Chapter 17 The Horse Farm in the Academy

The well-dressed Hannibal ran after him and stood on the side of the stagecoach.

"Can I go with you?"

The doctor looked at Jason with a smile.

Jason smiled and replied:

"no."

When he saw Jason smiling, the doctor was ready to board the car, but when Jason spoke, he was stunned.

By the time the doctor came to his senses, the stagecoach had already started.

Looking at the carriage going away, the doctor couldn't help shaking his head.

No anger whatsoever.

On the contrary, his eyes became more and more interested.

"How can a tiger walk with a dog?"

"Are you covering up something?"

"even……"

"Did you come to me before to cover up?"

The doctor's mouth twitched at the thought.

Then, he turned and walked towards his clinic.

He was going to read Jason's medical records carefully.

Although he didn't know how many times he had read it.

but……

He never tires of it.

Because, he confirmed that this same kind has something deeply hidden enough to interest him.

Finding these hidden things kept him entertained.

"That doctor was kind of scary."

"Although polite, it's always cold."

"Every time you look at me, it's like you're looking at a steak.

"

"Of course, Jason, you should have noticed it long ago."

As Jichel said that, the expression on his face switched to a confused mode again, and smiled sweetly at Jason.

"Um."

"How much do you know about St Mungo's College?"

Jason didn't want to discuss the topic anymore, but asked about the destination.

"St. Mungo's College has been established for more than 300 years. It was first established by a nun. It is a church college. After that, it gradually evolved into the current social college. It no longer restricts the identity of students, and the teaching quality is quite high. It is one of the top colleges in Xindecheng, recruiting young people over the age of 15 and under the age of 18 for 2-6 years of study."

"I wanted to study cooking here before, but unfortunately..."

Speaking of this, the female pastry chef became shy again.

Jason looked at the female pastry chef curiously, waiting for an answer.

The female pastry chef put her hands on her chest, the index fingers of her left and right hands kept touching, and said in a low voice:

"I set the kitchen on fire."

"There was a lot of fire at the time."

"Just set the cooking classroom on fire."

Cooking and lighting up the kitchen?

Jason looked at the female pastry chef in surprise.

With the opponent's previous performance, it should not be at this level.

"I was a little nervous."

"Plus a little heat."

"Then, I just..."

The sound after that was inaudible, even if Jason was beyond the perception of ordinary people, he couldn't hear it.

But the female pastry chef's face was completely red.

It wasn't until Jason wasn't paying attention to her that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

shameful.

He clearly said that he would face his past mistakes calmly.

If Evelyn was here, she would definitely say that I did a good enough job, and those who don't understand me must be bad people.

The pastry chef thought.

The two of them didn't speak any more.

Jason closed his eyes and recalled the available information.

The female pastry chef was thinking about his sister and how to get Jason to stay.

St. Mungo's College is located at No. 1 Stewed Pot Street, and it forms a diagonal line with Sausage Street in Xinde City, almost spanning the entire Xinde City, and it takes about an hour by horse-drawn carriage.

The only good thing is that there is no traffic jam.

The carriage arrived smoothly and on time.

The 'St Mungo's College' in the afternoon was quiet.

The quaint stone school gate is not tall, even, it can be said to be short.

"The school gate was built by the nun and someone three hundred years ago."

The female pastry chef said and walked over.

"Giselle!"

The campus guard who guards the door is a middle-aged man who is obviously familiar with the female pastry chef. Before the female pastry chef can get close, he waved his arms.

Then, Jason entered the academy unimpeded all the way.

And, on the way afterward, the female pastry chef smiled and greeted everyone she met.

"I burned down the cooking classroom, but the dean and teacher here didn't ask me to compensate, so after I learned to make pastries, I would bring some pastries to everyone from time to time."

The lady pastry chef explained.

Jason nodded, and then looked around with his eyes that had [Death Perception] turned on.

St Mungo's College occupies a large area.

Except for the main teaching building, library and dormitory building, the playground is divided into several.

There is even a horse farm.

In order to save physical strength, Jason couldn't maintain [Death Aura Perception] all the time, he could only come to a place to take a look, but unfortunately there was no death energy anywhere, everything was business as usual.

The female pastry chef noticed Jason's behavior.

However, she didn't feel the slightest bit of strangeness.

because……

So is she.

Rough glance.

careful observation.

It doesn't take much.

A glance is enough.

"The club of the 'Philosophy' club is in the old teaching building of No. 2."

"Share there with other societies."

"It's there!"

When passing through a dormitory building, the female pastry chef pointed to a six-story building not far away.

Jason looked in the direction of the female pastry chef's finger.

As before, no gain.

Don't say it's a corpse.

Not even dead.

"Shall we go in and see?"

"I can ask people from the student union to show us inside."

said the pastry chef.

"it is good."

Jason nodded.

It's all here, it would be great if you could enter it to check it out.

After Jason nodded, the female pastry chef took Jason to the academy's horse farm.

Da da da.

Before getting close, Jason heard the clear sound of hoofs.

Not one or two horses, but a dozen horses running at the same time.

and also……

The crisp sound of the wooden gun breaking.

And when he turned a corner, Jason saw a team of Cavaliers who were hedging.

The whole body armor, including the face armor, is holding a 4-meter-long wooden spear in his hand, separated by 30 meters, and then they charge the opponent together, and the wooden spear points directly at the key points of their opponents.

Bang, bang!

Click, click!

The sound of a crash, the sound of a wooden gun breaking.

A knight who fell to the ground.

If he hadn't confirmed that this was a comprehensive academy when he arrived, Jason would have thought he had come to the barracks.

Or the kind of more elite aristocratic barracks.

Because the civilian barracks could not afford to keep so many horses, and they were reluctant to waste wooden guns like this.

Jason and the female pastry chef stood at a distance from the racecourse.

However, both sides are enough to see.

After another charge, one of the winners took the reins, turned around, and took off his helmet.

A girl with curly hair, brown hair, single eyelid, round eyes, is full of endless energy.

"Giselle."

The other party excitedly waved his arms to the female pastry chef, and came on horseback.

"Teddy."

The female pastry chef responded.

She didn't dodge, because she believed in the other's riding skills.

Teddy also believed in his riding.

About three meters away from the female pastry chef, Teddy pulled the reins and was about to stop.

But the horse, which is usually well-controlled, was disobedient at this time and continued to charge forward.

"Get out of the way, Gilcher."

The female knight shouted.

However, the female pastry chef was already frightened and stood there blankly.

It wasn't until Jason grabbed the back of her neck and dragged her behind her that the female pastry chef came back to her senses, looked at Jason standing in front of her, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Be careful, Jason. "

Jason ignored the female pastry chef, just stood there, calmly looking at the rushing horse, and said lightly:

"Stop."