NCCnovel Chapter 359 The Visible Girl, Mosuoai
Chapter 359 The Visible Girl, Mosuoai
Back to Tuesday night, not long after Isabella left the college, she was spotted by a girl and followed for two hundred meters.
Isabella turned and disappeared at an intersection, and she quickly followed.
But Isabella put her arm around his shoulders.
"Why are you following me?"
The frightened little girl did not panic. After a few seconds, she calmly said, "I want to know why Mr. Mimuus is different from other humans."
"Different?" Isabella was surprised. She touched her round and tender little face and dared not speak.
He just stared at Isabella blankly with longing eyes.
"You say different, everyone here is human, why do you think I'm different?"
"What's your name?" Isabella asked.
After letting go of her hand, she turned to Isabella and said seriously, "I'm Mosuoai..."
Her hair was blown by the wind, her student uniform was very clean, and her temperament was a little lonely, and it could be seen that she might be a little smart inside.
"Because... you are the real human being. The others I saw, and myself, were empty, like bodies without souls, like walking zombies."
Isabella looked confused and subconsciously took two steps back. She said in a vigilant tone: "Why do you have such an idea? What can you see?"
"I don't know, but everyone I've seen since I was born is like this, except for you. You're like beautiful moving human sculptures."
Isabella trembled, her heart tightened, and she was shocked by her words.
She was not wrong, because this continent was a completely irrational existence and the humans here had long since died.
It is impossible for humans to exist on this continent. The humans that have been seen may be humans that have been shaped in some way by Demon Lord-level monsters.
But even if it was a human being shaped by the Demon Lord level, after being killed, what was released was the scattered light magic core? I actually absorbed it!
As for the student in front of him, she was having such an abnormal conversation with him in such a secluded street. He once wondered if she was a demon-level monster in disguise?
But I am still not sure, because at this moment I have used a powerful special magic to conceal my strength, and even the masters of the sect cannot spy on me, but I still cannot relax my defense.
"You shouldn't tell me this," Isabella continued to play dumb, trying to observe her purpose. "Everyone is the same, they are all living people."
Isabella didn't think that even if it was a fake human created by a Demon Lord-level monster, there was any difference between her and herself. Could it be that the soul was different?
"I saw a lot of things. Some humans were not just empty bodies. They looked like monsters, but they spoke human language."
Until this moment, Isabella remained calm, unable to judge whether it was a test from some demon lord level. If she was exposed, it was only during the train robbery...
"Well, I can't see it. Sorry, you and I have nothing in common."
Isabella continued to take a few steps towards home.
Mosuoai followed up and continued, “From the classroom, I feel that the teacher is not a human being from this world, right?”
"If you are human, then what are we?"
Mossoai asked a mundane question, like an interrogation of Isabella's soul.
"The truth is too horrible, I can't tell you!" Isabella's heart almost rose to her throat. She only said this one sentence, which was already a clear statement to the Demon Lord level.
Mosuoai's face turned pale: "You must know the truth about the world, right? I thought... I was the only one in the world who knew me."
"What can I, a junior magician, change?" Mosuoai asked himself with tears in his eyes.
"Everyone thinks I'm delusional and a lunatic, but... the world isn't necessarily what they see, right?"
"I have always been convinced that I am not crazy, until I saw you, I became more certain that it is this world that is crazy!"
Isabella was silent for a moment, activated the earth dragon's induction, and released various perception magics. When she was absolutely sure that there were no monsters eavesdropping, she made a hushing gesture.
"This world is dangerous. Don't tell others. Just go on with your life as usual."
Mossos wiped his tears and said, "I know. I will keep this secret..."
After saying goodbye to her, Isabella released the clone and prioritized tracking Mossos, because Isabella could not fundamentally believe that she was a normal person and still suspected that it was a more difficult to identify Demon Lord-level monster.
The next day, before the class started, she saw many students going to the classroom where she was giving lectures, which made Isabella feel a little nervous today.
It is difficult to pinpoint the cause of the tension. I wonder if it is the psychological burden caused by having too many students?
In addition to students in the classroom, there are also free teachers who come to join in the fun.
The classroom was full, and the moment Isabella stood on the podium, everyone looked at the podium quietly.
"So many students came to my open class? What's going on?"
Isabella said in a somewhat surprised tone.
A boy sitting in the first row answered, "We want to understand Teacher Mimuus's understanding of magic. Since the last open class, someone has learned magic without chanting!"
"We want to know more advanced magical knowledge. Liya Magic Academy is the best magic school in the entire Southern Alliance. The best knowledge is naturally easy to attract people!"
After he finished speaking, the other students began to whisper among themselves, all talking about the reasons for taking this course.
"Unfortunately, I still have to teach according to the course plan this time. It's not convenient for me to talk about other contents."
Isabella smiled secretly and continued, "There is nothing wrong with our course. It's just that it is a little different from my personal magic philosophy."
"To put it bluntly, the content and direction you learned were wrong from the beginning, but the logic of learning magic is the underlying logic for you to master magic."
Isabella's words left everyone speechless.
There was also a senior second-level magic teacher in the classroom, she was a noble who also held the status of earl.
"Does Teacher Mimuth treat us as outsiders? If you feel it is inconvenient to teach, and you have a contemptuous attitude towards your own professional courses, I will ask the academy to expel you at any time!"
"It doesn't matter how much the students have learned. The students who are able to enter the academy are not ordinary people. As a teacher, at least you should correct your attitude towards the course, right?"
"Teacher Lilinda seems to say that she doesn't like Teacher Mimus' class? Or does she not like her coming to the academy to teach?" Portia whispered to her friend.
Isabella has acute hearing, special ears, and enhanced hearing.
It wasn't just Portia, the students in the last class also had the same opinion.
From the students' whispers, Isabella roughly understood that Teacher Lilinda was a troublemaker.
"I don't mean to disrespect knowledge," Isabella said, and the whole audience fell silent again. "I am just pointing out some fundamental problems with the magic you are learning."
"If you don't correct it, you will always think that your strength is limited to the advanced or intermediate level and it is difficult to break through."
"I don't want to talk about other topics. We have two classes a week, each lasting fifty-five minutes. You've already wasted five minutes before the main film even started!"
"Teacher Lilinda, if you have any questions, please wait for me to discuss them after class."
Isabella spoke in a steady tone. At this time, and even in this classroom, she was the one in charge.
In this course, Isabella shared how to release magic efficiently and the long-term battle of magic release based on the teaching materials and her own experience.
The course content was entirely oral and there were no notes on the blackboard.
Because Isabella was not used to writing on the blackboard while giving lectures.
When I first started teaching swordsmanship, I taught it orally, so I didn’t have the habit of writing on the blackboard for theoretical courses.
But this made everyone perk up and concentrate on studying and taking notes of Isabella's lessons.
The second half of the course revealed a little bit of tips on how to increase the sensory output of the magic source.
When the bell rang, Isabella had just finished her lecture, so she packed up her course materials and left the get out of class.
Many students were still not satisfied, as the content in the course was not only the most basic theory, but also new content that ordinary people could not comprehend. These new contents simply refreshed everyone's understanding of magic.
The students who have learned this are already eager to try it out. The so-called violent output of magic in the past is not the best solution to master magic...
As an experienced teacher in the college with at least eight years of teaching experience, Lilinda brought a dozen students to the podium after class.
"It's a wonderful open class. Mimus is worthy of being a specialist of the NEG organization. But I should remind you that your theoretical class is completely leading students in the wrong direction."
"Mistake? How could you have such an illusion?" Isabella had already expected that she was here to trip her up. "You are also a high-level second-level magician. The way you cast magic has always been adapted to the circumstances. Some knowledge and thinking have long been deeply rooted."
“The less knowledge a person has, the more he or she will have an inexplicable sense of courage and pride.”
"Because the less you know, the more absolute your beliefs become."
After Isabella said that, Lilinda felt extremely insulted at this moment. It was the biggest insult she had ever received since she became a teacher at the Riya School of Magic.
"It's not my turn to evaluate you as a new teacher. Not only me, but most of the senior magicians do not agree with your theory."
"Unless you show it to us once, huh?"
"No thanks. I don't have time to waste on the academy, but who are you talking about?" Isabella picked up a stack of course materials and took two steps towards the classroom door.
"Of course, the seventeen teachers of the academy who are proficient in combat magic are here to exchange ideas and learn from each other."
"But you can give up, because we are many to one. The purpose of doing this is to preserve our respective theoretical systems instead of having them broken by you."
"If you can beat us, it will prove that you are indeed worthy of being recorded in history and bringing about theoretical changes."
"When does it start?" Isabella said impatiently in Dia's low voice, "I haven't brought any changes, it's just that your understanding of magic is too backward. I have suspected that maybe it's the world's fault."