"How about "Three Thousand Years of Empires"?" A pleasant female voice came from behind him, and Locke turned his head to see that it was Ailian, whom he met in the cafeteria that day.

The two met a few times on campus after that day, but they were all nodding acquaintances, and Locke's understanding of her was limited to knowing that her name was Ailian.

Frowning, Locke was going to choose "On the Compatibility of Riding and Actual Combat" just now, "I also reported "Three Thousand Years of Empire", as a friend, should you choose a course with me?" Ailian, with her arms in her hands, looked at Locke.

Well, Locke reached out and took out the copy of "Three Thousand Years of Empire" and went to the library registry to register.

Seeing Locke's choice, Ailian's face smiled.

"You're not O'Moor, are you?" said Elaine, who followed Locke.

"Yes. ”

"I don't quite like you when I hear you. ”

"What nationality are you?"

"Faustin. ”

"Where's Faustin?"

“。。。。。。 ”

"Hey, hey, don't go, let's go have a meal together?"

。。。。。。。

I don't know from which day onwards, Locke has a small follower behind him.

In the evening, after saying hello to Henry and the others, Locke boarded the carriage outside the school gate.

Angelina was already waiting in the carriage, and the classes in the Magic Branch didn't know how to arrange them, and Locke always felt that Angelina's life was much easier than his.

"I need you to help me with my revising "Magic and Fighting Spirit" tonight. Locke leaned back in the carriage chair and stretched out comfortably.

It's been a week since the class started, and Locke didn't expect that the first class to start was the culture class, "The Complete Interpretation of O'Moore's Imperial Text" is better, he has a foundation, and Grace tutors him from time to time, so he can barely keep up.

"Magic and Fighting Spirit" Locke can't do anything, only the explanation of the fighting spirit part can keep up, the profound principles of magic and the basic rules of use, Locke looked confused when he heard it.

Angelina has been tutoring him for three days, and Locke's progress is still stuck on the knowledge points of the first lesson that the teacher just taught.

Locke maliciously guessed in his heart whether Angelina specially asked him to report this homework, so that Locke could not leave her.

Locke hasn't gone to Grace for four days in a row because he wants Angelina to tutor him at night, and Xia Qian is even more miserable, in this month, there are only a handful of nights with Locke.

Tomorrow I will talk about "Three Thousand Years of Empire", I hope I can understand it, Locke hammered his brain, about the knight's training class, the first session will not be on until next week, and Locke's first report is equestrian.

Early the next morning, Locke arrived early in the classroom of the Knight Perseverance Academy.

There was still an hour before the class, but there were already many people sitting in the classroom, and the first three rows were all full.

Holding the brick-sized textbook, Locke sat on the left side of the fourth row, facing the teacher on the podium, and the lecture was a little better than in other positions.

As soon as he opened the page, a woman's fragrance swept the tip of Locke's nose, and Ailian, uninvited, sat down next to Locke.

This perfume smell Locke is no stranger, it is a commonly used one of Xia Qian, it belongs to the middle and low-grade perfume in Princeton, Lock gave Xia Qian a lot of pocket money, but this pretty woman is very frugal, never spends money indiscriminately, and it doesn't matter if she buys clothes like Grace and Angelina, she is all aiming for cheapness.

But just like that, this perfume called "Fresh Dew" also cost Xia Qian five gold moles, which made her feel distressed for a long time.

Locke was dazzled by the dense O'Moore text in the textbook, but Locke was still looking at it as best he could, and he couldn't waste time in the hour before class, with the idea that he could read as much as he could.

Ailian, the woman, was idle, took out a makeup box out of nowhere, and drew makeup in the classroom.

The Knight Academy is different from the Wizard Branch, there are more men and fewer women here, and every female knight does not know how many male animals are staring at, the moment Ai Lian entered the classroom, she attracted at least one-fifth of the eyes of the classroom, and now seeing her sitting next to her unattractive Locke caused many students to sigh, hey, another cabbage was arched.

Locke also recently learned that Ai Lian is also a female knight, but Locke didn't think she could be strong, and even Locke didn't think there were a few strong in their grade, and the strongest in the second grade was a low-level squire.

Xu is Locke's struggling reading appearance was seen by Ailian. "I can teach you if you don't understand. Ai Lian said with a big grin, as a native of Omori, plus a good tutor since childhood, it is not a problem to understand a textbook written entirely in Omoorish script.

Locke was not polite, "What does this paragraph mean?" and pointed to a certain line of passage in the textbook.

"Oh, it is said that in 867 the Otto-Mor calendar, Alexander VII the Great agreed to the Holy Tower's request to establish three mages in the empire, and in 945 the Ormorian calendar, Alexander VII the Great again agreed to the proposal of the knights' palace to establish seven knightly colleges in the empire。。。。。。 ”

Locke pointed to a string of tadpole-like words and muttered, "Holy Tower... Then he pointed to the second half of the paragraph, another string of words he had never seen before, "The Knight's Palace... ”

Seeing that Locke was muttering something there, Ailian's attention was instead elsewhere in the textbook, "How old did that Alexander VII the Great live, eighty years have passed between the two incidents, and His Majesty the Emperor is still in power!"

Locke was not interested in caring how old His Majesty the Emperor had lived, and he was still pondering these two newfound words.

"His Majesty the previous emperor only reigned for 50 years before he abdicated. Ai Lian is still expressing her feelings.

After a while, an old man with a long gray beard, bent over his waist, slowly walked up to the podium, the classroom was already overcrowded, and it seemed that there were no longer a few students taking this course.

The moment the old man stood on the podium, the noisy sound in the classroom suddenly fell silent, there are no fools sitting here, if they are kicked out of the classroom or even expelled from the academy because of disrespect for the instructor, they will probably not be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.

"Ahem, I'm Monchi Kersma, you can call me Mentor Kersma, and then I'll tell you about the 。。。。。。 of the Omore Empire since its founding Although the old man was old, he could speak clearly and in a pure voice, and Locke could roughly understand every word.

Following Tutor Kersma's story, Locke turned to the corresponding chapter in the textbook.

"I didn't expect this mentor to be a nobleman!" Ai Lian leaned over and whispered to Locke, the hot breath that spewed on Locke's ears as she spoke, making Locke's heart flutter, and then he didn't remember what the mentor had just said.

Glaring angrily at Elaine, Locke turned his head away from the woman.

At the end of the day, Locke packed his things and prepared to leave.

"Hey Locke, would you like to have a drink?" asked Henry not far away.

None of Henry's electives were the same as Locke's, so the two did not attend classes together in the morning, and only met in the afternoon during self-study.

Locke has always wanted to go to the library for self-study, because the environment is good and there are many books that can be consulted, but unfortunately his points are not enough, and he doesn't know how to earn points for the time being, so he can't go often, and every time he borrows books hastily, he comes out, and he doesn't dare to stay long.

"No, I have to go home. Locke refused, most of Henry's dinners were invited to the same students as them, most of them were in the same grade, and Locke didn't want to go once he went.

And their fun is mainly to recruit young ladies, and the women in Locke's family have not yet been fed, how can they waste their energy on wild flowers.

"Also, who let you have a fiancée like a flower!" said Henry enviously.

Angelina is Locke's fiancée, everyone in their group knows about it, and people have seen it, not only is she beautiful, but she is also a magic apprentice, and she will not lose face if she marries back.

Thankfully, they didn't know Angelina was a princess yet, otherwise they would have been even more shocked.

Outside the school gate, the carriage waiting for him and Angelina had long been parked there, but today, Angelina did not get into the carriage, but was next to the carriage, surrounded by a group of her little sisters.

Locke only knew one, the red-haired beauty named Joaquin, who remembered it vividly because of her proud figure.

"There's a party this weekend, are you going?" Angelina asked Locke in a low voice, she knew that Locke had never liked these gatherings among nobles.

"Why do you care so much about him, it's just your fiancé anyway, and I don't know if it will work out in the end!" Joaquin's personality is as hot as her hair color and figure, and she is aggressive as soon as she says it.

Locke squinted at Joaquin, "Go, why don't you go, I happen to be in a panic lately." ”

"That's good. Angelina sighed, she really wanted Locke to integrate into the circle of nobles, and this was also for their future.

"This is Dani, hello, Angelina often talks to me about you. Locke turned and held out his hand to a feminine-looking woman with long light blue hair.

"Hello. The woman froze for a moment, then held out her hand.

Slender jade hands, soft to the bones, talking about Dani.

In Angelina's small circle, there are a lot of women, the most beautiful are Angelina, Joaquin and Dinny, Joaquin's character, Locke doesn't like it very much, but he is a little interested in this Dinie who has never spoken to him.