feed on dragons

It was obviously a hot summer, and the ice environment magic in this office was not heavy. It should be a comfortable temperature, but Julian's fingertips were icy cold.Standing in front of the college professor's desk, he had to clenched his fists and kept telling himself to calm down so that his whole body didn't tremble.

"Julian, you also know that this is a college rule..."

The female professor's expression was apologetic.She had said that once before, Julian thought.The little boy looked at the professor's face with mixed emotions in his heart.

Usually, he is such a strict person, and he also has high requirements for students.As long as she frowned a little, the whole group of apprentices would straighten their backs and immediately sit upright, fearing that punishment would fall on her head—such a serious person, now using this hesitating tone say.

Julian actually thought it was a little funny.

Although what she said was not so interesting.

"Although your grades in subjects are very good, but the academic subjects..." The female professor looked down at his final report card, clasped her hands, and tapped on the table lightly, "No one passed, Julian..."

The boy bit his lower lip and said nothing.

"It would be fine if at least half of them pass, or take a step back. If you pass two subjects, the simplest technique, I can help you intercede, but..." The female professor took off her glasses and rubbed her hands. Rubbing between his eyebrows, he looked tired.

"What's wrong with you, Julian? Although surgery has always been your weak point, I also know that you don't have much magic power, but... you can't even pass the simplest skills, which means you have no magic power."

"I…"

Julian finally spoke in a low voice.

"I can't feel it, my own magic."

"But you had it when you were in the first grade? At that time, you could fly low-altitude in your art subject!" The female professor frowned, "Magic power is constant, it will decrease, but it will make up for it. It makes no sense Suddenly disappeared!"

"I don't know...all of a sudden..."

The professor's loud voice was still very scary. Julian couldn't help but took a step back and muttered in a low voice: "I really, really, don't know. It happens from time to time, and recently... there hasn't been any movement."

"...I'll help you arrange an inspection by the detection department to see if you can use your poor health to keep your scholarship and school eligibility."

The female professor sighed, and suddenly stood up and took his hand, wrapping Julian's cold fingers in her warm palm.

"You are a good boy, and you are very serious. I will try my best. Although I don't know if I can keep you...you know the dean..." She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she just pursed her lips, "Anyway, I will Try my best to help you. But, you'd better pass the make-up exam in half a month. Otherwise..."

"...Otherwise I will be expelled, right?"

Julian whispered, shaking his voice.

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"Hello, Mr. Bird."

Julian emerged from behind the library's heavy doors with tangled straw-yellow hair.

"It's little Julian, it's a little late today?"

The librarian who was reading a newspaper in his seat immediately grinned when he saw him.

Unlike most noble students, Julian, who was an orphan, should have had nothing to do with this school known as the "National Magic Court Academician Training School", but the head of the orphanage he was born with The professor of the school had a personal relationship, so he just sent this little guy to the college with a letter of recommendation and excellent academic performance.However, although there is a scholarship, it can only be used to offset tuition fees, and daily living expenses still have to be maintained by part-time jobs—then the professor introduced him to a part-time job in the library. Julian, who has always been diligent, is never late and works hard , and quite polite, which made Bird, the librarian, very fond of him.

"Are you hungry? Here is the leftover bread from lunch. Let's eat it."

"Ah, no, no need, I've had lunch..." Julian quickly refused, but the grunt in his stomach immediately betrayed him.

"Take it, I know you kid, you can't get enough of that little food."

Byrd chuckled.

"Thanks, thank you...I'm so sorry." Julian blushed and took the paper-wrapped bread and put it in his pocket. "Ah, sorry, I was late and kept chatting, I'll get to work right away!"

Before Bird had time to tell him to slow down, the thin boy rolled up his sleeves, neatly began to sort out the books stacked on the counter, piled them on the book cart, and pushed them away.

"...I wanted to ask him why Professor Anna asked him to go today..." Byrd shook his head, smiled wryly and sat back on his seat.

The stomach is really hungry.

Julian thought as he put the book back on the shelf.

Although I am used to being hungry, I always feel very hungry these days... The young man rubbed his belly and sighed helplessly.

In fact, the wages earned by Julian from part-time jobs are enough for him to pay for his normal three meals and some miscellaneous expenses, and he can also save some odds.But the most tragic thing in the world is that a poor boy who can only eat three meals a day is not full after six meals a day.

"I was often told by the dean that I was a bottomless pit before. It really is a bottomless pit. I ate two more baked potatoes just now, why am I still hungry..."

After putting down the last book on this shelf, he climbed down the wooden ladder muttering.As soon as he stepped down, he felt that the world was spinning, and he took a big jump. He quickly grabbed the ladder to stabilize his body, so he didn't fall.

In addition to being hungry for a long time, he didn't know when he was often dizzy.At first, he only fainted once every two or three days. If he was walking, he could just lean against the wall and rest; but the number of attacks gradually became more and more frequent. Until now, he has fainted for the third time today.

"I don't choose the location. What if I fall and get hurt? If I break a bone, I don't have money to treat it..."

After the dizziness, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly climbed down the wooden ladder, leaning on the book cart to rest for a while.

Why do I have so many problems?

Julian thought about his grades, about what Professor Anna said today, about his hunger, about his dizziness, and suddenly felt a little wronged.

Why is this happening?

When the dean finally managed to get him the admission qualifications, he thought happily that even if he couldn't enter the National Magic Court as an academician after graduation, it doesn't matter, at least he can enter the mercenary regiment, or some taverns as bodyguards and so on. Yes, compared to fighters, the prices of mages are quite good. Bao Buzhu can not only support himself, but also give back some money to the orphanage; but now he is about to be expelled from school.

He admitted that he hadn't taken it seriously.Julian had no money to live in the school dormitory. After consulting the dean, Bird let him live in the utility room next to the library. There was only a table and a small bookshelf, and an oil lamp was lit. As soon as the textbooks and notes were spread out, he lived there every day. Can read until midnight.Julian knew very well that he had a bad background, and was an orphan without a father or mother. He didn't have any family backgrounds of his classmates, and the only thing he could rely on was himself.So he has always worked hard, and this earnestness has made many professors like him.

But there are some things that no matter how hard you try, you can't make up for it.

Julian lost his mind while pushing the cart, and stopped in the middle of the aisle for a long time, until a rough voice called him, and he came back to his senses.

"Hey, what are you doing in the middle of the road?"

Oh no.

Julian, who recognized the voice, felt for a moment that the saying that misfortunes never come singly is true, and the next second he was roughly knocked away, and he hit the book cart with a loud noise.

"It's in the way."

"Well..." Julian wanted to get up, but the dizziness hit again, and he could only hold his forehead and wait for the feeling to subside.He heard footsteps, and his bumper came towards him, then stopped.

Then, the human body temperature approached.

Julian raised his head and met a handsome face.

Carter...can't you pick another time to come to the library?He thought sadly in his heart.

Carter.Aigles, the youngest son of Minister Aigles, is also a well-known student in the school.Not only was he born noble, but he also had excellent grades, and performed very well in both academic and academic subjects.But for the young aristocrats, there is a shame that can never be washed away-Julian's subject ranking is always No.1, but he can only be ranked second.Although he is still number one in terms of comprehensive grades, the arrogant young man simply cannot tolerate a student with low magic power and humble background performing better than himself, so every time he meets him, Julian is always rejected. Bully.

"I want to say what is blocking the way, so it's you."

Carter squatted down and leaned close to him. Julian wanted to back away, but there was only a book cart behind him. He frowned, not knowing what this nobleman who had always looked down on him wanted to do.

"What's up?"

He took a deep breath, then forced himself to meet the contemptuous gaze.

"It's okay, I just heard that you are about to be expelled from school, huh?"

Carter reached up and touched his cheek.At that moment, Julian felt his body was electrified, and all the goosebumps stood up. "Are you from..."

"I just heard the dean and Professor Anna arguing." Carter smiled in a good mood, and his voice was about to become gentle, so soft that Julian's goosebumps just subsided and sprang up again. "Accidentally overheard."

"...I will not be expelled from school."

Julian bit his lip and whispered.

"Even the student who failed the basic fire magic like "Condensing Flame" told me that he would not be expelled? The student who was dismissed in the whole arts department said he would not be expelled? Thank you, you let me have something to laugh about today. "

"I will pass the make-up exam, and I will definitely pass."

Julian glared at Carter hard.Although I really don't know if it will pass, but at least he can't lose with his mouth - he has always been such a stubborn temper, he can't show weakness if someone forces him.

"You'd better not live. Go back to wherever you want to stay. Dreaming is enough."

Carter was so close that Julian could feel his breath on his lips.The two remained motionless for a while before Carter slowly got up, looked down at him, smiled, and turned to leave.

"Ah, wait! Don't…"

Julian saw something on the ground sharply, and just as he wanted to stop it, Carter stepped on it.

"what…"

"What did you step on... What! Bread?" Carter raised his foot, showing disgust. "Don't you know that you can't bring food into the library? I'm going to tell Bird about this later. It's too exaggerated. Country people are like this. They don't understand any rules."

The noble boy turned his head and gave him a contemptuous look, then strode away.

Looking at the trampled bread, Julian picked it up and patted it twice in distress, but the gray-black shoe prints couldn't be patted off no matter what.

Can this still be eaten?he thinks.

Although it was wrapped in paper, it was fine to pat off the dust, but no matter what, it was stepped on... He just stared at the bread for a long time, really unable to decide whether to throw it away or just ignore it, and finally he I could only put the bread back into my pocket again, slumped my shoulders, and pushed the book cart back to the counter.