After turning on the cunning rabbit state to listen 50 times and "participating" the school council meeting in the air, Chang Le deeply understood the difficulties of the marshal.

The factions in the army are intertwined, and the nobles are divided into several camps, each of whom wants to use the Royal Military Academy to cultivate power for his own side, and attacking others to "form a party for personal gain" has become the most commonly used weapon.

Several bigwigs, including the provost, must be agents of different groups in the academy.

They had superficial respect for the dean, Marshal Fontaine, but everyone had something to say, implying that the dean attached importance to the civilian cadets and was trying to cultivate his own cronies among the commoners, which was not only suspected of abusing power for personal gain, but also insulting the dignity of the nobles, ignoring the contributions made by the nobles to the royal family over the years.

Because of this, Marshal Fontaine could not openly accept Chang Le as an apprentice, and only let Miranda and Chang Le pretend to be a couple, giving Chang Le a reason to occasionally go to the marshal's residence.

Even so, the marshal's relationship with "Chang Sler" was still criticized, and the provost brought up the old matter again, crying out for his nephew Rudy, implying that the dean was biased in favor of the commoners, and the vice dean and several directors echoed and agreed.

Now Changle understands the marshal's anxiety and why the marshal forced himself to swear allegiance to the empire, because no matter how the noble cadets swore verbally, the priority of allegiance was the family, and if the royal guard was full of such officers, the royal family would become weaker and weaker, and the solution could only be to replace the noble officer corps with commoners.

In Chang Le's view, there is no justice in disputes between nobles, and the royal family is not a good thing, it is just dog-eat-dog. But the ideals of the marshal somewhat overlapped with him, and the fate of the untouchables was difficult to change for a while, at least the commoners could be the vanguard to shake the hierarchical order established by the nobility.

At this moment, he secretly made up his mind that he would stand with the marshal in the future, and his support for the marshal was a blow to the nobility.

The meeting resulted in the adoption of the marshal's proposal, because he had one resounding sentence:

"Since the nobles are better, why are they afraid to compete on the same platform as the commoners?

The other party has no proper reason to refute, and can only say something like "this is disrespectful to the nobles and obliterates the contributions of the nobles".

"Noble children have extra points, aren't they respectful enough?" The marshal's voice was extremely stern, and Chang Le could feel his fighting spirit fluctuating even from a distance of hundreds of meters.

Marshal Fontaine, who had the nickname "Bloodthirsty Silver Fox", was angry, and others did not dare to contradict it for a while.

So under the forcible promotion of the marshal, the unified examination plan of the whole academy was passed, but the generals bargained and fought for more generous points and resources for the children of the nobles, and the children of the nobles in a class were added as much as 5,000 points, and the meditation room should also be given priority.

And the uniform evaluation of physical fitness and combat began immediately, instead of the two-month delay that the marshal had hoped.

The commoners are all apprentices who have just started, and most of the children of the nobles have been cultivating for more than ten years, and the difference in physical strength cannot be described in words, and it is a huge unfairness to immediately start a unified competition.

Civilians cannot be given priority to using the meditation room, which is also a suppression of civilians, because only beginners urgently need to use the magic array there, and the children of the nobility do not need these at all.

It can be expected that in the future, whether it is necessary or not, the children of the nobles will occupy the meditation room, and the civilian students will not think of entering it at all except for the fixed vindictive spirit course.

These conditions were all put forward on the basis of dignified and justifiable, and the marshal could only be forced to agree, otherwise the plan for the unified examination would not pass at all.

Soon after the meeting, the marshal sent Miranda to Changle.

The two walked around the academy a few times as usual, posing as a couple, but they just walked side by side, and there was absolutely no intimacy, not to mention that Miranda would not die, and Chang Le himself would not be willing.

However, Miranda's demeanor this time was different from before, less disdainful and more curious.

While walking along the edge of the forest, Miranda couldn't help but speak:

"I'm the only one in the house who knows that you're actually a pariah!"

Chang Le grinned:

"You can go and tell the Provost. ”

"My father brought you in, or I'd tell you!" said Miranda, hatefully, and after a moment of silence, she added in a low voice, "but your performance is not bad, as I expected." ”

"Hah! I was not ordinarily honored to hear the word 'good' from Miranda's mouth!"

Miranda was silent again, kicking the weeds on the ground as she walked.

After thinking about it for a long time, she began to knock on the side and ask Chang Le what secrets he had, why he was able to cultivate as a pariah, and he was promoted to a level 5 apprentice in ten days?

And this leader's temperament is even more surprising, it is by no means something that ordinary people can do to make fifty outstanding civilian students respect him as the "boss", a few months ago Chang Le was obviously a lowly servant!

Of course, it was impossible to tell Miranda the secret of Chang Le's beast soul, but he had an idea, remembering the speculation of his classmates around him, so he pretended to smile mysteriously and replied softly:

"Would you believe me if I said that I was an orphan, but I had the blood of the gods of the Western Continent, and I was just adopted by a Dalit couple here?"

Miranda suddenly stopped, her eyes wide:

"Really?"

It seems that she found this to be a very reasonable explanation, even if she didn't believe it all.

"Believe it or not. Chang Le smiled noncommittally.

"I have a way to verify it!" Miranda's demeanor was more serious than ever, and it was the first time that she stared at Chang Le with equal eyes, "Let's see if you will gain the bloodline talent when you are promoted to the realm of a war master!"

"What is the bloodline talent?" Chang Le asked curiously.

He'd heard the word before, and Wendy had said that her bloodline talent was "aggressive", capable of over-the-top spellcasting, or even a full series of spellcasting, at the cost of an unusually high rate of spell casting failure.

Miranda was asked by Chang Le, and when she explained, she already showed a smug smile, because she herself has a blood talent.

The so-called "high-level bloodline" and "low-level bloodline", in addition to the difference in cultivation speed, is more important in whether or not the bloodline talent can be stimulated.

Most cultivators have no chance of this, and a few are able to obtain bloodline talents at a higher realm, usually at the Battle Spirit level.

And those who have obtained talents at the level of war masters, the bloodline can be called super-first-class, such as Marshal Fontaine, such as Miranda herself.

Her bloodline talent is called "Proud Bone", and she has a chance to ignore the target's defense when attacking, or activate "Absolute Defense" when attacked, this exaggerated melee perk, even among the thousands of strange bloodline talents, can be regarded as "against the sky".

Because of her noble family background, because of her powerful father, and because of her strong bloodline talent, Miranda is so proud and conceited, and she doesn't look down on any of the men around her.

As for whether Chang Le's bloodline comes from the inferior pariahs or the great gods of light, it only needs to be seen whether he can stimulate the bloodline talent after reaching the battle master.

After listening to this, Chang Le smiled:

"I see, I won't blame the marshal anymore. ”

This made Miranda confused:

"What do you blame my father?"

"You only look at people with white eyes, I thought it was the marshal who spoiled you since childhood, it turned out to be a bloodline talent, proud to the bones! Proud to the bones! haha!"

Miranda's face sank when she heard this, she rolled her eyes at Chang Le again, and strode west.

Chang Le followed behind and said with a smile:

"If I really have a bloodline talent, do you still roll your eyes at me?"

Miranda didn't look back, and snorted coldly:

"I don't think you have that hope, but if I'm wrong, I'll apologize to you, and it's okay to make a couple real. ”

"Haha, you don't have to think about it, because I don't want to!"

Miranda suddenly stopped and twisted her face, glaring at Chang Le:

"Okay! I hope you remember your words, I won't think about you, no matter how noble your blood is!"

Chang Le couldn't help laughing, this Miranda has always been so confident, thinking that all men in the world like her, and thinking that if she chooses one of them, it will be a great gift.

Not to mention that Chang Le has no feelings for her, even if he is really fascinated by her beauty, seeing this kind of lofty personality will definitely extinguish the fire of love.

Laugh and laugh, the drama still has to be done.

"Don't stare, someone is coming, kiss the hot spot. ”

Chang Le tried to hold back his smiling face, made a gentle expression, and gently took Miranda's hand.

It was the first time for the two to hold hands, if it had been in the past, Miranda would not only throw him away, but I am afraid that she would have to make up for a punch and a kick, but today her face turned red, but she did not break free.

She still has to get her face back, she gritted her teeth and whispered:

"You don't like me, and you take the opportunity to pull my hand? If someone hadn't watched, I would have beaten you!"

"Good, good, I admit it, I like you, Miss Miranda is so beautiful, no man doesn't like you!"

As he spoke, Chang Le also pinched her hand, and then grabbed her slender waist. Because there were several noble children walking on the opposite side, those people were very indignant about the relationship between Miranda and Chang Le, and Chang Le was of course willing to take the opportunity to stimulate them and appreciate their ugly expressions.

As a result, the most ugly expression was Miranda, she suddenly broke free, and her two eyes stabbed at Chang Le like sharp blades, and she roared:

"Indecent!"

This alarmed the group of noble children, and they rushed over with a "bang", shouting repeatedly:

"Miss Miranda!

Miranda realized her gaffe in time and replied coldly:

"You guys don't meddle!"

After speaking, he took Chang Le's hand again:

"Go to my house and talk about your cultivation experience. ”

It was her task to find Chang Le to go to the marshal's residence, and of course she couldn't be disturbed by a few noble children.

Chang Le always had a smile on his face, looked at the people defiantly, and grabbed Miranda's hand tightly.

Among the crowd with hideous and vicious expressions, a rather handsome young man walked out slowly and greeted with a smile:

"Chang Sler, I admire you very much. ”

"Don't dare to be!" Chang Le smiled and nodded in response, "Just a commoner, not worthy of the admiration of the nobles." ”

"You are indeed very talented, but ......" the man's fighting spirit ignited, dazzling white, "The contemptible man is eighteen this year, and he is already a peak battle master, and you are just an apprentice. This is the difference between nobles and commoners, the gap between bloodlines, and it is difficult to cross!"

"Okay, I see!" Chang Le looked as usual, pulling Miranda away quickly.

The man continued to shout from behind:

"Since you will compete on the same platform in the future, I hope to meet you during the competition, and you will feel more personally at that time!"

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it too!" Chang Le waved back to say goodbye, and asked Miranda in a low voice, "This is also your suitor?

Miranda sneered:

"What about the eighteen-year-old peak war master? I don't know how much medicine I have taken since I was a child, his name is Weber, he is the son of Duke Stamnis, his family controls the government and forms a party for personal gain, it is not a good thing!"

Chang Le smiled bitterly:

"It's so hard to be your man, to be stronger than you, to be a good person, and to stand with your father, there is really no one else but me!"

Now that he was out of sight of those people, Miranda stopped acting and shook his hand away:

"Wait until you can defeat me!"

"Well, remind you again, if I can defeat you, I won't want you. ”

Chang Le's last sentence finally succeeded in provoking Miranda's heavy punch, but he had already prepared, jumped out in a cunning state, and while avoiding the attack, he laughed and rushed towards the marshal's office and dormitory.