Chapter 030 - George College

Walking up to a building outside the practice grounds, Fate waited outside, Johnsan followed Marquis Sweet into the building, and saw that it was an extremely large hall and room, like the martial arts field there, with a floor of all neatly paved white stone. 

"Nicholas, release your summoned beast for me to see." Sweet sat in a chair in the middle of the hall and stared at Johnsan.

Johnsan released an alien with a thought, and as the alien came out, he suddenly felt several invisible killing chances enveloping him.

Without even thinking about it, Johnsan knew it was coming from the Marquis' hidden guards.

"It is indeed as Ross said." Sweet's gaze was like a torch as he surveyed the alien and nodded, "Indeed it is a very peculiar magical beast, Nicholas, how many magical beasts like this can you summon?"

"Five." Johnsan didn't want to tell all of them, and answered without thinking, "There were originally ten, but before coming to the Imperial Capital I went to the Falling Moon Mountain Range to practice and lost five."

"It doesn't matter." Sweet consoled, "The most important thing for you now is to cultivate summoning techniques and expand your mental space and spiritual power, and in the future, summon as many magical beasts as possible, and there's no need to care about the summoned beasts having damage now."

"Folo City is too far away, and this old bone of mine is too old to control many things even though I know about them. Don't worry, from today onwards, your parents won't be subjected to any unfair treatment within the family." Sweet sighed and spoke slowly.

"In the future, you only need to practice summoning techniques with all your heart, you don't need to worry about anything else, at your current age you can summon six magical beasts, if you can meditate and cultivate and make a breakthrough, your future prospects will be unlimited. The future of the family relies on you young people, I'll have someone make the arrangements later, Nicholas, do you want to live in George Academy or here with me?" Sweet signaled Johnsan to retrieve the alien and revealed an amiable smile.

"It's fine for me to live in the academy." Although he knew he was pulling his punches, Johnsan was still comfortable in his heart and replied, "It's easier to cultivate this way and saves time running around."

Sweet wasn't polite, and nodded, "Then go rest, and when the paperwork is done, I'll have Bernie take you to George Academy to enroll."

Johnsan stood up and excused himself as Sweet's face broke into a satisfied grin as he called out and Bernie immediately came in from outside the building as if he were a shadow.

"Is that Clare the same as Ross said?"

"Yes, milord." Bernie stood with his hands down and said, "A very proper viscount, and his wife is a little deeper than he is in heart."

"Write a letter to Ross, and, well, from now on Crowell's fields and estate will be taken care of by him, and no one else within the family should interfere."

"Okay."

"Also, that York can be punished just a little bit, how to say that his son is now an intermediate level magician, are the future pillars of the family, York since he has been injured by Nicholas, this matter will be forgotten. Well, let's let York pay 100,000 gold coins to Crawl again, I heard that his chamber business is quite good."

Bernie respectfully answered yes, Sweet pondered for a while, raised his head and added: "You first go to do Nicholas's enrollment formalities, and then go to Finney City after you've done that, last night I received the news that there's an inconspicuous family's side line over there that actually gave birth to a sixteen year old senior magician."

Bernie answered and said with a smile, "Congratulations milord, it won't be long before all these teenagers become the strongest pillars of the family."

"Don't think too simply either." Sweet reached out and pressed the side of his forehead, sighed and said, "the Lance Empire for so many years down, I don't know how many families on top, especially the five big families living in Lyon District, which one can be weaker than us. Hey, those old guys are all in the subconscious cultivation, I'm an invalid in the fighting spirit and magic has no attainments, can only pick some elites from the next generation of the family to help out a little, or in the struggle between the Harriman family and the other families, more weights it."

Bernie stood still, his white face full of respect and caution, until Sweet waved his hand, which bowed, and turned and walked slowly out of the hall at an austere pace.

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George College is located in the center of the south city of Austen, this in the establishment of the city of Orton together with the construction of the Imperial College has been more than four hundred years of history, hundreds of years in the Lance Empire's first college throne hilly.

When Johnsan and Fate, an overage wizard trainee, stepped into the hundreds of meters wide main entrance of George Academy, they were both shocked by the statue of about twenty meters in the sparkling magic fountain at the entrance.

It was an old man, obviously from the delicate carving of a master stone carver, perhaps due to frequent repairs, the old man's facial expression was lifelike, knife-carved wrinkles covered the old man's cheeks, and his living eyes carried a faint fatigue and longing.

"That was Mr. Soros, the first president of George Academy." Bernie sighed on the side and said, "In order to build up George College as soon as possible, Mr. Soros worked his heart out and eventually died of exhaustion on the night before the college was about to hold its first enrollment ceremony. At that time, His Majesty King Andrew personally ordered the most famous stone sculptor to complete this statue to console this great and selfless Mr. Dean."

As he spoke, Bernie led them towards the interior of the academy, and like the schools Johnsan had visited before, cadets strolled leisurely through the academy in twos and threes, except that they had more weapons in their hands, such as magical staffs and longswords, in addition to their textbooks.

"The entire George Academy is divided into four major districts, the south district is the magic academy and the most famous district of George Academy, most of THE Lance Empire's famous magicians are from the south district. The north district is the warrior academy, the number of people is more than the magic academy, but in general the combat power is not as good as the south district, this is also the reason why the profession of magician is respected and hotly sought after in the continent." Bernie stepped on the gravel road and talked eloquently as he walked.

"The East District is a bit more complicated, there are potions, alchemy, summoning and other classes there, it is also a district where the number of students is not too large, and it is usually quieter. The west district is the dormitory area, teachers and residential students in the academy all live in the west courtyard, of course different status living conditions are also somewhat different. By the way, the dormitory I've arranged for you guys is room 309 on the fifth floor, everything is ready, so just go and live there."

Johnsan and Fate looked around as they listened, most of the buildings of the academy were old but neatly restored, the walls were carved with epic patterns that reeked of history.

"Young Master Nicholas, there's the entrance to the East End, do you need me to take you to the enrollment office?" Bernie said as he pointed to a large archway that appeared at the end of the road.

"Thank you, Mr. Burney. Don't bother, I'll just go by myself." Johnsan took the yellowish acceptance list from him and smiled at Bernie, "This companion of mine will have to trouble you a bit more to take him to report to the Magic Division."

It was Johnsan's own idea to let Fate come to George Academy to practice magic as well, and naturally the tuition fee couldn't be paid by the family.Johnsan took half a bag of gold coins out of his spatial ring as he spoke.

Bernie shook his head with a smile and without a word, led Fate toward the South End.

Johnsan was also trying to test the waters, and seeing that he didn't want just what he was looking for, he collected his money bag and walked through the East Side gates, stopping a teenager who wasn't sure what was being mumbled under his breath as he walked along as he asked, "May I ask which side of the hall the Summoner enrolls on?"

"Summoner?" The teenager with a few freckles on the bridge of his nose looked up at Johnsan in surprise and pointed to the west corner of the East End compound, "Right over there."

Johnsan politely thanked him and walked towards the west corner, where he saw a huge stone house with a dusty table in front of it. One of the legs of the table was half broken, and underneath it was padded with stones, on top of which there was a cardboard sign, on which was written "Summoner Enrollment Office" in a crooked manner, the cardboard sign was broken and fragmented, so Johnsan put his head together and looked at it for half a day before he could see it clearly.

Johnsan poked his head around for half a day, but none appeared, and couldn't resist running up to the stone house and knocking on the door.

"Knock, knock." No one paid any attention.

"Knock, knock, knock," and still no one paid any attention.

Johnsan was a bit puzzled and couldn't help but reach out and push, the door opened with a creak and he stuck his head in and froze.

Inside the stone room is very large, high on about a hundred meters, in addition to the east head of the center placed a few tables and chairs, the large stone room is empty and then nothing.

There were a dozen or so people sparsely seated at tables and chairs not knowing what they were chatting about, when they heard the door open and looked over in unison. The ages varied, there were boyish teenagers, a few youths, and even a half-grown bearded man.

"Is this the Summoner's Enrollment Office, please?" Johnsan raised his voice and shouted, filling the room with the echo of his voice.

"Do you need something?" The bearded man greeted him politely.

"Uh, I'm here to enroll." Johnsan handed him the acceptance list.

"Wow, finally a new student."

"Yeah, it's so rare."

The others swarmed over and surrounded Johnsan, yelling at the top of their lungs.

"Are you a teacher?" Johnsan bowed slightly.

The bearded man blushed and said, "I ... am also a trainee, only ... I have been studying for some ... somewhat longer. "

"Uh." Johnsan was speechless, casually dealing with the odd questions of a few other trainees, his eyes darting around and not realizing that anything resembling a Summoning Instructor existed.

"Don't look for it." The bearded man saw Johnsan's thoughts and said, "Mr. Randolph leaves every morning after lecture and rarely returns."

Johnsan was dumbfounded, and after looking left and right for a few moments, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are the summoner trainees? Are these the only ones?"

"There are two others, but they don't come around often." The bearded man extended his hand and said enthusiastically, "I'm Jeffrey, and you?"

"Nicholas." Johnsan shook his hand and introduced each other to a few other enthusiastic cadets individually.

"Is this the George Academy Summoner Class? The largest summoner class in Auston City?" Johnsan wondered if he was looking in the wrong place.

A few other cadets nodded, and a teenager named Vernia said, "That's all good, the other academies have basically canceled their summoner courses, and there's no place to learn even if you want to."

Johnsan just felt a little giddy, they say summoners are gone, but this is an exaggeration!