The unit of time used by Asawyon is roughly the same as the world in which Ian lived in the previous life, but the number of days in the years and months varies. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's not like the Earth, which has 365 days a year, and it pops up every four years for 366 days, and every month it varies by 30 or 31 days. Each year is only 336 days, and although it is also divided into 12 months, the month is exactly 4 weeks and 28 days.

It is not like on Earth, where the time of the sun rises in the east and sets in the west depending on the season. Here, every day the sun rises at 6 o'clock and sets at 6 p.m., without exception.

From the perspective of Ian's 16 years of living here, the time of this world is too precise, not like a product of nature, but as if it was deliberately arranged by some existence with a "cleanliness fetish".

It's a pity that for Ian now, there is not much point in exploring this, and the most important thing at the moment is still to find the girl named Lilith.

On Sunday morning, Ian was doing his daily scheduled morning workout.

After a day of rest at home, he finally calmed down his imbalance a little.

Phil was not wrong before, Ian's mentality is indeed extremely problematic.

He takes his weight too seriously and blames himself for everything.

Although he can still maintain a certain degree of sanity, but with that mentality against the enemy, I am afraid that ten out of ten percent of his strength can only be exerted seventy percent.

In the words of the girl with facial paralysis, compared to the capable, Ian's current strength is roughly above the middle and at the bottom of the embarrassing position.

If it weren't for the sword intent of the saint who could restrain the mental image that had not yet been condensed, I am afraid that some middle- and lower-level capable people with strange mental images would also be able to make him unable to eat and walk around.

If he cuts off thirty percent because of his mood problems, then even if he finds Lilith, facing the Pansemo who should have evolved into a great demon, although he will not lose, he will not necessarily be able to kill the other party.

Great Demon, that's not something that has little combat power to speak of.

Thinking of this, Ian shook his head with a wry smile, and in line with the intention of practicing one more day, he put the "make-up class" on the agenda again. He knew that only by crossing that portal openly and honestly could he truly gain a firm foothold in the strong rank.

In the face of some emergency situations, it will also be more calm.

At 10 a.m., Ian slowly put away the long sword in his hand, he had to rest first, and later he had to go to Albert College in Uptown.

In fact, as a boarding college, Albert allows students to stay home on weekends.

After all, most of the students in the academy are nobles, and there are always some nobles who belong to the nobility, and the future capable people are not ordinary soldiers, so they do not have to be subject to pure military management.

However, due to some personal reasons, there are always some students who stay at the academy on weekends. For example, Miss Camilla, who was exported by her father's gambling and didn't really want to live at home for a short time.

So according to the agreement, he was going there to join Camilla.

After eating lunch alone, after a moment of hesitation, Ian still put on his usual black trench coat.

Now that Camilla already knows, there's no need to hide it too much. There are many trench coats of this style, and if you haven't really had close contact with him, I'm afraid few people will speculate about his "fake" identity through this dress. And after that day, he also asked Fei'er and learned that the people who knew about the existence of the Black Sword Saint were only a few after all.

With that in mind, Ian walked downstairs. After saying hello to the mother in the store, she said that there was a party in the evening under the guise of Alvin, and then stepped out of the house.

Along the way, there were noticeably more guards patrolling the streets than before, and even some capable people could be seen taking on the role of captains of patrol guards. And the inspection process when entering the upper city is much stricter than the last time. The entire Northern Regions seemed to have entered a state of imminent war overnight, which couldn't help but make some sensitive civilians gasp for breath.

It can be seen that although it is not known how Fei'er informed Archduke Lanceveen of the seriousness of the situation in the name of the Black Sword Saint, the Grand Duke obviously believed this information and took relevant measures. This made Ian, who was quite remorseful in his heart, feel a little relieved. At least the upper echelons already knew that danger was imminent.

Not long after entering Uptown, he easily found the famous Albert College.

Truth be told, it would be a real wonder if you couldn't find such a sprawling academy that occupies nearly a fifth of Uptown.

The architecture of the entire college is close to the Gothic style of Ian's previous life. The main characteristics of this style are in harmony with the world's evaluation of the aristocracy of the able, the same exaltation, the same mystery and weirdness, and the same supernatural strange power.

Unfortunately, even on weekends, the academy is still not open to outsiders like Ian. After being politely rejected by the guards outside the academy, the silver-haired boy who felt pity had no choice but to lean in front of the academy gate, quietly looking at the situation in the academy through the fence, waiting for Camilla to come out of it.

Fortunately, the eldest lady didn't make Ian wait too long. After a while, she pulled a brown-haired girl out of the side door of the academy.

"Ian!" After looking around, Camilla immediately spotted the silver-haired boy leaning against the statue in front of the academy, she immediately waved at Ian, and ran forward with small steps: "Sorry to keep you waiting." ”

"It's nothing, I've just arrived. Ian also greeted him, then turned his gaze to look at the slightly familiar brown-haired girl behind him: "This should be your Seran Senpai." ”

"Well, yes, she just happened to come to see me at the academy. Camilla nodded, turned to the girl with short brown hair and introduced, "Sister Selan, this is Mr. Ian." ”

Then Camilla turned sideways, walked behind Ian, and whispered, "Ian, apart from your identity, I have already told Sister Seran everything else. ”

"Understood. Ian whispered back, and turned his gaze to Seran, who looked a little hesitant.

The brown-haired girl was visibly stunned at first sight of Ian, then frowned slightly, and hesitantly stepped forward to greet him, "Hello, Mr. Ian." I'm Ceran, a third-year student at Albert College, Camilla's senpai, and thank you for your willingness to be our escort on this trip. Camilla has told me a few things, but I didn't expect you to look so young. ”

"Hello, Miss Ceran. Ian smiled unhesitantly, "Don't worry, I'll keep you and Camilla safe today." ”

He knew that he was young after all, and anyone who saw such a young man acting as his protector would always have some doubts in his heart, so he didn't care about the other party's distrust at the moment.

"Don't worry, Sister Sailan. Camilla also saw Selan's hesitation, and she leaned in and grabbed Selan's arm.

"Ian is Phil's exclusive escort, and if it weren't for special reasons, Phil wouldn't be willing to let him protect us. ”

"Huh, is that so?" Sensing that Camilla seemed to have great trust in the silver-haired boy, Seran was slightly stunned in her heart, and she turned her gaze to Ian again, and after a moment of hesitation, finally decided to believe Camilla's words.

"I'm sorry, but I shouldn't have questioned your age. Then I'll leave it to you this time. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's reasonable that you'll have some doubts. Ian smiled and shook his head, "So where is our first stop?" The farewell will be in the evening, and it's only noon, so you must have other places you want to go before then." ”

"Yes. "We're going to go downtown." ”