I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 157 Mage Academy
The next day, early in the morning.

"Is it wrong to tell the truth these days?"

That violent woman is truly unreasonable.

Ron gritted his teeth, clutching his buttocks as he climbed out of bed. His handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and he could still faintly feel the pain.

Last night, his buttocks suffered a torrent of abuse from the student council president, like a rain of flowers falling from the sky.

In short, he was pinned to the ground and given a sound beating by Olivia.
In the end, if the violent woman hadn't had some conscience and arranged a carriage for him to go home, he probably would have had to stay overnight in the chairman's office again.

goo goo-

Sunlight streamed through the gleaming glass windows, illuminating Ron's profile.

His gaze swept across the room and he spotted a pure white magical owl, carrying a letter in its beak, staring at him with its two round eyes, as if it were saying something.
Hurry up, I'm getting impatient!

Ron rubbed his deep blue eyes and strode to the window.

He first stroked the owl twice, then took the letter and examined it carefully.

The letter was sent by the student council president, and it basically said:
I was so busy beating you last night that I forgot to mention some work-related matters. She'll arrange for someone to look after the Wilson family to avoid causing any further trouble for the court.

As for the Vatican's statement about the "Eternal Day" festival a month later, it should be completely ignored and treated as if it never happened.

As for potential corruption within the Stardust Society, Olivia firmly stated that she would leave it to Ron to handle.
There will be a reward if you do it well, but if you don't, Ron will definitely give him a good kick when he gets back.

His gaze swept over the end of the first page of the letter, and the blond boy folded it over.

The second page of the letter contains only a few lines, but it reveals a lot of information.

Royal sources say that Catherine Hainlet will hold her coronation ceremony in a week, during which she will tour the entire capital.

Olivia made it clear that the temple must not be lost and that the succession ceremony must be carried out smoothly, eliminating all potential dangers.

Therefore, the Stardust Society will conduct a thorough investigation of the entire capital, and Ron, as a Level 1 Investigator, has an inescapable responsibility.

'Hmm, it seems inheriting the temple won't be so easy after all.'

Ron muttered to himself, feeling a little worried for the princess.

In his eyes, the idea that one must hold a ceremony to ascend the throne was no different from setting a flag.

Golden magic surged to his fingertips, and the thin letter spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into ashes that scattered in pieces.

At this moment, Ron looked at the pure white owl beside him and asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

The magic owl, however, remained calm, hooting as it used its magic to draw words above its head.

Cluck cluck cluck—(You have to pay to touch it, one silver eagle per touch.)
!!!

What the heck? How can it be so expensive!
No, why would I have to pay to touch you? Does Stardust Club offer this kind of extra service?
Ron paused for a moment, then frowned and pondered:
“Money is not a problem, but if you land on my windowsill, it will cost three silver eagles.”

cuckoo-

The magic owl hooted twice, seemingly in amazement at the exorbitant price.

It spun its head 360 degrees, finally pulled a silver eagle from its feathers and tossed it to Ron, then obediently flew away.

It's clear that it's really good at math, but unfortunately its intelligence is a bit lacking.

Today is such a lucky day!
Ron thought to himself, feeling completely oblivious to the fact that he was bullying the small animal.

He yawned, dispelling the lingering drowsiness in his mind. He took a shower, ate breakfast, changed his clothes, and pushed open the apartment door.

The sunlight shone directly on the boy's golden hair, causing Wilson, who had been waiting at the apartment door, to snort.

"Show off."

He had to admit that Ron was the most handsome man he had ever seen; some girls weren't even as good-looking as him.

But that still can't hide the despicable nature of this guy in front of me!

Good morning, Wilson. How did you sleep last night?

Ron glanced at Wilson's backside, which had been thoroughly beaten by his father, and felt a strange sense of sympathy for him.

"What else could it be? He slept very well, but the old man's strength isn't what it used to be."

“I used to be in pain all night, but now I feel nothing at all after a few hours.”

"Seriously, with this physique, why did you want to become a mage?" Ron thought to himself, then gestured for a carriage.

"Inner city, College Road, Glenhill Tower."

Glenhill Tower refers to Glenhill Magic Academy.

However, the latter name is too long and vulgar; arrogant mages would refer to the academy as something like "Tower of something".

This is a historical account of ancient great mages who taught their apprentices from within their own magic towers.

“Ron, let me be clear from the start, I can’t guarantee that the important person will actually see you.”

Once aboard the carriage, Wilson spoke first, his tone serious.

Upon hearing this, Ron felt an urge to hold his forehead.

With an IQ like that, what are you even learning magic for?!

“If he doesn’t see me, I’ll go and complain to Mr. Victor that you’re rebelling against the Heavenly Gang and trying to beat up your godfather.”

hateful!

"Don't go too far!"

Wilson's face twitched violently as he turned his head away from looking at Ron, whom he had always treated badly since childhood.

The car wheels sped along the stone road, and in just half an hour, the architectural style outside the window had changed dramatically.

Towering structures stood tall, arranged in a staggered pattern at the farthest point in sight, while the somewhat bumpy carriage gradually became stable.

Ron looked at both sides of the road and found that the stone road had not only been widened by nearly a hundred meters, but the stone slabs also looked as if they had been newly installed.

Meanwhile, one after another, carriages, some luxurious and some simple, appeared ahead, and students wearing academy cloaks walked in groups on the sidewalks on both sides.

Glenhill Magic Academy is affiliated with the Stardust Society. Its admission standards are extremely stringent, making it a top-tier institution that supplies the Stardust Society with many outstanding talents every year.

The tuition fees were staggering; even someone like Wilson, whose family owned a shop, could only afford to support him.

As the carriage arrived at the imposing academy gates, Wilson couldn't contain himself and boasted to Ron:
"Hmph, dumbfounded now? This is Glenhill Tower, the holy land of mages that everyone yearns for!"

"It is said that sometimes 'legendary' experts come here to give lectures, and Lady Olivia is said to have come here as well."

“Someone like you, who can only work in the police department, a mage who graduated from a small academy, has no chance to meet such important people.”

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You'd better show some respect to your godfather!
Upon hearing this, Ron fell silent once again.

First, he didn't think that violent woman would have time to come here and give a lecture, even if she had to throw down her bottle.

Secondly, he felt that Wilson was acting like an idiot, standing in front of the bustling college gate and saying all this so loudly.

The blond boy subtly moved his feet, trying to get away from this foolish guy.

But just then, he suddenly saw a familiar white-haired figure.

She was a young girl with a long sword at her waist, her long white hair flowing in the wind, similar to the guild leader's hairstyle.

She was the first customer to buy the legendary set, and even boasted that she would put Olivia's underwear on her head.

"is her!"

Following Ron's gaze, Wilson exclaimed in surprise.

"She is the youngest daughter of the Grand Councilor, Erin Kelly, and was voted the Academy's Coldest Girl of the Year."

"She is said to be the student with the best academic performance in the grade, but unfortunately she has never passed the Stardust Society's selection."

After saying that, he looked at Ron and said mockingly:

"Don't even think about it, kid. Many noble sons have pursued her but all ended up failing miserably. Although you are good-looking, those losers are no less attractive."

At this point, Wilson's breathing suddenly quickened, and he stammered incoherently:

"Holy crap, she's looking over here! She's looking at me! She's looking at me!"

"She's coming this way!"

(End of this chapter)