Chapter 243 Don't Eat Things Thrown by Strangers

Although Joshua didn't like playing tricks, his EQ was not low. The soldier knew clearly that the old mage would invite him to the imperial capital, partly because he really wanted to do a favor, and partly because he wanted to help himself. Stamp on their side.

The current political situation in the empire is not very complicated. Generally speaking, it consists of the central royal family and local nobles, churches and big merchants. Among them, the royal family has to firmly overwhelm other forces because of the legendary strength of His Majesty the Emperor. But even so, there are many small hills in each camp, and some of them will even join forces with other camps to deal with their own people for their own benefit.

And this kind of thing is not uncommon.

Nostradamus was the teacher of His Majesty the Emperor when he was young, and he himself once worshiped under the hard-core Royal School, a master of extreme intent from the Chaos family. And the Radcliffe family was considered one of the royal factions in the imperial capital four hundred years ago, and the territory in the Northland was also directly granted by that emperor. Logically speaking, it should also be the faction that supports the central government now.

However, due to the inability to establish a portal for smooth communication with the outside world for four hundred years, the entire Moldavian territory gradually tilted towards the camp of local nobles. In fact, before Joshua succeeded to the throne, the Radcliffe family Even the Moldavian emperor, although his rule was not brutal, he did say the same thing, a model that the words of the lord were better than the laws of the empire.

It is not a big deal that Joshua and Nostradamus went to the imperial capital together, but it is tantamount to sending a signal, a signal that the Radcliffe family has returned to the royal family.

Joshua actually didn't mind this, but he was aware of the future development, and the warrior knew that the future royal family of the northern empire would be involved in a lot of troubles, and he didn't have much energy to support him. In the field of vision, it is better to keep a low profile and make a fortune in silence, this is the best.

After all, engaging in political struggles is really annoying. Compared to this, even wandering around in the territory is more interesting.

After finishing the call with Nostradamus, Joshua pondered for a while, and while walking back and forth in the study, he almost confirmed his future itinerary.

Since you don't plan to teleport to the imperial capital with the old mage, then just walk over there and treat it as a tour. You can also rest and refresh your spirit along the way, and you can see the customs and customs. Joshua hasn't seriously observed it until now. The humanities in this world, the cities in the Northland are a bit monotonous and lifeless due to the long winter, and he occasionally wants to see the scenery of other places.

"Rin, come here."

After making the decision, he stopped, turned his head with a serious face, and said to Rin who was lying on the table, who seemed to be doing nothing, "I have a task for you."

"Yes Master!"

The lord's wishes will naturally be fulfilled. After Joshua gave the order, the lord's mansion began to prepare the supplies needed for the trip. As a housekeeper with real power, Rin was naturally busy, and Ying was not much better. Every now and then, he would be dragged to work by his younger brother. Even though the sun had already set, the lord's mansion was still busy.

And Joshua was not idle either. After finishing the instruction, he went to Cold Winter Castle in Nissier Snow Mountain through the teleportation array, preparing to inspect the academy.

It was already night, and when it was teleported to the academy, countless stars could be seen twinkling in the night sky, and the twin moons shone, covering the academy in the middle of the mountain with a layer of snow-like silver light.

Compared with a month ago, the college has changed a lot. Every time Joshua came here, he felt that it was changing with each passing day.

Nostradamus seems to have really poured all his heart and soul into this place. Originally, in the middle of the mountain, except for Winter Castle, there was only an unfinished rune factory surrounded by dense cedar forests, but now, next to the academy There is no half of a hard cedar tree within a few hundred meters of the city, and the rugged ground has been shaped extremely flat by magic, and there is no such complicated and changeable terrain as before. Ornamental turf and hardy magic bouquet.

This is only the periphery, and the internal changes are even greater.

The soldier walked into the hall of the college and looked up. He found that there were many strange decorations here, such as engraved magic patterns, stone carvings that can provide range of magic power recovery, and the connection to the water element world, supplying a steady stream The fountain with continuously purified water, and there are many seats for rest around. It can be seen that there should be many people here, but now it seems that because of time problems, there are not many people here, only a few scattered people are in a hurry young students walk by here.

None of these students noticed the soldiers standing aside. These teenagers and girls who looked like they were all holding heavy notebooks in their hands. However, although their faces were a little tired, they did not make people feel powerless. Vitality in the bones.

This is also a matter of course-most of the students here used to be civilians, even hunters in the mountains, and children of farmers with a little savings. Because of their talents, they got the opportunity to change their lives. No one would cherish this opportunity. Opportunities, no matter how hard and exhausting they are, no one will give up.

In a place where people can see the hope of continuous improvement and continuous improvement, no one will become decadent.

"...It's all your fault that you forgot to bring your notebook, and you have to go back to get it. Now you will be late for evening self-study. I don't know how the teacher will criticize us..."

"My fault, my fault..."

"Evening self-study? Is there such a thing as evening self-study? Nostradamus really did his duty."

Hearing the conversation between the two students who hurried past, Joshua couldn't help laughing, but then he realized that some of the education-related issues he talked with the old mage last time seemed a bit too advanced.

According to the wisdom of Nostradamus, evening self-study has been created now, maybe in the future it will really produce something like five-year magic and three-year simulation. You must know that today's colleges not only have morning and evening self-study, but also There are extra-curricular remedial classes, etc., all that should be available, but the x test is short.

Joshua did not intervene in the construction and development of Winterhold College. After all, this is Nostradamus' school. He is the honorary principal and has the priority to recruit graduates. The warrior didn't do anything about the follow-up construction and development of the academy, but it seemed that the old mage had done a good job in this area, so he didn't need to continue to worry about it, he just needed to sit back and enjoy his achievements in the future.

Along the way, Joshua passed by many places, such as restaurants, laboratories, and classrooms where he was studying at night. Joshua nodded while watching. Whether it was a serious student or a serious teacher, it made people feel Peace of mind.

After turning several corridors, the warrior came to the library located in the back half of the college, located in the mountainside.

There are quite a few people in the library, most of them are younger students. They are quietly holding books, reading eagerly, and absorbing the knowledge in them.

It is said that in order to fill this huge library, Nostradamus even copied most of the books in his library and put them here, among which there are even many cherished out-of-print books and his own notes , and his students and hired teachers have also made a lot of contributions to this, but they add up to not contribute as much as the old mage alone.

For a mage, books are the real wealth. Nostradamus's move is equivalent to donating most of his wealth, which shows the hard work he put into it.

Standing at the door of the library, Joshua glanced over it, and when he was about to leave, he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

A little boy with platinum hair, the soldier felt a little familiar at first, and then quickly remembered.

It was not long ago, a little guy who was very interested in his magic armor, his name was Ivan, and he was very courageous, which Joshua remembered deeply. But it is regrettable that during the previous investigation of the dragon disaster, through the information, the soldier knew that the other party's parents died in the dragon disaster, and only he and his sister were adopted by an old scholar. Entered Winterhold.

The little boy was concentrating on looking at the book "Detailed Explanation of the Structure of the Guardian Puppet" in his hand. It seemed that the other party should have chosen the Magic Energy Mechanics Department. Joshua smiled slightly, nodded in satisfaction, and then disappeared into the corridor. between shadows.

Everything in the college is on the right track, and he no longer needs to worry about it.

At the same time, in the depths of the Great Ajax Volcano, in the underground lava pool.

Hei is still circling back and forth in the magma pool, never tired of it. You know, such a comfortable environment is unprecedented for it. It used to be a fire-attributed dragon blood horse, but it lived in the extremely cold Northland for more than a year. , The feeling is really terrible, even if the blood is awakened later, and I have adapted to the cold a little bit, but if I want to swim, I can only stay in the bone-chilling Nissier Snow Mountain Palm Print Lake.

The lava pool is a perfect area that perfectly matches the power of its bloodline. If possible, Hei really wants to stay here forever until his strength reaches a limit.

But just as it was thinking, a strange tremor came from above.

The faint blue light kept emitting ripples, and the time-space gate in the middle of the lava pool vibrated slowly. At the other end of time and space, there came some strange movements, as if someone was speaking.

Hei raised his head to look at the hollow with some doubts, and the voice seemed to be someone's voice, which lasted for a while and then stopped.

It doesn't understand how to wave its hand in this situation, but since it has stopped, it doesn't care, Hei continues to soak in the lava, feeling the scorching heat of the fire element.

However, with a violent tremor that suddenly became stronger, something was thrown from the other end of the time-space gate, and the black mass passed through the time-space channel, drawing an arc in midair.

The half-dragon couldn't figure out what the thing that hit him was. It opened its mouth subconsciously, caught the ball, and then held it in its mouth.

Tomorrow's plane... Damn, I thought it was the 10th, but I didn't expect it to be the 7th...