The boat is docked by the lake.
Judging from the figures walking around on the boat, many students were already on board.
Soso stood on the hillside, listening to the court etiquette teacher's tireless instructions, while staring at the direction of the ship.
Seeing that his mind had flown out, Dilling said, "Mr. Bill, I believe that Soso will definitely become the pride of St. Pardes College and the Kingdom of Goulan."
Bill sighed with a sigh of relief: "I have no doubts about this. But this is the first time that Prince Soso has left Goulan, and I am really worried."
Di Lindao: "I will take good care of him."
"Of course." With his assurance, Bill's face finally softened. "Your mother is a sister, and your relationship has always been closer than a brother."
Dilling looked at the sky and said, "I think we have to go."
"Okay. Please write back." Bill bowed and saluted.
Dilling nodded and pulled Susuo, who had already been impatient, towards the direction of the boat.
"Wait to the teacher." When they walked five or six meters, Di Lin whispered in Soso's ear.
Susuo turned back obediently and waved his arms vigorously.
Bill also raised his hand and shook it gently. As a court etiquette teacher, he always restrained his words and deeds, although he was extremely excited and reluctant.
Soso suddenly raised his hand and touched his space bag, "Ah, I want to check my ferry ticket again." The ferry ticket is enclosed in the envelope with the admission letter of the Holy Academy and given to each new student. The only voucher to go to the Holy Temple.
Dilling spread his palm helplessly, "Your ticket is with me."
"When did you take it?" Suso looked at him in surprise.
"Mr. Bill gave it to me last night." Dilling suddenly had a hunch that he might become his nanny.
Soso reached out and squeezed him.
Dilling shrank his arms, "What are you doing?"
"I just want to prove that I'm not dreaming now." Suso showed an excited look.
Dilling raised his hand, "I have a better way to prove it. Do you want to try it?"
Soso stuck out her tongue and ran towards the boat with a sudden force.
Dilling was afraid that he would fall, so he had to trot behind him.
Although it is the exclusive ship of the Holy Court, its appearance is no different from the ferry boats used by civilians. The cabin on the first floor is low and narrow, with two rows of benches on the left and right, each of which can only seat three people. The second floor is the observation deck, no one is there.
Soso and Dilling paid their tickets and walked to the cabin on the first floor to find a seat.
The position of the cabin is occupied more than half. They managed to find an empty bench at the back.
Soso and Dilling bent down and sat down.
Because when the two came in, there was no luggage in their hands, which inevitably attracted the attention of others.
A brown-haired boy sitting in front of them turned his head and said in surprise, "Where's your luggage?"
Suosuo blinked, poked his space bag and said, "Install it here."
"So small?" The brown-haired boy's eyes widened.
"That's a space bag, something only nobles can afford." Behind him, a big-eyed teenager with thick black hair said lazily.
"Noble." The brown-haired boy looked at them with reservations.
The big-eyed boy sneered: "A noble who can enter without an exam."
Suosuo flattened his mouth and looked at Dilling at a loss.
Dilling said indifferently: "The next is Dilling Basecco, the son of Duke Samanril Basecco, please give me more advice."
The cabin fell silent.
Everyone else looked at them in amazement.
No one, no matter how ignorant, has not heard of the Duke of Basecco of Shaman Lille. That is the powerful family that controls the army of the Shaman Riel semi-nation. I heard that they even have a magic army that belongs to the family. In other words, the noble boy in front of him who looked prettier than a girl had probably learned magic.
The dead quietness unnerved Soso.
He quietly pulled Radilling's sleeve.
Dilling turned his head and gave him a reassuring smile.
Soso was relieved. At any time, as long as he could see Dilling's smile, he felt that there was nothing to fear when the sky fell.
There are new students coming on board one after another.
The ship was slowly revived—except for the corner where Dilling and Soso were.
Perhaps in their respective lands, they are respected and admired nobles, but here, they are only the nobles who enter the Holy Court under the shade of their families to avoid trial.
In the evening, the boat finally slowly left the shore.
The breeze kept blowing in from both sides of the cabin, making people drowsy.
Soso's excitement cooled quickly in the indifference, and finally fell asleep on Dilling's shoulder.
Dilling was also a little sleepy, but the unfriendly eyes from the cabin from time to time made him have to cheer up.
The sky gradually dimmed, and the boat was still surrounded by endless lakes.
More and more people are lying down.
Dilling couldn't help rubbing his eyes.
"Cut." Someone in front sneered.
Although there was no cause and effect, Dilling could feel that the sneer was aimed at him. The waist that had been slightly bent was instantly straight again.
After an unknown time, a voice screamed: "Look, the lights!"
The silent cabin suddenly woke up. Even Soso stretched his head and looked forward.
Sure enough, there was a little white light in front of the ship, and it was flashing and guiding the direction.
There was a burst of cheers from inside the boat.
Immediately, it fell into silence again.
But this time the silence was different from the last time, this time everyone's eyes widened, watching the boat move forward little by little. If it weren't for the pulp in their hands, they'd be happy to help speed it up themselves.
The lights gradually became larger in the field of vision, and a vast land became clear from the line of the sky and sea.
Because it was night, the land was pitch black, as if covered with a thick layer of forest.
Soso said in a low voice, "It seems scary."
Dilling patted him on the shoulder.
The big-eyed boy sneered: "One of the questions in the first exam was the location of the St. Pades Magic Academy. Its east and west sides are deserted, the north is the Nightmare Forest, and the south is the Mirage Lake. The surrounding area of the school building is covered with dense forest."
"Thank you." Suso said sincerely.
The big-eyed boy was stunned. His original intention was to humiliate them, but he didn't expect to get a thank you.
Suoso thought for a while, but decided to argue for himself: "Actually, I also know this, but I was too excited just now and forgot."
The big-eyed boy's lips moved, but in the end he didn't speak.
A student at the bow exclaimed, "It's here."
Sure enough, the boat landed a short time later, and the students, dragging their luggage, rushed to the shore excitedly in line.
Soso and Dilling were last.
"Welcome to St. Pardes School of Magic." Before the two of them could stand firm, they heard a thick male voice coming from directly in front of them.
The students all took a deep breath.
Just in front of them, a magician in a white robe was floating in the air with a lantern, looking at them with a smile, "I am your dean, the tenth-order true magician McCreese. Before your graduation this year. , our fates will always be involved. Of course, this does not mean that I will treat you harshly, on the contrary, I promise that I will be quite amiable most of the time."
… most of the time
This sentence, it should be dismounted, right
The students slandered.
"Okay. I think you are all tired, let me take you to your residence to rest first." McCreeth turned half a circle in the air and floated forward.
Suoso leaned against Dilling and said softly, "Why do I think he looks like a legendary ghost?"
Dilling covered his mouth. Magicians are very sensitive to their surroundings.
Sure enough, McCreese suddenly turned his head and looked in his direction.
Dilling looked calm.
After walking for about half an hour, they finally stopped in a clearing with a large bag.
McCreese looked at the dazed freshman and said with a smile: "There is a tent in the bag, you will rest here tonight. I will arrange other things tomorrow."
All students: "… "
I have always heard that St. Padres Magic Academy is the most financially difficult of the three holy academies, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult!