I fly with a sword in the magic academy

Chapter 6 What a cool scar

The more Shi Daohan watched, the more curious he became. He wanted to know how these practitioners in the West practiced.

She suddenly remembered the scene of Dean Ron casting a spell with a magic wand just now. On a whim, she got a small branch from nowhere, holding it in her hand and gesticulating gracefully.

"Miss Daohan, what are you doing?" Brothers Allen and George looked at her curiously.

"I want to try the method that Provost Ron used just now." Shi Daohan gestured with the branch while recalling the mantra that Provost Ron recited when repairing the window.

"What's it called? Dinosaur anti-wolf repair, right?"

Shi Daohan was chanting in English, but for a long time he didn't see any different changes in the branches in his hands.

"I remember that after he recited the incantation, there was an inexplicable power attached to the small wooden stick. Why didn't there be any reaction when it came to me? Did I recite it wrong?"

Shi Daohan was confused. After trying it several times, it still had no effect. He simply didn't read it in foreign language and directly translated the spell in Chinese.

"Window, window, repair it."

The branches were as ordinary as ever, with no reaction at all.

"Window windows, repair them!"

Second try.

"Damn it, hurry up and fix it for me!"

After the third attempt still failed, Shi Daohan sat back in his seat with a disappointed look on his face, thinking about why he failed.

"Is it because this window has been repaired that my magic has failed?"

Shi Daohan thought this and felt it was very reasonable.

After all, there’s nothing to fix, so you can’t fix the air, right?It should have failed.

Thinking of this, Shi Daohan was about to smash the window again. Two brothers, Allen and George, were shocked when they saw her move, and quickly got up and pulled her back.

"Don't get into trouble again, otherwise Provost Ron will be angry."

Shi Daohan touched his nose, and finally took back his half-stretched right hand, without knocking it down, and sat back down again. His eyes were rolling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Excuse me..." At this moment, a little boy with a thin face walked over.

He looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, with thick bangs covering his forehead, and a pair of glasses. He looked quiet and polite.

"I'm a new freshman, can I sit with you?"

The little boy seemed a little introverted and his voice was very quiet. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying.

At this time, the Academic Affairs Office was basically full, and only Shi Daohan and the others had an empty seat.

"Okay, little brother." Shi Daohan smiled and waved to him.

Brothers Alan and George also showed kindness and allowed the little boy to sit next to them.

"Hello, my name is George, this is my brother Allen, and this is Shi Daohan, an exchange student from the ancient East." George was a social cow and took the initiative to introduce him to the little boy.

Shi Daohan just nodded symbolically, still focusing on the branch in her hand, waving it from time to time.

She knows a lot of repair methods such as breaking a mirror and reuniting it, but usually it is enough to cast spells directly. If it is more troublesome, it is to use talismans. However, she has never seen this method like Dean Ron using spells and tools. Yes, so I'm very curious.

"My name is Locke."

The little boy sat on Shi Daohan's bench, looking a little reserved.

"Locke? I've heard your name, the Andor family!"

After hearing the boy's name, the eyes of the two brothers Allen and George couldn't help but widen, with surprise written on their faces.

Seeing their huge reaction, Shi Daohan also shifted her attention from the branches to the boy sitting next to her, and looked up and down.

At first, Shi Daohan didn't pay much attention to this boy. When he saw him for the first time, he felt a little thin. Only now did he notice that his face was a little pale.

It's not the normal kind of crystal white skin, but the kind of deathly pale skin, without any blood or ruddy color, and even the lips are a little purple.

In the normal world, his appearance might be thought to be caused by malnutrition, but in Shi Daohan's eyes, this was clearly a sign of bad luck.

There was a faint black aura all over his body, and it was obvious that he had been entangled for a long time.

"Can you show me your forehead?" Shi Daohan smiled slightly.

Locke was obviously a little nervous, but he still followed Shi Daohan's words and reached out to lift up the thick bangs covering his forehead.

[Sure enough, something is wrong. ]
Shi Daohan narrowed his eyes and discovered that there was a lightning-shaped scar the size of a knuckle on Locke's forehead. All the weirdness and ominousness originated from that scar.

"Wow! This scar is so cool!" George praised, but soon he seemed to have thought of something terrible, and quickly covered his mouth, not daring to say any more.Shi Daohan stared at the scar closely, a trace of doubt and curiosity flashed in his eyes.

[What is certain is that he was not possessed by any evil spirit, but that power is definitely not a good thing. What is it about? ]
Shi Daohan looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what the evil power contained in that scar was.

"Can I touch it?" Shi Daohan asked softly.

Before Locke could respond, Shi Daohan had already taken action himself.

"Don't! It will hurt you!" Locke exclaimed. He knew better than anyone how terrible the scar on his forehead was.

But the picture in his imagination did not appear. Shi Daohan's fair, slender, slightly cold fingers had already touched the lightning-shaped scar without any damage.

However, a wisp of black mist overflowed from the scar and wrapped around Shi Daohan's fingers.

The black mist was like a vine covered with thorns, trying to scratch her skin.

[Still like bloodthirsty? ] Shi Daohan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She didn't make any move, just watched quietly.

The black vines wrapped around her fingers tighter and tighter. The sharp thorns were like teeth and were about to tear open her skin. However, they were shattered in the next second and turned into a wisp of black mist that quickly shrank. go back.

Shi Daohan condensed a sword intention on his finger, attached it to the wisp of black mist, and then retreated into the scar.

"Well……"

The moment the black mist retreated into the scar, Locke suddenly felt a splitting headache, let out a painful exclamation, and hurriedly reached out to cover his forehead.

"Sorry, are you okay?" Shi Daohan took back his hand and silently sent some mana into Locke's body to relieve his pain.

"I'm fine." After feeling the pain subside, Locke shook his head slightly.

As Locke lowered his hand covering his forehead, Shi Daohan noticed that the inner power of the lightning-shaped scar had actually increased a bit, swallowing up all the mana she had sent into Locke's body.

[Can you, an evil beast like you, bear my magic power? ]
Shi Daohan sneered in his heart, and the sword intent that disappeared into the scar along with the black mist suddenly broke out.

"Ah——!" Locke screamed in pain again, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

[Depend on!Forgot about this little guy. ] Shi Daohan quickly stopped, put a small bottle into Locke's hand, and said: "This is the elixir I refined myself. It can cure all diseases. Eat it quickly."

After being tortured like this by her, Locke's face became even paler, looking half-dead.

Shi Daohan apologized, shook out a few small black pills from a small bottle, and stuffed them into Locke's mouth.

"Thank you."

Locke whispered, his complexion had improved a lot.

He didn't know what Shi Daohan gave him, but after taking those pills, the splitting headache no longer existed, and he felt full of strength.

[Even Uncle Bud can't stop the onset of this scar. It must be a very precious medicine, right? ] Locke thought this in his heart, and when he looked at Shi Daohan again, his eyes were filled with gratitude.

But Shi Daohan's attention still stayed on the scar on his forehead.

That evil force has been entangled with Locke for some years and has attached itself to his flesh and bones. It is still difficult to remove it without hurting Locke.

"Where did you get this scar?" Shi Daohan asked softly.

Locke hesitated for a long time and seemed unwilling to reveal any information about the scar. In the end, he only said that he accidentally dropped it when he was a child.

Seeing this, Shi Daohan stopped asking any more questions. Although she didn't know the path of the evil force, she could feel that the force would not really endanger Locke's life.

On the contrary, it will also play a protective role when necessary.

But after all, it is a negative ability. Living in the small space of the spiritual platform for a long time will have a certain impact on Locke's mental and physical conditions. It is estimated that one day he will have a mental breakdown and lose his mind.

However, these have nothing to do with Shi Daohan, it is just a one-time relationship. After today, there may not be another chance to meet in the future. There is no need for her to ask for trouble.

"We should be called soon, right?" George stretched his neck and looked around.

Some students who had registered their names had already left the Academic Affairs Office one after another. At this time, only four of them, Shi Daohan, and a dozen other students were left.

"Fiona." Dean Ron, who was sitting at his desk, called the name.

A girl with twin ponytails stood up and jumped forward. When she was about to leave after registering her name, she was stopped by Shi Daohan with her hand.

"Girl, I see that you have wonderful bones and a natural spiritual root. Do you want to cultivate immortality with me?" Shi Daohan smiled brightly.

"Cultivation to immortality? What is that? I'm sorry, I'm not interested, because I vow to become the greatest magician in the world." The girl with two ponytails refused directly.

She looks to be only about 17 years old, with beautiful long blond hair tied into twin tails, giving people an eccentric look.

(End of this chapter)