When the turmoil outside intensified, Arthur obediently hid in the academy and practiced hard, never taking half a step out of the academy.

During this period, Arthur was a little surprised to receive a thousand gold coins from the old butler entrusted by the middle-aged scribe. However, Arthur could roughly guess what the other party meant, and he just wanted to make friends with himself in advance and be able to serve him in the future. These gatekeeper nobles often used the means of enveloping, and the talkative Morar often whispered in Arthur's ear.

But Arthur was still young after all, and what he didn't expect was that the middle-aged scribe even Arnold was also counted.

Arthur accepted these gold coins sent to the door, but it was a different set of ideas, the mercenary group had made Arthur accustomed to everything from the mercenary's thinking, and he took the money he thanked as a matter of course as his reward for saving Lucy. As for the other party's desire to make him work, Arthur will regard everything as a mercenary mission, and he has the right to decide whether to accept or not according to the amount of remuneration.

Arthur categorically refused the invitation to come to the door, and he didn't dare to go out at this time.

Whether it is the cultivation of fighting spirit and the accumulation of magic, it is the kung fu of water milling, a little accumulation, repeated tempering, and breakthroughs between life and death, in exchange for the improvement of level and combat power, in this road of the strong man full of thorns and tribulations, Arthur has a long way to go!

When the first snowflakes of winter fell in Singaruru, it had been half a year since Arthur entered the Blood Academy.

On the way back to his room, the slightest chill of the snowflakes on his face made the burning heat in Arthur's body subside a little.

Arthur examined the fighting qi in his body, and it was still far from the fighting qi needed to break through the third-order martial artist, but the pain brought to him by Danyang refining was becoming more and more difficult. Without the guidance of Keynes and Randall, it was all up to him, and sometimes Arthur himself doubted, wondering how long he could hold out on this path?

Arthur raised his face, allowing more snowflakes to fall on his skin, allowing the coldness to slightly offset some of the nerve-burning sensations after cultivation.

A thought flashed through Arthur's mind, "Maybe there's a better way to relieve this pain?"

Thinking in his heart, he unconsciously walked on another road, the road to the administrative area of the academy and the royal library.

This was Arthur's first visit to the library in half a year, and when Arthur was thinking about whether to find someone to ask, a fat white man came up to him.

"Boss, why did you come here, you can't go to Professor Skeleton again, right?" Moral greeted Arthur from afar.

After more than half a year of study, each student has a professor he likes or dislikes, and Arthur's strange favorite professor is actually Professor Ogu, who is privately called "Professor Skeleton" that students avoid.

Arthur's reason is also very simple, Professor Ogu knocked himself down twice, and he didn't know how the other party made a move. Professor Ogu is the most powerful warrior he knows, stronger than before Captain Keynes became a general, respecting the strong and getting close to the strong, this is the simplest mercenary thinking.

And after the actual contact, Arthur found that Professor Ogu was not as unapproachable as the outside world rumored to be (in fact, Arthur, who could handle even Randall's bad temper, had no one who couldn't handle it). Occasionally, Arthur would ask Professor Ogu for some questions that he didn't understand in his cultivation, and he found that Professor Ogu, who was in charge of the Academy's discipline, actually had a lot of knowledge in magic and vindictiveness. Therefore, Arthur was often seen here to consult Professor Ogu, and this is why Morar asked.

Arthur glared at Morar angrily. When Arthur was immersed in painful cultivation all day long, Moral, a lazy guy, was dangling in front of Arthur's eyes all day with nothing to do, and he seemed to have come to the academy to mess around, which made Arthur's heart extremely unbalanced.

"I guess I'm asking you what you're doing here, right?"

After being with Arthur for a long time, Morar had already figured out Arthur's temper and knew that he was not really angry with himself, so he smiled cheekily and said, "I went to the library to find two powerful and fast gold magic." ”

Arthur looked at Morar in surprise, "Is the sun coming out of the west?

"I don't want to, isn't the year-end exam coming soon? If I get eliminated at the end of the line, our old man will kill me." Morar grumbled with a sad face.

Arthur suddenly remembered that old Harry suddenly came to class one day to talk about the year-end assessment, and also mentioned elimination, Arthur thought that it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't take it to heart.

But for some students like Moral, who don't want to make progress all day, the year-end assessment is a deadly sword hanging over their heads.

The kingdom stipulates that students of the Blood Academy can be knighted directly after graduation. But this is not a back door opened by His Majesty Strachrich to the children of the big nobles and wealthy people in the kingdom, but through his own ideas, he is deliberately cultivating the backbone of the nobles of the kingdom.

The stability of the aristocracy is the foundation of the stability of the kingdom's political power, and His Majesty Strachey does not want a nobleman who is arrogant and lascivious, but a true nobleman who is independent and tenacious, who is responsible for glory and responsibility.

The Blood Academy is a platform for the cultivation of true nobles for the kingdom in accordance with the will of His Majesty Streich, and the students who come out of here will be the backbone of the noble class of this kingdom.

Therefore, many of the systems of the academy were personally set by His Majesty Streich, such as the strict admission system for third-level martial artists or second-level magicians under the age of sixteen, in order to select the best talents for the kingdom.

There is also a last-place elimination system, with a year-end assessment, and the last one in the assessment is directly eliminated, and one is eliminated every year. Arthur and his class of 23 new magicians, after five years, only 18 can theoretically receive knighthoods, and the actual number is even lower than this. On the Wuyun Hall side, one person will be eliminated in each class, and 20 people will be eliminated in five years.

His Majesty Stredges emphasized both rewards and punishments, and the elimination of the last place in the assessment, and the first place in the assessment will have a scholarship, and the amount is exactly 3,000 gold coins for the full tuition fee of the following year.

There is only one way to assess, a competition between students, which is also in line with His Majesty's consistent concept, no matter how well you learn, all the knowledge that can't be used in actual combat is bullshit!

Looking at Moral's crying and sad expression, Arthur was now much more balanced in his heart, and asked with a forced smile, "Then did you find it?"

Morar spread his empty hands and sighed, "The powerful ones are too complicated, and the ones that are easy to use are all chicken rib magic, which is completely useless in battle." ”

Arthur can't wait to go up and kick him twice, he is usually lazy all day long, and he still wants to take shortcuts when it is critical, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

But Arthur can't help him, if this guy is really eliminated, there will be no one to do a lot of things for him, "Let's go, I just happened to go to the library, I can help you find it by the way." ”