with each other."

Robert was startled and busy: "The school rules don't have this."

Yes, there is no such thing as school rules, this is just an unwritten rule of the Holy See. Dilling bet that Robert must have been sneaking around. Although Library No. 1 is the largest library of the Holy See, the books he provides are aimed at the Junior School, and students like the Middle School generally go to Library No. 3 or No. 4.

This is not to fear that there is any friction between the middle school and the junior college, but St. Padres always believes that the cultivation of magic should rely on itself, not the old path of the elderly. At the beginning of the school, many freshmen often took seniors and sisters as life-saving straws without daring to rely on their mentors. Instead, they took a detour. After that, this unwritten rule went slowly.

Therefore, even if they are the same tutor, the students in the middle school and the junior college are not very mobile.

But Dilling didn't expose him, and said lightly, "You are the first middle school student I met."

He used middle school students, not seniors.

Robert is not surprised, as the only son of the Basseco family, his stubbornness and pride are completely understandable.

"Actually, I'm here to send invitations." Robert took out a delicate golden card from the space bag. "There are many students from the Intermediate Academy from Shaman Lille, all of them have long admired the Duke of Bacheco's reputation and hope to Meet you. "

Dilling looked at the invitation and didn't reach out.

He was very clear that these middle school students from Shamman Lille were the forces left by Princess Joni in Saint-Pades. The reason why they found themselves was probably to receive instructions from Princess Joni. After all, Siro's return with the only quota must have greatly exceeded their expectations and disrupted their steps. They now desperately need a leader to compete with Siro.

And myself, no doubt, won.

"After half a month, it will be the junior exam." Dilling said, "I'm afraid I don't have time."

Robert hurriedly said, "I've taken this kind of junior exam, it's not difficult. There is absolutely no problem with the master's strength."

"You know my strength?" Dilling smiled.

"Of course." He had heard it mentioned before, and Princess Jonnie said that Dilling Basese had no magic talent in water. As far as Princess Joni is concerned, her words will never be a compliment. He knew her pride.

Dilling raised an eyebrow unexpectedly, "Thank you for your trust, but in fact, I am now studying and making up lessons." He raised the book in Yang's hand.

"Water Magic Blender?" Robert was puzzled. He couldn't be associated with the boy and blender with a glorious family background in front of him. Could it be that this is an assignment assigned by his mentor?

"Your mentor is Hyde Intagilis?" He asked cautiously.

"Yes."

Robert frowned.

Dilling stood up curiously, "You know him?"

"He is a celebrity of St. Padres." Robert seemed hesitant to tell the truth.

Dilling's interest was fully mentioned. He also heard rumors about Heidein. They were very general. It was rare to meet people with knowledge. I did n’t ask if I was sorry for the encounter. "I don't know much about him. Alas, a good mentor is really important to the students." He intentionally set aside himself and Hyde to relieve each other's hesitation.

"Here, I just heard." Robert looked around, as if he was afraid Heidin would come out of nowhere.

To be honest, Dilling also has this worry.

Hyde was intrigued most of the time.

After the two confirmed the environment attentively one by one, Robert whispered, "I heard that he is very good."

"How powerful?"

"I don't know. In short, many people say that he is very, very powerful."

"……anything else?"

"And the personality is very difficult."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, anyway, many people are afraid of him."

"..."

"Also, he has been in the laboratory before, without students."

"..."

"Oh, yes, I heard he is a genius."

"Robert."

"Huh?" Robert was scouring his stomach for information about Heidein, and saw Dilling stand up with a smile. "It's late. Would you like to have dinner with me?"

"Ah, oh, thank you, no." The cafeteria where the junior and middle schools dine is separate. If he enters the junior college, he will be recognized soon. "This invitation ..." He looked at him hesitantly.

Dilling smiled, "Is there something to wait for after the junior exam?"

Although Robert was a senior, he hadn't had the courage to force the son of the Duke of Basecco and had to yell: "Okay, if you have anything ..." He paused, and seemed to think that it would be impossible for him to take the initiative as an opponent. Those who came to the Intermediate People's Court changed their opinions, "I'll see you after the junior exam."

Dilling nodded with a smile.

Robert then quietly left.

After he left, Dilling smiled and closed his eyes, thinking about the direction he left.

The intermediate and junior colleges have always been very clear-cut, especially that Princess Jonnie and Siro have just been ordered home by the school. They should not find themselves so boldly. unless……

Is Siro moving again?

Dilling was upset.

Rather than accepting the forces left by Princess Joni here, he would prefer Princess Joni to go back to school. At least, he only has to deal with one person.

Dilling returned to the dormitory and unexpectedly saw Siro standing in front of the dormitory door.

He stopped and greeted with a smile.

Siro put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at him inquiringly, "Have the people in the middle school looked for you?"

Dilling for a moment, Raising his eyebrows, "What?"

"Rest assured, this is not a big deal." The school just didn't want the students in the junior college to rely on their seniors, and it was not mandatory to keep them out of contact. Sometimes unwritten rules are stricter than written rules, and are unjustifiably strict.

Dilling said: "You came for this?"

Siro did not answer.

Sooner or later, the Intermediate Academy finds Dilling. The junior college's junior exam is coming, and the junior college's junior exam is coming. At this time, he had been letting the forces of the Kingdom of Chotin in the Intermediate Court provoke secretly to the group of guys in Shaman Lille, and the other party could not move.

So he just tried it out casually, but didn't expect that he actually asked.

One person ran out of the dormitory building.

Dilling was awkward, and then he showed his face, "Why did you come down?"

Suo Suo panted and held a large pile of information, as if to run over, but stopped by Siro halfway.

"My things." Siro's face was not very good.

Soso handed him the information.

Silo whispered, "It is not allowed to bring the materials back to the dormitory next time."

Soso was afraid to answer.

Seeing this, Dilling took a step forward, and casually hid Sosuo behind his back, "I did not expect that Prince Silo would lend the information to Sosuo." He used the word intentionally. I want to know. He must have let Sosuo run errands.

Sosolala pulled his sleeve up and whispered: "No. The information was brought by Siro to me from instructor Chai Fu'ang. I got sick halfway and came back to the dormitory."

"Trouble?" Siro looked weird. "Did you wash your hands before coming down?"

Soso was about to answer, so Dilling preempted: "Soso most hates washing hands and bathing."

As soon as Siro's eyes narrowed, he turned and left.

Dilling was suddenly surprised: "By the way, where does Siro live?" He seemed to remember now that Siro did not live with them. It stands to reason that he should live with a junior college student.

"Live in the old building," the ropeway said, "there are the repeaters in the junior college."

"... It really suits him."

Dilin's mood turned sunny.

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