Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

As we get further away from the capital of the Olivia Empire, the strength of the kingdoms we pass through becomes lower, and the population also decreases. This is an inevitable trend.

After entering the capital of the Kingdom of Asrid, Ron has learned about the general situation of the place. It is a large city with a population of one million. It is supplied by several large surrounding territories. There is no shortage of supplies at all. The residents in the city live a happy life, and they are in harmony with the city. The scene Ron and the others saw when they arrived was in stark contrast.

It is obvious that this is a city built on millions of buried bones. Ron has no comment on this. There will be more and more similar scenes like this in the rest of the journey. This is their way of survival. This has always been the case.

As usual, Duke came to the local Adventurers Association to inquire about information. When he came back soon, he looked at Norma and said, "You are lucky. The recommendation letter from the Asrid Royal Family this year has not been sent yet. But you want It will probably be difficult to get this opportunity.”

Norma's goal is very clear, that is, to enter the Green Devil Tower to find a cure, but not everyone is qualified to enter. Fortunately, the Magic Tower recruits talented magicians every year. Although the recruitment date has passed, there is another way, and that is a letter of recommendation recognized by the Magic Tower.

Coincidentally, the Kingdom of Asrid, which has two legendary powerhouses, has been recognized by the Magic Tower, but there is only one recommendation per year. Whether the Magic Tower accepts them or not is another matter.

Norma said seriously: "No matter what the difficulty is, I will give it a try."

Duke nodded, and then informed the detailed information. The reason why the Asrid royal family has not used letters of recommendation is that there are no suitable royal members, either too young or not talented enough.

Secondly, and most importantly, the royal family is up for grabs.

Duke was able to find out this information so quickly because the royal family deliberately released it in order to attract others to trade at a high price.

Many people are staring at that letter of recommendation. Norma is just an ordinary adventurer, and wanting to get it is like a fantasy.

"How about it, do you still want to try?" Duke asked.

Norma hesitated for a moment, then nodded more firmly. Seeing this, Duke smiled and said, "Well, I'll give you another piece of information, maybe it will be helpful to you."

The others looked sideways, and Ron thought that this guy's ability to collect intelligence seemed to be extraordinary.

"Three days later, there will be a competition between the Royal Academy of Asrid and St. Teresa's Academy, which involves the exploration of a dungeon. Both parties attach great importance to it, and the king will also be present. According to untrue rumors, the student with the best performance will Will get a letter of recommendation from Green Devil Tower.”

Duke's words made them confused. Isn't this good news? He seemed to understand everyone's expressions. Duke smiled and said: "The situation is different this year. St. Teresa College seems to have a trump card. The strength of the two sides is no longer balanced. We can join Asrid Royal Academy.”

Kaili raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you have any idea?"

Duke spread his hands: "You need to talk about this. I can provide the address."

Including Ron, they are all geniuses of the same age, and they also have rich combat experience. They do not think that they are worse than the obedient students staying in the academy. The so-called 'killer' of St. Teresa Academy, the two of them, No, it should be said that none of the three of them took it seriously.

Maginot geared up and laughed: "Then what are you waiting for? Go find the people from Asrid Royal Academy!"

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Asrid Royal Academy.

Ron and his group entered the college in a relatively high-profile manner, and now they are staying in the dean's office. Behind the desk sits an old man with gray hair, who is the dean of this royal college.

"You were the one who injured the students of this college? And threatened to see me?" The old man's voice was not serious, but it made people feel depressed.

Swish, brush, brush!

Ron and others cast their eyes on Duke, and he said with a sneer: "Mr. Dean, we are having a friendly discussion, but what you said is serious."

The old man's gaze swept over Duke's expression, and he suppressed his smile. Then the old man's voice sounded again, "It is indeed rare for you to have such a talent. I also know that you have not tried your best, so I thought of entering the academy in this way." Come on, what do you want to do with me?"

This is something that anyone with a discerning eye can understand. Ron and others did not try to hide it and made their intentions clear to the old man.

"Ha ha."

The old man laughed twice and said, "Interesting. I admit your talents, but there are also talented students in this college. The so-called 'killer trump card' of St. Teresa College is just a bluffing trick played by uninformed people."

This was the answer as soon as it came out.

Kaili immediately stood up, bowed slightly and said, "In that case, forgive us for interrupting. If the student from your college needs compensation for something, he can come to us. We will stay in the royal capital in the near future. "

Others stood up and left one after another.

The old man watched the few people disappear at the door, smiled, shook his head, and said softly: "Young people today are impetuous in everything they do, and they can't calm down at all."

Originally, he was thinking of going out to meet up with old friends later and enjoy a leisurely afternoon. A college teacher came in a hurry and said, "Dean, I heard that the trump card of St. Teresa College is a third-level swordsman." scholar!"

The old man was stunned.

Three days later.

Ron and others, who had changed their identities as students of the Royal Academy of Asrid, appeared on the playing field. They were wearing luxurious Royal Academy clothes. No one would think that they were adventurers.

Ron just learned that the graduation standards of colleges in different countries are different. There are many students in their twenties at Royal Asrid College, and the same is true for St. Teresa College.

This situation is nothing more than the fact that the college has rich teaching resources and students are unwilling to leave. It is also the result of the exchange of interests between various forces.

On the day of the game, people from all the major forces that were friendly with the royal family came to watch the game. They sat in the spectator seats and chatted with each other, talking about the content of the game or the outstanding students.

The most eye-catching thing is the young man holding a sword in the contest area of ​​St. Teresa College. The news has spread that that young man is the secret weapon of St. Teresa College, a powerful third-level swordsman.

In the player area of ​​Asrid Royal Academy, Kaili was staring over there with burning eyes. The young man seemed to feel something. He turned around and noticed Kaili's gaze. There was an inexplicable light in his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

"How's it going? The opponent is at level three, can you beat him?" Duke chuckled and said provocatively.

"I haven't fought yet, who knows?"

Kaili said calmly that although the opponent was one level higher than him, he was not afraid at all and even started to get excited.

There are two ways to compete, one is a team battle, and the other is an individual battle. Kaili has every chance to face off against the opponent's third-level swordsman in an individual battle.

Soon, the two sides greeted each other and the competition was about to begin. Ron was in a strange mood at the moment. This was a novel experience for him.

The game has not yet started. During the meeting ceremony, both sides burst into fierce fighting spirit. Next came the host's speech, which was a relatively boring process. Ron looked towards the spectator seats and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed to see Anthony's figure. He Isn't King Asrid next to this guy?

That's it, can't concentrate.