March 18th, the morning of Griffith's release from the seal.

Sonia sat on a soft chair on the side of the boat, shaking the quill in her hand and looking at the river. I had a beautiful diary at hand, and I wrote some essays on it, and the thick homework and reports did not move at all.

"We left Old Town and came to the land of knights and plantations, the world of the Old West.

"Magnificent castles are rare here, most of the forts are hastily built of mud and timber, and the moat is silted up and only shallow ditches remain. True chivalry is even rarer. Recent tragedies have taught us that most of the knights of Verona are no different from skilled thieves. They have shining armor, but they rarely possess noble character and benevolent virtues, and lack the noble ideals of upholding justice and pursuing honor.

"They don't think they should help the weak. On the contrary, as soon as we left the Old Town, we saw that they were busy intimidating the lower classes, threatening them to accept the control of the lord of the castle and pay their offerings on time.

"The wonderful world in that story has passed away with the wind. ”

Fifty members of the spring camping group, including Sonia, sailed upriver from the waterways of Old Town in a comfortable dhow.

The spring and winter camps, also known as staff trips, are an important part of the Homonwarts students' activities each semester to allow them to accumulate knowledge and gain a preliminary understanding of the customs, transportation, and magical research of the places they visit. It's just that this spring is even more special.

The danger encountered by the people on their trek to the Watchtower last winter caused a stir in Bayeran. This time, the school carefully arranged a new plan. The first and third grades of Minerva were divided into several groups, led by senior mages and teaching assistants, who were escorted by the guards of the city guards from all over the country, on a week-long trip to Verona.

The Shutolars who accompanied the team were also fully armed, carrying full sets of equipment except for war horses, and even prepared seals and holy weapons.

Their destinations are the towns and villages of Verona. The first-year students were arranged to be in the first group to complete the camp when the situation was still calm. Their trip departed from the Old Town and traveled west by water and land, surveying and studying in the middle and lower reaches of the Villo River, which dotted the aristocratic estates of the West, for a total of seven days.

Sonya's group arrived in the old town on the afternoon of 16 March and traveled upstream along the river in a comfortable dhow. Powered by expensive dust crystals and magic, the dhow can ride the wind even against the gentle waters of the Willow River. In those rivers that are really inaccessible, local porters can also provide convenient services.

Under the wide white sails, the beautiful boat paddled across the mirror-smooth Willow River.

It is also the birthplace of the recent outbreak of Velona veterans, who have been repatriated to their hometowns. The conflict between them and the local nobles became more intense during this time, and there were even uprisings and battles in many border areas.

Some families and students disagreed, and the situation in the West was already unstable, so how could they still travel here?

The school and Bayeran studied it carefully for a day, or maybe they didn't study it at all, and then replied briefly-

"It's not a trip. ”

Fortunately, at least on the surface, the situation in the heart of Verona appears to be calm. The rebels were held back on the edge of the mountains and besieged by a coalition of local nobles. The newspaper reports of the war were gratifying, with the coalition forces chasing the rebels at the end of their rope, killing their leaders every day. By the time the senior group arrives later, the rebels may have been wiped out.

Local noble castles and estates are one after the other, providing reception and shelter. Staff trips are not only about touring the scenery along the way and getting to know the local magnates, but also about making plans for marching, transporting, and garrisoning along the way in the event of a war, and has a high weight in the final grades of the Holmonwood Social Practice and Command courses.

The tradition of Holmonwaltz has a long history, and the nobility of the region is familiar with its rules.

Notifications and arrangements from Bayeran have been delivered to the local area long ago. The visiting young masters and ladies will present suitable greeting gifts, and the nobles along the way will also be greeted and sent according to tradition, arranging exquisite food and banquets, and inevitably introducing the local culture and products. For young people who will be taking over the family business and the army in the future, this trip is also a great opportunity for them to get to know Verona in depth.

Sonya's group includes Fiona and Iseus. In addition to Galadia and Griffith, who had their own arrangements, several other noble families and their Shutolar were not sent out for temporary assignments. Old Town sent a team of 12 people to escort them along the way, under the command of the group.

In fact, Sonia is not worried about safety at all. The banks of the Velo River were calm and rich, and most of the nobles along the way were vassals of the Duke of Verona, who did not directly obey the orders of the King of Beyeland, but also had many indirect obligations in taxation and warfare, and were particularly attentive to the staff travel group.

Rebels and fighting have emerged farther northwest and southwest. Some border nobles and knights have stood in the way of the rebels on their way to the rich plains.

Newspapers and reports in recent days have reported that after an initial period of heavy fighting, the fighting there has calmed down.

As long as Verona's native legions, auxiliary legions, and the majestic main force of the Knights of the Westside arrive there, this small rebellion that has shaken the financial markets and caused a lot of losses to everyone will be completely quelled.

The river Villo brought prosperity and convenience to commerce, and the local aristocracy could bring their crops and minerals to the markets of Beyeland by boat, in exchange for perfumes, new fashions and carriages, as well as metal components, ceramic washbasins and toilets that made the washrooms tidy and sacred, and the indispensable enchantments of all kinds.

They are also very active in investing in the securities and futures markets. This trade and financial connection kept Verona's nobles and royal nobles on good terms, and if it weren't for the tight travel schedule, Sonia and her family could have spent a week just attending the balls and banquets of the local nobles.

Sonia flipped through the book and spun the quill between her fingers. She was more worried about assignments and reports than about the situation, and had no clue about the social relations, the formation of the aristocratic army, the study of magic, and the logistics that the subject would be concerned about. Although she had a very good score in Charms, she only learned about the knowledge needed for camping reports through one elective course per semester, and she didn't even know how to analyze the relevant information. Strategy, command, and military assignments are usually prepared for her, and she can save a lot of time studying fun spells or playing the mysterious king.

Speaking of which...... Sonia opened her notebook and took out the Advanced Number Theory and Spell Modeling test paper that she had sent out on the day of her trip.

There is a big "C" written on it.

For Miss Lamour, who has been an A in every exam since she was a child, the C score is simply a sea shatter.

On the day of departure, the test paper was sent down, and she never dared to read it. It wasn't until Fiona fell asleep that she sneaked a peek at it, and then hid under the covers.

Ah——! why didn't I review during the winter break, and why did I ask Griffith to help me drink the divination tea!

Seeing the big C on the test paper again, Sonya's impeccable appearance collapsed on the spot.

That's a big deal.

Fortunately, Fiona didn't find out, and there was still time. Sonia tried to calmly resolve the current predicament. She rubbed her long pale blonde hair and thought seriously:

"In the long run, I need to buy a new tutorial book on advanced number theory and magic modeling, and to be detailed, Conwell's textbook is still too superficial.

"In the short term, I can't let Fiona find out, she's been waiting for the chance to hit me in the face for a long time!

"What to do......

"I can paint C as A! No, no, that's stupid.

"Or say it's not my paper, and someone has written the wrong name? Hey, who would believe it. ”

"Ah~what to do!" Sonia buried her head in her arms, rolling on the bed if this was her own room.

At this moment, Fiona jumped out of the cabin like a rabbit in the story.

Can't let Fiona see it!

In a hurry, in the frenzy, Sonya, who had no way to escape, took a bite of this terrible roll.

Maybe it's a kind of stress reaction, when you hate and hate something too much, you will unconsciously have the ancient instinct to bite.

Sonia subconsciously thought of destroying the evidence, preparing to eat a large mass of black and white before Fiona found out.

She took a big bite where the score was written on the center of the curly's eyebrows, and chewed it down like a sign before her evaporating sanity returned.

Growing so big, Sonia is still eating a roll for the first time......

The entrance is a little dry, and the pieces of paper stick to the tongue and mouth, making it very difficult to chew. Sonia tried to lick up and down with the tip of her tongue, wetting it a little. She slowly became proficient, feeling that she was quite talented, the small fragrant tongue squirmed from side to side, the silver teeth opened lightly, rolled it up into a ball, and chewed it hard.

A faint fibrous sensation is becoming more and more pronounced. The best paper is so hard that it's almost impossible to bite off, but it has a melty texture.

In the process of melting, there is a little pronounced bitterness. The ink of the big red C melted away......

The dryness and bitterness made Sonia gag for a while, she had never experienced the sensation of being stuffed into such a strange hard thing in her mouth, it was particularly uncomfortable, and it hid a hazy and indescribable strange touch. However, it is still very uncomfortable, and it hits the soul uncomfortably.

"Sonia, I'm going to do my homework!" Fiona sat down across from her.

Sonya, who was on the verge of nausea, threw herself headlong into her arm, lowered her head, and tried to swallow.

A dry, hard, strange tactile sensation slammed deep into her sensitive throat.

The pearl of Beyeland, the elegant and mysterious magical girl, the beautiful and intelligent Countess, Sonya, who wanted to eat the roll, could not bear it any longer, got up and threw herself on the side of the ship, and vomited in front of her frightened best friend.