The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 03.10 - Good Sunny Days

Ten minutes later, Xing Mo took Aurora through the maze-like Nevirabeta and arrived at the String Music classroom.

At this point, there was no one in the lecture theater. After all, the internal structure of the magic academy was fairly complex, and first year students had to usually get lost several times before they could finally arrive to class on time.

As this is her fourth year as a student, the magic academy was like a second home to Xing Mo. It was impossible for her to get lost here.

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After they entered the classroom, Xing Mo took Aurora to the back of the lecture theater.

She didn't want to attract attention. After all, she was attending classes just for show. She already mastered the first year's basic courses.

Aurora looked to be full of interest. However, she shouldn't be interested in the class, but rather in how lower life forms acquire knowledge.

The lass gazed at the classroom with wonder, as if a child who came to a flowers and birds shop for the first time.

Batches of new students rushed into the classroom, and the lecture theater was gradually filled.

The new students, dressed in academy uniform, excitedly talked with each other while nervously checking if they brought everything they needed.

After all, being able to study at Nevirabeta was something that every string resonator had been looking forward to since they were little. It was something that ordinary people who couldn't resonate with strings could only envy.

It feels like it was a long time ago since I last sat in a classroom like this...

Xing Mo propped her cheek up with one hand, her black hair spilling onto the desk, and her other cheek puffed up slightly.

At this moment, the bell rang, and Professor Ling walked into the classroom, holding the lesson plan, and stopped in front of the teacher's desk.

Not much taller than Aurora, she was dressed in a long black dress with intricate patterns and adorned with gold chains, and her two small feet were stepping on high heels, allowing her to reach above the desk.

This small teacher looked harmless. But when she scanned the classroom with her blue eyes, the students involuntarily fell silent.

"Headmaster Merlin is away. As such, I will take over String Music for the new students this year."

Ling's voice was low, but her enunciation was particularly clear.

"The couriers should have informed you already that the textbook you need for today is the Art of String Playing. Now open the textbook to page two and read the theoretical foundation for ten minutes. Afterward, we'll have a practical exercise..."

Xing Mo pretended to open the textbook, while Aurora scanned the classroom to see what the small critters were doing.

The little Evil God extended her senses and soon heard whispers in a corner.

"What's the point of such a low-level course? Ha? When I was eight years old, my dad taught me..."

Aurora shared her senses with Xing Mo, then poked her waist and pointed to a side: "I find that guy amusing."

Xing Mo looked in the direction Aurora pointed at and found the speaker to be a boy with brown hair.

He was also dressed in academy uniform, but had a gold badge on his chest, with a sun pattern engraved on it.

"He looks like a noble from the White Tower District." Xing Mo murmured, "I don't really like him."

To be honest, Xing Mo had strong prejudice against nobles. In the past, there were nobles who liked to bully her, speak ill of her, and mock her, saying she wore rags.

Although she ignored it all, but it was normal to feel disgruntled when scolded.

Oh, except Senior Alice. She was also of noble background. But her bearing was very dignified, unlike that of new nobles who became rich overnight after the Steam Revolution.

At this moment, the reading time was over. Professor Ling knocked on the blackboard and said softly: "During the entrance test, you found your resonance string through the String Harp. It is the string that your spiritual force is most suitable to manipulate. But that does not mean it is your sole string."

"For example... let me show you."

Ling fished out her wand from the void. Xing Mo couldn't help but break out in a slight sweat.

Should I say as expected of Professor Ling, who is usually in charge of field courses? She went straight to practical...

Xing Mo recalled her first String Music lesson, when Headmaster Merlin gave a two-hour-long theoretical lecture, nearly lulling her to sleep.

Ling seemed more inclined to have the students learn through practice.

"Suppose I am a two string magic wielder—like most of you—and my resonance string is the string of fire."

Ling waved her wand and played a string in the air, and a fiery red ripple of light spread.

"If two strings of fire are played for a magic, we can only achieve a relatively simple effect."

Ling played another string. Two red ripples collided in the air, and flames condensed into a sword that stabbed toward the other end of the lecture theater—

Buzz—

Everyone in the classroom felt a strong wind blow past over their heads. Xing Mo turned and saw that the sword of fire had pierced the blackboard in the back of the classroom, giving rise to cracks shimmering with red light.

Hey... Professor Ling... shouldn't you be mindful of school property? Xing Mo grumbled in her heart.

The students found the scene before their eyes awesome. They looked excitedly at Professor Ling, their faces filled with admiration.

"This is Lightblade, a two string magic, a relatively basic string of fire technique."

Ling knocked on the blackboard, then continued: "This string technique is in line with the power that two strings should have, but it is relatively simple and can't embody the charm of the String Playing Method."

"String is the fundamental unit that makes up all things. All phenomena in the world—from the flow of air to landslides and tsunamis—derive from the vibration of strings."

"In other words, by playing the strings of things with your wand, you can stir them."

"Every string player should regard themself as a musician. The strings in nature are your instrument. As long as your imagination allows it, you can create the most magnificent symphony in the world."

"For example, if I add a string of wind to the previous two string magic, it will be like this—"

Ling elegantly waved her wand, playing a string of fire and a string of wind respectively.

When the ripples of the strings collided, strong wind and fire gathered at the tip of her wand, and a scorching wind blew through the entire classroom, raising books into the air.

Ling remained calm and composed, using her wand to control the scorching wind. She turned and looked in the direction of a window: "The girl by the window. Yes, you, Ms. Jenny. Please open the window. Thank you."

The freckled girl was startled. She quickly opened the window. Ling walked up to the window and waved her wand toward the outside: "Two string magic, Blazing Cyclone."

The scorching wind composed of flames blew out the window and roared in the air, creating an impressive visual effect.

The students were surprised. Although they had some understanding regarding string magic, but firsthand experience was still quite impactful.

In the entire classroom, only Xing Mo and Aurora remained indifferent.

At least Xing Mo did her best to appear curious, trying to blend in.

Aurora had a "that's it?" expression on her face, as if watching a circus performance.

After the demonstration, Professor Ling returned to the desk, then cleared her throat: "Alright, that's it for the demonstration. Now let's move on to practical exercise. Form groups of two and complete at least one simple string magic release."