The biggest place Norman has ever been to in his life is Cárdenas, which he thinks is extremely prosperous, but it was only after arriving at Nicaro that he realized what true prosperity was like.

Sitting in a "stylish" open-top carriage, he walked down the streets of Nicaro, with Bazze sitting in front of him and Norman in the back, his eyes unbridled to store everything.

Small two- and three-story buildings abound, and in contrast to the small buildings of Cárdenas that were only used for residential purposes, the houses of Nicaro were much more beautiful, many of them with fashionable spires, while in Cárdenas this kind of costly styling was usually only done by churches and aristocrats. Moreover, compared to Cárdenas, the exterior walls of these houses are also much more beautiful, no urine stains, clean and smooth, basically solid color, and occasionally there are walls that are not solid color, and there are people with paint on them that are incomprehensible.

"It's called graffiti, it's an art. ”

This is how Lancelot explained the incomprehensible pattern, and of course, Norman did not appreciate it, and he felt that if he had to choose, he would prefer to see the nude body of a beautiful woman like Yuna.

There were many people in the city, there was traffic control, and the horse-drawn carriage could no longer run as unscrupulously as in the suburbs, so they could only move forward slowly, and after a long time, they finally arrived at their destination, Mannheim Academy in the south of the city.

It was also Norman's first glimpse of what a real house was like.

The gate was large enough to accommodate four of their carriages in parallel, and it was open at the moment, and inside was a huge statue.

The statue is an old man in a robe looking ahead, and at his feet lies a monster that looks like a dog but not a dog, like a lizard but not a lizard, even if he is lying on his stomach now, it is as tall as the old man's waist, I really don't know how high it will be to stand up.

The carver's craftsmanship is very good, and the facial features of the old man are portrayed vividly, so that people can feel the kindness and wisdom of the old man at a glance, and it is extremely expressive.

This is obviously art, too, Norman thought, and his carriage drove in, and no one stopped him.

Mannheim Academy was huge, and the Normans had been walking around in their carriage for a long time, asking a few passers-by along the way, before finally finding a place to sign up.

There were quite a lot of people at the registration point, forty or fifty people crowded there, and the carriages couldn't get in, and all the carriages stopped in the open space on one side first.

So Norman and the others got out of the carriage and walked over.

When Norman came out of the aetheric labyrinth, he was almost unable to move, and his injuries were quite serious, but thanks to his 20-year-old strange self-healing physique, coupled with his exclusive health care doctor Dagonit designed a complete set of scientific rehabilitation plans for his rehabilitation, the effect of his recovery was visible to the naked eye, so he can walk freely now, but he has not fully recovered and returned to the previous state of divine power.

Baze took the lead in front, and the weak Norman followed, and the two finally squeezed in after squeezing for a long time, and when they arrived at the desk of the registered teacher, Baze took out the admission invitation letter from his arms, and there was a money bag, which contained Norman's tuition and living expenses.

Since Harris's admission invitation is a special thing that has been obtained through a lot of financial resources and various connections, there is no magical information exclusive to the admission, only a blank space to fill in the name. This method is convenient for trading, and it is obviously specially made by some people within the academy to collect money, and the school teachers are probably used to it, so they are not too surprised after getting this special admission invitation, but after checking the authenticity of the magic fire paint on it, and then looking at Norman, he accepted the admission invitation, stamped the magic fire paint of the academy as a receipt, and handed it back to Baze.

Since then, this admission invitation has been invalidated, and the only function is to take it back to the masters of each family, prove that the little master has arrived at the academy safely, and let the master rest assured, which is a set of processes that many aristocratic families need.

Baze helped Norman register the information and pay the money, and the enrollment was completely completed, and in the end, the two of them squeezed out again, and Baze couldn't wait to say: "Nano...... Master Allen, I'll go back and tell Master Harris that the matter is complete. ”

This is also the rule of Mannheim College, all students are not allowed to bring servants, otherwise, not only will the dormitory be expanded, but more importantly, it is very easy to breed the situation of big nobles bullying small nobles, and destroy the school motto of Mannheim College "only students, no nobles".

Norman nodded and agreed, and then Baze gave Norman all the relevant things, and ran away himself, hurrying back to find a way to move his family out of Lord Harris's manor.

Don't say help him carry something to the dormitory, people's hearts......

Norman sighed as he watched Baze drive away in the carriage after a while.

But it was useless to sigh now, he finally put the package with everything on his back and walked all the way to his dormitory.

......

On the east side of Mannheim College is the dormitory, a large field of land with small buildings on top of it, and the Norman dormitory is also located here.

Norman found his dormitory, a room in the westernmost part of the second floor of a small building. After opening the door and entering with the key given by the registration teacher, he found that it was a bedroom for two people, a bed on the left and right, and some basic tables, chairs, wardrobes and so on.

In the end, it is difficult to enter the elite college, and the layout of this dormitory is not cost-effective at all, the clean and uniform mattresses and bedding have been placed, the tables and chairs are all exquisitely styled, and even the quill pens and ink have been thoughtfully prepared and neatly placed on the table.

"Check-in with bags. ”

The comments made by the sailors after seeing this scene made Norman learn a new vocabulary of the old language.

He picked the bed by the west, and after putting all his things away, the door opened again, and a boy walked in.

This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a well-proportioned figure, he looks not bad, he looks very sunny, and his family background is quite okay judging from the clothes on his body.

When he came in and saw that there was already someone in the room, he was slightly stunned and immediately greeted Norman with a smile: "Hello, I'm Curtis Martin, from Allen County......"

Norman also gave him his name—in this case, Alan Harris—and chatted casually, wanting to know a little more about Mannheim Academy.

This Curtis may have heard Norman's name just like the name of his hometown, so he became more enthusiastic, and also said a lot of common knowledge about Mannheim Academy, such as this is a magic school, mainly teaches spells, and the food in the second canteen is the most delicious among several canteens, etc.

Among them, he also made a point of mentioning the freshman assembly tomorrow night.

"Freshman assembly?"

Norman was still a little puzzled at the time, not knowing what it was for, singing and dancing to welcome the new students?

But by the next night he knew what it was all about.

In a large open space to the right of the dormitory, all the male new students were gathered together, and several bonfires were burning around it, illuminating the scene through.

The freshmen lined up in several rows, and there were many male students wandering around, as if they were patrolling, all of them looking like old students of Mannheim.

At the front of the freshmen were six boys, one of whom was shouting to the freshmen.

“...... This is a long-standing tradition of Mannheim Academy! If you want to live in Mannheim Academy, you must abide by the traditions here! It is because of these excellent traditions that we students at Mannheim Academy have been trained to excel more than anywhere else, and now is the time for you to accept this honor!"

"Listen to me, all freshmen, take off your clothes!

The old students around couldn't hide the smiles on their faces, looking at the little goats in the middle and smiling, thinking of when they first entered school.

At that time, they were also bullied by the seniors like this, and now it is finally their turn to bully the juniors, and the taste is really refreshing.