Chapter 53 Identity
"Let's go, Avis."
The Duke took the lead and walked out the door, followed by Avis and others.
In the center of the square, several guide mages wearing Pamir Academy robes were already waiting at the landing point.
Behind them, dozens of freshmen in different clothes gathered together, waiting for the arrival of the academy's airship.
"Your Excellency the Duke."
Seeing the Duke and his party arrive, the leader, the seventh-level mage, put his left hand on his chest and bowed to the Duke.
Then, several mages slightly adjusted their robes and solemnly performed a mage's salute to the Duke.
The first salute was the etiquette of the Pamir Academy guides facing the Duke. The second salute represented the respect of a low-level spellcaster to a ninth-level strongman.
The Duke also returned the mage's salute to the guides, then he stepped aside and motioned Avis to come forward.
"This is my child, Avis, please take care of him along the way."
Avis took a few steps forward and saluted several academy guides calmly.
Several mages nodded, and the leading mage spoke.
"Please rest assured, your descendants will receive the best courtesy."
The Duke nodded, and his eyes turned to the group of freshmen behind the several college guides.
"Are these this year's freshmen?"
Although Duke Carrot had completely restrained his breath at this time, these freshmen still felt nervous instinctively, and dared not breathe, as if they were small animals stared at by a tiger.
"Yes, all the freshmen in the northern area of Kallas Province are here, a total of seventy-four people."
The leading mage replied.
After taking a look, the Duke nodded gently.
"Not bad!"
At this time, the huge airship in the sky had completely landed and was suspended at a height of less than one meter above the ground.
On the side of the hull near the bow, a hatch about two people high slowly rose up.
"Goodbye, brother."
Fiona hurriedly said goodbye to Anvis, it would be too late if she was late.
When the hatch was fully opened, a mage guided many freshmen to board the ship one by one. The remaining mages were scattered around, protecting the freshmen in the center.
"Sir Avis, please stand beside me."
After everyone entered the cabin, the mage leader finally greeted the Duke and others. When Avis walked to his side, his staff paused slightly, and the two figures suddenly disappeared.
The inscription array on the hull lit up slightly, and the airship continued to rise in the eyes of everyone, and its size gradually shrank. Finally, it turned into a silver dot among the clouds in the blue sky.
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In the cabin, an academy reception mage stood in the middle of the silver-white metal corridor, staring at the many freshmen gathered in front of him with a serious look.
"Now, line up, and it's my turn in order..."
At this point, the mage paused for a moment, stretched out his hand to signal the other three mages beside the freshmen.
"... and get the number plate from them. Those who get the number plate will go to their rooms by themselves."
"Your room is on the third floor of the cabin, and there are stairs on both sides of the corridor to reach it.
The specific structure of the cabin, the prohibited areas and other information are all contained in the number plate. After getting the number plate, you can read it with mental power."
"Time is precious. I will only repeat it once. The rules on the ship are very simple: no noise, no trouble! Those who violate the rules will be directly disqualified from admission!"
When he said the last sentence, the guiding mage's tone was slightly heavier.
There are no fools among the freshmen who are qualified to board this ship, and no unexpected situations occurred. Many freshmen lined up in several queues and took the number plates from the four guides in turn.
When they first arrived in an unfamiliar environment, the freshmen seemed a little silent. After receiving the number plate, at most they exchanged glances with familiar people, and then each of them took the number plate in their hands and looked for their own room.
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"This is your room, Lord Avis. If you need anything extra, you can come to the cabin at the end of the corridor to find me."
"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Leader."
After the leader mage left, Avis looked at the lower and lower ground through the silver porthole, and his thoughts were a little complicated for a while.
Some of the uneasiness of leaving home suddenly, and some of the expectation that those familiar scenes would appear in front of him again.
His cabin is on the top floor of the hull, on the same level as many fifth and sixth-level college guides.
The indoor area is dozens of square meters, and all kinds of furniture and facilities are luxurious and complete. There is also a separate meditation room and a separate bathroom. It is a world of difference from the ordinary freshmen's room with only a dozen square meters and very simple furnishings.
Although Pamir College claims that all freshmen are equal, there are always some freshmen who are more equal than others.
After the airship rose into the clouds, Avis left the porthole, skillfully opened the wardrobe in the cabin, and changed into a complete set of Pamir College uniforms.
The full set of uniforms includes a dark blue dress coat, a pure white shirt, a scarf, dark brown leather boots, and a black/white short cloak with the emblem of the academy castle.
As a standard alchemical product, it can automatically adjust the size according to the wearer's body shape, and has a certain resistance to spell attacks.
Pinning the dark silver watch chain on the buttonhole of the uniform again, Avis sat in front of the silver desk of the same style as the room and took out the "Mercury Prophecy" from the ring.
Opening this silver magic book with a mirror-like surface, he continued to study the profound magic knowledge recorded in the book.
Time is precious, he must seize every minute and every second.
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"Ding——"
At dinner time, a crisp crystal bell rang. Avis closed the book, yawned, took out the pocket watch from his uniform pocket, and looked at the time.
"Seven fifty-eight?"
After closing the watch cover with a snap, Avis stood up and stretched his body. After stretching his muscles, he left the room and went to the restaurant on the ship.
The main restaurant of the airship is located on the fourth floor of the cabin, with three entrances and exits, and a very large area.
The environment of the restaurant is very elegant, and the interior decoration adopts a very retro Gloria style.
The light white tables and chairs are decorated with elegant streamlines. On each table is a white porcelain bottle with a light blue rose, and the tender petals are still covered with crystal dew.
All kinds of strange and delicious dishes are served on huge silver plates, and they are neatly arranged according to the types and properties of their raw materials, allowing students to take them at will.
The ingredients of each dish contain traces of magic. Although they cannot be compared with the three meals that Anvis had in the castle, for most students whose origins are not particularly noble, these dishes can be regarded as delicacies.
Before arriving at the city of Karlas, the airship had passed three gathering points for freshmen. Therefore, the number of people gathered in the restaurant at this time has reached hundreds.
Many freshmen are vaguely divided into three circles.
On one side of the restaurant, a small number of freshmen are eating and drinking, with the food on the plates in front of them piled like a small mountain, not caring about other people's eyes.
Some freshmen from big families are sitting on the other side of the restaurant. They gather in small circles, eat and chat elegantly, and laugh and praise from time to time.
Most of the remaining freshmen sit in the central part of the restaurant. They are mostly students of ordinary origin and descendants of small nobles.
Since everyone is a freshman in Pamir at this time, the distance brought by the difference in identity has quietly faded, and they are chatting with each other enthusiastically.