MC, I’m really not a PVP player!

Early the next morning, Bart walked out of the college's cafeteria.

He took some breakfast in his hand, looked at the students who came to eat with their eyes rubbing on the left and right, and silently quickened his pace.

It's only more than half an hour before class starts now, I hope Young Master Owen has woken up.

Quickening his pace, Bart quickly returned to the student apartment and walked towards the room where he and little Orn lived.

When Bart pushed open the door, little Owen was coming out of the washroom, with a hint of heat on his little face.

Seeing this, Bart was also relieved, he put the breakfast on the table next to him

, and said to Little Owen: "Young Master Owen, it's only half an hour before class, come and eat something, and then I'll take you to the classroom."

Hearing this, Xiao Ouen quickly ran over and obediently sat on the chair to eat breakfast.

Bart sighed in relief and began to help Owen pack the books and items he would need for class later.

Well, today's lesson, you need to bring "Natural Magic in Detail" and visual instrument.

Bart muttered in his heart, and quickly found a book nearly a centimeter thick from the desk, put it in his backpack, and took out a palm-sized instrument from the box.

After packing up, he looked back at little Owen.

Waiting for Little Owen to finish breakfast, Bart put on his backpack and led Little Owen to the classroom.

Along the way, the two also met many students, all holding books and instruments, and hurriedly ran towards the classroom.

Bart and Little Owen walked slower, after all, Little Owen is still in the first grade, the classroom is on the first floor, there is no need to rush to climb the stairs, naturally it is much easier.

Moreover, little Owen has not grown up yet, and he can't go fast if he wants to∑ (っ°Д°; )っ。

Taking little Owen to the door, Bart glanced inside, and soon a student walked out.

This student's status is more special, because she is not a commoner or a nobleman.

She is a nobleman's handmaid, but after their young lady has tested her magical talent, she is clamoring for her to test her talent once.

For the requirements of his precious daughter, what else can the nobleman who spoils his daughter do?

Anyway, their family is rich, and a gold coin is not a big deal!

She was pushed onto the qualification test table by her own young lady, originally thinking that she would return in vain, but she was accidentally detected that she also had magical talent, but it was very weak.

The family behind them is not the master of poor money, seeing this scene, she directly waved her hand, and asked her to come here as a student to accompany her precious daughter to class.

As a student, she can also enter the classroom and serve her own young lady all the time.

And Bart and them, because they do not have this status, are generally forbidden to enter the classroom, so after they sent their young master here, they went back to do other things.

"You're in trouble."

Facing the maid, Bart said with a smile.

The other party smiled, took the backpack from Bart's hand, took little Owen, led him into the classroom, and sat next to his young lady.

Compared to the other students in the classroom, little Owen is much younger.

This is because little Owen is extremely talented, showing signs at the age of 6, and then sent to the academy for study.

For other students, it is good to show talent at the age of 8, and most of them show signs around the age of 10.

Little Owen's age is undoubtedly the youngest in the entire classroom.

However, little Owen is very cute and is not bullied by others, and everyone treats Little Owen as the mascot of their grade.

The young lady was the same, watching her maid lead Xiao Ouen over, directly changed positions with her, and lay there to chat with Xiao Ouen.

Bart looked at this scene and was also relieved.

Compared with him and Young Master Maren, little Owen is simply an angel loved by everyone, and he is liked wherever he goes, which also saves him a lot of heart.

Just as he was thinking this, a teacher wearing a formal mage's robe with a purple badge pinned to it walked quickly.

Bart saluted slightly, watching the other party ignore him, and walked directly into the classroom, and without surprise, turned and left.

After sending Owen into the classroom, there was nothing else to do except once after class and after school.

In the past, he would find a secluded place to practice martial arts, or help the alchemy teacher who needed help to do some small experiments, but now.

"Go and see Your Excellency Li Ming, just came here, maybe he will be a little unaccustomed."

Having made a decision, Bart glanced back at the classroom and walked towards the teacher's apartment where Li Ming temporarily lived.

。。。。。。

In a room on the top floor of the teacher's apartment, Li Ming lay on the sofa with blank eyes, looked at the glowing spar on the ceiling, and muttered

, "If I can understand their language, why can't I understand their words?" It's not scientific!

After muttering for a long time, Li Ming finally recovered.

He touched his face and sat up in one breath, but looking at the two books on the table, Li Ming had the urge to faint again.

After cleaning up the small suite yesterday, Li Ming took out the lingua franca he borrowed from Bart, intending to read the book he took from the dean.

But finally, before the book turned a few pages, he fell on the sofa and began to twitch.

No way, the book is full of characters he doesn't know, and if he wants to understand a sentence, he has to go through the lingua franca for half a day.

I managed to turn all the word meanings over, but guess what?

What was translated, even Li Ming himself couldn't understand it!

Looking at the two books on the table, Li Ming also felt the pain of doing English reading again.

The feeling that he knew a single word and couldn't understand it when combined made him extremely irritable.

Looking at his newly written translation text on the paper next to him, Li Ming crumpled the paper expressionlessly and threw it towards the trash.

With a click, the paper ball fell next to the trash can.

Looking at the trash can that had been filled with paper balls, Li Ming looked down at the book in front of him and fell down sharply.