Chapter 4: Entering the Holy Light

Shengguang College has a history of thousands of years. Numerous great warriors and mages are from this college. Now ... Soga is also fortunate to be one of them.
Wearing a dark blue mage apprentice robe, Soga silently entered the classroom. No one ignored him, and he ignored no one. He just walked into the corner of the classroom and sat down quietly, waiting for class. Time is coming.
This is Soga's first lesson at the college. The people sitting around him are also super geniuses from all over the place. After all ... everyone here is chosen from one to another and has no skill. Not qualified to sit here.
Looking around, Soga felt weird. In the entire class, there was ... there was only one boy of him, and the other hundreds of students were all the same, all of them were little girls! In the entire classroom, the subtle fragrance is floating, not floral, but better than floral.
The water system has always been a woman's world! For the water mage, women are always more talented than men! This is the same reason that men in the fire department are always more talented than women. The most reassuring thing in the world is that all men in the fire department are majestic, and all women in the water system are gentle and charming.
For a long time, a woman in her twenties, wearing a purple mage robe, was pretty and inexplicable. She had a magic book in her hand, walked in with a smile, and the whole classroom calmed down instantly. Gently placed the magic book on the podium, and the lecturer said, "Before starting the lecture, I want to ask you a question. What is the biggest difference between a samurai and a mage?"
When I heard the teacher ’s question, all the girls were like a lark, and they answered aloud, some said the scope of the attack, some said the intensity of the attack, said everything, but no one was able to Be clear, unambiguous, and specific about the biggest differences between the two.
Helplessly frowned, the lecturer gave up asking, and said lowly, "Let me tell you, the biggest difference between a mage and a samurai lies in the distance. From now on, I hope everyone remembers that they can keep up with the enemy. The ones who are at a distance are qualified mages. Fighting at close range is the world of soldiers! "
Listening to the lecturer, Soga brightened his eyes in excitement. He was still a handsome warrior. Hearing no, but the world of warriors is so majestic and so mighty. As a man, if you ca n’t be a soldier, I will regret it all my life!
Between Suga thinking, the beautiful and inexplicable female lecturer continued: "As long as the distance is widened, then ... no matter how powerful a samurai can only be our target, so ... as a mage, our goal is only Two, learn to dodge and practice strong spells, it's that simple! "
As soon as the female lecturer's words fell, all the girls happily raised their ears and raised their ears. Soga listened to the voice of the surrounding girls. , Throwing magic away at them. "
gosh……
When she heard the voices of the girls around her, Soga laughed bitterly. Such a battle was actually misunderstood by them. How could they understand the blood and pride in it, hiding in the distance and throwing magic, it was just a cowardly act .
"Papapa!" Slap slap crisply, after all the girls closed their mouths, the female lecturer continued: "Okay students, we will spend the next ten years together, I hope everyone is good Learn, unite and help each other. "
"Suck ... ten years!" Upon hearing the lecturer's words, Soga took a sigh of air-conditioning. He thought that he could graduate as long as he studied for one year, but now it takes ten years to listen to the teacher!
Soga knew very well that the 1,000 gold coins could not be a ten-year tuition fee. In this world, there is no such cheap thing. After one year, if he wants to continue studying here, he must pay 1,000 gold coins again, but This is impossible for Soga.
Originally, Soga planned very well. When he graduated, he must work hard to earn money and help his mother buy a large and comfortable house as before. But now it seems, let alone buy a big house. Tuition for next year, I don't know where to go.
Although his mother has always said that money does not need him to worry about, he only needs to study hard, but although Suga is still small, he is not stupid. If there is money at home, his mother will not live in such a dark and narrow space. In the house, even if the mother can bear it, she must be reluctant to suffer.
Stupidly, the first day of the class just passed, leaving the academy, Soga rushed back home with a serious heart, and as soon as she opened the door, the seductive aroma came to her face and looked puzzled. When I went there, there was a large plate of steaming barbecue on the wooden dining table!
Looking at the seductive barbecue, Suga swallowed a sip of water. I don't remember how long I haven't eaten such a fragrant barbecue. Why would my mother be so willing to spend so much today?
Just wondering, Mom saw Soga and smiled, "Come to Soga, let's celebrate it!"
"Celebrate?" Looking at Mom in confusion, Soga couldn't think of anything to celebrate, but still walked to the table and sat down.
Looking at Suga's expression of doubt, the woman smiled and said, "Today, there are two things to celebrate. The first is to celebrate Suga's studies, and the second is to celebrate the mother's job!"
Hearing his mother's words, Suga's heartbeat speeded up. He knew very well that as long as he had a job, he could make money, and as long as he had money, his life could be maintained.
The woman has filled a few pieces of roasted meat and placed it in front of Soga, saying softly; "Hurry up and eat Soga, it is warming up. You are growing and need nutrition. Eat more."
The nose smelled the fragrant smell of roasted meat, but Suga's eyes followed her mother's delicate hand tightly. In her memory, it was soft and creamy, without a trace of wrinkles. The delicate and delicate jade hand was wrinkled and took off water Soga clearly saw several obvious scratches on her mother's fingers.
Suddenly looking up, Soga asked subconsciously: "What job did mom find? Why do your hands ..."
After listening to her son's words, the woman looked at her hands suddenly, then suddenly realized something, quickly folded her hands behind her back, a soft smile hung on her face, and squinted her head and said, "Nothing, nothing, mother just went It ’s just to help people wash clothes, and one day earns a coin!

Although my mother said very easily, Soga listened, but her head was violently roaring. What kind of feeling is it to wash clothes on such a cold day? There are a lot of gold coins a day, but no one Will give away money for no reason. If you can't do a job worth so much money, no one will give you money.
Tears quickly blurred Soga's sight, and in tears, Soga's heart once again emerged from her mother's wrinkled, dehydrated hand, and her scarred fingers, a beautiful and gentle woman like her mother, It should have been spoiled, how could you do such a rough job?
Soga knows that her water attributes are inherited from her mother. As a woman with water attributes, her mother ’s beauty is unquestionable. In fact, all women with water attributes have absolutely no ugly, feminine body. The face, the woman of water, is the endorsement of beauty.
For many years, there are not a few men pursuing mothers, even if they know that their mothers are married, even if they know that their mothers have such an oil bottle, but there are still a lot of men who want to pursue their mothers, but ... Understand, but the mother's love for her father is so deep that she will never consider accepting any other man.
But now, a woman so delicate and beautiful, but because of life, because he Suo Jia, to go to work so hard, which makes Suo Jia sad, but bitter.
Soga wanted to stop her mother from letting her continue to do this job, but the words came to her lips, but Soga couldn't say it. The work could not be done, but how should life continue? Unless he can make money, why can he stop his mother?
I regretfully pulled my mother's hands behind her back, and the big tears fell on her mother's severely dehydrated hands one by one, on the dark red scratches. Guilt, helplessness, at this moment, how much Soga wished that he would grow up immediately, but the fact is that he was only an eight-year-old child.
"Mom, I hate dad." Soga said lowly for a long time.