Throne of the North.

Chapter 153 Old Friends with Different Lives

"Ryan?"

Ryan didn't need to move, naturally there would be people with vision coming to find him, but Ryan didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

"You are... Jovan."

Ryan was a little surprised. Jovan Dean, the heir of the Viscount Dean family of the Empire, was neither the eldest son nor the second son. Of course, he was not qualified to obtain any rights. It could be said that his status was similar to Ryan's back then.

He just lived a dull life, eating and waiting for death, relying on the wealth given to him by his family as a share of the wealth.

The two of them were friends, but in the past, it could be said that every noble heir like them were friends with each other.

So, not close.

Jovan looked in shock at Ryan, who was dressed in fancy clothes and accompanied by guards.

Of course he knew what Ryan was doing. He went to the poorest and most miserable place in the North to become a baron. People in the circle had often made fun of Ryan in the past.

But Jovan knew that the reason those people were obsessed with Ryan who had left was because they envied him.

Barons, nobles of the empire, no matter what, Ryan's future will be different from theirs.

They will laugh, purely because they think that this is the only way to make themselves feel superior.

"Look, Ryan, who is just like us, went to the poorest and coldest frontier of the empire to become a baron. How miserable."

The more disdainful he appears to be towards Ryan, the more unwilling and envious he is inside.

But now, Jovan looked at Ryan's appearance, and saw that he did not look like a miserable barbarian who would be ravaged by the wind and snow of the north as the words said. He knew that those people were not even qualified to make fun of him or show disdain for him.

Jovan has grown up. He is one or two years older than Ryan, so he knows that there is a huge difference between his identity and Ryan's.

Nobles...Once the lord system is implemented, the status of the fifth-class nobles will be raised to a higher level. At that time, they will not even be qualified to meet Ryan.

Thinking of this, Jovan felt a little bitter and reserved. He was not talented and was not favored in the Dean family. The wealth distributed by the family could only allow him to maintain a normal life. If he wanted to live a better life, he could only work hard...

The Dean family is not wealthy, and because it has been passed down for so many years, many rights cannot be inherited even by the children of the current viscount.

If they can, then can't their grandfather's children, their father's brothers? What about their grandfather's brothers?

Aren't they all sons of even more ancient nobles?
"Ryan... Baron, do you want to enter the magic academy?"

Jovan smiled, as if he had forgotten his previous relationship with Ryan.

"Jovan, you don't have to do this."

Ryan sighed and then spoke.

"Do you know which mages in the magic academy are good at training mounts? Especially war horses."

Listening to Ryan's question, Jovan was a little confused. He didn't dare to make a bold guess in his heart. He could only pretend to be cheerful and speak the truth.

"Ryan, there are no wizards in the magic academy who are good at what you said. There is, and only one."

Jovan raised his hand and pointed at a tall tower. Ryan looked over and saw that the tower was dark red in color, which was out of tune with the building of the magic academy.

"Master McKen rejected the royal family's invitation three times. He was unwilling to go to the Highland Mage Tower, so he became the only mage in the magic academy who was good at beast life potions."

"but……"

Jovan looked at Ryan with some embarrassment. "Ryan, you should understand that after graduation, if many mages cannot stay in the Mage Academy and rely on the Grand Mage, then the best thing for them to do is to become a vassal of a noble and offer sacrifices to him."

"And the nobles all want to get the life potion that the warhorses take. If we can learn something from Master McKen, we will be very popular among the nobles after graduation."

"Even before they graduate, nobles will come to them."

"So, it's very difficult for anyone who wants to see Master McKen, even if they are apprentices in the magic academy. If you want to see him..."

Not every magician pursues powerful strength and spells. There are many magicians in the magic academy who come from poor families. They mature very early and therefore understand that their talents are not high, so pursuing benefits becomes the only option left.

The nobles would of course want to own expensive war horses on their own, so the wizard apprentices or assistants in magic academies are of course willing to learn in this regard.

But obviously, Master McKen, who rejected invitations from the royal family and other nobles, was not a man who was obsessed with money.

"Do you have a way to get Master Macken to see me?"

Ryan asked, but after hesitating, he took a step back.

"Just let him know that I want to see him, not to mention that I'm here for warhorse training."

Jovan also hesitated. He was just an intermediary. Apart from the owners of the dozens of high towers in the magic academy, there were many magicians he was not qualified to meet. Ryan's requirements were a bit too high for him.

"One hundred gold coins. Regardless of success or failure, if you can let me see the great wizard, I will give you another two hundred gold coins."

This price is undoubtedly high, but who can blame him for the fact that there is only one person in the magic academy who can meet Ryan's requirements?

"Ryan, how about... I help you contact one of the assistants of Grand Mage McKen, a magician."

Jovan said still hesitantly.

"Can that wizard satisfy my request?"

Jovan stopped talking. The reason why he was sure that the answer Ryan wanted could only be obtained from Master McKen was because the master had a strange personality. The other people in the wizard tower were just tools, and no one became the master's disciple.

So, he couldn't be sure.

"I……."

The gap between him and the great wizard was still too big, but looking at the other party's appearance, Ryan still understood the difficulty involved.

"Forget it, one hundred gold coins, help me contact the wizard, and I will talk to him."

"Really?"

Jovan's eyes suddenly widened, and then he left quickly with joy and ran towards the gate of the Magic Academy.

It seems that these agents are also recognized by the Magic Academy.

Soon, Ryan saw a woman with fluffy hair, as if she had just woken up.

However, Ryan was more inclined to believe that this woman had not slept for many days, as her eyes, with dark circles under them, did not look very lively.

"Sister Yelena, this is Baron Ryan, a... powerful nobleman who has the blood of the Earl of Clayton family."

Jovan said the best things about Ryan as much as possible, although in his heart he didn't think Ryan could do anything in a place like the Frozen Territory.

(End of this chapter)