Heimarian Odyssey

The following week, Flor City became more crowded and prosperous, and countless nobles poured in, allowing civilians and businessmen who lived in and around Flor City to see a business opportunity.

All kinds of special products and food are put on the street, and juggling and showmanship are all over the city of Flor.

The noble lords are not bad money, just give a reward, enough for ordinary civilians to spend a fat year.

There are also soldiers like Locke who are about to be divided into new nobles. This group of people is more daring. People from the army rarely bargain. As long as the price is reasonable, they will take out their Dele and buy the desired items without any pain. .

A few of Grace's daughters also came to Flor City because they were not from Forstin. When they first entered the city, they struggled with the boss, and Locke took it out of the city.

After they came to Flor City, they only stayed in the hotel where Locke placed them almost every day, and Kristen would go out and walk with Locke from time to time.

In the second week, Angelina approached the door.

Locke was taken to a property under the name of Angelina by a team of secret guards.

This is a very old villa. The arrangement of various furniture is full of retro literature and art. When Locke came here, the only feeling was how big the house was, and a whole set of yards was approaching the medium-sized hotel they lived in.

"If you want, I can transfer the property to your name." Angelina walked down the stairs in a white dress.

"I can let my parents live." Locke thought, touching his chin.

"OK!" Locke's parents, Angelina, haven't seen them so far. They all say that ugly daughter-in-law must always see her in-laws. Angelina is not only ugly, she is also noble, but she still doesn't dare to meet old Locke and Tia at this stage.

"Is there anything to call me?" Locke stepped forward to hug Angelina's waist. He didn't believe Angelina asked him to come to see the house.

"We are leaving in a month, I will arrange an errand for you." Angelina smiled.

Locke and Angelina go abroad, it is not so easy to go abroad, but need Angelina to find a position for Locke in the mission of the Omer Empire. He went abroad this year, especially to the Omor Empire, but it was a A rare beauty difference.

I don’t know how many aristocrats want to cram their family children. Not to mention the other benefits, just going to the experience and insights added by the Omor Empire will be enough for a lifetime.

"What position?" Lock asked.

"Princess companion!" Angelina grinned slyly.

Locke is going to school, this is the most straightforward answer Angelina gave.

Of course, there is no role for the princess to read. Locke’s position is the deputy captain in the **** team, and the positive captain is a high-level servant.

Perhaps His Majesty also remembered such a small role as Locke. After all, he saved his daughter. It was only the deputy captain of the envoy, a vacant duty, and the King agreed.

As for why she said she wanted to go to school, Angelina strongly demanded it.

"You must at least write some simple words and learn the common communication language of the Omor Empire?" said Angelina.

Two days later, Locke was carrying a strange rucksack and entered a school in the capital of Folstein. Taking out the letter of introduction from Princess Angelina, the guard sent a person to bring Locke to the classroom.

On a three-story building in the center of the campus, an old man with messy white hair and some gratitude, looked at Locke below and entered the school, muttering, "You can really trouble me."

"Oh, Grandpa Crimea~" Angelina was also here, holding the old man's hand coquettishly and shaking.

"Xing Xing Xing, my old waist is about to be shaken by you." The old man said with a smile.

This old man is Angelina’s magical enlightenment mentor, and now Folstein is the only peak-level magic apprentice and is also the vice principal of this school.

Locke followed the doorman to the door of a classroom, knocked on the door gently, the door opened, and a teacher like a middle-aged scholar appeared.

"Hello, this is my letter of introduction." Locke said respectfully. This scholar clearly has no trace of fighting spirit and seems to be weaker than the weakest soldier in the barracks, but Locke was suppressed by this aura. Aura of readers.

Middle-aged teacher Mobisan impatiently opened Locke's letter of introduction. He was just talking about the history of the development of the Kingdom of Forstan to his students. When he was interested, he was interrupted and his mood was evident.

However, the bad mood was quickly dissipated by the content of the introduction letter. The introducer was Princess Angelina, and the stamp on it was the signature of the Deputy Dean Crimea. If Mobisan has studied magic, you will find that Fire element beating under the signature.

From cloudy to sunny, Mobisang smiled and invited Locke into the classroom.

Locke, carrying a suitcase, walked into the classroom. There were more than two dozen students in the classroom, male and female, of different ages.

The students in the classroom looked at Locke curiously, but they had never seen Mr. Mobisan show such an expression.

"Is he an illegitimate son of the Marquis?"

"Who knows!"

"Count Marbury looks like him."

"..."

In the classroom, the students' voices were heard, until Mobisan slapped the desk and fell silent again.

In the past few days, Locke has started to live a regular life, lingering in the hotels and schools where he lives every day. What he needs to learn is "Forest's Common 300 Words" and "The Common Language of the Omor Empire". Only two books have made Locke big.

Especially the first "Fustan 300 Words", which obviously has only three hundred characters. Why can he compose such a thick one? Locke looked at a dictionary larger than his head and fell into contemplation.

It’s useless to just think about it, but learn it. Locke took his two quill pens bought by Yindler and practiced his family’s name in a very nonstandard way.

"Slap!" The quill pen snapped off, and Locke couldn't help but change another one. There was a pile of quill pens beside him, which he had prepared in advance.

Perhaps it was two quills from Yindler, which was a waste of pain for him. Locke's writing posture was quickly adjusted. Of course, there was also the care of the teacher Mobisang.

Locke was also surprised to find that Mobisang turned out to be a lord. Although he didn't quite understand why a nobleman came here as a teacher, he finally came to a conclusion, which also affected Locke for a long time.

It turns out that not only strength can change fate, but knowledge can also.

"The Common Language of Omor Empire" Locke didn't make much progress after a week of learning. Maybe he didn't have the gift of language. After staying with Grace for so long, only the Charlotte dialect would be one or two.

Until one night staying in Grace and Xia Qian.

"What?! Do you speak Omor's language?" Lock asked excitedly regardless of where a certain part was still in Grace's body.

"I said it when I was very young." Grace helped Fu Xiufa, and Locke was suddenly excited to make her a little overwhelmed. "This is a required course for nobles."

Locke didn't believe that Sver and Bart were also noble children. He didn't believe that they also spoke Omor's language. Even those classmates he knew at school didn't learn many Omor's languages.

"Teach me!" Locke licked Grace's ear, and the heat exhaled from his mouth sprayed onto his wet ear.

Grace's body trembled and hugged Locke tightly, and her nails left thin scratches on Locke's shoulder. After a period of time, Grace was lying on the bed and gasped.

Locke looked at Grace, who lost her helmet and gave up her armor, and rushed to another room to find Xia, regardless of whether her clothes were worn or not.

Xia Yi screamed and slowly turned to murmur, only to gasp.

With Grace's extra-curricular instruction, Locke, the book "The Common Language of the Omor Empire", ate quickly, and only one week before His Majesty the King subdivided the nobility, Locke would have greeted superficially and everyday language, and had learned most of it.

"How did you learn?" Angelina visited Rock from time to time. She seemed to spend more time in this school than in the palace.

‘Brush! ‘Rock took out his quill pen and carried a small piece of paper with a string of names ‘Angelina Forstan’, “Give it to you!”

Angelina took the piece of paper carefully and solemnly received it in her arms.

"If you want, I will write a few more pictures for you!" Locke chuckled.

"There is no right way!" Angelina gave him a white look. "Find time to buy a dress. You can't wear armor to confer the knight?"

"Relax, I'm ready!" Some time ago, he took Grace and they took a stroll around Flor City and bought a lot of things, including Locke's various clothes.

The eyes of Grace, the countess, are really unique--

The first young hero appears in this book, thank you ‘Jiangnan has tears’!