Chapter 156: Princeton Royal College

Imperial Royal College, also known as Princeton Royal College, holding a letter of introduction with the signature of King Forstan written by Angelina, Locke slowly entered the campus.
"Hello, may I help you?" A lady who seemed to be a clerk in the college walked to Locke and asked.
The lady was wearing a cyan work uniform from Princeton College, and a card representing her identity was pinned to her chest. Unfortunately, Locke hadn't recognized much Omor's text and could not recognize the lady's name.
"Yes, I'm going to the Cavaliers Perseverance Academy." Locke swallowed the unskilled Omor's language and uttered a few words.
When the woman heard it, she first appeared surprised, and then her smile became flattering, "Come and come, I will take you."
A low-level servant of Locke was held by an ordinary woman with no strength at all. On the way, Locke felt that the woman leading the way, rubbed Locke's palm intentionally or unintentionally.
The woman's appearance is only moderate, but it may be the reason for wearing a work uniform and being an Omor, and Locke gave him a lot of points in his heart, and did not care about her unreasonable.
Princeton College is very large, and it occupies close to a town. It has a complete park and grassland. It is said that there is a horse farm dedicated to equestrian riding. The college has six branches, two magician colleges, four knight colleges, and Rock. The Cavaliers Perseverance Academy I went to ranked second among the four Cavaliers Academy.
These are the messages that Locke told Locke on the road, and one more thing is that the woman's name is Lucy.
Lucy's attentiveness made Rock extremely uncomfortable. What he did not know was that anyone who could attend Princeton Royal College was rich or expensive, and there were few students of simple background. Lucy thought this was a person who entered the college by mistake. , Who knew it was a son of a golden turtle.
Lucy was just the daughter of an ordinary merchant family in Princeton. Because a client who had a good relationship with his father was responsible for buying at Princeton College, he recruited Lucy as an ordinary logistics person.
However, being an ordinary clerk at Princeton College is also an enviable role in the Imperial City.
All the emperor girls who are dreaming of princesses hope that a prince on a white horse can take him away and live a prosperous and happy life ever since.
Although Locke is not handsome, the conditions are good. Locke has a strong body and good height all year round. In Lucy's opinion, he is already a tall and handsome man.
Lucy's careful thinking Locke couldn't guess for the time being, he was originally unwilling to be a companion to Angelina, because he hated reading and studying, but fortunately through Lucy's only words, Locke knew the knight's training course, and the cultural class was only A small number, most of them are actual combat, which makes Locke at ease.
After taking Locke to the place, Lucy reluctantly bid farewell to Locke. Her servant was not qualified to stay in the place where the college students took classes. "189 Enton Street." When Lucy and Locke left, Tell Locke his house number.
As for Locke’s failure to remember, only God knows.
Getting rid of this passionate Ms. Omor, Locke held her recommendation letter and walked into a large five-story teaching building.
Ignoring the curious eyes of others in the teaching building, Locke stood calmly in front of the office marked with the entrance.
Knocked gently on the door, "Please come in!" A loud middle-aged male voice came out of it.
Pushing the door to enter, the area is about 200 square meters, and there are more than ten wooden tables in a row, each sitting behind a busy worker.
Locke walked straight to a middle-aged man with a beer belly. The reason why he is so sure is that only this middle-aged man is not at work here, but looks at Locke who is getting started.
"Hello, I am a freshly enrolled student." Locke said respectfully, only to find out that this unremarkable middle-aged man turned out to be an official knight.
Perhaps the tonnage is proportional to the strength. In short, this middle-aged man gives him a feeling that is stronger than the Sifi knight. Of course, it is weaker than the black armor knight named Gallon.
The middle-aged man curiously received the letter of introduction from Locke and the visa representing Locke's identity, opened it, and then closed it.
"You don't have any magic props with hidden strength?" the middle-aged man asked.
"No, sir." Locke answered.
"Low-level knight servant?"
"Yes."
"Take this and report to Class 3 of the second grade!" The middle-aged man snapped a school badge on the table, and then gave him away.
After Locke left, several staff members in the Admissions Office began to deal with Locke's admission matters. These days they are busy with this, and several people chat about it, "Huh? Forstan."
"The Kingdom of Forstan has only been recommended for three years. Why did he give such a shameless boy."
"Who knows, maybe the illegitimate son of the king?"
"Well, it makes sense."...
Under the guidance of the staff in the teaching building, Locke finally found his classroom on the corner of the fourth floor.
This is a huge staircase classroom, where there are thirty people sitting scattered, and a curly-haired man is standing on the podium, which should be their mentor.
Before waiting for Rock to introduce himself, the curly man yelled, "You are late! Go find a place to sit down!"
Locke walked to a position on the left side of the front row of the classroom.
"Hello, my name is Henry!" said the freckled boy, whose seat was only an empty seat from Locke.
"Hello, my name is Locke." Hearing this boy say he was Henry, Locke first thought of the Henry manager of the Baron's Transportation.
One morning, it ended with a curly-haired man talking on the podium. Most of the talk was about school rules and discipline. Because the speed of the men's speech was too fast, Locke could barely listen to a rough idea.
Fortunately, at the same table, Henry was a local and a chatty guy. In a few words, he summed up the curly-haired man for the whole morning.
During the school period, no hands are allowed. You need to apply for a duel. You need to have more than two tutors as witnesses. They need to complete 120 credits in a year. If they are dissatisfied, they will be ordered to drop out of the school. ...
"If you can't remember, you can go to the door of the college to see." Henry squeezed a smile.
Locke, the gate of Princeton College, was very impressed. When he and Angelina entered school, they were dazzled by the text that occupied half of the wall. Is it the school rules? Locke felt his head was big.
At noon, follow Daliu to eat in the cafeteria. The cafeteria of the Knights Perseverance Branch is a three-story structure, and students can eat at any level.
Locke and Henry chose the lowest level, "The above can't afford it!" This is Henry's reply.
During the communication with Henry, Locke knew that he was the bloodline of the vassal of a Viscount of the Omor Empire, and was sent to study by his family, and he was still a lord.
Asked Locke, when he learned that he was from the Kingdom of Forstan, Henry's interest increased greatly, and he hadn't been abroad yet.
Locke currently only has the status of a noble child, without the embarrassing status of a specific knighthood, and did not make Henry's attitude indifferent, which makes Locke feel that this is a person worthy of deep friendship.
In the afternoon, there was nothing to do. Just strolled around the campus, Locke walked to the entrance of Princeton College, waiting for Angelina to come out of the Wizarding Branch.
Unlike Locke, who only knew one Henry all day, Angelina's popularity was obviously better. A group of girls surrounded Yingyingyanyan, which caught the eye of a group of male students outside the college.
"Who is this?" An attractive woman with long wavy red hair asked Angelina beside her.
"My fiance!" Angelina stepped forward with a smile and kissed Locke's cheek, leaving a consternation in the eyes of the women.
After saying goodbye to the acquaintances, Angelina and Locke got on the carriage to pick them up. The driver was a captain of the Dark Guard, a high-level servant class, waving the whip, and the carriage slowly walked towards Chanschel Avenue.
Clearly, there were only three streets, but he had to take a carriage to get to and from school. Locke didn't understand it.
"This is a symbol of identity." Angelina said.
Not only they, but almost every student who walked out of Princeton College will have a corresponding carriage on the road outside.
Locke even speculated why the road outside Princeton College is wider than the roads elsewhere, reaching a width of thirty meters, which is used by these people to park the carriage--
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