The news of the death of the Emperor of the Western Empire did not make any waves in the academy city, and everything was business as usual.

Although the general environment remained the same, the last three days of the eight-day long holiday were quite annoying for Harold.

Every three months, on the 18th of the month, the real estate agency will send someone to put a slip on the door of the house, which requires the rent to be paid within a week, and this month is the month when the rent should be paid.

Thanks to College City's well-developed trust business, Harold was able to get the keys to the house and sign a lease agreement through a real estate agency without meeting the landlord.

According to the information on the agreement at the time, this relatively remote two-story building was the property of a nun. Because of the reason of going out to study, the information about renting the house was hung on the information board of the real estate agency, and Harold took a fancy to it more than a year ago and rented it.

At noon on November 19, 1132, after paying the rent at the real estate agency, on the way back, Harold estimated the cash on hand, and if nothing else, he was about to experience the abject poverty of eating black bread with dried fish every day.

"Life is so cruel, we have to find a way to alleviate it." Harold thought to himself, and he looked around to see what suitable short-term jobs were available.

"Young man, young man! Please pause. ”

There was such a shout behind him.

Harold turned around, only to see a middle-aged fat uncle running towards him with all his might, and he was out of breath.

Harold frowned slightly, and he only asked briefly, "What's the matter?" ”

The fat uncle breathed a sigh of relief and looked Harold up and down, a bright smile blooming on his chubby face.

"Yes, it's so suitable! Are you interested in making some money yet, just one afternoon. ”

Harold's eyes lit up, and he spoke more: "Huh? What is the job? Where to do it? ”

"It's hard to explain here now, just follow me, go over there." The fat uncle pointed out a direction.

Now there is no hurry to go home, Harold follows the fat uncle all the way.

Not far from the place where Harold and the fat uncle were talking, a mother and son were talking.

"Mommy, Mommy! The fat uncle only said two words just now, why did that beautiful big sister follow him? The child asked in a milky voice.

"That's not something kids should ask! Ask more, and I won't buy you candy. The mother immediately refused to answer, and then she muttered in a low voice: "The little girl now really does not know how to respect herself."

After about fifteen minutes, in a new, soon-to-be-opened clothing store, Harold picked up a pair of women's cream-white lace stockings with one hand, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you really want to do such a thing?" ”

The person Harold asked about was an uncle with a big belly peculiar to middle-aged people, who rubbed his hands together and smiled like a fat weasel he saw.

The uncle said, "Yes, yes." ”

"But I'm a man!"

Hearing Harold answer like this, the uncle was stunned, but he didn't stay stunned for long, and quickly replied firmly: "Man?!" There is nothing wrong with the man. ”

Harold stared down at the white stockings he was pinching in his hands, and he rubbed his fingertips against the silky feel on the surface of the stockings.

He suddenly felt that this thing felt fine to the touch, and if it was really put on his lap, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

"Forget it, I'm not interested." Harold made a decision right away, he put down his stockings and walked out of the clothing store without looking back.

"Hey, as long as you're willing to be a Kanban girl for an afternoon in my newly opened clothing store, I'll give you an extra thirty percent." The middle-aged uncle shouted very sincerely.

"Lao Tzu is a man! Not interested in women's clothing. "Harold kept on his feet and went farther and farther away.

"I don't care if you're a man or a woman, it's the same for both men and women with such looks. Give an extra fifty percent, do you want to do it?! ”

"Uh........" Harold paused.

The uncle owner of the clothing store looked happy when he saw Harold stop.

Unexpectedly, Harold suddenly trotted into the crowd, and his shout came from afar: "Don't do it, you can keep it for yourself!" ”

In just a few seconds, Harold's figure melted into the crowd and disappeared.

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In a remote alley in College City, three people are facing each other.

It's a one-on-two situation, with two people standing side by side, blocking the other's path in this deep, narrow alley.

All three of them were dressed in regular clothes and hoods, and it was impossible to tell what kind of identity the three people were.

It's just that the one who stands in the way wears a blue hood, and the one who gets in the way wears a white hood.

"Rohik Carion, a third-year student at the St. Phelan School of Magic, specializes in fire magic. Unfortunately, your fire magic is difficult to exert in such a confined environment. The shorter blue hood spoke.

"Your intelligence is accurate and your analysis is quite reliable."

"Since you know this, then obediently hand over the things and save the hardship." The taller one also spoke.

"Oh? I'd like to test your skills as a reserve of Punishment Knights. Roshik Carian replied.

Immediately, he recited a mantra in his mouth.

"O Lord of Fire, call on the fire of hell in my name....."

"You're crazy, you won't be able to clean it up with the 'Fire Storm' here."

Roshik ignored the shouts of the two men, and continued to read: "Burn the enemy in front of me......"

"Use the magic enchantment, use the enchantment quickly."

The two blue hoods crouched down together, their hands pressed to the ground, and together they used a magical barrier, but they couldn't be sure if the barrier they were forced to use would protect against the explosion of the "Fire Storm".

"Excommunication! Storm of Fire! ”

With the last bang, a wave of heat hit his face, causing his eyes to close instinctively, but then there was no explosion, but the tall blue hood felt his shoulder being stepped on.

The two opened their eyes one after another, only to find that Rosicker had already run four or five meters.

"Wall of Fire!"

A wall of flames burned in the narrow alleyway passage, separating the two from Rohik.

"Oh~, this is the level of the future eagle dog of the Holy See. Rektaran also asked me not to despise you, it seems that he has been wearing glasses for a long time and is also dazzled. Rohik's tone was unusually arrogant, but he had a reason to be arrogant.

Roshik uses the high-level fire spell "Fire Storm" to limit the flow of mana factors to a minimum, even to create only heat waves without fire explosions.

Then he instantly struck a wall of flames.

It can be seen that this person's level of control over magic magic is very high.

Rohik took advantage of the void dispersed by the wall of flames to temporarily escape his pursuers. He ran through the streets for more than ten minutes to the park in the center of the academy city, ignoring the sign that said "Temporarily closed park", and went straight over the wall into the park, which was also his destination.

At this time, it was afternoon, but there was a thick fog in the park, and the sun was still bright outside the park, but at this time, it was dusk inside the park in the center of the city, and the atmosphere was very strange.

A small fireball rose from Rossick's palm, barely illuminating the path through the fog.

"Smack", Roshik felt his shoulder be slapped by someone behind him, and he hit a spirit, almost slapping the small fireball in his hand.

"Don't be nervous, it's me!" Roshik turned around and lit up the visitor's face with a small fireball in his hand.

The man was wearing glasses, with a thin face, a tall and thin build, and a little bookish.

"Ryktaran. You guy knows that I'm afraid of the dark, and you deliberately scare me, and it's really a bad eye. ”

Ryktaran shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ha, if I don't stop you in time, I'm afraid you'll run like a hamster in the dim environment." ”

Roshik was a little embarrassed, and he diverted the subject: "Anyway, is there anyone else who has arrived besides us?" ”

"I guess everyone else is done on the way, after all, the Deleosa Academy has sent more than three times as many people as us."

(Deliosa Academy: An academy in the academy city that trains talents for the Knights of Discipline.) ）

Rektaran smiled a little, and he continued, "But it doesn't matter anymore, we won this bet. His Holiness the Pope himself is a witness, and the Legasa Academy must make concessions to us. ”

The two walked forward side by side, and at this moment a figure appeared in the distance from the fog, he was also one of the people wearing a blue hooded cloak, but only stood motionless by the side of the park path, as if it were a statue.

Rohik pointed at the motionless person, smiled and said to Ryktaran, "This is the unlucky guy who fell for your imprisoned magic, how many people on the other side have fallen for your magic?"

"There are six of them, all of them recruited in this park."

"Your magic is still as sharp as before, the 'Star Chain' that can completely lock the enemy's actions, combined with the 'Mist' magic, if you encounter a large number of enemies, you can break them one by one in the fog. When you encounter a powerful opponent, you can also deal with him in the fog. ”

Rektaran pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose, he just shook his head slightly: "If the opponent is a very terrifying being, with the ability to lock your position when the vision is obscured, and strike quickly, the 'Mist' magic will have no effect on him, and the 'Star Chain' may not have a chance to use it." ”

"How is that possible? Didn't the President also say that when you were a child, you studied stealth and stealth with a Master Assassin? I won't be able to spot you in the fog anyway. ”

Rektaran turned his head, his blue eyes looking directly at Rohik through the lenses, but Rohik felt that he was staring at someone else instead of himself, and he said, "What if anyone could tell where I am by the sound of my breathing and heartbeat?" ”

Rohik was taken aback, and he questioned with doubt: "Is such a person still human?" I heard that some spells unique to the orc race can improve body functions and strengthen the five senses, but they are not so strong as to be so unbelievable. ”

"Just kidding." Rektaran turned his head again, staring blankly ahead. "I'm planning ahead. Come to think of it, if there is such a person, and he happens to be a potential possible obstacle in my way, it is indeed ....."

Ryktaran paused.

"Pretty tricky."