Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"Good afternoon, Sir Thadius." Weilin put his right hand on his chest and bowed.

Kyle and Zeliya followed Weilin and saluted Thadius.

"You are Alyssa's child. I didn't expect that the little girl's child is so big now." Thadius waved his hand to call three chairs and put them behind the three people, "Sit down and talk."

Weilin sat on the soft office chair after hearing this, took out the letter written by his mother to Thadius, lifted it up with fighting spirit, and put it on the desk.

Thadius did not show any shyness, opened the letter, and read it as if no one was around.

"Who is the young man you want to arrange?"

Seeing this, Weilin asked Zeliya to come forward.

Thadius went forward to check Zelia's body. His talent was average, his strength was only at the middle level of an apprentice, and his occupation was an earth elemental mage. He turned around and said uncertainly: "Your illegitimate child."

"Ahem, Sir Thadius, don't joke. I'm not married yet, and I haven't had any close contact with any woman." Weilin hurriedly explained. The old man's words were too scary.

Thadius looked up and down. This kid is still a novice. It was indeed his guess that he was wrong.

"Isabelle."

Secretary Isabel, who was working, heard the call of the dean, put down the half-reviewed documents in her hand, and came to Thadius's office: "Dean, you are looking for me."

"Take him to go through the admission procedures, arrange him to study in the third class of the first grade first, and let Talion take care of this boy more. As for the living allowance, it will be issued according to the second level first." Talius pushed Zelia in front of Isabel and instructed him.

"Dean, is this appropriate?" Isabel looked at the boy in front of her and said uncertainly.

"Suitable." Tarius seemed to think of something, and then ordered, "Write my name as the guarantor, and as for his recommender, you can directly write the names of Angus Akers and Alyssa Akers."

"I understand, Dean." Isabel lowered her head and replied.

Weilin gave Zeliya a farewell hug and repeated the words in his ear again: "Your efforts depend on how much I value your future, study hard."

"I will, my... master." Zeliya said softly, and then followed the secretary Isabel and left the dean's office.

...

On the way to the Elijah Building, Isabel looked at the taciturn boy and felt a little envious.

"What's your name?"

"Zeliya." The boy answered.

"Don't you have a surname?" Isabel asked uncertainly.

The boy shook his head and said, "No."

"Does anyone know your current situation?" Isabel asked again.

"I don't know." The boy still shook his head.

Through the brief conversation, Isabel understood that the boy was born in a humble family and was not clear about the current environment he was in. However, it was definitely not as simple as it seemed to be for the young man to be favored by the children of a big family and for his parents to use their connections to allow him to study in the First Magic Academy.

"Zeliya, I will give you a piece of advice. Even the legitimate son of an ordinary earl family cannot let the dean be a guarantor." Isabel slowed down and explained to the boy, "That is to say, as long as you don't kill or set fire to someone in the academy, other people can't do anything to you, but I advise you not to do so and don't cause trouble for your benefactor."

"Thank you for your reminder, Lord Isabel." Zelia had some good feelings for the secretary in front of him and thanked him solemnly.

"If you encounter difficulties that you can't handle, you can come to me or find your teacher."

"Yes."

Unconsciously, the two came to the Elijah Building where they handled the student registration.

"Lord Isabel, what do you want to do?" A low-level silver mage saw the visitor and immediately stood up, bowed and saluted, and asked respectfully.

"Hector, process Zeliya's enrollment. The guarantor is the dean, and the recommenders are the Eagle Earl and the Countess."

Isabel's voice was not loud, but the whole office was small. Except for Hector, the other three silver mages were shocked by the amount of information.

"What are you doing?"

"Lady Isabel, I lost my composure. I'll do it right away." Hector came to his senses, skillfully flipped through the files, made paper files first, then took out the magic communication crystal, entered the First Magic Academy intranet, and began to create files.

"Living allowance will be issued according to the second level."

"Okay."

The process that usually takes half a month to complete, under Hector's operation, thirteen procedures were completed in less than thirty minutes.

When the reviewers from other departments saw that the guarantor was the dean, they directly passed it without reading the content.

What a joke, the dean is the guarantor, who dares to intercept it without authorization.

"Zeliya, your residence is in the 12th courtyard of the third school district. The school will provide you with four magic puppets and two trained maids. What do you need?" Hector handed a brand new magic communication crystal to Zeliya and asked him.

"Thank you for your help, I don't have any more."

After completing the student registration, Isabel took Zeliya to the teaching area.

Following Isabel, Zeliya looked around. Compared with the Fourth Mage Academy, the first impression of the First Magic Academy was that it was large.

From the office building to the teaching area, there is a distance of six kilometers.

As for why they didn't take the carriage, this was intentional by Isabel, so that the young man could visit the academy in advance to avoid getting lost in the future.

Half an hour later, the two came to classroom 1103 on the first floor of the first teaching building in the teaching area.

Looking into the classroom through the window, there were only twelve students, basically all mage apprentices, studying magic circles under the supervision of a young mage.

"Tarion."

The young mage heard someone calling his name, turned his head, quickly left the classroom and came to the corridor.

"Lord Isabel, what do you want to do?"

"This is Zelia, a new student today. The dean asked you to pay more attention to him. His foundation is a little insufficient, so I need to trouble you more." Isabel didn't say anything polite, and directly told the silver high-level mage the dean's instructions.

"I understand."

"Zelia, this is your future teacher, follow him and study hard."

"Thank you for your help, Lord Isabel."

"Work hard and don't let this opportunity go to waste. I'll go back first."

Isabel waved her hand and turned to leave.

Zelia followed Talion into the classroom, fate changed, and the road to legend began.

On the other side, in the dean's office, Weilin sat aside, watching Tarius and Kyle, the old and the young, play chess with each other.