before he was crowned king

A month later, Sean sat at a cold ivory wooden table, holding a slender quill, and signed his name on an agreement.

"Okay, from now on, Sean Miller, you are a member of the Imperial Academy of Magic. I hope you can spend three fulfilling and meaningful years here." The signed document was put into a bulging cowhide bag, "Your counselor is already waiting for you outside, and he will show you the whole college."

"Thank you." Sean nodded.

At the end of the summer, the best magic academy in the Saint Via Empire finally opened.After queuing in the long queue for a long time, Sean caught up with the deadline for the admission of new students, and by virtue of the overprinted invitation in his hand, he got a precious place for further study at the Imperial Capital Academy of Magic.

This academy advocates teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, and has a very clear teaching system. It is divided into Joshua Academy, which majors in ritual magic, and Albertus Academy, which majors in natural magic.

As an outlier, Sean, who is not very good at both, became an ordinary student of Abster Academy because of his specialty in alchemy.

"You are Sean Miller. Hello, I am Stephen Jojohn, a second-year student in the Alchemy Department of Abster College. I can be regarded as your direct senior and also your first-year counselor." Sean As soon as he went out, he was stopped by a smiling man with curly hair and dark circles under his eyes.

"Hello, Senior Stephen." Sean glanced at the man's curly hair, "Nice to meet you."

"Ah, I'm sorry, Professor Nick is taking us to analyze the composition of metals recently... I haven't closed my eyes for about three days." Stephen scratched his hair, yawned, and led Sean out of the office.

Walking out of this unique red brick building, there are green lawns, milky white stone roads and buildings that are comparable to noble castles. In the distance, there are several white pigeons hovering near the stone statue of the God of Light.The bright sun sprinkled golden light here, and everything seemed to indicate that Sean's new life was about to begin.

But fate is always a joke.Stephen led Sean to a diametrically opposite direction. They circled to the rear of the red brick buildings, and those elegant buildings became farther and farther away.After that, they walked through the lush woods and almost reached the edge of the college, before stopping in front of a dilapidated building covered with green branches.

"Come, come, come in, come in." Stephen pushed open the rusty door, forcing enthusiasm on his tired face, "This is the Rose Hall, our dormitory for the next three years."

Looking at the darkness inside the door, Sean couldn't help hesitating.When he actually came in, he also found that there were layers of white cobwebs wrapped around the faded door frame.

"Because the construction history is a bit long, the outside may look a bit dilapidated. In fact, the facilities inside are still very complete." After yawning, Stephen continued with tears in the corner of his eyes, "It's actually a good deal, who asked We are all from civilian backgrounds, and the tuition fee for a year is only ten gold coins. You can also choose to borrow money from the empire. It would be great if you could give us a shelter. Those castles you just saw are for rich kids Temporary stay. Here, the innermost room on the third floor is where you live. Except for the public area on the first floor, don’t mess around with the other rooms. They are all other people’s rooms. Although I don’t want to say that, we The brains of people in the alchemy department...well...most of them are quite special, and they can't accept extreme stimulation, so it's better not to provoke each other."

"Okay, I see," Sean said.

"Take it away, here is the key to your room. My room is... the first one by the stairs on the second floor. Professor Nick asked me to tell you, you..." As he spoke, Stephen tilted his head to one side.

"Senior Stephen."

"Ah, ah, sorry, I'm really sleepy." Stephen's body shook violently, and he woke up again, "I accidentally fell asleep."

"It doesn't matter if I'm alone." Sean said, "Senior, go and rest."

"That's really embarrassing! But there is no class today, you just need to remember to go to the lecture hall to attend the opening ceremony in the afternoon... By the way, remember to change into school clothes, which are already in your locker."

After finishing speaking, Stephen rubbed his eyes and wobbled away.

The sound insulation effect of the whole building is not good, and Sean can still hear the creaking sound of the wooden boards on the stairs being trampled by Stephen when he closes the door.

"Sure enough, a soft bed is much more comfortable than a pile of thatch." The black cat had already climbed onto the bed, and said lazily, "I want to eat cheesecake."

"Didn't you just eat in the morning?" Sean opened the suitcase and began to organize his salute.

"So? Does this conflict with what I want to eat now?"

"Let's talk about it tonight." Sean opened the wardrobe behind the door and took out a black shirt, a well-crafted dark gray men's dress and a rose tie.

The suit fit unexpectedly, and when Sean bowed his head to tie his tie, he found a gold-plated pentagram printed on the chest of the coat.

"What a stingy human being! I'm going to sleep, don't make any noise." An angry voice came from the bed.

"You seem to be falling asleep a lot lately?" Sean glanced at the curled up black figure, "Will the loss of the god bone affect you?"

"What effect can it have? I've said it all, I'm not a god." The black cat got into the quilt impatiently, leaving only one tail outside.

Sean looked back and sighed inaudibly.He opened the curtains in front of the table to let sunlight into the gloomy room.His window was just facing the gate of the Rose Pavilion, and he could clearly see the path that must be passed.

After tidying up the entire room, Sean sat at the desk and began to think about his next move.

It is unrealistic to say that the goal is too big. Sean is very aware of the weight he is worth now, unable to master magic, and his own weakness has always been his Achilles heel.

To fight against those big guys who have been dormant in the capital for decades, Sean is not yet qualified.

Only by passing the academic examination of the Magic Academy, can he have the opportunity to improve his status, get in touch with higher-level contacts, and find more favorable opportunities.

Sean studied the Imperial Academy of Magic very early on, an ancient academy with a history longer than the Saint Via Empire.

The most high-quality resource in the academy is not the teaching and teaching about magic, but the fraternity formed spontaneously by the students in the academy.Among them, the most famous is the Falcon Club, which was founded by the first headmaster of the Imperial Academy of Magic. It only recruits three members a year, and even the late King Salfid III is an important member of the Falcon Club.It is an exaggeration to say that as long as you can join the Falcon Society, your future will not deviate from the core of the politics of the Sanvia Empire.

Of course, the Falcon Club's selection of members' origins and backgrounds is extremely strict. When Sean originally had a title, Sean still had the idea of ​​giving it a try.

But now that he has become an ordinary civilian, this door of opportunity has been closed forever in front of Sean.

The promotion competition for civilians is undoubtedly fierce, and the road ahead is not only long and narrow, but also steep.The annual selection of honor students by Imperial Magic Academy is a step up for ordinary students. The most basic requirement for participating in the selection is to have excellent grades in all academic subjects.

"It seems that when choosing courses, we should avoid practical magic classes." Sean listed the points to pay attention to in the future one by one on the paper.

In the afternoon, Imperial Academy of Magic, Lecture Hall.

All the first-year freshmen of the Academy of Magic attended the opening ceremony. When Sean found this place, the lecture hall seemed to be divided into two camps.

The students in the front row were all dressed in white, while the students who were dressed in black like Sean were sitting in the last few rows of the hall.

"White is for nobles, and black is for commoners. Is this the original distinction?" Sean sat in the corner of the back row, overlooking the entire hall, and found that among all the new students, the number of commoners and nobles was roughly equal.

"Excuse me, is there anyone next to you?"

"No, please." Sean raised his eyes and saw a slender young man wearing a black felt hat standing beside him.

"Thank you." The young man's voice was cold, and he sat next to Sean after speaking.

"Are you a student of Abster College?" Sean asked casually.

"Ah."

"Is it from the Alchemy Department?"

"Do not."

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to talk much, Sean stopped asking questions, and started thinking about other things in his mind to kill the waiting time.

At this moment, the huge crystal chandelier hanging high in the center suddenly lit up, and the voice of discussion in the preaching hall gradually weakened.

"Now, Mars Salfeld, the president of the Falcon Club and the elected chairman of the Student Union, will give us a speech." A high-pitched voice sounded.

"Mars Salfield?" Sean's pupils shrank.

"It's His Royal Highness, the second heir to the Saint Via Empire." The man sitting beside Sean said coldly.

Da da.

There was a dead silence in the preaching hall, only the sound of footsteps on the marble steps could be heard.

Under the eyes of everyone, someone got up from the first row, waved his hands around, and then walked to the center of the hall.

It was a man with short silver hair, wearing a white dress with a golden pentagram pattern printed on his chest, fair and smooth skin, and a well-proportioned and slender figure.

He calmly stopped in the center of the hall, looking at the dense crowd, his eyes were gentle but extremely firm.

All the people present, regardless of whether they were dressed in white or black, stood up at the same time, raised their hands to cover their hearts, and slightly bent their backs towards the man.

"This is the Imperial Academy of Magic. Royal privileges are meaningless. Please sit down," the silver-haired man said.

The students looked left and right, each of them showed some hesitation, until someone took the lead to sit down, and the others sat back to their seats sparsely.

"It's a great pleasure to meet you all here. Those who can enter the Imperial Capital Academy of Magic are the top elites of the empire. Your excellence itself is the key to unlocking the glorious moment of Saint Via."

The recognition from more outstanding people undoubtedly made the atmosphere of the scene rise rapidly. This kind of sacred sense of honor made people excited, and several young people sitting below subconsciously straightened their backs.

But then Mars' voice sank, "I have always firmly believed that there will always be a minority of people who can carry the future of the empire, just like the door to success only needs a key to open, and the vast majority of people do not have the consciousness to undertake the historical mission !"

"And we are different because we are the same kind from the best academy in San Via!"

After a moment of silence, there was crazy applause in the hall, and the sense of superiority made the eyes shine brightly.

In order to appear gregarious, Sean also applauded along with the crowd, while the person sitting next to him had drooped his head, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

"The strong will attract the strong, and the confrontation can make you a better self. This is what I like the most about the Imperial Academy of Magic, because the useless weak have already been eliminated in the first round." Mars raised He started and paused, "Now, as the elected chairman of the student union, I congratulate you all for coming to this elite paradise and starting your own bright journey! At the same time, I also extend the most sincere invitation to you as the president of the Falcon Club , becoming the best will be the only chance for us to meet!"

Everyone seemed to be moved by this wonderful and passionate speech, and even those commoner students dressed in black clenched their fists excitedly, as if they would become the outstanding elites that His Royal Highness admired in the next moment.At this time, they didn't know what background restrictions were. In fact, they had already been excluded from the list by the famous Falcon Society.

"The nobleman's speech is really an art, and he can talk about bullying so beautifully." A cold voice came from beside him. Although the surrounding area was very noisy, Sean still keenly caught it.

He didn't show it, as if he didn't hear the unsociable voice, he continued to clap rhythmically.

"Next, I would like to invite the first-year representative, Alex Cabed of Joshua College, to speak."

Hearing this familiar name, Sean's eyes drooped slightly.

The coincidence of the development of things is far more dramatic than he imagined.He even forgot that his brother was also at the same age as him.

Alex came up in a white dress. Unlike Mars, he had a cross printed on the chest of his clothes.

Compared with the last time we met, Alex seemed to have grown taller again, his hair was a little shorter, he looked more mature and stable, and his whole person was no longer as frizzy as before.

Coupled with that handsome sunny face, this style seems to be more favored by girls than Prince Mars, who was just aloof.

"In the morning light in the afternoon, flashy butterflies land on the tops of flowering branches, and peaceful white doves soar in the clouds and mist..." Alex's voice was deep and clear, and the sound quality was like a cello played at a dinner party.Unlike His Highness Mars' impassioned speech just now, Ericsson's reading is more like a poem recitation.

"Who exactly wrote the manuscript for him..." Sean frowned slightly, such a gentle speech could hardly arouse everyone's emotions.Most of the people sitting here are competitive, and such a flat speech by Erics can easily arouse contempt in some people's hearts.

However, it is not a problem to encounter some provocations. Alex's own perverted talent and the escort of Rose Manor can be said to be invincible.

I think that the number of places that the Falcons will recruit this year must belong to Alex.

He actually still had time to think about the situation of others, and Sean found that his thoughts were really superfluous.It may be the habit left behind when teaching Alex to take over the family affairs before. Sometimes he will subconsciously point out the shortcomings of the other party.

This habit should be changed.

He should remember that Sean Cabed was dead.

Sean closed his eyes slightly, although even if they meet now, Erics may not recognize him, but in order to reduce unnecessary troubles, he does not intend to expose his existence in front of Erics.

His plan was to spend three years studying at the Imperial Academy of Magic in a low-key manner.

The crystal lamp at the top of the hall suddenly went out.

Such a change caused Erics on the stage to stop his speech immediately.

Dead silence.

Nobody knows what happened.

"Sean Miller." An old voice sounded high in the air.

The freshmen were surprised and began to whisper.

Sean suddenly raised his head, only to see a stooped old man in a long robe appearing above the lecture hall at some point.

He was literally floating, saying Sean's name clearly.