Chapter 17 The People Who Need It More

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When Mo Long saw this "academy" for the first time, he was really shocked by it, the all-Western European style building, the rolling buildings, in the building complex, there are also towering spire-like buildings scattered here and there, you don't need to think about it, you can know that it is the mage tower in the middle of the transmission, and above the sky of this imperial royal academy, there is a circular building suspended in the center like a reflection.

When you enter this campus, you can see the royal district city not far away, and the temple of Ares, the god of war, in the depths, the towering spire called Florence, which is said to be the place of the gods, the tallest building in Tianlan, the capital of the entire Ashton Empire.

However, this campus is different from the scene similar to a college town in Molong's imagination, it is a large place, but there are few pedestrians, or in other words, there are not many students and faculty, and the number of teachers even exceeds that of students.

However, whether it was a faculty member or a real student, the eyes that looked at Mo Long were a little subtle, or rather, with a bit of mocking coldness, but with Catherine on his side, there was no chance to attack at all.

If you want to say that Mo Long is the strongest, it is undoubtedly the ability to observe words and colors, when he caught up with the tide of unemployment after graduating from college, he was a college student who graduated from 211, and finally only found a job as a salesman, and he did not make half an inch of progress in the money journey of life until he had a car accident, but he developed a skill to observe words and colors.

However, this attitude towards these people is quite obvious, Mo Long is basically silent, just turn a blind eye, if everyone stares at him, he will stare back one by one, shouldn't his eyes be blind?

Admission is not as simple as Mo Long thought, this school is not the same as the university that Mo Long has experienced, in the Royal Academy of the Ashton Empire, there is no class, academic year at all, there is only one teacher, just a few students, students can choose to leave at any time, extremely free.

Therefore, admission is not as simple as being placed in a class.

The first thing to do is "assessment".

This is what really makes Mo Long's head, according to Catherine's description, if you state it with Mo Long's understanding, this assessment is like applying for a job.

And the real situation is similar to this.

Moron was ushered into the room by a young man with short brown hair, who looked at Moron condescendingly, his eyes full of banter, as if he had anticipated the embarrassing scene that the Fielder family waste in the comical "wheeled car" would encounter.

Mo Long has been looked at by this inexplicable mocking look I don't know how many times, but Mo Long's mentality is far from reaching the upper level, and it is inevitable that he will be a little angry.

It was the little Lori Akali who was pushing him behind him who stared at each other like a lion cub, but she seemed to be ignored by the two of them......

Akali pushed the wheelchair in, and then took her leave, waiting for the heavy carved wooden door inscribed with intricate patterns to close behind Mo Long, who looked at the room with its beautiful decoration, and suddenly felt that this place was not like a "job application".

Opposite him, behind the crescent-shaped seat, there were a dozen seats, but only five people sat scattered.

In the center is a white-bearded old man, dressed in a light blue robe, with a white beard that hangs down to his chest, making this old man look like a good guy who distributes small gifts everywhere at Christmas, but this good guy is frowning tightly, and his eyes are looking at Mo Long in front of him without blinking.

It's a little scary.

Mo Long glanced at the nameplate on the table in front of the guy.

Vice-President: Arnold Croft.

Tsk, is this still a big shot?

Sitting next to the vice president was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, the other party was dressed in an elegant robe, sitting in the middle, and also looked Mo Long up and down.

Our Mr. Traveler didn't like this guy's unbridled gaze very much, and it made him feel uncomfortable being seen through.

And this guy's nameplate is much simpler, with only one name, Danny Hodgson.

Well, that's also a name worth spitting about.

In fact, except for the vice president in the center, there is no job description on the nameplate.

And across the two seats of this Mr. Danny, there is an amiable-looking grandmother, who also has white sideburns, and is looking at Mo Long with a slight smile.

Moron nodded and smiled at the other party, glancing at the nameplate of the other party, it was Lady Stacy Moore.

Beside the old man was a young woman with flaming hair, but the fiery red hair was as unkempt as a bird's nest, and the woman named Joan Gladys was sleeping on the table at the moment, and she couldn't even see her face.

At the other end of the table, there was a little Lori who was trying to maintain a serious expression, with a pair of emerald green pupils and long brown hair.

However, no matter how much the guy who looks like Akali is about the same size as he maintains a serious expression, it just gives people the feeling of wanting to rush up and pinch his face and kiss it.

However, what really made Mo Long's eyes light up slightly was the other party's ears - those pointed ears were elves?

Mo Long's eyes couldn't help but look at the other party's nameplate, but what made him cry and laugh was that the nameplate of this little Lori was reversed......

Mo Long glanced at this guy who looked "I'm nervous" everywhere despite his serious face, sighed in his heart, and turned his gaze back to the deputy dean named Arnold in the field.

The other party was looking at him with slightly lowered eyelids, and slowly spoke, although he was older, his voice seemed to be full of anger: "Sparky Field?"

Mo Long nodded, he had to admit that this strange name was now his "real name" known to everyone in this world.

Arnold nodded and said, "You will take Edith's place and get the opportunity to study at the Royal Academy of the Ashton Empire." ”

Mo Long couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the guy in front of him, not knowing why the other party would start with such a sentence.

But soon, he understood.

Because the old man said slowly: "You still have a chance now, a chance to choose to give this place to those who need it more, instead of letting yourself waste this precious opportunity."

"The college is willing to give you a large financial compensation if you want to. ”

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