Chapter 738： Imperial Academy (2/2)

"Well that's incredible!" The passerby with a loud voice suddenly widened his eyes. "Then you will definitely be better in the future."

The young man blinked: "Why do you say that?"

"Simple truth, you can learn more when you learn, and you can find good jobs if you know more. In the factory, in the government affairs office, in the military, these decent places can only be written. "The passerby said with a smile, showing a hint of pride," You, like me, I used to be a laborer on the mountain, but now I work as a mechanic in the factory because I entered the evening school ... "

The young man listened to the loud voice in front of him and said these things to himself, gradually getting surprised.

These are superficial "reasons", but they are "reasons" after all.

An ordinary civilian, with such a confident and happy appearance, tells himself these "reasons", which is an unprecedented experience for him.

"Anyway, you guys, you should study hard," the passerby with a loud voice suddenly reached out and patted him twice on the shoulder of the young man. "I can see that you have the ability, and this place welcomes the ability Man, Master Godwin said what it said ... by the way, this is a good time! "

The young man's eyes widened in amazement when his opponent's hand was about to be photographed on his shoulder. He frowned instinctively to avoid it, but his body just stopped slightly, then stopped. Still patted him firmly on the shoulder.

The strong shock from his shoulders shook the young man's body twice. He showed a weird expression for a moment, then covered it with a slightly stiff smile. After a few words of casual reconciliation, he turned to his side. Out of the crowd.

He was going to walk towards the edge of the square and left it inconspicuously from a side road, returning to the pavilion where he was temporarily living, but just a few steps away, he stopped as if he felt something.

The young man raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. In the bright sunlight, he saw two figures walking near.

One of them was a blond man of his own age, but he didn't know him.

The other is a male with a bright smile wearing a dark blue silk jacket with short silver hair.

He knew this.

It's a child of someone else's house.

The heir to the Duchess of the North, Fendil Wilde.

That unique and cold magic breath is difficult to admit, and the young Northbound heir apparently has not yet learned the essence of the Duchess Victoria's control of magic. He appeared in the square, and the vague magic wave was completely hidden. Can't live.

The young man with short brown hair smiled, and walked towards the two people not far away, and the other party had apparently noticed this. Before he spoke, the heir to the north had already waved his hand and shouted. Shouted, "Eleven! Are you really here?"

Elaine Franklin hurried forward and frowned slightly: "Fendil's shouting on the square like this is not what Marquis should do."

"Don't do that, I just managed to leave my aunt's sight," Fendil Wilde waved his hand immediately. "And is it so marquee-like for the crowd to watch the rally?"

Beside them, the blonde young man Philm intended to say hello to a friend's friend, but at the moment opened his eyes a little dullly. He looked at Fendil, and looked at him as Elaine. Stranger, finally looking at Fendil: "... ah?"

"... Damn, I haven't figured out how to say it yet," Fendil suddenly responded, couldn't help holding his forehead and staring at Elaine again. "This is the first time you've messed up with me Thing? "

Elaine froze, as if guessing something. He looked at Film, who was still confused, and then Fendil: "Then this is ..."

"My travel companion, we met on the Highlander, the Highlander is a magic guided mechanical ship, you know, it is ..."

"I know the mechanical boat. I've been on the Baishui River," Elaine shook his head helplessly. "So you didn't tell the travel companion your identity?"

"I don't want to spoil this rare trip," Fendil smiled bitterly and turned to Fillm. "I'm sorry, Fillm, but I didn't mean to hide it. I just didn't want the identity of the Duke of the North Duke to affect us. It's not easy to meet a friend outside the castle. "

"Heir to the Duke of the North ..." The blond young man from Balun finally confirmed the words he heard, and the huge shock even made him feel a little suffocated, "Oh my **** ... so your full name is ..."

"Fendil Wilde," said Fendil, and then pointed to Elaine next to him. "This is Marquis Elaine Franklin, son of the Duke of the West, and I should introduce his title in detail on this occasion. And many of his honorary titles, but that's too much trouble, so this step is omitted.

"Eleven, this one in front of you is Mr. Firm, from Barron, the creator of the phantom drama, an outstanding playwright ... at least I think so."

Firmm's gaze bounced between the two duke's heirs again. As a man determined to become an outstanding playwright, at this moment he suddenly questioned his ability to write the script.

In the face of dramatic reality, his imagination as a playwright suddenly became a bit insufficient.