Walking out of the room, the sun was shining outside and everything looked fine.

It's a good day.

Bathed in the sun, Artim couldn't help but lose his mind as he looked at the scene in front of him.

The scene in front of him, he used to see it almost every day, and he was already accustomed to it, and he didn't feel anything.

But now that I see it again, I feel like I'm in a different world.

After standing there and looking at it for a moment, he turned away and walked to the side of the restaurant.

There is no cafeteria in the Royal Academy of Hodd, but there are various restaurants and vendors, which are organized by nearby merchants.

But even if it's the same place to eat, it's just as distinct.

Richly dressed and armed with nobles, often the sons of the nobility, would choose to enter a few taverns and dine in them.

As for the roadside vendors, this is a place that only civilians frequent.

The two are distinct, like an invisible rule, and rarely crossed.

Although the kingdom of Hodd has undergone a transformation and nominally called for equality for all, the traditional rules still leave their mark on the hearts of many.

Even the Hod Royal Academy, which claims to be the most enlightened, is inevitably affected everywhere.

Adim paused for a moment, then stepped forward and asked for a few loaves of bread from a small merchant.

The bread was freshly baked, and it still had a fragrant aroma, which seemed to be a little different from the bread that Artimus had in his previous life.

The merchant who sold it looked at Artim and seemed a little surprised to see the long sword he was wearing at his waist, but he quickly lowered his head and took it out.

There were two loaves of bread in all, and it cost Adimu four coppers.

"Thank you."

Taking the bread, Artimus turned and left.

In a flat area of the academy, he found a place to sit and eat there.

The freshly baked bread tastes pretty good, with a faint fragrance in it.

"It doesn't seem to be any different from what you find in an aristocratic restaurant........"

Artimu swallowed one bite at a time, the thought flashing through his mind.

In the past, because of his identity, no matter how embarrassed he was, he would choose to enter a place like a noble restaurant for dining.

Like other students from noble backgrounds, he believed that this was the only way to be worthy of his noble status.

It was a disgrace in the eyes of the nobility to enter the dining room where the commoners dined and sit down with the commoners to dine.

But looking at it now, the things in this aristocratic restaurant don't seem to be any different from the things outside.

Well, actually, there is still a difference.

Not only is it more expensive, but in some ways it is inferior.

If the ordinary bread in the mouth of Yadimu is placed in the aristocratic restaurant, the price is at least five coppers, and basically you can only eat cold and hard, which is really far less delicious than the freshly baked bread.

But even so, there are still a large number of people who choose the so-called aristocratic restaurants.

Is it because you can't let go of your identity?

Artimus pondered in his heart, a little unsure.

Maybe it's because of the circle?

Like Ardimu in the past, if he was found to be dining with commoners as the son of a knight, he was likely to be discriminated against and ostracized by those of the same origin.

Maybe that's why it's like this.

In order to fit in with the circle of the aristocracy as much as possible, they would rather pay a higher premium to choose something that is not so good.

And in the process, you may really be brainwashed by some unreasonable words to believe that this is the truth.

For example, if there is no reason for commoners to be lowly or noble, when everyone around them is saying this, they may really believe it.

Yadimu couldn't help but feel a flash of joy in his heart.

He's glad he's understanding more.

The truth behind this simple question was unknown to Artimus in the past.

He just passively followed the people around him, did it according to his instincts, and just went with the flow.

But now, after having the memories of his past life, he understands it all at once.

It may not be memorable, but it is still worth rejoicing for Artimu.

But maybe others don't want to see him so happy, at such times, there will always be people who will come to disturb and choose to interfere with the good mood of others.

"Isn't this Artimu?"

Some surprised voices sounded not far away.

Looking up, a young man in a red robe was standing there.

The boy looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a bright red robe, fair skin, and a long sword at his waist that vividly illustrated his status as a nobleman.

Within the kingdom of Hodd, although official laws have removed restrictions on commoners, various unspoken rules still exist, and only descendants of the nobility are eligible to wear weapons.

Even in a place like the Hodd Royal Academy, those who can wear weapons must be descendants of the nobility.

"Heru, long time no see."

Looking at the young man's appearance, Yadimu was a little surprised, but still greeted politely.

"What are you doing here?"

Heru looked at Adimu's appearance and asked suspiciously.

"As you can see, I'm dining."

Yadimu smiled: "The scenery here is good, I think it is just the right time to rest." ”

"If you're going to eat, why don't you go to the restaurant?"

Heru was a little puzzled.

"In fact, I'm running out of money now, and I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for the restaurant."

Artimu said calmly.

In fact, he has the money that Reagan borrowed just now, and he can still afford to go to the aristocratic restaurant to eat.

It's just that for the current Artimu, he doesn't feel the need to spend that unjust money to deliberately go to that kind of place.

That's purely paying an IQ tax.

Heru subconsciously showed a contemptuous expression on his face, but then quickly disappeared.

For a nobleman, exposing his embarrassed economic state is a very embarrassing scene, which will be made fun of by many.

However, recalling the previous rumors of Artimus, Heru turned to the truth again.

"That's a sad thing."

He pretended to sigh and said with emotion: "I hope your embarrassment will pass soon." ”

"Yes."

Artimu saw the contemptuous expression that flashed on Heru's face, but he didn't care, just smiled and said, "Actually, I think it's not bad now. ”

"That couldn't be better."

Heru nodded, then found an excuse and quickly left.

Looking at this appearance, it seems that he is afraid that Artimu will ask him to borrow money?

As commonly understood, this is indeed quite possible.

People from aristocratic families rarely expose their financial difficulties, but once they do, they are likely to be ready to borrow from you.

But in this case, Heru's reaction also seems to be understandable?

But Yadimu assured that he really didn't have that kind of mind.

However, looking at Heru's almost runaway appearance, he probably understood what was going on, but he didn't say much.

After eating the bread in front of him in two or three bites, Artimus wanted to go back to his room.

"Huh?"

As soon as he got up, Artimu noticed the anomaly.

He noticed that an inexplicable sight seemed to appear in front of him.

A flash of purple flashed in front of him, turning into a miniature hourglass in front of him.

The hourglass looks delicate, with purple grains of sand flying in it and gradually falling.

"What is this?"

Looking at the golden hourglass in front of him, Yadimu was a little surprised.

He didn't feel fear or horror.

Maybe it was because he had just experienced soul fusion, but now that he saw the golden hourglass in front of him, he didn't feel strange and shocked.

On the contrary, looking at the golden hourglass, his first reaction was to wonder what this thing does.

The hourglass is a traditional tool used to keep time in many places, and Yadimu is no stranger to it.

There are many of these things in Hodd College, and they are used in many places.

The hourglass is used to keep time, but what does the hourglass in front of you represent?

Artimus watched carefully.

Inside the golden hourglass is a thin purple sand, which is slowly flowing downward.

However, this speed is very slow, and it is estimated that it will take many days to finish once if you look like it is now.

What happens after the hourglass is completely drained?

The thought crossed Artim's mind.

He had a hunch that when the sand in the hourglass was completely clear, something good should happen.

Other than that......

Artimus looked at the small piece of bread that was still left in his hand, a little thoughtful.

The bread in front of me is not small, a piece of bread is enough for an ordinary person to eat two meals.

But Yadimu had only eaten two pieces, but he didn't feel anything, and he still had an inexplicable feeling of hunger.

This is not unusual.

Although the amount of food he had eaten before was not small, it was not to such an exaggerated extent.

Don't......

To test his thoughts, he got up again and went to buy two loaves of bread.

The vendor was a little puzzled by his return and return, but when he learned of his intention, he enthusiastically took out the bread and put it in the hands of Artimu.

Artimus stepped aside and nibbled on the bread alone.

Really.

After nibbling on the two loaves of bread, Artim did not feel the slightest fullness despite not being hungry.

It's pretty much certain.

The amount of a piece of bread is not small, and Yadimu's stomach is so big, and after eating four pieces in one go, it stands to reason that he should have died a long time ago.

But now there is no reaction at all.

This can obviously only be explained by something else.

Looking at it again, after eating so many things, it seems that even the hourglass in front of me has changed, and there is a lot more sand falling in it.

Maybe if it goes on like this, it won't be over in a few days.

Yatimu was looking forward to it.

He felt that the hourglass in front of him was most likely the product of his soul fusion.

According to the memory of the previous life, is it the golden finger that only came after the crossing?

From the memories of his previous life, Yadimu learned that there were many legendary stories in that world, and most of the protagonists in them had the experience of crossing over and their own golden fingers.

He has now experienced soul fusion, and after awakening the memories of his previous life, he can barely be regarded as a traverser, and it seems reasonable to awaken a golden finger of his own?

Artim thought so.

No way.

There was no similar situation around him, so naturally he didn't know if his situation was abnormal.

Since I don't know, I can only understand it this way.