City of Swords and Flowers, Inner City.

In the academy filled with the fragrance of roses, the dean, who was dressed like a lady, was immediately alerted. She traveled in a gorgeous chariot and soon met her outstanding students.

Medisa.

At first glance, she looks almost the same as when she left not long ago, but if you take a closer look, you can see that this girl has a restrained spirit, a slender waist, and a huge amount of strength in her arms.

It really feels like a breakthrough.

It was impossible for the defenders to panic and report.

only,

"Why have you been promoted to the fourth level? Do you feel any discomfort?"

Breakthroughs are something to be happy about.

But it's not necessarily worth being happy about.

Medisa is a student she values ​​​​very much. Among the Rose Academy students who have graduated in recent years, she is the best one. The only pity is that Medisa's family is only a small aristocracy, not a big one. If it were a big one,

As the eldest daughter of a noble family, her family can provide her with a four-awake awakening ceremony, so there is no need for Medisa to do it herself.

If you fight hard and serve as an envoy to enter the new world, you will face considerable dangers. However, as long as you earn enough benefits for the oasis, the envoy himself can also receive considerable rewards.

A set of rituals for the four awakenings is enough.

This kind of ritual can not only greatly increase the probability of awakening and avoid death on the spot after failure, but also ensure that the awakening process will not be eroded by too much mystery.

In other words, the pollution level did not increase too much after awakening.

Only in this way will we have the opportunity to sprint towards the Commander-level and Throne-level in the future.

And Medisha has now awakened on her own, and is no longer human. However, if the erosion is too serious, she will stop being inhuman in this life. Although it is not bad, Dean Rose still feels a little regretful.

Seeing the dean arriving, Medisha first performed a student salute and then said:

"I got some opportunities in Blue Star... that is, that world, and was lucky enough to be promoted to the fourth level. If I feel unwell... I probably don't. I'm in good spirits now~"

Medisa flipped her hair and looked down at the toes of her shoes, trying to be cute.

Seeing her like this, she looked quite normal and didn't have any symptoms of going crazy under high pollution. Dean Rose was a little relieved.

Could it be that this child was lucky and did not suffer too much pollution during his sleep?

"Come with me and test your pollution status."

"Oh oh..."

After more than a hundred years of operation and development, the City of Sword Flowers has a rich heritage and a complete range of facilities, rituals, and props. It has already had its own training system.

At this time, Medissa followed the dean to a place full of flowers.

All kinds of flowers are in full bloom here, arranged in circles, vaguely sketching out wonderful lines.

Ritual pattern!

Medisha knew that this was the most advanced of the several pollution level testing rituals at Rose Academy and the most accurate test results.

She has only heard about it and has never been here.

At the dean's signal, she stood obediently on the only open space among the tight clusters of flowers.

I am quite confident in myself.

My mind is exceptionally clear. In the past, I would occasionally feel dizzy and hear phantom sounds. After four sleeps, these symptoms have never appeared. It is possible that my level of pollution is even lower than before I woke up.

Seeing that Medisa had stood still, calm and meditative, Dean Rose nodded slightly. At her instruction, the deacon here took out a tube of injection and carefully poured a drop of wine-red liquid into the flower cluster.

in an instant,

In the ritual flower cluster, the half-opened or bud-shaped flowers bloomed one after another at this moment, extending like dominoes, and at the same time, there were bursts of invisible power.

The wind blew through Medisa's sleeves and hair.

The fragrance of flowers fills the air, and traces of invisible power penetrate and emerge.

quite a while,

In front of the ritual flower cluster, several symbols light up and bloom with a faint blue light.

It represents a certain number, to a certain extent, and requires someone with special knowledge to interpret it, but whether it is the deacon in charge of the ceremony or Dean Rose himself, they naturally know the meaning of the symbol.

I couldn't help but take a few glances.

Take a few more glances.

Take another look.

The only ones that really lit up were these blue runes and nothing else.

Dean Rose glared, "Are you sure there will be no problem with the ceremony?"

The deacon solemnly said, "Mr. Dean, there must be no problem with the ceremony. It was just used this morning..."

But as he said that, he was a little unsure.

Mr. Dean, face to face, if something goes wrong, his position will not be guaranteed!

The deacon broke out in a cold sweat.

While several people outside the ceremony were wide-eyed and deep in thought, inside the flower ceremony, Medisha waited and waited, but did not receive the news that the 'physical examination was completed'.

Can't help but wonder.

"Master Dean..."

She shouted.

Could it be that there is something wrong? The dean's appearance seems a bit strange.

"Come here, there may be something wrong with the testing ceremony."

Hearing what the dean said, Medisha walked through the flowers on her feet, came to the ritual track, and looked at the mysterious runes in front of her that represented numerical values.

The interpretation seems to mean...

"0.2%?"

It seems, seems, probably, maybe...

"A bit low?"

Hearing Medisa's muttering, the dean glanced angrily, wondering if this was just a bit lowly.

She asked the deacon to check and adjust the ritual again, and then asked Medisha to test it again.

quite a while,

The dean was silent.

"Fanny, go up and test it."

She pointed to an attendant and asked him to come forward.

After a while,

The dean remained silent again, with a hint of excitement in the silence.

Test again! Test again!

Medisha tested it three times. Several people present and even Dean Rose herself went up to test it, confirming that there was no problem with the ritual and that the test results were not wrong.

Then the only truth remains...

"The pollution level of 0.2% is real! Such a pure body has actually appeared!"

She stared at Medisha as if she were looking at a treasure, and her scorching eyes seemed to make her own girl tremble.

It was then that the dean realized that he had lost his temper.

But the excitement is really unbearable.

After being promoted to the non-human level, Medisha's pollution level not only did not increase, but even dropped significantly, to the point where she could be called a pure body. In this way, she, a student, would have a great chance of being promoted to the fifth and sixth awakenings in the future.

If there is one more Liujue, their status and power in the City of Sword Flower will be greatly improved, and the influence of Rose Academy in Sword Flower will also be greatly improved.

More importantly, if Medisha can be as perfect as possible in the process of the fifth awakening and the sixth awakening, there may be some opportunities to impact the myth of the seventh awakening in the future.

If a mythical being can be born, the status of the City of Swords and Flowers will skyrocket and become a super oasis with regional-level influence!

However, that's too far.

Medisa's experience this time was obviously a coincidence. It is uncertain whether her future awakening will be more perfect.

If she wants to cultivate her into a mythical seed, this is not something she can decide alone. She also needs to convince the Dean of Swords and the Dean of Zhan Song.

After restraining some of his excitement, the dean looked at Medisha with a particularly kind expression.

"My child, you are great and the pride of our Rose Academy."

Medisha felt embarrassed when she heard the dean praise her so much.

Scratching her head, she knew how her ultra-low pollution level came from. It had nothing to do with her own efforts. It was entirely because of her instructor.
To be continued...