While Boom and Rikka were laughing and playing in the dense forest, the young graduates also received their respective legion items and left one after another.
Their last stop today was the former site of Imperial College, which is now the Douqi branch. Because the graduation dinner of Imperial College is about to start there.
There are no ministers or corps officials attending this dinner, so many graduating students will choose to attend. This is not only their breakup meal, but also the final time for comparison.
The moonlight was bright, and young people dressed in costumes came together, but their methods were very different. The noble children rode in their own carriages, while ordinary people moved forward slowly.
As for the children from poor families, they can only stand in the corners or at the outermost edge of the crowd. Most of them look a little disappointed, and they don't even have a decent dress.
More than forty people walked into the banquet hall one after another. Only half of these people were graduated students, while the others were students with other plans.
The waiters brought countless delicacies to the long table. Fruits that were rarely seen on weekdays exuded a sweet fragrance, and the huge clay pot was filled with wine.
There is no so-called host, and there are no annoying opening statements. The dinner just started with music, and the laughter continued to echo in the hall.
But wherever there are people, there will be small circles. This is human nature, and it is an unchangeable fact. No one likes to face people they hate all day long, or even want to talk to them.
The young nobles gathered together, sometimes talking loudly and thinking about their bright future. Sometimes they whispered and introduced their fathers to each other.
And around them, there were even more people. These people came for only two purposes, either to make friends with powerful people, or to find a partner for themselves.
"I'm going to the Douqi Legion in three days. I don't know how my father is doing with the arrangements." The young man took a bite of the pastry and said with some worry.
"Don't worry, even if your Earl father can't speak, my Marquis father can always do it." Another young man next to him replied.
The two of them are members of the small circle of nobles. The former is the son of an earl, and the latter is the youngest son of a marquis.
Although both of them are mid-level knights, the habits they have developed over the years have not changed at all. Not only do they like to be pampered, but they have no intention of enduring hardship.
As for joining the Imperial Legion, it is just an order given by the family. Because the older and more powerful the family is, the more they pay attention to the penetration of power.
But they don't know that today's Imperial Legion is no longer what they remember. Whether it's Anthony's toughness or Yuri's old-fashionedness, they will not allow any moths to squirm under their noses.
What awaits them is definitely not some groveling care or special preferential treatment that opens the door to convenience. I believe that if the two of them dare to commit suicide, they will definitely die without a burial place.
"Don't say these things in front of me. Waste is waste, whether it's me or my son!" Another voice sounded again.
I saw a young man with blue eyes walking up to the two of them. This man was the only son of a duke at this dinner, and he was also the leader of the next generation of young aristocratic circles.
Although the two of them were a little dissatisfied when they heard this, they didn't show it at all on their faces. This is fate. If you want to blame, you can only blame your ancestors.
"Sir, you are so handsome, we will definitely be on your side!"
"Sir, don't be angry. Let's drink some wine. This is specially given to us by His Majesty King Ogu."
"Sir, you will definitely be able to replace Anthony in the future. We all believe in your strength."
The two of them wanted to say something more, but they were pushed out of the way by seven or eight girls in an instant. These were all students of the Imperial Academy, and they were the support group who admired the Duke's son.
Time is passing slowly, and this situation is happening constantly. But not everyone is so hypocritical, because in many cases, the exchange of interests is just an exchange.
"What are you thinking about? That person is not something you can hope for. People have to learn to face reality." The son of the baron hugged the girl and said softly, his hands not forgetting to pinch her waist.
"Can't you think about it? Although my family is not well-off, they are still pretty." The girl put her lips to the other person's ear, and her words came out with a little heat.
"Hey hey hey, this should be the case here. How about we change the place to talk." The son of the baron said straightforwardly with burning eyes.
A moment later, the two quietly left the banquet hall and walked towards a hotel in Aogu City. As for those who passed by, they all showed a playful smile.
This kind of scene keeps happening, and people who know that they have no chance to integrate into the upper-class aristocratic circle choose to leave early. As for the one or several young girls around them, it seems more realistic.
But they are not wrong. On the contrary, only such people can survive in Aogu City. Because the wine on the long table can make people intoxicated, but the cheapest ale can also achieve this effect.
As for those girls, they think more simply. Because instead of being forced to obey the family and marry a stranger they have never met, it is better to take the initiative to choose a similar partner.
As for the future life, it can only depend on the situation. Since it is a special commodity, why not fill in your own price tag?
Everything presented in the banquet hall is like an endless reincarnation. It is like the epitome of Aogu City and even the major principalities.
As a result, the eyes of the young people who always stood in the shadows became colder and colder, like wild beasts peeping at their prey.
"Brother, why don't we leave too? The smell here is very bad." The young man wearing a mage's robe said softly, with a small cloth bag beside him.
"Well, it's time to leave. Let's go directly to the Magic Legion tonight." The leader of the four looked at the nobles and replied immediately.
However, just as the four of them were about to walk out of the banquet hall, a voice made everyone stop talking. Twenty pairs of eyes looked at the door, or at them.
"Poor people are poor people. Not only did they have the shamelessness to attend the graduation dinner, but they also had to pack the food here before leaving." The sarcasm of the nobles echoed in the banquet hall.
"That's right, I think they will only be mid-level magicians their entire lives, and they have some shitty luck." The girls agreed.
"The sharp-tailed swift, the eye of the sickle and weasel, the blood lines all over the body, the tiny eyes of the wind everywhere, with me..." The voice of chanting the mantra suddenly sounded, but the leader waved his hand.
Break.
"This is the aristocratic district in Aogu City, not a place for fighting. Let's go." In the end, the figures of the four people completely blended into the night.
However, these nobles did not notice that the hands of the young man walking at the front were flashing with fluorescent light. A coercion unique to a high-level magician slowly spread, but it seemed very unstable.
"Brother, are you about to advance?" asked a young man wearing a brown magic robe.
"Yes, you should work harder, because only when we all become high-level can we perform the so-called magic fusion technique again." The leading young man walked on the Miracle Plain with a smile on his lips. p>