Chapter 3129 Awards Ceremony

What Joan cares about is not the commission, it's not about money at all.

Pinkerton was an old friend of his, and logically he was supposed to help. However, the "Son of Liberty", the arch-enemy of the royalists, also has a close relationship with him. If there is a conflict, wouldn't it be embarrassing to find that there are acquaintances on the other side?

While hesitating, Ruby tugged at his sleeve and said softly, "Brother Qiao An, we ate someone else's strawberry cake, if we don't help...it won't be good?"

Joan glanced at her helplessly.

A small cake bought you off, you're worthless!

It was hard for Joan to shirk Ruby's interruption. He made an appointment with Mr. Pinkerton to meet at the pier at 10:00 tonight, then he got up and said goodbye, and took Ruby to the Gulf Business across the street.

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When the appointed time came, Joan teleported to the pier, joined Mr. Pinkerton who had already been waiting here, and boarded the immigration ship together.

The whistle on the ship sounded, and white mist spewed from the chimney, driving the ship carrying more than 300 royalists and their families out of the port.

Pinkerton introduces Joan to William Franklin, the leader of the immigrants, a middle-aged gentleman wearing a top hat.

Qiao An looked at the other party up and down, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, but in the end she couldn't hold it back, and asked tentatively, "It's not convenient for Fang to disclose, did your father know about your trip?"

That's right, this William Franklin is the eldest son of Albert Franklin, the former dean of the Officinal Law School of Midgard University, the leader of the Independent Revolution, and one of the "Fathers" of the Republic of Wilnoa.

His father was the revolutionary leader who signed the Declaration of Independence, but his son became the leader of the royalist party. This seemingly unbelievable thing happened in reality. Joan can only lament that real life is more important than fictional works of literature and art. Illogical.

"Dr. Vida, I have disagreements with my father about politics, and we have cut off contact since the war broke out." Mr. William Franklin smiled bitterly, "Before this trip, I wrote to my father to express my intention. His old man There has been no reply, at least it shows that he has no objection to my doing so."

Joan nodded sympathetically, and didn't know what to say. He could only silently wish that Franklin and his son could put aside their differences in political stance and get back together one day.

In the night-shrouded Asa Bay, the ship was sailing on gentle waves. It entered the open sea at midnight, and was immediately spotted by two armed privateers who had been patrolling here for a long time, and surrounded them from both sides.

Most of the passengers on the ship were worried and couldn't sleep. When they heard the siren, they all ran to the deck and watched the shadow of the ship approaching rapidly under the moonlight. The tense atmosphere was suffocating.

Accompanied by Pinkerton and Franklin, Joan boarded the bow, extracted magic power, and waved and released the "Legendary Cloud and Mist Technique", covering the surrounding sea area in ten miles of mist.

Opening the storage bag, Joan took out a pearl and stroked it gently. The pearl then released a soft magical radiance, penetrating through the fog and blocking, clearly illuminating the route ahead.

Joan handed the pearl to William Franklin.

"This is the magic device I made, called the 'Pilot Pearl'. It can see through the clouds and sea water, see through the underwater reefs, and dispel the storm at sea. It can protect your trip to Norton Harbor smoothly, even if it is I am giving you a parting gift for the old dean."

"This... Dr. Vader, I really don't know how to thank you!" William Franklin's excited eyes were filled with tears, almost choking.

"Take it, old friend!" Mr. Pinkerton patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Don't disappoint Brother Joan!"

William Franklin took over the "Pilot Pearl" and thanked Joan repeatedly.

At this time, there was a wave of magic power in the distance.

Joan didn't need to look back to know that the navigator on the two privateers must be using the "wind making technique" in an attempt to disperse the sudden fog.

The corner of the young mage's lips curled up in a contemptuous arc.

Just relying on those few little miscellaneous fish with weak mana, it is impossible to dispel the "Legendary Cloud and Mist Technique" after exhausting all the spell slots. It is a waste of effort.

Sure enough, the strong wind blown by the navigators managed to blow away a corner of the thick fog, and in a blink of an eye the thick fog returned, completely blocking the view of the privateers, and they couldn't see the immigrant ships at all, so they had to fire a few shots in vain. After venting, he was forced to give up hunting down the immigrant ship.

Joan noticed that the two privateers had turned around and returned, so he bid farewell to William Franklin and the others, and took Mr. Detective to teleport back to Midgard City.

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On December 25, 1628, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the awarding ceremony of the "Golden Rod Award" was held at Midgard University, where classes resumed after the war.

As the winner of this year's "Golden Rod Award" and the protagonist of the award ceremony, Joan came to the school auditorium an hour early.

At this time, the venue was full of guests, and Qiao An's friends, teachers and classmates all came to join him, which made him both moved and nervous, and the symptoms of "social fear" faintly showed signs of attack.

Among all the guests, the most important one is undoubtedly Mr. Albert Weinstein, the former chairman of the "Abstract Law Society" and a recognized leader in the Austrian law academic circle.

Mr. Weinstein once personally certified that Joan is his successor in academic career, and Joan's performance did not disappoint the old man. He was promoted to a legendary mage at the age of 21 and won the highest award in the legal circle of Valesio. It can be said that the future is boundless.

Joan went over to greet the old man. The two most prestigious legendary mages in the Vales world, although the age gap is more than 70 years old, they have a feeling of sympathy for each other, and they chat very speculatively.

Mr. Weinstein's health is not very good. This time he came to the New World due to illness, and he made a special trip to cheer for Joan. In his own words, this is "paving the way for young people" and "standing on the last post."

Joan couldn't bear to see the old man's hard work, so he took out a bottle of mythical potion and told him that after taking the medicine, he could regain his youthful vitality.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Weinstein turned down his offer with a smile.

"Dr. Vader, if I want to become younger, there are ways, but I don't want to do that."

"Birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws of nature. The caster is certainly capable of resisting this law, but it takes more courage to face aging and death calmly, which is more in line with my philosophy."

"If we old people are all greedy for life and afraid of death, if we are all clinging to life, wealth, honor and status and are not willing to let go, where will there be room for young people to stand out in this world?"

"When a person reaches the age of damnation, he should readily accept his destiny and embrace death with dignity, otherwise he will not be worthy of the respect of young people."

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion. I don't expect to be recognized by others, as long as everyone can respect my choice."

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