Compared to the dilapidated scene outside, the interior of the Magic Chapel is quite fresh and tidy.

Although the décor is modest, the style and environment can make it feel natural and easy-going.

The first floor is the location of the class, which is divided into several areas, and the entrance of each area will be marked with a class sign with different words.

For example, "Classroom One", "Classroom Two", etc.

I followed up to the second floor and found that the second floor was used for the teacher's office.

In front of each room, there is a corresponding plaque to indicate it.

The most conspicuous thing is the room with the door open and a plaque hanging above it that reads "Office".

The noise came, and the second floor was much more lively than the first floor, which can be described as full of people.

Wayne stopped with us, and I stood in the doorway, looking in, and saw many parents with their children, one by one registering at their desks.

This scene is very familiar to me, and in my previous life, I saw this scene when I signed up for school.

I noticed that except for the desk in front of a plainly dressed man in a middle shirt, several other desks were lined up with people.

He should be the principal of the school.

"Come in, boys.

Let me tell you, the students I brought in can enjoy priority treatment when they sign up, and they don't have to queue up! ”

Wayne smiled at me and Murray and Lilith, knocked on the open door, and motioned for us to go in.

The man in the middle shirt in front of him looked up, and about half a hundred of him glanced in our direction, with a happy look on his face.

"Hehe, Wayne, half a year has passed, and you can be regarded as back!"

"Uh-huh, Principal Vic, I'm only bringing three students this time!"

"Well, it's better than nothing.

Come and sign up! ”

The man in the middle shirt beckoned a few of us to come over, and I walked in the front, looking at him with a smile on my face.

"Come on, come on, here's a flyer from our school of magic, you three kids take a good look at it.

The entrance fee only needs 500 copper coins, including food and accommodation, and the benefits are still very good! ”

I first received a leaflet, took it in my hand, looked at it, and scratched my head unconsciously.

There are some school slogans written on it, such as cultivating virtue and strengthening the body, and welcoming the concept of good education.

At the bottom, it is indicated that the tuition fee for one semester costs 500 copper coins.

A semester is not expensive.

But, if a whole year is counted as one semester, I will stay in this magic school for three years, which is three semesters.

It means that I need to hand in 1,500 copper coins.

That's astronomical to me, almost enough to cover Rodney's grandfather's salary for an entire year.

I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten the burden of money in the donkey cart, and after saying hello to Wayne, I went downstairs to the donkey cart parked at the entrance of the school.

"Ah, you're scared to death!"

As soon as I climbed in, Murry, who bumped into me, suddenly startled me.

I didn't grasp the handle and fell, hitting the ground with my butt.

"You should be the one who scares me, right?"

Murray replied angrily, carrying his bags and jumping out of the carriage.

I didn't notice he was missing when I was in the office, and it looked like he had come down before me to get something.

"Hey!"

With a sigh, I stood up and dusted myself off and found the baggage in the carriage where the coins were stored.

Inside the baggage was the wand that Rodney's grandfather had given me, and a worn-out leather book.

I carried my burden and looked at the blue cloth that I had taken out of it.

The blue cloth is wrapped in a full 20 silver coins, which is equivalent to 2,000 copper coins.

If you change it to the lowest-grade coin "Belo", you can have 20,000 pieces.

This was saved by Rodney's grandfather, and my heart fluttered at the thought of his tired and thin appearance.

Before getting off the train, I noticed that there was a red envelope with a bow tied next to the table and chair in the carriage.

That was supposed to be Lilith's.

She seemed to have carried it with her before, maybe she still had money in it, and she might come down to get it later, so she might as well help send it to her.

With this in mind, I grabbed my baggage and jumped out of the donkey cart.

Suddenly, Lilith appeared in front of me, her eyes squinting at me.

"Here, this is your baggage, right?

I'm just going to bring it to you! ”

"Hmph, who told you to touch my stuff?"

Lilith snatched the burden I handed me and glared at me in disgust.

"Don't worry, I didn't steal anything from you, I just kindly helped!"

I try to squeeze out a smile and behave kindly.

Lilith looked unconvinced and was about to open her baggage to check.

I walked into the Magic Chapel on my own and came to the location of the headmaster's office on the second floor.

"Hehe, Randy is finally back?"

Wayne looked at me with a smile and a kind expression.

I was about to take out 15 silver coins and hand them over to my desk, when the man in the shirt handed me a form to fill out.

"Your name is Randy, right, Wayne has already told me about your situation, I'm the headmaster of Cocoa School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I approved a poverty allowance form for you.

After filling it out, you only need to pay half of the tuition fee for one semester, which is 250 copper coins.

If you pass the grades, you will be eligible to stay in school and continue to receive the grant.

If you can become an honor student, then as a poor student, you can enjoy the benefit of receiving an additional silver coin every month. ”

Principal Vic's voice was calm and flat, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes made him look older.

I took the form and suddenly noticed that all the parents in the office were looking in my direction.

A middle-aged uncle looked at Vic and asked excitedly: "Principal, my child's family conditions are not good, how can I apply for this subsidy?" ”

"Yes, principal, my child also wants a subsidy."

"And mine!"

These parents shouted more and more excitedly under the slogan of asking for subsidies for their children.

It seems that this kind of thing that can take advantage of it is very attractive.

I saw it in my eyes, and I felt a sense of cowardice in my heart.

Because this subsidy is very shameless in my hands, and it means that I am a poor student!

But if you think about it carefully, why should you pay for prostitution?

It's a blessing for me, I'm 32 years old, and I should learn to be thicker.

Thin-skinned people have some benefits that they can't fight.

If you want to survive in society, you have to rely on being thick-skinned and even breaking through some petty morals in order to win more benefits.

From the people, chaebols, officials and even the state, there is no inherently stipulated, and interests cannot be contested.

Although I came here for nothing, I can't lose it in vain because I can't look at it.

So, I took it a little slower and looked at it with optimism.

"Thank you very much for the care of the school, I will work hard!"

I bowed and thanked.

Vic nodded slightly, answering the parents who asked the previous question, "Randy was raised by his grandfather who worked in the fields without his parents.

I don't need to say more about his family situation, everyone can understand it, right?

In recent years, the education policy of the Jincaster Empire has been greatly improved and improved, and it has also begun to pay attention to the problem of whether the children of the peasants can afford to go to magic schools......"

Vic's explanation made these parents dispel the idea of applying for a grant.

I saw a look of disappointment, even disdain, on their faces.

"Heh, I suddenly feel that the conditions of my family are quite good, and they are building houses for the nobles, which is much better than that of the peasants."

"I'm at least a farmer, and it's not uncommon for these broken money to be given to farmers."

"I don't need to, I'm a pig farmer who is better off than a farmer......"

Hey, weren't you all clamoring to apply for a grant?

Why are they all disgusted now, and even discriminatory.

It seems that farmers are not too unbearable in this world, right?

It must be their vanity at work!