Half-elf Notebook

Chapter 219 The Other Side

The royal capital of Capavia, Paracelsus Academy.

In the reception room provided by the college, Mela, whose long hair was as dazzling as flowing gold, was sitting on the sofa, sipping the black tea in the white porcelain cup in her hand.

Elegant and calm.

Her maid stood silently behind the sofa.

She didn't know what the mistress was waiting for, nor did she know what the college receptionist who had just left was going to confirm. She was just following the manners of a maid and doing what she should do.

Keep quiet and provide thoughtful service when the hostess needs it.

The tea in the cup was obviously inferior to the black tea specially purchased and supplied to the royal family.

Even if it comes from the tea used for receptions at the Paracelsus Academy.

However, the princess did not have any dissatisfaction with this. She just quietly drank the tea with a faint fragrance, waiting for the answer she wanted.

And the wait won't take long...

As the silence in the room was broken, a series of orderly and cautious knocks were heard on the door of the reception room.

The knocking stopped, but the other party did not push the door open rashly, as if waiting for the person inside to respond.

"Philippines"

Meira called the maid's name softly, and without any words, the excellent maid immediately understood what she meant.

He was a man with a thin face, wearing a standard magician's robe, but his pointed wizard hat was humbly held in his arms.

A certification badge of the Magicians Association with a silver background and green patterns is pinned on his left chest, indicating his identity.

He is a high-level magician.

However, at this moment, when the magician faced the princess on the seat, his face was full of nervousness and respect. His brown eyes kept dodging, but he did not dare to look Mela in the eye.

He first bowed to Meera, then hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. We have carefully checked the list of all the apprentices who have participated in the test until today. There is no woman named Ina West who has participated or been tested..."

The man didn't say anything else.

Today was the last day of entrance exams for Paracelsus Academy, and his meaning was obvious.

Then, the magician was greeted with the same silence.

The princess did not say anything, but just looked at the half of the amber-colored black tea left in the white porcelain cup.

The man stood aside patiently, even though he was a high-level magician and a qualified teacher at the first academy in the kingdom.

He had no choice but to wait patiently, not daring to rush in the slightest.

After dozens of seconds, Meila suddenly sighed:

"never mind."

She placed the delicate teacup back on the porcelain plate, stood up, and turned her gaze to the somewhat embarrassed magician:

"Thank you for agreeing to my unreasonable request."

"It's our honor." The man replied quickly.

As a teacher, he dare not use the term "college" as an alternative.

At first glance, there is no difference between "we" and "college", and most of the time they do mean the same thing.

But using them for representation is something completely different.

"We" refers only to those involved in the reception.

The "College" includes Dean Hercules.

As a magician, Egger Hercules had no reason to be humble to the royal family.

This extremely powerful and unique magician has never leaned towards any faction, and he has also unconsciously conveyed this impression to others.

Men are naturally cautious in this regard.

Especially when dealing with the royal family and nobles.

He didn't want any rumors that were unfavorable to the image of Dean Hercules to spread from him.

He gave up his seat and respectfully watched Meera and the maid leave.