The 2nd day of December in the 641st year of the Faimon calendar is an ordinary day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On this day, the weather was not clear, the sun passed through the thick clouds, shining on the body without the slightest warmth, the wind was very strong, and the dead leaves that were blown from nowhere swirled up and down in the sky above the square of the teaching area of the Santan School of Magic.

However, this day is destined to be extraordinary.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the seventh year after returning to Middle-earth, Don Na Vien, who had owned the three northern provinces of the Femon Empire for six years and secretly controlled the entire Huls continent, spent a full two hours shaking hands with more than 2,000 students of the Santan Academy of Magic, and then walked in front of the crowd.

He was silent for a minute before he could speak.

It wasn't until Laurent, the director of the School of Magic, and the rest of the faculty were panicked by the silence that Donner spoke up:

"The world is so unfair to you......"

As he said this, all the two thousand students in the square showed incredible expressions, and dozens of teachers, including Laurent, also looked shocked, only Wesley, who was sitting a little sleepy not far behind Donner, opened his eyes suddenly, as if he was suddenly interested.

"Your ancestors have been working on this land for generations, growing food with blood and sweat, and feeding countless people from here to the Far North, but you have to go hungry, and when the harvest is bad, you can't even feed your own children......" Donner looked at the young faces with a sad expression, and said movingly: "I am also a child of the common people, I know what it is like to be hungry and cold......

"Dean Laurent must have told you that starting this year, I will divide all of my cultivated land in the three northern provinces equally among each civilian family......" Donner glanced at Laurent, who immediately nodded respectfully, indicating that he had told the children the news.

The expressions of gratitude on the children's faces became even more obvious, most of them had entered the Santan Academy of Magic one after another a few years after Donner came to the three northern provinces, and they all had a deep understanding of the changes in the lives of civilians before and after Duke Vane entered the three northern provinces.

You must know that in the first year of Merkel's tenure as governor of the three northern provinces, the total amount of grain taxes collected by the three provinces fell by a full percent, which is nothing to Donner, but for the common people, it is a life-and-death food and clothing line.

At this moment, hearing the Duke himself say the decision to divide the land to the commoners, these children, all from commoner families, are grateful, and it is self-evident.

However, just as they were excited, Donner changed his mind.

"But it's not that simple...... Since you are studying at the Academy of Magic, you should know that the food paid by the commoners to the Empire is used to exchange magic crystals for the Far North. Dwarves also have to shed blood and sweat when they mine magic crystals, and we have nothing to say about the exchange of magic crystals for food, but do you know that more than half of these grains are being deducted by the knight city-states along the way......

As Donner expected, the children didn't seem to understand the logic, and they were all at a loss.

He continued: "Children, there is only so much food, and the more that is left in the hands of the peasants, the less it is for the knightly city-states...... But they won't be happy! Yes, this is a war for food! The war is fought by farmers in the three northern provinces on one side, and knight city-states under the cliff in the north on the other!"

At this moment, not only the children were shocked, but even Laurent frowned tightly.

"You should already know that the five northfall cities leading to the Knight Federation on the Huls Continent have all been closed except for Fog City, right?

The daylight on the winter afternoon is getting darker and darker, the wind is getting colder and colder, and the more than 2,000 children in the square are still excited just now, but they are all nervous and overwhelmed at the moment.

The vast majority of them didn't even succeed in condensing the Divine Yuan, and even if they had the courage, they knew that there was only one way to die against the powerful knights from the north.

Donner could feel the despair creeping through the crowd, and his tone deepened: "Two months ago, more than 10,000 dwarven warriors died in Fog City in order to block the attack of those knights...... They are fighting for themselves and for you......"

Finally, Dean Laurent couldn't help but whisper, "My lord...... There are only seven of these children who have mastered apprentice-level magic......"

Donner nodded at him slightly, then shouted to the students in the square, "I said the world is so unfair to you...... But fairness is earned on your own. Now that I have told you the situation, those who are willing to fight with me to the death for the civilians of the Femon Empire, please stand by my side......"

At this time, out of thousands of people in the room, only Wesley understood Donner's words - when he said, "The world is too unfair to you," he meant something else, and "justice is earned by oneself."

Wesley's face was solemn, and he glanced back and forth at the children in the square, and he wanted to see which children would have the courage to take this fateful step.

He was not disappointed.

Sam, who was at the front of the crowd, was the first to walk towards Donner, perhaps because his outstanding magical talent gave him enough courage, or perhaps in Sam's opinion, as the only mid-level magic apprentice in the academy, it was his obligation to stand up and support Lord Duke at this time.

He had barely taken a few steps when other children approached the square.

The children ranged in age, the youngest looked to be only thirteen or fourteen, and the oldest was sixteen or seventeen, and most were not as determined as they thought, either pale with nervousness or hesitantly looking back as they walked.

Eventually, out of more than 2,000 children, only one hundred and thirty-two came up to Donner.

Originally, Donner was going to test this group of children again, but now he saw that he was far from his goal of 200, so he had to temporarily abolish the second level prepared in advance.

"Good!" he looked at the children, smiled with satisfaction, and then said to Laurent, "You have the carriage ready, and tomorrow morning, I will take these children back to Misty Town." ”

Laurent nodded yes quickly, and then took care of his instructors to prepare the carriage.

In the evening, Lauren hosted a special banquet for Donner and his party, and at the end of the dinner, he said to Donner in private: "My lord, tomorrow morning, I will also go to Misty Town with you, since you have to fight against the knight city-state, you can't rely on these children alone......"

"Oh?" Donner said with a smirk as he looked at Laurent, "It's okay to go to Misty Town, but since you say so, I have a gift for you." ”

That night, because of his words, Laurent was fortunate enough to get a magic potion from the former Misty Town Apothecary, and was promoted to Blue Bird Mage - Moen was equipped with a level 6 potion, but if he only drank one bottle, he could only be promoted from a first-level mage to a bluebird mage.

(I'm embarrassed to say how long this chapter has been written...... (To be continued.) )