take the lamb to school

In a blink of an eye, the day of school started.

In the morning, Yi Ling took the suitcase and bid farewell to Mr. Lawson and Miss Lawson at the gate of the Silver Star Hotel.

"Please visit us when you are free. We will live here temporarily," Mu Lin looked at Yi Ling reluctantly. "If you have any difficulties, please don't hesitate. My father and I are very willing to help you."

"I will, Mu Lin," Yi Ling said sincerely, "We are already good friends, aren't we?"

Listen to his name!

The change from "Miss Lawson" to "Maureen" shows that they are indeed good friends.

These two days, Yi Ling didn't just stay in the hotel wasting time, he inquired about some things about the Red Thorn Academy.

For example, Redwhistle Academy exempts tuition fees for non-noble students.

For another example, Red Thorn College provides accommodation.And it's very cheap, only three gold coins for a school year.

Then, the total of the three school years is only nine gold coins.

Now he wasn't worried at all.

He is a little "rich man" with a full 25 gold coins.

"Well, get in," said Mr. Lawson.

The coachman brought up a carriage, which Mr. Lawson had bought privately.Originally, he wanted to send Yi Ling there himself, but Yi Ling refused. Yi Ling was really embarrassed to bother him so much.

"Good-bye, Mr. Lawson."

"Goodbye, Maureen!"

Yi Ling sat in the carriage and waved to the father and daughter, with tears welling up in her eyes.

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The carriage walked unhurriedly for more than an hour, and finally arrived at the main entrance of the Red Thorn Academy.

In front of the main entrance is a wide square, a huge flower-shaped sculpture stands in the center of the square, surrounded by small fountains and fresh flowers.

A trickle of water infiltrates the petals, and steaming mist rises under the sun, just like a fairyland.

The square is full of all kinds of carriages, most of which are very gorgeous.The car Yi Ling was sitting in was the most common one.

"It's so beautiful." Yi Ling looked at everything in front of her and exclaimed.

He opened the car door and said to the coachman, "Thank you for your hard work. Please report to Mr. Lawson for me when you go back. Goodbye."

Then he jumped out of the carriage with his hands on his hands, picked up his luggage and ran happily towards the main entrance.

Two tables were neatly arranged at the entrance, and two middle-aged men with beards were sitting behind them.

They wore red robes with beautiful patterns, and their eyebrows were kind and solemn.

Yi Ling took a look at his clothes and carefully smoothed out the folds of the hem. These were the new clothes that Mr. Lawson specially asked a tailor to remake for him on the spot yesterday.

Mensalu, who pride themselves on being respectable, usually wear long robes with a stand-up collar, breeches, and boots, especially on tall and slender people.

Although Yi Ling was not very tall, he was well-proportioned and had a vibrant sense of beauty. He looked decent after wearing it, no worse than the noble boys present.

There were not many people in line, so he randomly picked a team and stood there.

The boy in front looked back at Yi Ling if he felt something.

He looked arrogant: "May I ask your family's name?"

Ealing didn't know why he asked the question, but answered him anyway.

"I don't have a last name, you can call me Yiling."

"No surname?" The boy turned his nose to the sky and let out a disdainful bark. "That's a commoner among the commoners."

"Red Thorn Academy allows common people to learn divine arts. This is a big mistake."

"I'm ashamed to be in the company of lowly people like you."

This was the first time that Yi Ling had received such undisguised insults and malice, and the other party was a boy who looked about his age.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes glowed with anger, and he almost forgot Uncle Mike's teaching of being kind to others.

Gritting his teeth, he silently told himself: Today is the first day of school, and I have to make a good impression on the teachers.

"May I ask your family's name?" Yi Ling asked rhetorically.

Complacent on the other side: "Lambert Monroe."

The Monroe family can be regarded as a big local aristocrat. After they moved to Minsaru with the Nesse royal family, they have rooted here for generations.

The most authoritative head of the family is Lambert's father, the Duke of Truman, the Deputy of the Council.

Of course, Yi Ling didn't know how powerful the Monroe family was. He just felt uncomfortable because he felt the boy's strength.

"Mr. Monroe, if you have any objection to this regulation of the college, you can definitely raise it with the teachers in the college." Yi Ling raised her chin, her beautiful face was smeared with frost like never in a thousand years, and her amber eyes The brilliance was shining, and against his clean white robe with a stand-up collar, people could see a bit of holiness from him.

Lambert's face gradually sank.

He became more and more calm, with sarcasm in his eyes, and said: "You are ashamed to be with me, and so am I."

Then he turned and walked to the back of another line.

Lambert was deeply offended, and he glared at Yi Ling: "I hope you don't regret what you said today!"

"I will never regret it," Yi Ling said.

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In the past two days, my tenth-level aunt was in pain, and I was paralyzed on the bed.I have written so much for the time being, I may write more in the next chapter if it doesn't hurt.Let's do this first, I love you~