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However, considering the complex situation between the races, the kingdom chose to keep the matter of the Quetzalcoatl a secret. This time, the awards are all for the Black Iron Flower Troupe's cleanup operation, giving you a 'Thistle Knight Order Medal of Honor and Courage.' However, given your contribution to the final capture of the Quetzalcoatl...

Principal Polo sat on the windowsill with a plop, conjuring a carrot from behind his back like a magician.

"Want one? This is a special grade product." He held up the carrot and said to Yarrow.

"Thank you, Principal, I'm fine," Yarrow refused, raising his hand.

Polo took a bite of the carrot on his own and continued, "So, the kingdom plans to calculate it and raise the level of your medal. In the end, you will receive a 'Herworth Royal Hero Medal.'"

The level difference between the two medals is a whole level, one is considered second class, and the other is considered first class. For an ordinary person like Yarrow, receiving such a medal means he won't have to worry for the rest of his life. If he can graduate from the academy, then this honor is enough to make him a key minister of the kingdom.

But in his expectation, this was not enough.

"Thank you, Principal."

Polo waved the carrot in his hand, indicating that it was nothing to worry about:

"This is your own credit, kid. No need to thank anyone."

"You're only in your twenties, right? At this age, the future is indeed promising, but compared to this old man, you're still a bit lacking."

"Did the Principal receive medals when he was younger?" Yarrow asked.

"That's for sure. Back then, I joined the army at the age of seventeen and fought the dwarves and goblins for days and nights in blizzards in the Great Northern Ocean with the Ancient Forest Kingdom Army. When I returned to the kingdom at nineteen, I received three royal medals at once," Polo said proudly.

The Ancient Forest Kingdom Army's expedition to the Great Northern Ocean to fight the dwarves and goblins... Wasn't that battle almost two hundred years ago?

So the Principal is already three hundred years old...

The three-hundred-year-old rabbit threw the last bite of carrot into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

"Alas, although it's been a long time, as long as I think about the moment I first received honor, I still find it very worthwhile to savor now," Polo sighed with a melancholy expression.

"By the way, Principal, let me ask, what happened to that Quetzalcoatl now?" Yarrow said.

"Oh, he's still locked in my magical artifact. We wanted him to reveal some information about the internal affairs of the Quetzalcoatl, but he probably has a big mental problem. Whenever he talks about his race, it's all about killing, killing, killing. Keeping him is useless. The kingdom plans to use him as a bargaining chip to negotiate some benefits with the Quetzalcoatl race. After all, we helped them catch a prisoner, so we have to claim credit, right?" Polo said.

"Oh, right, also, your performance this time was indeed outstanding. I'll personally make the decision to grant you another wish. Tell me, what do you want?"

"A wish?" Yarrow raised his head and thought about it. He really didn't need anything special at the moment.

But he quickly thought of one: "There is one. The club I applied for in the academy was delayed because of this incident as soon as it started. I was previously sent a notice that the application was not approved, and if the application is rejected, I have to wait another year before I can apply again. You see..."

Because of Lulu La's matter, he completely abandoned the club activities. The student council has already sent him a notice of club abandonment, so his Friendship Club was directly killed in the cradle.

"Just this?" Polo raised one eye at him.

"Just this."

The rabbit scratched the fur on his chest: "You are quite content, but this is commendable."

Yarrow laughed and said nothing. It wasn't that he was content, it was just that what he really wanted might be a bit too much.

The next day, Yarrow was approved to be discharged from the hospital to prepare for tomorrow's award ceremony.

The ceremony was very grand, held in the kingdom's Radiant Light Cathedral. Early in the morning, a large crowd of people gathered outside the open-air platform of the cathedral.

This victory of the Black Iron Flower Troupe's cleanup was extremely important to the entire kingdom. Under its propaganda, a large number of people flocked here, which can be said to be a grand event.

And at this time, behind the scenes of the cathedral.

"Why can they wear such handsome armor, but I can only wear a school uniform?" Yarrow said dissatisfied.

At this time, not far from him, a group of guards from the guard group were wearing shiny armor, and even made more decorations on the armor for this ceremony.

In comparison, he can only wear a school uniform.

"After all, we belong to Horologium Academy, and the award ceremony is also a time to show off for the group behind us," Serena pulled on the ribbon on her body, inevitably a little nervous.

She also received a medal, but it was only a third-class one.

But it was enough to surprise and delight her. On the day she received the notice, Serena stayed in her room for a long time, just to write a letter to her parents that was enough to express her joy.

"Wow, that's so beautiful!" Ji Xiaofei held the phone Yarrow gave her and kept taking pictures here and there in the cathedral.

"Yarrow, Yarrow! Look, the statue's butt is smooth!" Ji Xiaofei pointed to a statue of a wise man thinking.

"Hey! I taught you to use this to take pictures of the award ceremony later! If you take pictures everywhere, I'll give the phone to Tao Hu!" Yarrow ran forward, grabbed Ji Xiaofei's collar, and pulled her back.

"If you don't take any pictures later, just wait to be cleaned up!" Yarrow said.

"Received!" Ji Xiaofei reached out to him to guarantee.

Yarrow glanced at her worriedly, and then said to Tao Hu: "Keep an eye on her later and don't let her play around."

Originally, he also planned to hand it over to Tao Hu to take pictures, but this little Ji insisted on playing with it, so Yarrow had to follow her.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoji," Tao Hu assured.

This time, the kingdom also arranged a special seat for them, the best observation position, but Lulu La's identity was special, and she was taken to a special guest separately, and Ze西亚, as a dragon, was already in the highest VIP seat.

Suddenly, there was a click, and the flash shone on Yarrow and Serena's faces. Ji Xiaofei turned the phone over to show them.

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"Look, I took a picture of Yarrow and Serena in the same frame!"

"Hey, did you take a picture of me blinking?" Yarrow said helplessly after taking a look.

Salutes sounded in unison, ribbons flew, they stepped on the red carpet and walked to the highest award platform, waiting to go on stage.

The medals were awarded by the king himself in order from low to high.

The old king was already in his eighties, his body was hunched, and with the support of the guards, he first delivered a speech, expressing the importance of this cleanup operation to the kingdom and praising the courage of all participants.

After that, they took the stage one by one to receive the awards.

Yarrow stood under the stage and took a deep breath.

The pocket of his current school uniform coat was holding the magic pot.

In the previous battle with Weib, he had almost exhausted all the accumulated wish spirits, and the challenge task had also ended. He really felt distressed that so many wish spirits were gone, so he wondered if he could replenish them at this award ceremony.

After all, this time the publicity range is so wide, and as a meritorious minister of the kingdom, he may be able to get a lot of wish spirits by taking this opportunity.

"I hope it works."

He sighed in his heart.

It was his turn to go on stage.

Stepping on the red carpet to the old king, he first knelt down on one knee to show his respect.

"Thank you for everything you have done for the kingdom. Your soul will accept the guidance of the Holy Light to the Hall of Heroes."

The old king raised the scepter and gently landed it on the top of his head, then took out the golden medal from the tray held by the waiter and awarded it to him.

The crowd below surged and cheers rang out. Although Yarrow lowered his head and knelt on one knee, he could feel that the wish spirits were pouring into the magic pot like a tide.

The Holy Beast Palace in the distance.

Meng Jayas stood on the highest dome of the palace, looking at the location of the Radiant Light Cathedral in the distance, and the horn on his head was slightly releasing light.

After a while, the light went out, and He closed his eyes, as if sensing something, a slight smile appeared on his face.