Li's path

Chapter 289 Entrance Ceremony
"Congratulations on your admission~"

Li En and Laura walked into the school gate side by side. Before passing through the school gate covered with flowers, they heard a lovely and vigorous female voice from the side.

Following the prestige, a petite girl in a green school uniform came out from the door.Her long flaxen hair was tied behind her head with a blue ribbon, her big eyes were full of enthusiasm, and her cute smile made people want to pinch her face.

Behind the girl was a young man whose body was quite different from hers, with a bloated but not disobedient figure, and a friendly expression reminiscent of Maitreya Buddha. From the technician uniform on his body and the goggles on his head, it can be seen that he is a technician.

"Yeah, you two are the last two, right?" The petite girl walked up to the two of them and said, "It's Lian Schwarzer and Laura S. Arside, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"First meeting, please take care."

Li En and Laura nodded together.

"Well, why do you know our names?" Ask any questions, this is Laura's rule.

"Hey, there's a little reason." The girl's cute smile reminded Li En of Yanilas, "Please don't worry about it."

"Is that what you applied for? Let us keep it for now." The fat technician stretched out his hand.

"Well, it's the same as what's written on the admission letter." Laura handed over the suitcase with both hands, and Li En handed over the luggage together.

"I have indeed received it." The fat technician took it seriously, and put a label with everyone's name on it in a conspicuous place, "I will return it to you in good condition later, please don't worry."

"The entrance ceremony is in the auditorium over there, please go straight along this road." The girl made a sign with her left hand to guide the way.

"Ah, by the way, welcome to Thors Academy,"

"I wish you two fulfilling years here."

The seniors and sisters blessed in unison.

"Those two should be seniors." Laura asked on the way to the auditorium.

"It should be." Li En nodded, "Have you noticed, we are the 'last' two people."

"Hmm." Laura turned around, and not far away, two seniors were receiving other freshmen. "It seems to be related to this red school uniform."

"Did you know? In a certain country, red clothes are a symbol of elites."

"Red is also the color of the empire."

While chatting, the auditorium is in front of you.

Adhering to the emperor's philosophy of simplicity, the auditorium has no luxurious decoration, and everything is kept simple.

Beside the rostrum, the instructors and teachers lined up. There were heroic soldiers, lecturers with excellent temperament, unkempt researchers, typical scholars, and the beautiful instructor with a hot figure and outstanding appearance.

In the center of the rostrum, stood a burly, white-haired old man who was not inferior to Garcia. He was dressed in a military uniform—not an ordinary style, but a military uniform that only a marshal is qualified to wear.

This majestic old man is the principal of the school, Fan Dyke who once served as the Marshal of the Empire.

The old man's speech was not long, and he didn't use a microphone. With the breath from his chest, everyone in the auditorium could hear him clearly.

"Finally, I would like to send a word to all my classmates."

"The college was founded about 220 years ago. The founder was the Great Dreykels, who ended the Lions' Battle. He was the ancestor of the revival of the Erebonian Empire. He reigned for more than 30 years. The emperor in his later years was in the outskirts of the imperial capital. That is, here, a non-commissioned officer school was opened to teach military science and gunnery."

"In recent years, while the army has become mechized, the responsibilities of this academy have also undergone tremendous changes, and more and more people are interested in fields other than the army."

"Even so, the 'that sentence' left by the emperor is still passed down as the philosophy of the academy."

"Young people—become the cornerstone of the world!"

"How to recognize the word 'world' and how to qualify as a 'cornerstone'. I hope you will use the next two years to think for yourself, and I hope you can encourage each other and make progress together!"

"—that's all I have to say."

The audience applauded—whether it was the aristocratic students in white school uniforms sitting in the front row or the commoner students in green school uniforms in the back row, without exception.

Among nearly a hundred freshmen, [-]% are white, [-]% are green, and only [-]% are in red school uniforms, including Laura and Li En.

After the principal's speech, the entrance ceremony came to an end. Afterwards, the freshmen would go to their respective classes according to the entrance guidelines—except for the freshmen in red school uniforms, because there was no such item in their entrance guidelines.

When the nine students were wondering, the beautiful instructor with long red hair came to them.

"Okay, okay, children in red school uniforms, look this way. It seems that you are at a loss because you don't know your class? Actually, it's because of some special reasons."

"—Next, I will invite you to participate in the "Special Oriented Adventure"."

"???"

Facing the students' doubts, the instructor didn't intend to answer, but just smiled slightly: "In short, you will know soon. Then, everyone, please follow me."

Whether it's trouble, confusion, or any other thoughts, all I can do now is keep up.

The group's destination is the rear of the college, which looks quite old-yes, this is the old school building that every college will have-it will never be separated from hauntings, monsters, and all kinds of incredible things. "True Seven Mysteries of the Unbelievable" ranked first.

On the hillside not far from the old school building, two people were watching this scene.

"Oh, that's our junior and junior sister." The young man in the green school uniform and wearing a headscarf spoke casually.

"Well, although the names are different, they are similar." The girl in black leather with short purple hair showed a handsome smile, "It would be great if our hard work paid off. That means a Years of down-to-earth efforts have not been in vain.”

"Yeah." The turbaned youth squeezed out an expression of approval, and soon collapsed, "But you're not trying hard at all, aren't you just messing around?"

"It's not the same with you. But it's not just Alyssa, there are so many cute girls among them." The girl looked back and forth among the junior girls, "It's very important for me to get close to you now."

"Oh, is there someone you know? No, don't just want to strike up a conversation." The resentment of the turban youth broke out completely, "Do you know how many men have endured loneliness this year because of your relationship?" (Excluding the youth himself.)
The girl snorted softly, not bothering to raise her eyelids.

"You, your way of laughing is too contemptuous, isn't it?"

"Really, don't quarrel between the two of you." The soft and cute girl's voice interjected at the right time, but it was the petite girl who greeted the new students at the school gate before, and the fat technician boy was also there.

"Ah, you two have worked hard."

"The rest of the chicks seem to be finished as well."

Judging from the attitudes of the girl in leather and the young man in the turban, the four of them are obviously very familiar with each other.

"Well, everyone's expressions are great." The petite girl clenched her fists, full of energy, "Okay~ I have to work hard to help them spend a fulfilling college life!"

"Hehe, you are indeed the president."

"Oh, oh, really motivated."

Girls in leather clothes and youths in headscarves are accustomed to the attitude of girls.

"Well, if there is no help, it will be very hard at the beginning." The fat technician looked at the two people who were talking and asked, "—So, have you made your preparations?"

"Just as the instructor instructed." The girl in leather turned around and looked at the dark gate of the old school building, "How should I put it, I really sympathize with them."

"I feel the same way." An inexplicable brilliance flashed in the eyes of the turbaned youth. "From this year onwards, there will be special classes for special reasons. Let us see how much you guys are capable of."

As if echoing in fate, the corners of Li En's mouth raised when he stepped into the old school building.

—Has it finally begun? My story, my war.

The old school building was obviously not used for a long time, and the school building was empty without any decorations.

The instructor in charge of guiding the way stood on the stone steps and began to introduce himself: "My name is Sarah Ballestan, and I will be the head teacher of your "VII" class from today. Please give me your advice."

"Class VII?" All the students except Li En were at a loss.

"That, that, instructor Sarah?" the girl wearing glasses asked, "I remember that there are only five first-year classes in this college, and they will be divided into classes according to their identities or origins."

"Oh~ As expected, you entered the school with No.1 grades, did you investigate carefully?" Instructor Sarah showed an appreciative smile, "That's right, there are five classes, and they are divided into noble and peaceful classes—it was like this until last year. Starting from this year, a new class has been established, that is, you—the special subject class "VII" class that was selected regardless of your identity." (This sentence is too nonsense, you are selected because of your identity.)
"No, it has nothing to do with identity. Is it true?" The girl with blond hair and twin ponytails asked.

"--What are you kidding!" Before the instructor could answer, he was interrupted by the angry voice of a green-haired boy wearing highly myopic glasses, "Irrelevant to identity? I've never heard of such a thing!"

"Uh, remember you were."

"Machias Regnitz!" The green-haired boy announced his name loudly, "More importantly, Instructor Sarah, I can't accept it at all! Does it mean that I want to be in the same class as the nobles? ?”

"Even if you say that, I'm still a young man, so I should be able to get acquainted right away." Instructor Sarah started talking to me.

"Then, how is that possible." Facing the smiling instructor, Macias couldn't get angry.

"Hmph." Next to him, the blond boy sneered.

"Do you have any opinions?" This attitude made Macias extremely unhappy.

"It's nothing, I just think that 'civilians' speak quite loudly." The blond boy looked stern.

"Ah, ah, it seems that a noble son of a great nobleman broke in by mistake. That haughty attitude must be from a rather noble and famous family?"

"Juses Al Barea, the name of a mere 'nobility', it doesn't matter if you can't remember it."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the students who were watching changed.Because the Al Barea family is the second in the "Four Famous Families" of the empire, the duke's family in charge of governing the Eastern Kruchen State, and the great nobles among the great nobles.

"So, so what?" Macias' voice rose again involuntarily, "If you think that everyone will give you three points if you report a famous name, you are very wrong! Well, I absolutely—”

"Okay, okay, let's stop here." Instructor Sarah interrupted the farce aloud, "Although I think you have a lot to say, I will listen to your complaints later. Because it is about time to start the directional adventure gone."

When the students were wondering, Instructor Sarah stepped back quickly and pressed a button on the column.

Everyone suddenly felt their feet tremble, and the floor instantly tilted 50 degrees.

"Ah~" screamed.

Welcome to Taoyuan Township Xanadu. Of course it is impossible.

(End of this chapter)