On the evening of October 26, the sunset shone on the banks of the Boer River, the maple leaves were bright red, and the autumn breeze was cool. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the water level of the river drops, the sides of the riverbed have long since dried up, the soil has cracked, and the aquatic plants have withered, which is shocking.

In the wheat field by the riverbank, Dia was bending down to cut the wheat, the sickle in her hand was light and sharp, and every time she cut a handful of wheat, Dia felt that the sixty coppers were worth the money.

"I should have bought it last year......," she muttered to herself, a trace of resentment inevitably rose in her heart, if it weren't for her father's stubbornness, he wouldn't have been laughed at by the whole village during the autumn harvest last year.

But that's not the most important thing.

Jimmy has become the village chief, and according to the girls of the village, he may be able to become a nobleman...... Noble, but none of this has anything to do with Dia.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance sideways at her father not far away.

Father still used his old scythe, but the speed of cutting wheat was no slower than Dia's, as if he was holding back his strength to prove that he was not wrong.

Before last year's autumn harvest, oh no, before this strange "reform", my father had always been the person that Deya admired the most—he was never lazy, he was more diligent than anyone else, and after his mother was sick and bedridden, he did all the farm work alone with his two children.

But now, everything has changed.

Obviously, life is getting better day by day, and he no longer has to worry about eating, but his father is becoming more and more worried. After the harvest last autumn, he even secretly dug a large pit in his house and buried several bags of wheat in the soil, so that all of them were damp and moldy during the fog in June.

Until now, the family is still eating these moldy grains.

Every time she smelled that strange smell, Dia remembered what her father had said last winter. He said, "Look at it, the people who sell grain to the noble lord now will be so hungry that they will come to ask our family to borrow grain in the future!"

However, after paying the grain tax and selling several sacks of wheat for yellow gold coins, the surplus grain is still eaten - or in a few days they will receive new grain, and who will care about the moldy wheat in Dia's house?

Dia heard that the first few families who used the windmill last year had booked the windmill early this year because they earned money from working in Misty Town, and even the money had already been paid.

She also heard that when the families earned more wages and sold grain this year, they would have to build houses with bricks and tiles, and they would no longer live in firewood and straw sheds.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but spit into the wheat field.

"It's only been a few good days, and I think I'm a noble lord...... Brick house, hmph, these people must be crazy......"

Dia rubbed her sore back, thought of Danny, who had been away from home for two years, gritted her teeth and scolded "little rabbit", and then heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

She glanced up at the maple forest on the banks of the Boer River, where several black horses were galloping, and the sound of horses' hooves made Dia panic.

......

Riding on the banks of the Boer River was Donner and his party, along with Lucia, Una and Layla.

At noon on October 26, after receiving Merkel's report, Donner immediately notified the Wucheng factory to completely suspend work and enter a ten-day maintenance work.

Towards evening, he was about to set off for the south when he was stopped by Wesley. After being reminded by the other party, Donner remembered the outing he had promised him not long ago.

Now, that something like this has happened, Downer is naturally not in the mood for any leisurely outing. So the two sides compromised, and the outing turned into a trip to the river - going south to solve the flood, while taking Lucia, Una and Layla to relax.

The group of five were all magicians, so they naturally did not have to worry about the difficulty of walking at night, let alone guarding against thieves and gangsters, so they rode their horses all night and arrived at Santan City the next morning.

Donner asked Wesley to rest at the City Lord's Mansion, and he stopped by to visit the Santan School of Magic, which was much smaller than Dorne, and the Santan School of Magic and Magic, built on the outskirts, was just over half a distance away.

At the end of October, the Academy of Magic had just completed its enrollment. Since two years ago, the college has enrolled three batches of civilian students, and these students, except for the 100 students who were selected by Wesley to go to the College of Engineering, and those who dropped out of school to return home to work as farmers, are all on campus at this time, and the atmosphere is quite lively.

Dean Laurent was very excited when she saw Donner coming in person, probably thinking that "you finally thought of me, Leader".

After a few pleasantries, Laurent began to report to Downer on the situation at the college.

Two years ago, the college planned to enroll 1,000 students, but it only recruited more than 400 people. However, as the academy's policy of recruiting civilians spread in the three northern provinces, the number rose to seven hundred the next year, and this year it was full of 1,000 people.

Compared with the aristocratic students in the past, the children of the commoner family have no foundation after all, so among the more than 300 people who have just been promoted to the third grade this year (more than 400 people were recruited, and 100 people were drawn away by the Fog City Engineering Academy halfway), only two of them have been officially promoted to low-level magic apprentices, and although the others are all claimed to have condensed the Divine Yuan, Laurent also knows that this is not accurate.

When Laurent said this, her expression was a little embarrassed, and she hesitated to explain: "Lord Duke...... The foundation of these children is really poor, but I believe that there should be good seedlings among these people, and it will be seen in a few years. ”

"This result is already very good," Donner waved his hand casually, he didn't care about this, he didn't have any interest in how many people could be promoted to magic apprentices, "You can concentrate the third-year students of the academy, I'll take a look, there are some who don't condense the divine element, there is no need to stay in the academy." ”

"Yes, yes!" Laurent nodded respectfully, he also knew that he was not capable of discernment, but the Duke could—Earl Borg (Wesley) had proven it a year ago.

It didn't take long for more than 300 students to gather on the lawn in front of the college's teaching area.

These civilian children ranged in age, the youngest looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the eldest seemed to be almost twenty years old, all wearing simple robes uniformly assigned by the Academy of Magic, and their expressions were all tense, it should be that some instructor told them who this person was.

Donner walked slowly along the line, smiling at each person he passed and asking, "What's your name?" and when he got the answer, he either nodded or patted the other person on the shoulder.

Laurent followed behind Donner, and for every child who was tapped on the shoulder, he motioned for the other child to stand outside the queue.

In less than half an hour, Donner had reviewed everyone, and only about two dozen people had been tapped on the shoulder.

Laurent's face was normal at first, but when he saw Donner pat the shoulder of the student who had been promoted to the Academy of Magic, his face became ugly - he only realized at this time that it was the part that had been picked out by the Duke was the condensed part of the Divine Yuan.

There are more than 300 students in total, and after studying for two years, only 20 or so people have condensed the Divine Yuan in the end, which is really ugly.

But Donner didn't care, he gave the two dozen people a few words of encouragement, and then disbanded them on the spot.

Then, he said to the remaining nearly 300 people: "Your next stop is ...... in the city of Pamplo School" (to be continued. )