Although the level of the academy in the Tundra Continent is very limited, its scale is no less than that of other principalities, or even worse.
This is a two-story small villa with a single courtyard. It was originally used by poor tutors, but after many years, it has still been idle a lot.
The room has long been cleaned by the servants, the fire is burning red, and the exquisite pastries are still warm. The flavors of ale and wine are intertwined and mixed, the special frozen wine is carefully wrapped in ice cubes, and a bit of cool air is floating around.
"Rikka, you should rest more these two days. Since we are all here, we might as well enjoy it."
"But you still can't let go of your caution. If someone approaches casually, you can just take action."
Boom nodded with satisfaction, and then nestled himself into the animal skin sofa. It could be seen that the person who arranged the place must have done enough homework, otherwise there would not be meat soup on the table and clay pots.
Full of tea.
As for more, they were snacks bought for Rikka and two romance novels that had just been written. Boom picked up a high-grade magic crystal and looked at the door with some fun.
Dong Dong Dong! There was a knock on the door. Liuhua was chewing a chicken leg in his mouth without any image, and almost covered the other person's face with his greasy and dirty hands.
Ragna, the Lord of the frozen soil, was startled by the opponent, but when he saw clearly that it was Rikka, an obscure little girl, he could only smile bitterly and sigh.
A new round of tea boiled again, and after the servants arranged the cakes neatly, they bowed and left. Rikka kept reading the novel by herself, with no intention of avoiding it, nor any intention to participate in it. p>
The ancient goblin clock on the wall was clicking, but after more than ten minutes, Ragnar drank all the tea in the cup. He smiled and looked at Boom, who had been waiting for a long time. p>
"Aren't you curious why I came here to find you? You must know that this is not a palace, but a paradise for professionals."
Ragnar got a glass of ale and asked softly. He still couldn't see through Boom, or maybe he was just a blank piece of paper, so he could see clearly at a glance.
But no matter what, Boom is someone that Tundra Continent has to work hard for. Because a space magician is already worth it. If you add a Rikka, it can be said to be a sure profit.
"Why should I be curious? As the lord of the frozen soil and the king of the Vikings, you still need my consent to do anything you want to do? Again, I will naturally abide by reasonable requests, but if you force others to make things difficult, I will not agree with you.
Rikka will never agree."
Boom took a sip of tea again and showed a rare smile. In his opinion, the other party was a very interesting person, at least very different from the nobles of the ancient continent.
Boom doesn't know what he looks like in front of others. But between himself and Rikka, the Lord of the frozen soil always seems to be very talkative, even to the point of indulgence.
But Boom did not forget the identity of the other party because of this. The person in power is the person in power. No matter how easy-going his personality is, he is still a nobleman who can kill countless lives with a single hand.
"Although it is a bit abrupt to say this, I still hope that you and Rikka can stay in the tundra continent."
"Rikka can practice with Tanya, and you will attend the imperial meeting as the deputy to the consul."
"Of course, if you and Rikka have any other plans, I will try my best to satisfy them."
Ragnar, the Lord of the frozen soil, looked directly at Boom and slowly stated his plan. Although Ragnar was also a noble, he never liked the arrogant and conciliatory style.
In this regard, he and Boom can be said to be very similar. Both are straightforward people, and neither likes to talk useless nonsense.
However, having said that, this condition is also the limit that he can accept at present. Boom is not a Viking, and Rikka is very likely to be a foreigner.
In the very xenophobic frozen continent, rashly pushing the two to a high point is not a favor, but the most vicious form of flattery.
"Thank you very much for your love, but Rikkashi and I are not here, let alone in any principality."
"This is a promise made by my elder brother, a promise to take Rikka all over the world."
"And we brothers and sisters have no interest in power. We only want to travel freely and see more scenery we have never seen before."
"So please don't mention this matter again. Although I am destined to leave, I like the frozen continent very much, and I don't know which day I will return again."
Boom nodded slightly, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but there was no hint of arrogance. These were his true feelings, and they were sincere words from Boom's heart.
Ragnar sighed, and immediately stopped entangled in this matter. Because even he himself already knew Boom and Rikka's plans.
"I hope we will always be friends. You and Rikka won the friendship of the Vikings and also benefited the Tundra Continent a lot."
"Although I don't know where you are from, you must be far more knowledgeable than me, a country bumpkin who has lived in the frozen continent all his life. I have one more thing, and I hope to hear your advice."
Abolish the privileges of the nobility! These six words came out of Ragnar's mouth, and the originally calm Boom was petrified for a long time.
Perhaps every poor person has thought about this kind of thing, and many people even laugh wildly in their dreams again and again. But everyone understands that the aristocracy is the basic system that maintains the normal operation of the entire world, so no one is willing to take the lead.
, be the first idiot to eat snow crab.
However, Ragnar’s intention is not to completely subvert the structure of the frozen continent, but to turn the Principality Academy into a pure land. Because only in this way can talents be better cultivated.
As the saying goes, "A poor family knows a filial son, and a country in chaos knows a loyal minister." Although disciples from aristocratic families are born with better conditions than ordinary people, after several years of statistics, the rate of being transformed into high-level professionals is far lower than that of the poor. And this is still in the
Data on the poor after being suppressed by the other side.
Therefore, Ragnar believes that if all people can be treated equally in the Principality Academy, the future of the frozen continent will be infinitely bright.
"This is the stupidest decision. Don't tell me that you really intend to act like this." After regaining consciousness, Boom shook his head and then gently put down the tea cup.
"Where there is fighting, people will be on tenterhooks, and only those who are on tenterhooks can work hard and make progress."
"If the advantage of the nobles is that they are born one step faster than others, then the advantage of the poor is the stubbornness of being unwilling to accept fate."
"A noble college without privileges will still be a noble after completing their studies. But the poor who have lost their resilience are destined to achieve nothing in the end. What future can the frozen continent have?"
Under the moonlight, Boom and Rikka sat at opposite ends of the dining table. The former talked about various things about the academy, while the latter ate one piece of white sugar cake after another.
Ragnar, the Lord of the frozen soil, walked towards the palace, followed carefully by a group of guards behind him, because they could not bear to disturb the frustrated king.
Ang Tian sighed, Ragna carefully recalled every word Boom said, and then shook his head with a wry smile.
"At my age, I didn't have Boom's vision. It's a pity that there are still no useful talents left in the tundra continent! Time and fate!"
