Pioneer Knight

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The strongest "Rose Army" has less than 300 people, but almost all are composed of female swordsmen above the intermediate level.

In addition to the strongest and largest purely female organizations, there are also second-rate female organizations such as "City of Angels" and "Silver Dragon Valley", mostly with only about 100 people.

Next, it belongs to the kind of ultra-small organizations that are scattered in the wind, and many are just small groups formed by several like-minded female students.

"The distribution of pure female power in the college is probably like this. What you need to pay special attention to is the strongest roses and the largest thorns grass. As for other organizations, unless you provoke them first, there should be no conflict with them. Because In the Academy Wars, only the'Rosée Legion' could speak." Nalco summarized the situation in this regard.

Hughes nodded slowly, indicating that he had written down the information.

In the course of explaining the situation of the college, the three Hughes unconsciously have reached the westernmost end of the street. Turning around the corner, Hughes took a breath of breath after seeing the stretch of road in front of his eyes and barely seeing his head. He had a deeper understanding of the scale of the college.

"We don't have to go down anymore?" Hughes kicked back. Nalco said that it doesn't matter whether he moves forward or not, but Ram is also difficult to see, and he is not willing to use his two legs to measure how many steps this distance has in the end.

"Well, it's not too short to come out, and we should go back to the hotel. Otherwise, Mrs. Cynthia will be anxious." Hughes didn't blush and didn't jump, making a sounding excuse for his laziness.

Nalco looked up at the position of the sun, and then turned to look at the distance that the three of them had traveled, expressionless and smiling.

The three turned around and walked back. This time, Hughes didn't get caught up in the performances on the street, but after half an hour, the three of them wandered back to the famous hotel.

"Did Mrs. Cynthia come back?" Hughes greeted the waiter at the front desk.

"I just came back, Master Hughes." The waiter's response was very respectful, and his waist was almost bent to ninety degrees.

Working in a place like a hotel is a must-have skill for observing and observing. They all know where Hughes lived last night. Shocked by Madam Cynthia's attitude towards the young nobleman in front of her, no one dared to neglect Hughes anymore. What's more, since last night, all the waiters have been greeted by the above people. Treat this young master as respectfully as his wife.

This command can no longer be called rare, but never heard of it!

A wise man only buries jealousy in his heart, rather than rooting it in his attitude and behavior.

The waiters were cautious, and Hughes found it when he went out at noon. But it does not matter, because such treatment is very normal for the nobility, he has gone through more, and it is not strange.

As for the evacuation of the waiter when I first came to book the room yesterday, it was only because the staff of this hotel had seen too many nobles. Therefore, the awe of these civilians for the nobility is not as profound as ordinary people.

Hearing that Mrs. had returned, Huss, who had wanted to go to their room with Nalco for a while, had to give up the idea. He gave the guards a glance, and walked alone towards the second floor behind.

"Mother, I'm back." When Huss came to the door of Mrs. Cynthia's room, she thought for a while and then stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"I'm taking a shower and talking later, Hughes." A muffled voice came from behind the door.

"Okay, then I'll go back and wash too. Just now there were too many people on the street, and I was squeezing a lot of sweat." Hughes suddenly smelled the smell of sweat on his body when he heard the word "bath". When he got up, he hurriedly ran to his room.

There was a faint voice of Mrs. Cynthia behind the door.

When Hughes came out of the bathroom and was drying his wet hair, he suddenly discovered that three sets of white silk underwear were neatly placed on the bed. Immediately, his eyes caught the lady who was sitting on the sofa in the room and was smiling at him.

"I brought all these clothes." Hughes was a little embarrassed, he wasn't quite used to such intimate care from his wife.

"That was from Betty to you, this is from me, can it be the same?" Madam Cynthia raised her eyebrows. Although it is Hughes's unintentional language, she is still slightly dissatisfied with Hughes' subconscious distinction from the love of the two mothers.

Hughes is speechless, he doesn't mean that. And it's not appropriate to answer this, so he had to smile with apology.

"Try it on. I didn't ask the tailor to measure your body. I just checked it by myself. I don't know if it's accurate or not." The lady wasn't ready to let him go, and immediately put forward a new opinion. It's just that how Hughes listened and felt that the new mother's words seemed to contain some kind of dissatisfaction and mischief. This made him a little embarrassed.

"No need, this is underwear~," Hughes said, and he especially emphasized the word "underwear", hoping his mother would look on his face and let him go.

However, Hughes’ hopes were soon dashed, and he immediately confirmed from Mrs. Cynthia’s response that the exceptionally beautiful lady and his mother-in-law, Mrs. Betty, were completely two types of personality. The man in front of him had no psychological barriers to making fun of his son. Especially the smile in her eyes made Hughes cry and laugh.

"Well, if you're not used to it, you can go to the bathroom and change it." Mrs. Cynthia saw Huss smiled bitterly for a long time, her eyes rolled, and she took a step back with a grin.

Hughes was startled, then nodded with a wry smile.

Worthy of being a strong woman who runs a big hotel, this step back is quite smart.

If the wife doesn’t speak, and the mother and the child just look at each other like that, then the joke between the mother and the child is likely to evolve into a stalemate, or even anger. It’s not good for each other’s feelings, it’s just bad, not a wise mother.

If you simply give up, the influence that the wife has just established on her son will be diminished. For a mother who loves children very much, this is probably not the result she is willing to see.

So, as smart as Mrs. Cynthia, taking a step back at the right time, not only eliminated the possible stalemate, but also made Hughes apologize and had to agree to her request, thus fulfilling her wish.

For such a small means full of maternal love, even if Hughes sees it clearly, there is no solution. In fact, the biggest problem is that he also loves Cynthia's mother and can't bear to hurt the other party because of his persistence.

Hughes knows that at present, although he sincerely calls Cynthia his mother, and his wife does regard him as a son, the establishment of the most intimate relationship in the world, such as the mother-child relationship, can never be completed overnight. It was always the result of mothers having children, breastfeeding, and getting along with them day and night.

Therefore, it is better to say that the relationship between the mother and the child has become clearer than the relationship between the mother and the child. And to deepen this relationship into unbreakable true feelings, it also needs the mother and son to treat each other wholeheartedly, pay every true feelings of their own, cherish the time they spend every second, in order to bridge the gap between them, because Fourteen years of complete separation in space, resulting in a huge gap.

The time of only two days together is too short.

Hughes believes that Mrs. Cynthia knows the truth. She can see this from her reaction. Madam's initiative to regress is precisely the proof that she is carefully safeguarding the mother-child relationship. She was afraid of her persistence, or was too eager to fully own her son's performance, which would scare Hughes, hurt Hughes, and make him disgusted.

Joining each other carefully but firmly is like a star hitting the earth. Although it releases all the enthusiasm and fusion in a moment, it finally destroys the connection with each other. It is much stronger!

Such a result might as well be far from each other across the starry sky, can not hug, but still have the opportunity to silently care about.

At least, this is Hughes's idea.

Three days passed by. As for the various sceneries of the king capital, they also visited about two thirds of them.

However, no one regrets this.

Nalco had lived here for a short period of time. At least three years, there is no place in Wangdu that he is not familiar with; Hughes will study at Wangjia Warrior College for at least three years. When visiting Wangdu, he has time; as a key training Hughes’s personal bodyguard, Ram, also wants to live here. He will come with Hughes and he will also go with him.

The night before the semester started, Mrs. Cynthia, who had bought some unknown gifts for Hughes three days ago, brought a brand-new male swordsman suit and asked Hughes to go to the college the next day.

At first glance, the maroon coat is not conspicuous, and it is not as good as the shirt inside—the luxury of its silk fabric can be seen at a glance, and it is designed as a cardigan with a large wavy flower inlaid with gold rims. Straight but not bloated, full of elegant literary atmosphere.

However, if you touch the fabric and observe carefully, the value of the shirt is completely compared. The fabric of this coat turned out to be Namia cotton produced only on Elven Island. Namibian is a rare clothing plant that has been researched by elves in recent years. Because of the peculiar microstructure of the fiber, it is woven into a fabric, which not only has the smoothness and smoothness of silk, but also has a peculiar plasticity under a special process.

Just like the chestnut sword suit that Huss received, not only is the front and back smooth, there is no trace of folds, but also the collar, cuffs, vest, shoulders and the lower edge of the clothing have been repaired with distinct angular shapes, Make this dress like a sculpture, full of male masculinity. Of course, the same set of pants was also treated.

This kind of clothes is absolutely stylish when worn on the body. It can dispel the 14-year-old aura of Hughes and give others a restrained but firm impression, which makes people shine.

As for the more subtle manual work, needless to say. All in all, this is a very handsome suit! Hughes liked it at first glance.

Hughes did not quit, he deliberately ignored the expensive price and the scarce quantity, and naturally accepted the gift. Mrs. Cynthia was very pleased with this. If she wasn’t afraid of delaying tomorrow’s admissions, she might have pulled such a handsome son in praise all night.

On the fourth day of Hughes’ arrival in the Allianz Kingdom capital city of Ares, the annual recruitment process of the Wangjia Warriors Academy was finally launched.

A crowd of people!

This was the first impression of Hughes when he left the hotel.

On the already prosperous South Street, the number of human beings is too large to describe it as a flow of people. Only the word "human mountains and seas" can accurately represent this scene.

"Why are there so many people today, I am afraid there are tens of thousands of people crowded here? Isn't it that the college only recruits 1,000 people a year?" Hughes complained while squeezing in with Nalco and Ram.

"That is, if you said that there were so many people, I would put on the sword armor to increase the weight. I can't squeeze anymore." Ram was very speechless.

Nalco reluctantly, while adding strength, sharing part of the pressure for Ram, explained: "This is the same every year. Although only 1,000 people are recruited, there are many civilian children every year to try their luck, as long as they can pass the age In the case of defeating the trial students sent by the college, they also have the opportunity to enter the college to study, which has a precedent in the past. In addition, there are many spies sent by almost every large noble family on the mainland. Each can enter The students of Wangjia Warrior College are the stars of the future and are valuable talents. The spies are here to listen to various news in order to select the appropriate target to track and observe, and finally envelope the desired target into their own family. Therefore, these two types of people , Actually occupies the vast majority of all comers today."

Hughes thought about it and nodded in agreement with Nalco's explanation.

"Then we will work harder and squeeze it like this. The swordsman suit that Madam Cynthia gave me is really going to be finished. I can't explain it when I go back."

The strength of the three swordsmen with ranks four, five, and six combined is quite impressive. So despite the complaints and curses around, Hughes and the three listened deafly, and soon squeezed a path out of the thick encirclement to the innermost layer of the crowd. The range further forward has been separated by a row of highly skilled swordsmen, and has become a dedicated venue for freshmen to enroll.

At this time, the south gate of the Wangjia Warrior College had been fully opened, and dozens of tables in front of the door slipped away. There were two people sitting behind each table. There were men and women. They carefully checked the materials handed in by the freshmen. Check the identity and appearance, and make a simple inquiry. After everything passed, they gave the freshmen a black sword-shaped badge of index finger length and put them into the gate behind them.

Looking at the excited expressions of the newly-entered new students with happy smiles, Hughes couldn't help but also get excited, squeezing forward unconsciously, and soon dissatisfied with the swordsmen who maintained order.

The other party is a strong man with slightly dark skin, a square face, bright and big eyes, and a mouthful of white teeth. The most distinctive feature is the beard of his lower jaw, which stands upright and pierces in all directions.

"Squeeze me again and throw you out! Andrea said he could do it!" The other party was pushed impatiently, turned around violently, and shouted at Hughes fiercely.

Hughes smiled embarrassedly, and quickly took out the well-protected admission letter from his arms and shook it in front of the other party, "I am a freshman this year."

"Newborn?" The black strong man named Andre, whose expression suddenly softened a lot, reached out and shoved towards Huss behind him, making room for him and letting Huss into the inner circle. Nalco and Ram are right behind Hughes, and certainly within the scope of Andre's shoving. They resisted deliberately, but only felt a rush of force, and the body involuntarily took two steps back and squeezed tightly against the others behind them. For a while, all of them sighed and sighed, but no one dared to export.

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