Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"Come in, Orianna."

The moment the knock on the door rang, Ryan opened his mouth.

Orianna walked into Ryan's office with a stack of documents, she bowed slightly towards the figure in front of the window, her soft electronic voice was full of energy:

"Mr. Ryan, the six departments originally established by the college, a total of 2018 people have all entered the school, and the schedules of each department have been arranged."

Zhanzheng College does not have a so-called opening speech, and some only have the first show of professors held by each department.

If the professors and mentors are not strong enough, they will not be able to convince the public in Noxus.

Hearing Orianna's words, Ryan turned around.

Magic moved with his movements, and the paper in Orianna's hand flew into his.

While he was watching, Orianna explained:

"Every seven days form a cycle, with one day off and six days of study. According to the timetable reported by most departments, 4 days are for professional courses. Of the remaining 2 days of study, one is for veterans' speeches, and the other is for veterans' speeches. Elective Course Activities.”

There are only six departments in Zhanzheng College for the time being, namely the Department of Warfare, Department of Administration, Department of Magic, Department of Machinery, Department of Hex Technology, and Department of History.

Among them, the war department has the largest number of people, and the magic department not only has a small number of people, but also has a small average age.

Plasticity comes at a young age, a conclusion Seraphine came to after enrolling.

In addition to the professional courses of each department, the only veteran speech is a course that every department needs to be present.

Every day, the academy arranges different veteran speeches to tell their stories on the battlefield and their own meritorious deeds.

Unless approved by the professor of the college, each student must attend a certain number of lectures every seven days, otherwise they will receive a letter of dismissal.

To be dismissed from the academy would definitely be ridiculed by all Noxians.

"This schedule is not bad, just follow it. The Mechanical Department is not busy."

Ryan put down the document in his hand, looked up and asked.

Orianna is the tutor of the Mechanical Department and also serves as the assistant to the dean.

Originally, with her ability, there would be no objection to holding a professorship, but she chose to demote herself by two levels.

The departments of the college are directly managed by professors, assisted by associate professors, and tutors are only responsible for teaching.

"Not busy, Professor Furnace will show his craftsmanship today." Orianna smiled and shook her head.

"What do you think of him?" Ryan asked suddenly.

"A stubborn old man, his ancestor is said to be the most powerful furnace family ever forged. I can see that he doesn't like the name Mechanical Department in his heart."

"It's not a family of furnaces. The real family of furnaces are all dead. He just got some small favors when he was following the traces of his ancestors." Ryan shook his head.

He turned his head to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said leisurely:

"Forging and mechanical manufacturing, there is no difference in essence. In my eyes, you have more potential than him."

"Understood, I will learn his forging skills." Orianna nodded earnestly.

"There is no shortage of ordinary craftsmen in the empire." Ryan said calmly, "We lack the top one."

"To reach that level, you need a perfect work. For me, it is a masterpiece that can make machinery famous."

Orianna had a smile in her pale blue eyes.

Compared with the quiet she before, after her whole body became a mechanical body, her emotions did not disappear, but instead became richer.

She has found the joy and pursuit of her past in the constant patchwork of parts, which is the foundation of her being a human being.

"You believe in your talent, Orianna. Piltover can make the mechanical dragon fly into the sky. In the near future, there will always be a masterpiece named after you." Ryan smiled.

"Thank you for believing in me, Mr. Ryan!" Orianna's mouth curled into a smile.

Facing the stalwart figure in front of her, she bowed slightly and left.

When the dean's office became empty again, Ryan's figure slowly faded into a stream of water.

This is not his body, but a clone used to temporarily handle affairs.

And now, it is still a critical moment for him and Syndra to study Protoss.

Magic practice area.

In a large open space, dozens of students stood scattered. In the distance, there are various test dummies.

"Professor LeBlanc, won't you show yourself?"

Seraphine stepped on the stage boringly and looked at LeBlanc who was looking at the students with interest.

The pale lady LeBlanc, the master of the black rose, there is no more suitable professor of magic than her.

At least in Seraphine's eyes, her two teachers in the Floating Castle were simply incompetent.

At this point in time, they are probably still studying the Protoss without eating or sleeping...

"No, Miss Seraphine. Today is your stage, and my position is just a transition." LeBlanc had a small smile on her face.

She is willing to come, just to show her sense of existence.

"Okay okay, poor Seraphine."

Seraphine shrugged slightly, understanding what the other party was thinking, but she reluctantly shook her long pink hair and floated forward.

She's underage in Piltover for her age! She has to do everything! Ugh!

However, she personally recruited the students, almost all of whom were younger than her, and she happily did these things.

"Hello everyone, my name is Seraphine, and I'm your future mentor."

"Hello, Sister Seraphine!"

Annie waved her little hand first, and as usual, her other hand held her little bear tightly.

"Hello, Teacher Seraphine!"

The other children also shouted respectfully. They had seen Seraphine long before school started.

They still remember the tender image of Seraphine when she communicated with her parents that day.

After returning, they were also told to respect this pink-haired sister.

There are no older mages in the magic department. Almost all the older mages went to the administration department and the war department to be trained by Swain and Draven.

In the crowd, there was only one girl with dark skin and short blond hair who didn't respond. She just stared at everything calmly, her eyes always focused on LeBlanc's side.

There stood a humble woman, someone she knew.

"Rael, that's your name, right?"

After Seraphine briefly explained a few words~www.readwn.com~ and asked Anne to take care of the group of dolls who had not yet learned to control magic, she walked over to Rael.

Unlike the rest of the children, Rael was even older than her in appearance.

The data also confirms this, Rael is 14 years old this year and can already control metal magic proficiently.

Likewise, Rael is the only student who was not recruited by her.

"Who am I going to fight next?" Rael said coldly.

"Fighting, we don't teach that. Your mother's way of teaching is wrong," Seraphine said softly.

"Mother... Really..."

Rael had a self-deprecating look on her face.

She said how could her ordinary mother stand beside the dean of the magic department, or on this important occasion today.

"Can I ask a question?"

"She loves you, that's why she did that." Seraphine replied directly.