Hearing what she said, Roy understood that the relationship between Jefferson and Ms. Gillian was unusual, and he said regretfully:
"Well, I'm serving as a guide for those crew members. I should stand up and stop them."
Ms. Gillian wiped her hands on her apron repeatedly, then patted Roy on the shoulder and said:
"No matter who stands in front of a group of thugs, they will have this instinctive reaction. Roy, this is not your fault."
Then she asked: "Then do you still remember the names of those foreigners?"
"Well, there is a magician named Benjamin. I don't remember the names of the others. I can't understand the Imperial language they speak."
Roy said to Ms. Gillian.
The fish market was very noisy, and no one cared what they were talking about.
Ms. Gillian has a pair of high eyebrows, which makes her look very heroic. She wears a leather apron and is often exposed to wind and rain. The cheekbones on her face have light freckles, and her hands are a little too rough.
She also held a dagger specially used for killing fish. The tuna weighing more than 100 kilograms at the fish stall was almost sold out.
Ms. Jillian wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, turned to her eldest daughter and asked:
"Sabrina, did you take the art and sculpture elective courses at the academy?"
"Yeah! What's wrong, Mom?" Sabrina raised her head and replied.
The summer heat was very strong, and her fair face was already turning red at this moment.
"If you have time, go find Roy and ask Roy to describe their appearance, and you can make some portraits of them." Ms. Gillian said casually.
Sabrina frowned her delicate brows and whispered:
"According to the oral description, it may not look very similar when drawn like this."
Ms. Jillian sighed softly, glanced at her somewhat reluctant daughter, and said:
"It doesn't matter if it doesn't look like it. I just think that after everyone dies, there should be something left behind. Maybe it will be used in the future."
Sabrina hesitated for a moment, glanced at Roy, and saw that he had no reaction before agreeing: "Okay."
At this time, Ms. Gillian turned to Roy and asked:
"Roy, will you help us?"
Roy stood behind the fish stall and couldn't help complaining: When you just talked to Sabrina, you didn't ask me if I was willing! But at the end, you had to ask, what the hell...
Although Roy thought so in his heart, he said quickly:
"Ah! Of course it's no problem..."
It seems that Jefferson who died in the tavern really had something to do with Ms. Gillian. No wonder Moira said such sad words last night.
Roy's eyes accidentally fell on Sabrina's long white legs. After being noticed by the alert Sabrina, she gave him a fierce look.
Roy rubbed his nose and immediately looked away...
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Many buildings in the Temple of Liberty are old, including many doors and windows in the temple.
There are large gaps between windows.
In order to prevent these windows from falling off, these windows are almost all nailed to the window frames. Even if they were originally hinged, they cannot be opened at all now.
Roy's closet was filled with a strong musty smell, and the wooden boards behind it were even covered with some mildew spots.
In the past, Roy had only passed by the street in front of the temple. The gate of the temple and the statue in the yard looked pretty bright.
But now that he has become a trainee priest at the Temple of Liberty, he realizes that this temple is so dilapidated and even decayed.
This row of two-story buildings near the main hall is the priests' dormitories, and the two trainee priests are still in the courtyard in front.
The three priests were sitting around a round table in the study room. The light in the room was a little dim, and the sunlight shone in through the gaps in the wooden door, forming several beams of light in the dim room.
The privacy of this room is quite good. Although the wooden door looks shabby, there are many precious books in the room, and some protective magic circles were originally set up.
Priest Reed sat in front of the round table, frowned, and whispered:
"After Priest Felix Mitchell entered the Kingdom of God, the number of temples in the Elf World has been decreasing. Now the temples in various regions of the Elf World are even more difficult to move forward."
"Is there a problem with funding?" Young priest Andyson asked doubtfully.
Priest Reed shook his head slightly and said:
"Most of the funding for our Lady of Liberty Temple comes from the output of some territories. Funding is not the biggest problem for us."
Priest Theodore opposite knew some of the inside story, so I heard him say:
"The Temple of the Moon only respects His Majesty Mitchell, but does not have any good impressions of us priests. In some places, a long time ago, the elven nobles collectively boycotted the believers of the Statue of Liberty and refused to hire the believers of the Statue of Liberty to work for them. On the contrary,
This situation has not yet occurred in Castletown City.”
Young priest Andyson asked in confusion:
"We are just absorbing the marginalized people in the elven world, and we are the ones abandoned by the Moon Temple. Why do they exclude us?"
Priest Reed touched his forehead and said: "This kind of smokeless temple battle has never stopped..."
"And it seems that the goddess has been having a hard time taking care of the elven world recently. It is probably because the war between gods is not going well."
"There is news from above that a large number of priests from the Roland continent have begun to go to the dark land to participate in the divine war."
At this point, the air in the whole room was stagnant.
Obviously the three priests were mentally prepared.
However, when they heard Priest Reed talking about it publicly here, their expressions changed.
"Does the bishop also want us to join the war?" Theodore asked High Priest Reed.
Seeing Priest Reed's acquiescence, Priest Theodore became a little excited:
"But the manpower we have here is only enough for the basic operation of the temple. How can we spare the priests to participate in the divine war!"
Priest Reed took out a letter at this time, and the stamp on it was the Statue of Liberty.
Just listen to what he said: "The worst case scenario may be to leave a trainee priest to guard the temple, or to simply abandon this place. There are already temples doing this."
"Now this is not the biggest trouble for us, even if we give up the temple!"
Priest Reed paused, his eyes falling on the faces of Theodore and Andyson.
"The biggest trouble we are currently facing is that the Holy Grail has been stolen. Although the Holy Grail has little power, it is a sacred vessel baptized by the goddess. Only by carrying the Holy Grail into the dark place can we not lose our way in that world."
Hearing what Priest Reed said, Priest Theodore's face fell...
"Damn it, who stole the Holy Grail?"
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On the day when the Elf Academy started, Roy came to the gate of the academy alone.
The place is already crowded with new students who have come to register.
In fact, the threshold for entering this college is very low. You only need to pay 4,000 kole, and anyone can study in it.
Of course, food, accommodation and study materials are not included...
After entering the college, each student needs to take at least three electives every year, and can only choose six subjects at most. All subjects require a defense examination at the end of the semester. Once the score is rated C-, then this will be considered unqualified.
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In this case, you need to retake this subject in the coming year. Unless you voluntarily give up and change to another subject, you will have to retake it until the instructors finally determine that you are qualified.
Of course, even if you retake the subject, the tuition fee of 4,000 Kolers per year will still be fixed.
If there is a student who is energetic and can reasonably arrange the order of classes for each subject, of course the more subjects he studies each semester, the better...
But in the Elf Academy, almost most of the Elf students work part-time to complete their studies.
In other words, they will work first to earn money, and then go to school to collect tuition and living expenses.
I have to continue working while I am in school. In addition to maintaining daily expenses, I also have to save for next year’s tuition.
The benefits of this open system are obvious. At least when students spend their hard-earned money to study, they will pay very serious attention to the lectures.
Otherwise, if you fail the final exam and retake it next year, you may have to pay for yourself more.
In addition, if students want to successfully graduate from Castletown Elf Academy, they must obtain the approval of their tutors in at least 60 subjects.
In other words, students who graduate from here as quickly as possible will have to study here for at least ten years.
The vast majority of work-study students only enroll in three subjects each year so that they can free up part of their time to work outside the school.
But this means that it may take twenty years for this group of students to graduate from the academy.
Of course, to the elves, this little time is nothing...
Roy walked into the academy gate with the crowd of people. Among the many young elves, there was a guy who looked like a human. This scene was somewhat disharmonious.
Roy didn't know these elves either, so he squeezed into the crowd and headed to the registration location.
At this time, it is inevitable to regret that I had known so many people would have come later.
The grassland in front of the college tower is quite large. Many elves lined up on the grass here, and Roy also lined up honestly.
With the 4,000 Kolers prepared for him by Ms. Belinda, Roy waited in line under the scorching sun for nearly two hours to pay the tuition, and then received his student number and a voucher.
Roy followed closely and followed the crowd into the lobby of the main building.
Freshmen can fill in their subjects here, so of course the earlier they come here, the better.
Because each subject has an upper limit on the number of students, if you go a little slower, you may not be able to get good subjects.
Roy stood in front of rows of parchments hanging on ropes, looking at the introductions to each subject. He was a little dumbfounded for a moment, because he had never thought about what he wanted to learn before.