"Charles, we'll be home tonight, you're going to King's University with me the day after tomorrow, you really don't need to brush it up?" asked Olive as she looked sideways at her brother's expression and asked carefully.

"No, so many years of study have been wasted, what can two days do? Let him go! It's a big deal to study for a year. Charles waved his hand and looked out of the car with interest.

Charles and Olive left Aurelian early in the morning, and while they were resting at the inn, Charles and the others ran into the young knight Veronica again, and after talking to her for a while, Olive brought back bad news.

That's ...... Charles will go with her to the Knight Academy of King's University to participate in the year-end assessment the day after tomorrow, and Charles will probably not pass this assessment.

"Charles ChevalierTM is mentally retarded, how did he get into King's University, and he made it to his junior year?"

Charles wasn't at all impressed by this, but considering that he was not yet twenty years old, it was normal for him to be a college student. And listening to the meaning of Olive Live's words, Xia Le would only go to school once a semester in recent years, and his assessment results were all released by a vice president of the academy named Labrak.

Originally, in another year, Charles would have ended his student career and obtained the title of a graduate of the Knight Academy, but now Labrak was suddenly transferred to Queens College, and the Knight College of King's University belongs to the absolute royal faction, and with the current situation of the Chevalier family, it is difficult not to be targeted, let alone release water.

So Olive proposed to let Charles temporarily review it urgently for the past two days, but Charles refused, he now knows almost nothing about all the subjects in this world except for being able to read, how can he review this?

Olive was also very helpless when she saw her brother depressed, this kind of trivial matter was not a matter at all before, but with the unlucky decline of the families close to the family one after another in recent years, more and more small things have become painless and painless.

Now that the only median-rank transcendent in the family, the Marquis of Lorraine, has also died, the Chevalier family has lost the iconic power of the top nobles, and all kinds of troubles have followed.

Aurelian was a hundred and twenty miles from Nasser, connected by a four-car wide road, and a constant stream of carriages, knights, and civilians walking on their feet mixed with the road, which was not crowded, but it was busy, and required certain skill from the coachman.

But the noble carriage will not consider those third-class commoners, they will only arbitrarily demand that the other party give way to them, and they only need to follow the rules that originated in the Norman Empire, and drive on the left. Note 1.

"Smack!"

The coachman whipped his whip to warn the carriage on the other side to give way, and the carriage on the opposite side obediently pulled over and waited for the Chevalier family to pass before resuming its journey.

Charles saw all this in his eyes, and he also felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The privileges of the aristocracy were everywhere, the top nobles suppressed the ordinary nobles, the ordinary nobles suppressed the entry nobles, and all the nobles joined forces to suppress the third estate.

Charles and Olive are enjoying the dividends of the top nobles at this time, and if the family declines, what will happen to them and their sister?

Charles resounded the song "Long Live Life" by Coldplay in his previous life, and the loss and persistence of King Louis XVI before his execution seemed to be a poignant portrayal of every declining nobleman.

At dusk, the charr finally saw the tall and heavy walls of the imperial capital, Nasser.

The nearly 10-meter-high city wall winds and stretches until it disappears into the twilight in the distance, surrounding the most fertile section of the Nasai River, and after thousands of years of cultivation and development, it has cultivated this "the most brilliant pearl of the mainland".

Although it was already dusk, the gates of Nasser showed no sign of closing, and the bustling crowd of travelers and vehicles crowded the checkpoints at the gates, anxiously waiting for the tax collectors at the gates to calculate the type of carriage and the value of the goods, and then pay the due entry tax.

The Charles, who were nobles and did not carry large quantities of goods, naturally did not have to queue up to pay taxes, and when they entered the city gate through the privileged passage on the left, the cross-flag with bows and swords on a red background and black stripes still caused a little commotion.

"Is the Count Bayonne back?

"Alas, it's a pity for Lord Fani, why didn't he die in Spaya?"

"Shhhh......h

Charles's good hearing collected all the whispers about him, but he was unmoved, just sat in the carriage and watched the crowd outside.

Although the crowd at the gate of Nasser City was crowded in a row, it was faintly divided into several groups, and people like himself in classical Barsac dresses accounted for a very small minority, with a faintly arrogant expression, disdainful of talking and approaching others.

The majority of people wore the abbreviated dress "Frak", who wanted to be close to those who wore the Barsack dress, and despised another group - those who wore tuxedos.

For the first time in the world, Charles had seen a tuxedo.

The appearance of the tuxedo, one of the iconic costumes of modern civilization, represents the gradual "pragmatism" of people's thinking, and with it, the birth of capitalism.

In fact, Charles had learned about the evolution of European clothing in his previous life, and every change in clothing trends would be accompanied by a large-scale social upheaval.

As the cultural exchange center of the mainland, Nasser clothing is bound to be at the forefront of fashion, and now the coexistence of three trends of clothing in the society indicates that social contradictions are about to intensify to the top?

As the horse-drawn carriage drove into the city gate, gas lamps were lit on both sides of the wide streets, and most of the shops and mansions on both sides were lit up, and the prosperity of the civilized capital was blowing in the face.

Seeing this prosperous scene, Xia Er remembered the words of a famous joker in his previous life: "I'd rather read two books in Yanjing than in Xijing 985."

The political center is the center of power, and all the materials, manpower, wealth, and opportunities all converge towards the central city, and then in turn decide the fate of others in the vast land outside the city.

Being able to occupy a place in the center will not only determine your own fate, but also the fate of your own family, and if you are squeezed out of this power center, it will be even more difficult to come back in the future.

After entering Nasser City, the coachman of the charr was a little more restrained, and no longer drove the carriage fast, after all, it was the center of the entire continent, and maybe the old man who walked the bend was the relative of some big man.

The carriage passed through the Fifth Arrondissement and entered an old street, where a mansion was lit in the distance.

"Oh, I'm back, you know, Charles, when I rushed from here to Sbaia a few months ago, I was really afraid that I would never see you again, praise the Goddess, we are back again. ”

"Well, it's back, but Olive and that room...... Isn't it my father's room?"

Charles had excellent eyesight, and from afar he could see a light on the top floor of his three-story villa.

It had always been the private room of Bourmann Chevalier, Marquis de Lorraine, and was not usually entered.

But now the lights are on in the room.