Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 151 Reagan’s Fear

As the Arnold Territory developed over time, the number of residents with temporary residence permits has become equal to the number of territorial citizens.

Except for few entertainment facilities, Miracle City has a complete range of other buildings, and the variety is no less than that of the Royal Capital.

It can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

As for the so-called 'entertainment venues', they are limited to small banquets attended by powerful people such as nobles or wealthy businessmen, and they are not entertainment, but more about resource exchange and transactions.

In the minds of common people, these 'play' things are exclusive to the nobles and have nothing to do with common people like them.

In their eyes, today's life is already a form of entertainment. There is no happier thing than using the spare money they earn to buy things they like.

Every traveling businessman who comes here will sigh in disbelief and tell the people of Arnold Territory about the bad conditions in other places.

War continued, plague broke out, nobles exploited, famine and other natural and man-made disasters.

Comparing the two, the people of Arnold felt happy, cherished their current life even more, and were grateful to their lord.

A restaurant in the city.

Milan returned home and excitedly told his grandfather, "Grandpa, I saw the lord today!"

Mark, who was in the kitchen, put down the cooking utensils in his hands, his old face was full of smiles, and he said happily: "Tell me what's going on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his grandson taking out a shiny gold coin. He was startled and asked about it and learned that it was a scholarship.

"Is the scholarship thing true?"

Mark was surprised and sighed. He said: "I have been running a restaurant for almost a year and I have only earned one gold coin. Alas. Milan, you must not let down the lord's training."

"I know, just give this gold coin to Grandpa to keep." Milan nodded heavily, even if Grandpa didn't tell him, he would do it.

Mark did not accept the gold coin, but let his grandson use it himself, but he still reminded him to be cautious.

Milan hesitated for a while and put it in his pocket, and then talked about the appearance of the lord at the graduation ceremony. Mark listened with interest, as if he really saw the lord in front of him.

"Mr. Mark, I brought someone here to eat. Where is he?"

At this time, a loud voice came from the kitchen. Mark opened the curtain and went out. When he saw the person coming, he smiled solemnly and said: "Captain Byron, you came very early today. Aren't you busy?"

The visitor was Byron from the security team, followed by several cronies, all of whom came to dine at Mark's Restaurant.

"I haven't been very busy recently, so I can rest on time."

As Byron spoke, he sat down at a table with his cronies. The diners in the restaurant were all old acquaintances and knew Byron, and greeted each other.

"What would Uncle Byron want?"

After class, Milan would also help his grandfather in the store, cleaning and reporting menus.

Seeing Milan, Byron raised a smile and said, "Little Milan, school is out? I remember today is the graduation ceremony of the college. How did you do in the exam?"

When he worked as a construction site foreman, he met Mark, who often brought food home, and later became a little interested in his family's affairs.

"First in the exam."

Byron was stunned for a moment, and other diners looked over. Someone suddenly said, "I heard that the Office of Affairs will award scholarships to students who top the exam. Is this true?"

Although a long time has passed, many people still remember this matter. After all, it was a large amount of money of one gold coin.

Milan nodded calmly, showed a harmless smile, and said: "It's true, I also met the lord today."

Everyone was shocked, including Byron.

How hard it is to see the lord. Everyone in the Arnold Territory knows that a certain marquis who had heard about the visit to the royal capital could not make an appointment with the lord.

But, this kind of lord actually attended the college's graduation ceremony?
Does this mean that in the minds of the lords, college education is more important than meeting the Marquis?

The curious diners forgot to eat and quickly asked Milan about the details.

Milan didn't mind and answered in detail.

Next to him, Mark didn't expect what he just told him, and his grandson immediately shook him out.But he knows that Milan has always been sensible, and he must have his own ideas in doing so.

"Mr. Byron, tell me what you want to eat, and I will prepare it for you." Mark said.

"Uh good."

Byron came to his senses and asked for the food he usually liked to eat. His mind was still on what Milan said.

He is in charge of the Miracle City Security Team and holds a high position, so he naturally views things from a different perspective than others.

As noon approached, more and more people entered the store. After Byron and other security team members filled their stomachs, he said goodbye to Mark and left.

On the way back to the security team, Byron thought about it carefully, and was shocked in his heart. He paused on the spot, which made his close associates puzzled.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?"

Byron smiled casually, "That boy will definitely achieve great things in the future."

The cronies looked at each other, confused.

Byron finally figured out the strange thing at that time. Even if he didn't ask, Milan would tell the matter. He only dared to announce the scholarship he received in the presence of the captain of the security team.

When it comes to the Lord, no one dares to think about his scholarship anymore.The idea here is not only 'rob', but also deception and other means.

Grandpa Mark is just an ordinary civilian. He is young and has little knowledge, so it is difficult for him to hold on to that gold coin.

Thinking further, the lord may have attended for this reason, just for a commoner child!
After returning to the security team, Byron learned that a child of a member of the security team also got No. 1 in his academy, and also met the lord.

He was silent for a long time, and decided in his heart that when he went home tonight, he would 'encourage' his son to learn something, at least not to embarrass him.

The eldest daughter is working as a personal maid for Miss Melitoa, and the younger son cannot be too far apart.

-

Baron House.

Ron came back from abroad and gained a lot from this trip. According to his own standards, the college education has met expectations. He also looked at the students' test scores. Those students who did not get No. 1 were actually not bad. , the scores are very close.

It can be seen that they are not stupid, but lack the corresponding conditions and cannot show their talents.

Ron founded the Civilian Academy and gave them a 'starting line' and the wings of flying. It's up to them whether they cherish it or not.

He was wondering whether the scholarship should be divided into one level so that students ranked No. 2 and above could also receive it.

But after careful consideration, he gave up the idea.

The fewer scholarships there are, the more people will pay attention to them. What he needs are top talents. There is no need to abuse kindness at this time.

Not only that, the number of civilian colleges in the future cannot be increased, there can only be four junior high schools, middle schools, and high schools, but they can be expanded.

"The teacher named Xavier is a talented person. Although Veronica compiled the textbook according to my ideas, he can use his own knowledge to explain it. It seems that he understands it thoroughly."

Ron said in an appreciative tone that the other teachers were not bad and had taught several good students, but he preferred Xavier's teaching method.

He is less rigid and more humorous, as if he is enjoying himself and is very happy when teaching.

Ron looked at Joyce and asked, "How about letting Melitoa attend his class?"

Although he can formulate a lot of textbook content, he is not good at teaching people.I taught Melitoa homework when I had nothing to do, and she made some progress but not much.

"Lord, I can't decide for Miss Melitoa."

Joyce lowered her head slightly, pursed her lips and said, "Xavier was Miss Rosalind's tutor. Maybe you can ask her for her opinion." The next day.

Xavier appeared in front of the gate of the Baron's Mansion. He was holding a box in his hand, and his expression was a little nervous. He looked into the mansion from time to time, looking at the plants and dozens of white stone sculptures.

There were two knights guarding the door, and one of them had already gone in to report.

After a while, a silver-haired old man walked through the courtyard and came to the gate. With a kind smile on his face, he said: "It's Teacher Xavier. Miss Melitoya is waiting for you in the north courtyard. Please come with me." .”

Xavier became even more nervous when he saw this person. The other person didn't know him, but he knew who he was. He was the biological grandfather of his student Rosalind, and he was also the housekeeper of the Baron Mansion.

The two walked through the courtyard and corridor to the north courtyard. Xavier met the students he would teach in the next month.

"Hello, teacher, my name is Melitoa."

Melitoa stood up from her seat and introduced herself to Xavier gracefully and obediently. Karl next to her gave a slight salute to show respect.

"I"

Xavier calmed down and introduced who he was and what he was going to do. He would take a month off after the academy's graduation ceremony.

Last night, he suddenly received a congratulatory letter from Rosalind, and the content also included a request for credit.

During this one-month break from school, he will be invited by the Baronial Palace to teach Miss Melitoya.

He specifically pointed out in the letter that this was the Lord's intention.

He could not refuse and would not refuse. Xavier was very excited. He had just met the lord today and received an invitation from the Baron Mansion in the evening. This represented the lord's trust and affirmation of his teaching ability.

Xavier loves his profession and there is no better compliment than this.

"Miss Melitoa, I can only teach you for a month. There is not much teaching time. Let's start quickly."

In this open-air classroom, the two began one-on-one teaching, and there was an upright and upright kid next to them who was 'eavesdropping'.

Alchemy Workshop.

The two dukes got into the carriage and returned home disappointed. This time the people they brought failed again. No matter how many times they tried, they could not cross the mountain of Hadey.

Duke Padridge was indignant and said that no one could drink Hadey, and this rule was a lie.

But Reagan said: "There is actually a person who drank Lao Ha, and it was very easy."

Duke Edris's eyes lit up and he quickly asked who it was. As long as he recruited that person as his subordinate, he would naturally win the rules.

Later, I learned that the man was a knight of Baron Arnold, so I stopped thinking about it.

In addition to competing with Hadyi for their drinking capacity, the two of them also spent huge sums of money to purchase a large amount of fine wine, which was an excellent choice for collection and entertaining guests.

Watching the two carriages go away, Reagan sat in the pavilion and laughed and shook his head. The two dukes lowered themselves and came here to ask for help. It was a very rare scene.

He took a sip of wine and fell silent.

Seeing that he was not in a good state, Jeff asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I seem to have found what I want to do."

Reagan's eyes shone slightly, and he changed from confusion to determination. He smiled and said, "I can be a 'Rookie Adventurer Instructor' and guide them on how to survive in crisis situations."

He is a third-level adventurer himself. He has been wandering around for many years. He has also entered the notorious Black Valley Forest and survived. He has very rich experience.

It seems overqualified to provide guidance to newcomers who want to become or have just become F-rank adventurers.

"You are already a third-level summoning magician now. Why don't you also become a newbie mentor with me? You are not really needed here anyway."

Reagan persuaded Jeff.

After arriving here, Jeff became calmer and his emotional state changed greatly, or he restored his original personality.

From a decadent uncle to a rich man.

Jeff smiled and shook his head, "No, I still have to take care of the crystal mineral tree. Besides, I was just a baggage carrier in the team before, and I didn't have much combat experience."

When Reagan heard this, he fell silent.

He regretted what he just said. In those few years, he knew Jeff's experience, which was very miserable.

Now that the situation has improved, he can chant the spell completely, and has been promoted to a third-level magician, let him stay away from his old life.

Risk taking wasn't the right fit for Jeff.

"Okay, I'll go talk to Ron first. I don't know if he is in the mansion."

Reagan stood up and left. Jeff sat on the chair, his eyes quiet, silently watching his retreating back.

the other side.

The knight guarding the gate let Reagan in. He did not rush to find Ron, but admired the decorations in the courtyard for a while.

Every once in a while, there will be a huge white stone sculpture with different shapes. There is a statue of Ron riding a horse and wielding a sword.

Reagan looked at these stone sculptures, and for some reason he always felt that he was being stared at, which was a little scary.

Shaking away the bad thoughts in his mind, he walked straight into the mansion and happened to meet the head maid.

Diana told him that the Lord was in the east courtyard. When Reagan was about to thank him and leave, Diana asked him why.

"I want to be an adventurer instructor, so I came to ask the lord for his opinion." Reagan said truthfully.

"That's it, then come over quickly."

Diana nodded slightly. Her behavior made Reagan feel strange, and he headed towards the east courtyard without much thought.

As he was approaching the east side yard, Reagan heard a clear cry from a distance, "Xiaobai, don't run around, don't jump into the lake! Don't bully Xiaobai!"

noob?

Why doesn't it sound like a person's name? Did you jump into the lake and fall into the water?
Reagan was shocked and quickly changed from walking to running. His body flashed and he rushed towards the lake at an extremely fast speed.

Then he saw a big white dog, and for a moment, his pupils trembled, as if he had been frightened in some way, and the fear buried deep in his memory resurfaced.

Reagan's eyes widened, and he involuntarily raised a hand to cover his recovered eye.

How did it appear here!

No, now is not the time to think about this, it must be killed!

Because of the fear in his heart, Reagan lost his reason and ability to judge. At this moment, he was thinking about the danger of 'it' and the existence of 'it' that must be dealt with.

pat.

Bang.

Fierce fighting spirit burst out all over Reagan, and his ferocious aura was so high that he broke through from the third level to the fourth level in an instant.

But Reagan seemed not to notice, only the white figure in his eyes turned into an afterimage and attacked Xiaobai in the next second.

Wang?
Xiaobai had just been teased by Sluoya. He smelled the danger and turned around quickly. He saw a reckless man rushing towards him, seemingly wanting to fuck him?

　Thanks for the comment.One of them has been set up early. In fact, there is a hint in the front. This chapter continues to mention it, so it is easy to find.Another one inspired, well, a follow-up addition.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)