Chapter 55: Anger and guilt

These days I went to school to do experiments during the day, and I came back to code words at night. The time was not enough. Yesterday I smashed a beaker and made a big gap in my fingers. I was depressed.
The color bleeds, so ask for a red ticket by the way... cough, a joke, there is a second one at night, and ask friends who do not have a collection to collect it, which can also give me a motivation.
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The girl, who didn't know her name, looked like she was not afraid of the sky, so she tilted her legs on the chair and looked at Murphy unscrupulously.
The old man on the podium seemed to be deaf, and he continued to talk about the history of the decline of the Knight of Fortin without raising his head. He didn’t even notice more than five tables and chairs in the middle of the classroom. He reached out and dipped his tongue with his dry fingers. , Turn a page, continue to talk about -
"With regard to the interests of the Knights of Fording, we can see..."
Under the rostrum, Murphy slowly stood up.
Not tall, Murphy looked at the girl with the badge of the high-level guardian knight on her chest, and walked over step by step.
This situation not only stunned the students around, but also opened the mouth of the girl sitting proudly in the chair slightly.
Murphy stood a metre away in front of the girl, and the other side looked up at him unclearly, as if he did not know what to continue to say-in fact, the person who had beaten the whole college was the only one who could stand up like this The strength of the high-level guardian knight is different from ordinary people. As Murphy’s former mentor Tang Jidi said, the knight’s practice is far more complicated than the sword master, and the focus is also different. This girl is obviously explosive and powerful, so She can kick out the undefended Morpheus five or six meters away. If you change the previous instructors who fought with Murphy, you can't do this far.
However, this teenager who was kicked inexplicably could not be regarded as a good student who abides by the school rules. From the moment when the other party does not play cards according to common sense, this unlucky girl is destined to be the first to rebound Murphy's irritability. Negative example.
Lift your feet and show no mercy.
"Boo!"
This time, the girl who flew out was replaced by the girl who had just sat in the chair.
The sound of pumping sounded, and the people around him were shocked by the underground tunnel!
Murphy didn't seem to have any intention of pitying Xiangxixiyu, and after jumping out, he jumped up with a rush and jumped directly in front of the girl who hadn't stood up yet again.
"Boo!"
Now even the old man on the podium raised his head, but the dizzy old man narrowed his eyes and looked at it. It seemed to see a blurry scene. He shook his head and bowed his head to continue reading the textbook.
However, the classmates at the stage could not sit still anymore, no matter how calm, one by one, they were also shocked by Murphy's series of actions!
"How dare you--"
"Boo!"
Third leg.
Anyway, the respect for the woman in the knight's virtue to Murphy was completely here. This guy looked at the the ground as if he had been kicked by himself, and even lifted up the other person's neckline and lifted it up. A sack round on the table next to it!
"Slap!"
The table shattered into a large flake of wood chips, and the female knight who had just walked on the ground was completely dumbfounded.
The high-level guardian knight will not be disabled or fall into any disease roots because of these few feet, but speaking of these few times, it is absolutely down-to-earth that she can't stand up.
Xixiangxiyu?
Murphy didn't know what Jade had to cherish. In his eyes, the opponent was just a neuropathy that attacked himself for no reason. It was his instinct to fight back. It had nothing to do with the gender of the opponent.
The guy who walks out of this jungle is the most reasonable and the least reasonable.
Murphy spit at the side, not because of disdain, but simply because some blood was pouring from the girl's foot, but in the eyes of others, it was really arrogant.
The lesson was no longer possible, and Murphy looked back. The piece in the middle of the classroom basically became a ruin. Few colleges around him were sitting on their seats. They all stood here looking at the place, and they just saw the undead. With the same expression, some people are still whispering some prayers, which makes Murphy somehow.
Just a fight, as for?
Looking down at the the ground that seemed to be stupid with open eyes, Murphy wiped the corner of his mouth and turned to walk outside.
At this moment in the classroom, only the sound of his footsteps remained, and all the students looked at the back silently, no matter what their status, and the high mountain looked down.
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I didn’t learn anything at all in the morning class. Murphy really thought it was a sin to waste time. The first thing to go back to the dormitory was to practice a few magic array paintings with the magic wand, from Della’s tower After staying for three days and three nights, Murphys has begun to use the crystal wire in his mind to condense energy at the tip of the stick. Although the converging element cutting knife is far less sharp than the ordinary blade, it can be carved on the original stone plate anyway. Traces-And Murphy also discovered a problem, that is to draw a magic array with a wand, it seems far easier than using a quill pen.
The guided wand will largely correct the jitter produced by the wrist to control its painting, and then reduce the error extremely high. This is why Murphys understands why high-level magicians use magic props when drawing arrays. After all, the monster-like characters who can draw more than a dozen node arrays with their fingers without errors are still too few. Instead of spending time on controlling the subtle precision, it is better to try to remember more arrays.
This is an efficiency issue, and time is never enough for Murphy.
The magic circle of painting will consume the crystal energy, and the poor energy of Murphys has finally crossed the threshold of the low-level magician after the disappearance of the magic pattern-the so-called threshold is to release a complete, magic union assessment It is a first-level offensive or defensive magic, but Murphy has not learned a so-called similar spell until now-in fact, the list of books that Della gave him is basically an introduction to the countless branches of the magic system. , And all of them are currently the most cutting-edge field content. In short, the problems that Murphy is exposed to are all within the scope of the knowledge of the group of people in the "Golden Compass Council", so it can be said that his path is The road to the summit is also the flattest one recently.
But he hasn't seen even a book about basic spell recitation or the so-called attack defense spell cast.
Using a magic wand to cut a thin mark on a piece of parchment paper laying on the ground, Murphy quickly succeeded in depicting ten basic magic circles. Instead of using expensive crystal nuclei to verify whether the magic circle was qualified, Activate the magic circle on the parchment one by one with the help of the few crystal wires left in your mind.
The power of the magic array is closely related to the medium and precision of the depiction, as well as the energy intensity and purity given. Each one is complex and abnormal. The effect of the magic array described by Murphy on parchment is only a faint light. In fact, if Della portrayed it on a pure slate with an energy conductivity of over 90%, then the effect of this "flame lighting" array should appear slowly in a circle of burning fire, and As for the "ideal state", in fact most people cannot achieve the theoretical "colorlessness" of the flame, and the blue-blue flame is already the leader, and Murphy's current level is only to make it There was only a glimmer of light.
But this is enough. Murphy is not in a good mood. The crystal silk energy is exhausted. Even after entering the meditation state, the effect is not very good because of the bad thoughts.
Also, the unexplained scene made Murphy feel sullenly panicked, although in the end he could not beat the opponent by his own hands. According to the theory, he won, but he already knew some human relations. After calming down, he seemed to do so. inappropriate.
He hasn't learned to beat the girl and have too much guilt, but he just feels that he seems to have shot too much.
This kind of inner torture is not like the simple in the past in the jungle. At that time, hunting was just hunting, killing it, and catching it after the prey ran, but now Murphy has not learned to be smooth in the face of this complex society. At this moment, what is torturing his heart is torture of conscience.
The state of meditation was not good, and Murphy did not force it. There was some unsteady heart in him. He sighed, looking like a young man at this age who should be troubled, looking at the window with a daze, fingers unconsciously rubbing The magic steel dagger in the waist, what he had learned in his mind, did not seem to help him much, but what he finally remembered was the words that the old man Aquinas said, and the tears that hung in the corners of the eyes when the little nun left.
"A big deal!"
The door behind the dormitory has been repaired by the soldiers of the logistics department and was suddenly pushed open~EbookFREE.me~ Boozer rushed into the house, and after seeing Murphy, he was full of excitement and seemed to finally have something to show off Things were shared, and I didn’t care about wiping my mouth and not knowing the oil left by what I just ate. I pointed out the window and said, "Just now I heard that someone was fighting in the classroom!"
"Very strange?"
Murphy's eyebrows were raised, and his already confused mood was showing signs of deterioration.
"It's not uncommon to fight! The key is that the guy is said to have been beaten! It's been a long time since I got back! It's a miracle!" The fat man exploded, his emotions somewhat uncontrollable and excited, it seemed that Byzantium Suddenly the sacred Gabriel Empire was leveled, "That demon! Has anyone finally dragged her into the referee for trial?"
The intervening prayer was kicked by Hiddink who entered the room. A fat Boozer threw himself into his bed and laughed, while Murphy looked at the table with a complex meaning that he could not express. The missing corner is a little fascinating.
Big man Kewen squeezed in and closed the door. The bustling noise in the corridor was blocked a little. He undressed and whispered: "It's not ordinary people who can do it. I haven't seen this for a year. , Changed my estimate directly..."
"It's the same for everyone, no need to make assumptions."
Hiddink drank a glass of water in his chair, and his eyes were slightly lowered, and he saw Murphy in a daze, curious: "Why? I don't understand what is going on?"
Immediately he patted his head and smiled and said, "Do you remember why you walked so fast when you ate yesterday? That's because there was a of plague who didn't dare to mess with it," Hiddink lowered his body a little, his voice low, That was the guy no one dared to provoke and offended her, but the word'waiting for death' really remained."