Chapter 156 Princeton Royal Academy

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Imperial Royal Academy, also known as Princeton Royal Academy, holding a letter of introduction written by Angelina and signed by King Faustin, Locke slowly entered the campus.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" A woman who seemed to be a staff member in the college walked up to Locke and asked.

The lady was wearing the blue work uniform of Princeton College, with a card representing her identity on her chest. Unfortunately, Locke didn't know much Omor script, so he couldn't recognize the lady's name.

"Yes, I'm going to the Knights Perseverance Academy." Locke stammered out the words in the unskilled Ormore language.

When the woman heard it, she first showed a look of surprise, and then her smile became flattering, "Come on, I'll take you there."

Locke, a low-level attendant, was held by an ordinary woman without any strength. On the way, Locke felt that the woman who was leading the way in front of him rubbed Locke's palm intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman's appearance is only average, but it may be because she wears a work uniform and is an Omor. Locke gives her a lot of extra points in her heart, so she doesn't care about her unreasonableness.

Princeton College is very large, covering an area close to a town, with complete parks and grasslands. It is said that there is also a horse farm dedicated to training horsemen. The college has six branches, two magician colleges, four knight colleges, and Locke. The knight perseverance academy that I went to ranks second among the four knight academies.

These are the information that the woman told Locke on the way, and one more thing is that the woman's name is Lucy.

Lucy's diligence made Locke extremely uncomfortable. What he didn't know was that those who could go to Princeton Royal Academy were either rich or expensive. There was hardly a single student from a simple background. Lucy thought this was someone who entered the academy by mistake. , who knew that he was actually a golden tortoise-in-law.

Lucy is just the daughter of an ordinary businessman in Princeton. Because a client who has a good relationship with her father is in charge of purchasing at Princeton College, Lucy is recruited as an ordinary logistics staff.

However, even being an ordinary clerk at Princeton College is a role that everyone envies in the imperial capital.

All imperial girls dreaming of princesses hope that a prince riding a white horse can take them away and live a prosperous and happy life from now on.

Although Locke is not handsome, his conditions are also good. He has participated in the war all the year round. Locke has a strong physique and a decent height. In Lucy's view, he is already an out-and-out tall and rich handsome.

Lucy couldn't guess at the moment. He was unwilling to be Angelina's companion, because he hated reading and studying. Fortunately, through Lucy's words, Locke knew that the knight's training course, the culture course only A very small part, the vast majority are actual combat, which makes Locke very reassured.

After bringing Locke to the place, Lucy reluctantly said goodbye to Locke. A servant like her is not qualified to stay in the place where the students of the college are studying for a long time, "189 Enton Street." When Lucy and Locke left by mistake, Tell Locke your house number.

As for Locke's memory, only God knows.

Getting rid of this enthusiastic Ms. Omore, Locke walked into a large five-story teaching building with his letter of recommendation.

Ignoring the curious eyes of others in the teaching building, Locke stood calmly in front of the office marked with the Admissions Office.

Gently knocked on the door, "Please come in!" A middle-aged male voice came out.

Pushing the door to enter, the inside area is about 200 square meters. There are more than ten wooden tables in various directions, and behind each wooden table sits a busy staff member.

Locke walked straight to a middle-aged man with a beer belly. The reason why he was so sure was because this middle-aged man was the only one who was not working, but looked at Locke, who was getting started, curiously.

"Hello, I'm a freshman." Locke said respectfully, and when he got closer, he realized that this unremarkable middle-aged man turned out to be an official knight.

Maybe the tonnage is directly proportional to his strength. In short, the middle-aged man gave him the feeling that he was stronger than the Xifei knight, and of course weaker than the black armor knight named Garen.

The middle-aged man curiously took the letter of introduction and the visa representing Locke's identity from Locke, opened it, glanced at it, and then closed it.

"You didn't bring any magic items to hide your strength, did you?" the middle-aged man asked.

"No, my lord," Locke replied.

"Low-level knight attendant?"

"Yes."

"Take this and report to Class 3, Year 2!" The middle-aged man patted a school badge on the table and saw off the guest.

After Locke left, in the admissions office, several staff members began to deal with Locke's admissions matters. They were all busy these days, and a few people chatted, "Huh? Forstan people."

"The Faustin Kingdom only has a recommendation quota for three years, how can it be given to such an unremarkable boy."

"Who knows, perhaps the king's illegitimate son?"

"Well, that makes sense."

. . . . . .

Under the guidance of the staff in the teaching building, Locke finally found his classroom at the corner of the fourth floor.

This is a huge amphitheater with thirty people sitting scattered around, and there is a curly-haired man standing on the podium, who should be their mentor.

Before Locke could introduce himself, the curly-haired man scolded, "You're late! Find a seat.

sit down! "

Locke walked to a spot on the left side of the front middle row of the classroom.

"Hello, my name is Henry!" said the freckled boy, who was only one empty seat away from Locke's.

"Hello, my name is Locke." Hearing the kid say his name is Henry, Locke's first thought was the Henry in charge of the Baron's transport team.

The whole morning ended in the chatter of the curly-haired man on the podium. Most of what he talked about was school rules and discipline. Because the man spoke too fast, Locke could only barely listen.

Fortunately, Henry at the same table is a local and a talkative guy. In a few words, he summed up the curly-haired man for a whole morning.

During school, you are not allowed to do anything at will, you need to apply for a duel, you need to have more than two tutors as witnesses, and they need to complete 120 credits in one year. If they are dissatisfied, they will be ordered to drop out of the school. . . .

"If you can't remember, you can go to the gate of the academy to see." Henry squeezed a smile.

The gate of Princeton College is very impressive. When he and Angelina entered the school, they were dazzled by the words that took up half of the wall. Is that the school rules? Locke felt his head go big.

At noon, I followed the crowd to the cafeteria. The cafeteria of the Knights Perseverance Branch is a three-story building, and students can dine on a certain floor at will.

Locke and Henry chose the bottom layer, "The ones above can't afford it!" This was Henry's answer.

During the communication with Henry, Locke knew that he was the direct bloodline of a Viscount of the Omor Empire. He was sent to study by his family, and he was still a lord himself.

Asked Locke, when he learned that he was from the Faustin Kingdom, Henry's interest greatly increased, and he had not been abroad yet.

Locke currently only has the status of a noble child, and the embarrassing status of no specific title did not make Henry's attitude indifferent, which made Locke feel that this is a person worthy of deep friendship.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon. After strolling around the campus, Locke walked to the gate of Princeton College and waited for Angelina who came out of the Magician Branch.

Unlike Locke who only knew one Henry all day, Angelina's popularity was obviously better. Yingyingyanyan surrounded a group of girls, attracting the attention of a group of male students outside the academy.

"Who is this?" An attractive woman with long red wavy hair asked Angelina beside her.

"My fiancé!" Angelina walked forward with a smile and kissed Locke's cheek, leaving all the women with astonished eyes.

After saying goodbye to the acquaintances, Angelina and Locke got into the carriage that picked them up. The coachman was a captain of the dark guard, a high-ranking attendant. With a wave of the whip, the carriage slowly walked towards the Avenue de Champs.

It was only three streets away, but Locke didn't understand that he had to take a carriage to and from school.

"It's a status symbol," Angelina said.

Not only them, but almost every student who walked out of Princeton College will have a corresponding carriage on the road outside.

Locke even speculated why the road outside Princeton College, which is wider than other places, reaching a width of 30 meters, is for these people to park their carriages.

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