"Good day, Master Lin. Your complexion doesn't look great. ”

Bernie greeted him respectfully.

At this moment, he was wearing a green military uniform, and the epaulettes were not the Holy White Feather of the Imperial Regiment, but a hexagonal triangle of metallic beauty, with a horizontal bar and a slash in the middle.

This is the uniform of the Third Military Academy of the Empire, indicating that he is a fourth-year student.

Baron Simon promised him a ticket to the library, and an invitation to the Third Military Academy was personally delivered by him.

"Are you from the Illuminati?" Al, who had not slept all night and had a bad face, freshened up under Cortana's service.

"Sort of. Bernie stood tall and tall.

"It's like when you took this invitation, and you also branded it as the Illuminati. ”

Al nodded, took a sealed pouch, pinched the quantity, and handed it to the mouse brother to bring back the shadow. He handed him a flat, delicate wooden box.

Bernie politely opened it gently, and inside were three light blue dreamlike potions.

"Are you going to the academy today? If you have any little things in the academy in the future, you can leave them to me to do. It's a pleasure to serve you. ”

"Take me there today if you have time. ”

After yesterday's events, Al's desire to find out those secrets became more and more urgent.

"As you wish, my lord. The carriage is ready for you. ”

Almost all of the Academies are located near the city gates, and it is their job to protect the Eternal City and defend against invasions.

More than a month has passed since the New Year, and the new students of the college have already completed their enrollment and started classes.

Bernie led the way in front and entered the academy with an invitation, taking the initiative to help Al with all the chores along the way. As he took the timetable, he whispered to Al.

"My lord, you need to take four or six electives in the course, and if the credits are less than 30 points a year, you will be cleared. Once a course has been selected, it can only be re-selected in the second year. ”

Al glanced at the class schedule and randomly chose professional scholars, pharmacy, botany, ethnology, modern continental history, and philology of the Feron continent.

There are also courses in the Academy of Magic, which is just ridiculously expensive for the course fee, but can't you go if you don't choose Al?

Even if there was an indistinct monster in the shadows, the army of the little rat brothers still obeyed his call.

Then Bernie received the standard uniform, clothes, quilts, and other things, and went to the assigned dormitory.

"My lord, the dormitory of the academy is unified with four people living in the spell-casting profession and the war position, regardless of status. If you're not used to it, I'll try to help you get a dormitory. ”

The college brochure Al also saw that the dormitory mixed living is to enhance the integration of different social circles in the college, and there are dozens of various courses in the college, and it is difficult for people in different courses to have the opportunity to intersect with others. For example, how can these people communicate with each other when they train every day, when scholars read and study every day, and when mages soak in the laboratory.

The dormitory is a natural base, and they are both beginners, so they can supplement each other's gains.

The second is to provide a natural partner to rely on for the weak spellcasting professions and non-combat professions in the early stage. Make them have more options to choose from when solving troubles, ensuring their survival rate. When he grows up, he will feed back to the fighters because of friendship.

A typical way of cultivating the Bright Empire's huddle group beating method.

In an instant, Al understood the unspeakable meaning hidden in it.

As the mage goes farther and farther on the path, he may be tempted by power, he may be intoxicated with truth and knowledge, or he may be lost in exploration.

The people around me don't understand, communicate, understand them at all, tell them how to open the door of another dimension, how to break away from the travel astral realm, and discuss what the stars are?

This is the confusion of many mages, and it is also the origin of fallen mages, who have no attachment and no nostalgia. Feelings are apathetic and withdrawn, and over time, without the concept of friendship, relatives, country, honor, go further and further away, detached from society and the country.

After the legend, the mages all hid in their own mage towers, doing their own research in the half-plane and pursuing their dreams.

However, the destructive power of these people is huge and uncontrollable.

A fifth-level mage can blast open the gates of a county with a fireball technique, and a twelfth-level mage can dominate a war of five thousand people.

In doing so, the Imperial College quietly creates deep emotional memories for them, deepens their humanity, puts a shackle on them, and creates feelings and a sense of belonging to their country and hometown.

These restraints are all growing subtly, forming wisps of cobwebs to tie them up, which is more powerful and stronger than the ninth-level magic and the memory weaving that tampered with memories.

You can't do it unless you have an imperial mind.

Al is becoming more and more curious about what kind of powerful man Ernest II is.

Although the Third Imperial Academy ranked last, because it was open to merchants, middle animals, and commoners, it had the most talents and the most abundant funds.

It is said to be a dormitory with four people, but each of them has a spacious room.

There was only one person sleeping in the room, and when I saw that a new person came in, I happily greeted me because there was another person in the dormitory.

"Hi, I'm Amo, a third-level mage. Our roommate also has a Tern out for training, a fifth-level warrior, a special guest student, oh, he is very good, and he is not bad. ”

"One is Pullman the Fat Man, who, like me, is a little mage, but he doesn't have a good temper. What about you?"

"I'm Lin, a scholar. ”

"Wow, I've only heard of the profession of a scholar and I've never seen it, you must be the young master of some aristocratic family, only they will take up this profession. ”

"Sort of, Amo. Where's my room?"

"There, the innermost part, the light is not very good, no way, you're the last one to come in. You can familiarize yourself with it first, I did a night of experiments yesterday and need to catch up on sleep. ”

"Good dreams, Amo. ”

Al entered the room, it was indeed not very well lit, and it was still early, Bernie stepped forward and whispered.

"My lord, I know that Turn, it's from the civilian area, I'll go find him and exchange it for you. ”

It's just a place to rest, and he won't be able to live long.

"No need, you go, I want to be quiet for a while. ”

"Yes, my lord, if you have any other orders, you can find me in the third dormitory building opposite. ”

The dust in the room rolled up without any wind, and the bucket and rag were picked up and cleaned by the invisible minions. The activation rope drilled out of Al's hand, weaving a comfortable chair for Al to live in.

He'd already spotted the place when he came in, and there was no protective barrier.

"Establishment Mission: Hack into the unit's dormitory building and gather information. ”

Since yesterday, Al has become more manipulative of the power of shadows, and his shadow spells have become more erratic and elusive.

The departing rat brother walked in the shadows, like a hazy shadow.