"Go by yourself, I want to go around the imperial capital."

"Okay......

The vice president wanted to say something but didn't say anything, and probably didn't know where to suggest Annan go.

The streets along Montreal Hill are surprisingly gentle, but the streets that stretch out into the distance have a significant curvature. Coming to the upper town, the streets become wide and gentle, and a solemn complex of buildings emerges ahead.

This area is the area of the Imperial Ministry of Ceremonies. The tall building that rises from the ground and is based on red and blue is the main building of the ceremonial department.

The vice dean stepped out of the carriage, and Annan looked around the street, looking for signs of the other colleges. His presence caught the attention of the guards, who noticed the Montreal family emblem on the carriage and looked away.

Let Annan not use to pick himself up, the deputy director and one of the guards said something, and stepped into a building.

The crisp horseshoes sounded again, and Annan saw an unknown student step out of the carriage with the insignia of the college he didn't know at the other end of the street.

Driving out of the Imperial Ministry of Ceremonies, there were more pedestrians on the streets again.

It's hard to imagine that there's a nest of chaos and evil underground.

Annan asked the groom if he knew where it was worth visiting.

"Would you like to go to the palace garden around the mountain? Part of the garden is open for visits. ”

"Forget it."

What if you are targeted by the children of the royal family?

"What about the opera house? Well-known dancers from Wilhelm are parading the show. ”

"Nope."

What to do if you fall in love with a well-known dancer.

"What about museums? The Imperial Capital Museum also has a number of extraordinary collections, talking paintings and walking statues. ”

"Don't."

In case you get entangled by the girl in the oil painting.

With the introduction of the groom and Annan's hesitation, the carriage passed by a fortress-like building emblazoned with a giant shield that glittered in the sun.

"Where is this?"

Traces of breakage and antiquity speak silently of its history – it is undoubtedly one of the fortresses that once stood out against foreign enemies.

But the thought of being soaked in becomes a little strange......

"This is Lord Orin's Knights."

"The tomboy?"

The groom didn't dare to say anything, who knew what this boy had to do with Lord Orin.

"Do you know the elven warlocks in the imperial capital?" Annan remembered something at this time.

The groom shook his head.

"What about Chirp O'Brien?"

"Not either."

"Okay, I'll just take a look around here......"

Annan's contact with Orin Montreal was generally pleasant, and he only knew her.

"I want to see Orin."

The guards standing in front of the Knights' door knew the groom and led Annan to the office.

"Who is he?" A young man in thin armor asked.

"This gentleman was sent by the groom to see Lord Orin."

The young man did not suspect him, and pried open the door and led Annan in.

A figure sat at the table, the dust drifting away in the sunlight, giving the woman in front of the window a layer of knightly perseverance.

"What are you going to do?" A furrowed brow added to the harshness.

"The vice president went to sign up, and I asked the groom to take me around, just passing by here."

Orin Montreal had nothing to say to the temporary guests: "I have something to do. Thor, take him out. ”

Her attitude surprised Annan: "Now you are so indifferent, as if we have never gotten along." ”

The eyelids of the young man known as Thor jumped, how could someone talk to the Iron Lady like this......?

The quill that Olyn Montreal was holding froze, and she stared at Annan in an unkind tone, repeating: "I'm working." ”

"Well, I won't bother you."

Annan was about to go out with his head down.

“…… I have something to do. Did you know you've been keeping us busy with your arrival? Also clean up the area. But Annan was a guest after all, and Orin Montreal had to explain.

"Clear the area?"

Annan seems to have captured some inside story.

Orin Montreal was silent, and glanced at Thor stealthily. But somehow, Ser, who knew himself, didn't see that he was asking him to take people away, but went out by himself and closed the door from the outside.

Bang –

Orin Montreal looked at Annan and hoped that he would leave on his own initiative.

And Annan, who thought that there was a secret that outsiders couldn't hear, sat down, still worried about her: "Won't you get you trouble if you tell me this?" ”

"So I didn't say anything."

Orin Montreal continued to remain indifferent until Annan suddenly asked, "What is the bottom nest like?" ”

"How do you know about the bottom nest?"

"It's no secret."

Orin Montreal stared at Annan carefully for a long time, making sure he really didn't know anything, opened the drawer, and placed a piece of parchment on the table.

Annan walked over and picked up the parchment, and saw the dark caverns, dense metal pipes, and huge gears of unknown use.

Looks much better than the groom said. However, it is possible that this is not where the "rat people" live.

"This is what the bottom nest looks like?"

"I don't know...... I haven't been to the bottom nest. Unexpectedly, Orin Montreal shook her head and said. This is the Order's headquarters, and it's time for you to leave. ”

"Okay."

Annan put down the parchment and walked to the door, and when he opened the door, he suddenly turned back.

"What's the matter!"

No, but Orin Montreal's attitude made Annan deliberately say: "The ancestor said that he wanted to eat some desserts, remember to buy them." ”

Woman, you are indifferent to my charm, then bear my teasing!

"Got it. Also, don't cast spells in the Imperial Capital. ”

Sartovis did this, and the guards would only criticize it for the sake of the students of Salz Academy, but the imperial capital would even arrest the epic.

The thought of Mr. Svarro being escorted to Annan makes me want to laugh.

Returning to the carriage under Thal's strange gaze, he returned to the manor.

That night, Orin Montreal brought the hazelnut cake she bought herself to wake up her sleeping ancestor.

"Ancestor, I bought it for you."

"What did you say?"

"I said I bought you dessert!"

"I don't want to eat it."

"It wasn't you who made Annan ......"

Orin Montreal suddenly closed her mouth.

The old woman's wrinkled face suddenly relaxed: "...... Oh, I remember, I asked little Annan to buy it. ”

"Old Ancestor......" Ou Lin said helplessly, but had to give up on making trouble with Annan.

As night falls, the glorious city in the distance brings an unforgettable night to the teachers and students of the Salz School of Magic. Early the next morning, two Imperial Etiquette officials arrived at the manor. They carried a piece of parchment.

At this moment, in front of the teachers and students of the one hundred and sixty academies scattered throughout the imperial capital, the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette uncovered the parchment.

A magnificent voice came to their minds.

(End of chapter)