"Do these students have my goals?"

Annan's attention returned to his feet from the distant ocean, exuding the potential of a warlock.

"You should know these people the most. Randy Porter, whose mother was a Propaganda Department officer. Getting to know him gives you some convenience within the Empire. Melissa Syatt, her father was rich but lacked strength. Ruby Rice, the president of the Brotherhood of the School next door, this position allows you to do a lot of things, and he is also the sister-in-law of Count Marino, Xana Waters, she is the president of the Sisterhood, and her identity is mysterious, some say it is the daughter of the prince, some say it is the daughter of a legend. ”

Alice said a bunch of names, and Annan struggled to remember and fantasize that he was well-read.

"There are also students who can't be contacted, such as Suni Plet, whose father is an official in the Ministry of Home Affairs......"

Annan suddenly spoke: "I remember that you said that I can apply for a fief with the Imperial Ministry of the Interior?" ”

"Well, but don't hope that Suni will influence her father, she is ...... among the children," Alice thought for a moment how to describe it, "not very seriously." ”

Alice didn't pay much attention to what Annan thought.

Annan thought that he would not be eligible to attend the magic academy if he didn't pay much attention to it, but Alice said that Suni Pulley also had an older brother who was in the Sertovis Academy of Magic.

This southern city of the Empire, which is larger than Breeze City, actually has two academies!

Moreover, the division of labor between the two academies is different, the Srtovis Academy of Magic is only talent and merit, where there are either geniuses or bloodlines, and the glory of the students is themselves. And the Salz School of Magic is status-only, as long as the status is noble, you can join, and the glory of the students is their elders...... For example, Alice, who doesn't like to study, is because of her father, Mr. Evaro.

So the Salz Academy of Magic has always been pressed by the Sartovis Academy of Magic.

Thinking about it this way, Annan, who became a fourth-level warlock at a young age and can also summon large elements and blue dragons with portals, should enter the Sartovis Academy of Magic, but his purpose is to get a fief and not to become a good student.

"The daughter of that Home Ministry official, Ni ......"

"Suni Pulle."

"Suni Play counts as well. A rat man also fights, and a group of rat people also fights. "Annan exudes the temperament of a nezumi nemesis.

But Alice told Annan for the second time not to get his hopes up, because the Ministry of the Interior was full of stale, bloated and bureaucratic things.

There are many factions within the empire, and different forces are flourishing, and they compete with each other for power, but at the same time, in order to avoid outsiders taking a piece of the pie and affecting their internal friction, they are united in the outside: all those who dare to enter the Ministry of the Interior are either shelved or exploited by officials at all levels.

Interior officials, who invented the process, were proud of it, claiming that it would allow urgent government affairs to be prioritized first, and that it was a "creative increase in imperial tax revenues."

If you want to get through, you have to throw a lot of money at them. Starting with Srtoves, and throwing it all the way to the imperial capital, when your fief application finally rests on the desk of the Minister of the Interior, it is lazily opened, and then a loophole is found: "Your fief is solved." What? You are not a citizen of the Empire? That's not part of the process, you have to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and submit your application first. and then call back to reapply......

Unless Annan can charm the officials of the Ministry of the Interior from the bottom up.

"Try it and you don't lose anything." Annan said.

He is now obsessed with everything that doesn't cost money.

Annan and Alice talk about what happened after the migration. His words are a bit much, from the psychological analysis, Annan left the familiar typhoon shelter and came to a strange environment and lacked a sense of security, translated into words that local people can understand: Annan has a great affection for her because he only knows Alice here.

It was almost morning when Alice, who didn't go to class, led Annan to meet the vice president of the college.

It was a middle-aged aristocrat with an obese body, and his narrow eyes shimmered with philistine and shrewdness. The vice dean was indifferent when Alice said that Annan was a gifted warlock, when he said that he was one step away from the elite, the vice dean looked through the documents impatiently, looked out the window impatiently when he said that he could summon large elements, and enthusiastically pounced on him and held Annan's hand when he said that he was the king of the north.

"The legend of the Twelve Kings of the North is known to everyone—"

The king of the north has only a reputation in the Tatunn Empire, but it is enough, because the kings of the north are all in the north, and Annam is the first king of the north to come to Middle-earth...... The Associate Dean, who saw the great potential in it, became enthusiastic.

Alice cleverly discovered the change in the vice dean and raised Annan's value: "Annan and his territory persevered in the rat plague for a month, and finally due to the betrayal of the kingdom, the rat plague and the demon tide, he was disheartened by the Montreal branch family. So he came to the Empire to seek refuge in the Golden House of Montreal. ”

With a keen sense of politics, the vice president looked at Annan like Elimoas looked at a box of gold coins. He promised to solve the problem of Annan's enrollment today and be able to come to class tomorrow.

After easily solving the enrollment problem, Annan and Alice went out.

Mutter~

Alice looked at Annan's belly, and Annan looked up at the window: "Where did the cuckoo come from?" ”

"We're almost done with the teaching area, let's go to the rest area."

Alice couldn't help but take Annan straight to the cafeteria, where Annan received much less attention, and the rat people would not look around while eating.

While no one was paying attention, Annan quietly hid a chicken leg in his pocket.

"Does Srtoves have scavengers?"

"Of course."

Annan asked about the location of the scavenger's headquarters, and was going to look for an opportunity to visit, mainly to see if the "centurion" was still there.

As for joining the scavengers...... Annan's goodwill and trust in the scavenger concept in Breeze City was shattered by the scavengers in Wangcheng.

Annan didn't eat less, compared to the meat and sweet food in the north, the food in Middle-earth has long been out of the category of "just cooked", and the taste is more layered and more refined.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Alice sent Annan to the gate of the academy, and Annan hesitated, unable to say anything about his lack of money.

Annan walked the streets, and this leisurely stroll allowed him to fully appreciate the city's customs.

The main thing is that there is no money to ride in a carriage.

A group of ascetics approached. Their naked bodies were covered with the whip marks of self-redemption, and each of them had a look of confusion and pathos. for their God is gone.

Returning to the mansion and taking out the key to open the door, Annan saw that Martin was gnawing on the corner of the table when he woke up.

"I've got something to eat for you."

Annan came to the table and pulled out the chicken legs, bread, pastries, and finally a few sweets from his other pockets.

"Cousin, you're so nice!"

(End of chapter)