Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven Damn, the coach is hanging up!
As the professor of Rukov Academy with a long history, even if he is just a professor in the junior class, Madale looked down on Adrick Magic Academy from the bottom of his heart.
In his opinion, Adrick Magic Academy was just a joke made by the young boy named Sevi Adrick.
Although he also admitted that Sivy Adrick was very powerful, even if he looked at all the high-level magicians, he could be considered one of the best. He himself was not enough to play with one hand. However, the Magic Academy could not be done by relying on his personal bravery. Even if the dean had amazing strength, the conditions in all aspects could not keep up, and he did not have a long history and cultural accumulation. The so-called academy was just a good viewing item.
This kind of inability to develop is like a nouveau riche-style small forces that have nothing to fear.
It is precisely because of this that even though Sivi's reminder saved students from participating in the evaluation meeting of Rukov's Magic Academy from any harm, Madale still turned to the Seven Stars Mage Association.
At the end of the evaluation meeting, he reported to his dean through long-distance communication magic that he also hid Xiwei himself, and the information he had helped his college, directly described the other party as a small college that had just been founded not long ago and was only relied on the pain of the mage association to receive the evaluation of the superior college.
As expected, Rukov's dean agreed with his opinion after pondering for a few seconds, just reminding him not to do it too explicitly...
The Seven Stars Mage Association just asked him to suspend his actions and observe the situation first. However, he felt that this profit was too slow, so he kept fanning the flames from the side, wanting to make Xiwei challenge the Mage Association directly. Of course, he failed in the end.
Later, Xiwei publicly signed an offensive and defensive alliance with them, the small and medium-sized academies with a little name, in his personal name. Because of his strength and the identity of an advocate, Madale, who had already settled, was particularly unhappy. Damn it was too fast, and the whole process was completed in the blink of an eye. Moreover, because it was a public usual alliance agreement, he did not even have the value of reporting to the Mages Association!
Madale, who tried his best but did not get any special benefits, began to think about other things.
According to his opinion, what qualifications are there to be for small places like Adrick Academy that have been established for less than a year to become the administrator of this college alliance? Even if it is not their turn to Rukov Magic Academy, it should be the most prestigious Ixo Literature Academy among all participating colleges!
It is precisely because of this that after receiving Adrick's invitation, he made up his mind to ridicule the small academy without missing a trace, and then inspire other academys to choose the administrator of the alliance again!
Then he fell to his knees as soon as he saw the address.
What's wrong with the height of 3,600 meters? The only mountain there, the Govenhola Mountain, isn't even 1,000 meters good!
It was not until he inquired about other colleges that he realized that Adrick College was built on the floating island chain...
Looking at the address far beyond his expectations, Madale was stunned - let alone go find fault, how can he break the door of others now?
Finally, he went to the Mage Association to cry for a long time before he borrowed some woodland flying dragons for him to respond.
I heard that he had trouble going to the other academy that he had troubled with a group of flying monsters from somewhere, and immediately ran to borrow from him. At first, he was still timid, but soon discovered a new problem. What should I do if there are too few flying dragons in the woodland?
Fortunately, this guy was also a little anxious and slapped his head and thought of buying some carriages to solidify the floating technique on it. Because as long as it can float, even the deteriorated version of the floating technique can be used, which greatly reduces the difficulty of solidifying the floating technique. After he brought a group of students from the advanced class for a long time, he finally made a batch.
I originally thought that the appearance of these people would definitely make the guys from that small place go out of nowhere, but I didn't expect that they even invited the saints of the legendary Pure White Church, and they also took the magic ship passed down from the era of great migration to appear in a more cool way. Compared with others, my group of people was simply overwhelming...
Fortunately, Madale had good psychological qualities and soon remembered his original purpose, so he planned to start picking. But as soon as he saw the environment of Adrick Academy, he was stunned.
Damn, does the floating island have no water? What is the thing that keeps spraying water in the middle? And the water sprayed is still rich in sacred magic and has a strong nourishing effect on the human body. Madale tried it a little, and then decisively found that the effect of this thing is no different from the diluted holy water!
What about the flower bed bonsai that is not growing in the floating island? What about those flower bed bonsai that make people think are rare magic plants no matter how you look at it! The plants used in the vestibule alone are more precious than the potions in the medicinal fields of Rukov College, okay? If it is not for lying on the ground to be unsightly, he would want to see if the turf on the ground is also some kind of potion...
However, the main building of Adrick Academy, the small castle like a foreign house, made him regain his confidence.
He scratched the top of his head, pretending to be careless, saying casually that his college castle was two or three times larger than this one, hoping that Dean Siwei could renovate it once.
So he knelt again.
Although the outside doesn’t look big, the space inside is more than seven or eight times that of the outside surface!
This made Madale almost vomit blood in depression.
Putting "Adric, you plot against me!" in his chest, he could only continue to visit the castle with the professor of Adric Academy named Sophia (Severe personally took Frey and the Saint to visit).
Then the things in the castle made him know what it means to open his eyes.
Even the little dwarfs that no one has seen in the magic world are everywhere here, and they have met no less than ten along the way. The legend has the same wisdom as humans, but because of their timidity, they do not come into contact with humans. It is said that they cannot raise grass elves and flower elves that cannot be raised along the way; translucent pop-ups and sluggish-free instant messaging can be seen everywhere; there are also magical items in the academy store that even he drools when he sees it...
"At least the students they have studied for less than half a year are not as good as us."
In the end, he could only comfort himself like this. Thinking of the previous teams of the onlookers, he couldn't help but feel much more confident: "Yes, the School of Magic is a place to teach students' knowledge. No matter how good those gadgets are, they are useless!"
Then he saw four students who could cooperate after only half a year of studying, skillfully used various magic runes, and were able to cast spells in concert. In the end, they defeated the students who had to at least the same number of students in the intermediate class in Rukov Academy to defeat them in an extremely unfavorable situation.
Chapter completed!