Chapter 896： Gakuin-ri

In the afternoon, the sun shone brightly on the square, the metal emblem on the top of the main teaching building shone brightly in the sunlight, and Fendil walked among the students who rushed to class, and walked with everyone to the main building The long, gentle ramp, he was wearing a new uniform of the Imperial College non-commissioned officer. The decorative thin chain near the collar of the uniform and the copper buttons on the clothes shone in the sun.

Among the students coming and going on the ramp, some were wearing "uniforms for uniforms" similar to him, imitating regular military uniforms, and others were wearing uniforms from other colleges-scholars were asked to stand tall and proudly walk in this empire In the highest school, there are young people like Fendil, middle-aged people with gray hair, and even old people with wrinkles on their faces.

"You finally chose the non-commissioned officer department," Eleven's voice came from the side. "I thought you would try the magical branch system at least before this winter ..."

Fendil turned around and glanced at the son of the Grand Prince of the Western Realm wearing a magical uniform. The new blue uniform with mechanical and magic symbols made this old friend who had been angry with books for many years. Sven made a few points.

"Your new uniform is not bad," Fendil said with a smile, and then shook his head a bit self-deprecatingly, "I still forget ... I know where I am enlightened and where I can't be cured. If you are Let me use magic to fight humans, that's okay, or less advanced knowledge of mathematics is okay, but you let me deal with the machine ... I would rather go hunting on the ice field. The aunt must have known this when he sent me At one point, she did n’t ask me to take a mechanical course ... "

Elivine looked at him for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly: "... I always appreciate your optimism."

"Haha ... don't be so serious, I don't want to see you become a nerd when I graduated as an alternate officer," Fendil laughed. "You already have this tendency!"

Eliven was obviously too lazy to ignore the not-so-savvy sense of humor of the Northland heir. He just thought about it seriously and sighed: "Now, we have fewer opportunities to meet with Film-shadow Almost all of the companies in the industry are busy alone. "

"... We have our own things to do after all," Fendil said, shaking his head. "But now it's too early to say-we just have more academic work than before, and we haven't had to go to the army yet. Or when the Office of Government Affairs assumes its responsibilities, there are still at least two years of good college life waiting for us-before that, we can also go to the film company as much as possible. "

"Also," Elivin nodded and glanced at the scholars coming and going up and down the slope-whether he was a formal student wearing a branch uniform or a freshman wearing a basic uniform, what he saw Every face is confident and proud, which makes him not only think about it, "Filme told me before that he had a wish, he hoped that until the shadow play gradually matured, more and more people After accepting and recognizing this new thing, a special subject was created, like scholars teaching in Imperial College, to teach others how to make magical plays, how to perform, how to create ... "

"He really has some original ideas," Fendilton said with a hint of surprise, "I haven't thought about these!"

"Yeah, no one has ever done something like this ... A lot of knowledge is passed on by family or by masters and disciples, but Film seems to think that they should be organized systematically like the knowledge in the college ..." Yi Levine said, shrugging, "Maybe he can succeed?"

"... If there is such a day, maybe he will become a person more famous than you and me. A few years later, his portrait may even be hung on the wall of some teaching buildings-just like the father of the magic net or The same as Ravenkes. "

Ileven thought of the scene, and suddenly couldn't help laughing. At this moment, several figures in freshman uniforms appeared at the end of the ramp, attracting the attention of him and some nearby students.

Fendil also quickly saw those figures-they have men and women, they all looked the same age, and their better image and inadvertent words and deeds showed their extraordinary origins. Together, apart from the temperament, it looks not much different from the other students in this college. However, an observer who is good at observation will easily see that they are not well integrated into the surrounding atmosphere: they talk to each other , A little nervous about the surroundings, and the students passing by them occasionally show a sense of distance.

This is not obvious, but enough to attract Fendil's attention.

"Ah, it's those foreign students from Tifeng ..." the heir to the north border whispered, "I have some impression of the girl named Dana ..."

"Hey-you don't seem to be a qualified noble to speak."

"Where do you want to go? I just help the other person to point the way," Fendil immediately distinguished his innocence. "You know, these international students from Tifeng are our" key care subjects. "

"These Tifeng people always seem too tight-no one here repels them," Elivine shook his head. "Keeping this state, it's not so easy for them to complete their next studies."

"So at this time we need 'hosts' to express our kindness to these strangers," Fendil laughed, patted Eleven's shoulder, and then walked towards those Tifeng students. Come on, we should say hello to these new students-let them know that the Cecilians are also well-rounded. "

"Say hello?" Eleven whispered just before he saw his friend walked straight over. He stayed behind and looked at this scene helplessly. After a few seconds, he still sighed and stepped up.

Should say hello.

After all ... to have a good relationship with these noble children from Tifeng and bring them to the prosperous world of Cecil is also his and Fendil's mission in this college.

...

A pair of light gray eyes was hidden in the shadow of the gallery column, carefully watching what happened on the courtyard ramp, and after a long observation, the master of these eyes withdrew their eyes.

A little childish figure with gray hair and grey eyes was hiding behind the shadow of the pillar. She sat down on a circle of the pedestal, placed the textbook on her knees, and spread out a half-written letter. A little bit of it was written to be sent to the distant place: "... this is indeed an incredible city, it is larger than the gray elf king city, all buildings are very high, and almost all buildings are very new ...

"It ’s not as lacking trees as I thought at the beginning-although humans often cut their plants to expand their cities, there are still shades everywhere in this city, most of them are Druids living in this city. I planted them, and the Druid apprentices in the college have an important internship course to conserve the plants in the city ...

"The druids here are different from other places. There are a lot of druids here, but only a small part are the kind of" standard druids "that really master magic. Most of the rest are actually through alchemy potions and magic terminal Alchemists who come to 'cast spells' are equally respected, especially in the alchemy factory ...

"There are people everywhere, there are Cecil people, there are people from the north or the hometown, and there are Tifeng people ... Tifeng ’s international students are very prominent in this 'Imperial College', they are always Tiffin's emblem will be worn on the most obvious part of the body. Although this will keep some Cecil people away from them or attract unnecessary attention, they still do so.

"... Everyone here is immersed in knowledge, and learning is the most important thing--prioritizing all the concepts of identity, status, race, and rich and poor, because no one has the power to pay attention to other things, countless new things here. Can firmly grasp the hearts of every scholar. Of course, there is also an important reason because the learning order and assessment here are really strict. Scholars who teach knowledge are directly responsible for a department in the government office. They are not responsible for any. The students are kind, even the heirs of the Duke ...

"... Ah yes, mother, the Tifeng people I mentioned just now are very hard-working. Apart from the dormitory cafeteria and classroom, they have hardly socialized or go out, which is why they are so prominent here. One-Although everyone is very hard, they are too hard. But today I saw the heirs of the North Duke and the West Duke greet the Tifeng students, and the Tifeng people seem to be very good ...

"Of course I am also trying to make friends, although ... there is only one friend. She is called Pea, and although her name is a little strange, she is a big man-her father is the naval marshal of the Cecil Empire! And Pea has a magic The magic device can replace her speech and perceive the surrounding environment ...

"... By the way, I also met an incredible teacher. He is a pure energy creature. People respectfully call him" Master Kamel ", but when I first saw it, I was shocked. Jump ... but rest assured, mother, I haven't done anything rude ...

"I'm living very well here, you don't have to worry about it, and ..."

A shadow suddenly came over from the side, and the gray elf girl who was writing down was startled and immediately blocked her hand on the stationery—she also shuddered with her naked eyes, and her long, soft gray hair appeared a little fluffy.

And a slightly unemotional female voice that seemed to be synthesized by a machine sounded almost at the same time: "Ah, Mei Li! You are hiding behind the pillar again!"

The gray elf girl called Meili raised her head and saw that there was a pea standing next to her, which made her visibly relieved, but her hand was still blocking the stationery on her knee, and at the same time whispered in a slender voice: " I am writing……"

The next second she heard her new friend who hadn't met for a long time crackling and said: "Write a letter? Who is it to? The family? Over the tribe of Ogure? Ah, yes, I shouldn't ask. These, this is privacy-sorry, you just do n’t say it. I have n’t written a letter for a long time. The last time I wrote to Dad was the Recovery Festival ... but there is a magic net newsletter, who still writes Believe it, there is a connection on the north coast ... When can the Ogure tribe be able to communicate directly with Cecil, I heard that you have already begun to build the magic net on your side? "

The pea's voice crackled like a bean, and Meli Baizhi was instantly shocked by the momentum of the language, and could not insert a word from beginning to end, until the other party finally came to an end, the gray elf girl finally The opportunity to speak, the voice is lower than before: "I am writing to my mother ..."

Then she waited another two seconds before continuing: "The Ogure tribe is also building the magic net ... it's my mother's responsibility."

"Is it?" Pea suddenly appeared surprised, followed by admiration, "Ah ... also, your mother is the leader of the gray elves, and it was the earliest to expand trade and introduce technology with Xijing, even me Dad said he admired your mother very much. He said that the north is full of stubborn stones. If those stones can have half of your mother ’s insight and intelligence, everything he does there will be at least a hundred times easier ... "

"I am afraid that the" stone "said by Lord Byron is not just stone ..." the gray elf Meli Baizhi reminded in a small voice, but her low voice was quickly overshadowed by the crackling words behind the peas.

But she did not feel any frustration or annoyance-she was used to this situation.

Probably, this is why they can become friends.

...

"Academic life ... looks a little envious."

Amber sat on the high fence, looking at the courtyard in front of the castle-like main building of the Imperial College. Looking at the students who were immersed in the best years of the world, they couldn't help but murmur with emotion.

Her legs protruded outside the wall, dangling in the air, it seemed quite comfortable.

A figure appeared beside her like a ghost, and turned into a bald man with a scar on his face: "Boss, do you want to go to school?"

"What kind of school do I seem to be able to enroll in? I'm also a lecturer!" Amber immediately glared at his deputy. "Don't talk nonsense, tell the truth."

"It has been investigated. One of the international students is definitely a spy. There are two other suspects. The others are okay," Scarface Anton was reprimanded. He immediately became serious and began to report seriously. We have fixed the communication channels of the three people, and the 'Magic' special team is trying to do something without disturbing them. The other batches of international students have no problem, including the focused Dana-- She is indeed the gold of an earl of Tifeng. Her innocent identity is no problem. The previous active contact with Fendil Wilde was not a conspiracy. It should be simply a bad brain. "

"It's not bad ... Tifeng people are indeed for knowledge. They are not stupid enough to waste all their valuable academic opportunities on useless espionage. You target those people, whether they are spies or not. Suspected spy, if you have a chance to rebel, do it. Do n’t alarm your target if you have no chance, just keep monitoring. In the future, it will be a baby. When the sleeper evacuated before, we lost some of the manpower placed in Tifeng You have to find a way to get back ... "

Scarface Anton nodded: "I understand, boss."

Amber waved her hand, and Anton disappeared silently on the surrounding wall, then she cast her eyes on the courtyard again and sighed softly:

"Academic life ..."