Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

This is the proof of an adventurer.

Ron felt the cold feeling in his hand. It was said to be a card, but in fact it was a very thin crystal.

The words 'Nicholas Zhao Si' were written on it, and the adventure level - F level was also noted on the side.

There are also a few lines of small print below, indicating the number of completed tasks at each level.

From today on, he can be considered an adventurer. His childhood wish is half fulfilled. Ron took out 10 silver coins and handed them to the girl.

"Your information is burned into the adventure certificate, and it will only be displayed if you touch it." The girl accepted the silver coin and explained.

Not surprisingly, this adventure certificate is also a type of magic prop. Ron checked the attributes of the item card. It was of white quality, and there was only one [Record] entry.

Then the girl explained to Ron the precautions for adventure levels and commissioned tasks, which was more detailed than what the rabbi said.

"Your strength has not yet reached the first level. When accepting entrusted tasks, I suggest that you accept some simple tasks of finding herbal medicines." The girl finally reminded.

Ron glanced at her in surprise, raised the card in his hand and asked, "My strength level is not written on it, how did you know it?"

The girl smiled and replied: "Our association staff have a special way to see it. Don't worry, we have signed a contract with the association and will not disclose any information about you to the outside world."

The remaining doubts in Ron's heart were cleared. He nodded and said to the five knights of Sig: "What about you? Do you want to apply for a certificate?"

The lords have all registered as adventurers. How dare they refuse? They all came forward to find girls to register.

Then a strange phenomenon occurred.

When Anthony filled in his name, he wrote 'Nicholas Zhao Wu'. Ron slapped him on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Change your name."

"Yes Yes."

Anthony frowned and thought about his new name. Sig and others followed suit, and then all kinds of strange names appeared.

Watching this scene, Ron was speechless. The reason why he did that was just to know whether filling in a false name when registering would be disallowed, and whether there was any way to identify the Adventurer Association's magic items.

In the end I didn't think it was possible.

Thomas took out his adventurer's certificate from his pocket. It had his real name on it. He suddenly felt that he was incompatible with them.

Soon, all the knights were registered and unified into an F-class adventurer. Of course, Ron paid the fee and lost 50 silver coins.

Ron did not choose to stay long and left the Adventurers Association after registering.

In the next afternoon, Rabbi took Ron and his party around the city, and returned to the hotel near dusk.

I happened to meet Jeff whom I had met yesterday. He was lying on the counter crying for some unknown reason. Reagan had a look of disgust on his face, but did not say anything to drive him away.

Hearing the movement of the visitor, Jeff's crying gradually stopped, and then he went upstairs silently.

Ron didn't ask any more questions, smiled kindly at Reagan, and went upstairs to rest.

Night, knights' room.

"What names did you name when you registered?" Marvin asked curiously.

"Karma Kaha," Harvey replied.

Everyone looked at him, and Harvey remained calm and asked, "Where's yours?"

The others all said their own adventurer names, as strange as they wanted, until Anthony said, "Harvey."

Harvey was puzzled: "What did you ask me to do?"

"I'm not calling you, my registered name is 'Harvey'." Anthony explained.

Harvey's eyes widened when he heard this, and he cursed: "You are sick!"

"At that time, I originally wanted to follow the example of the lord and get a Nicholas Zhao Wu, but I was not allowed. When I was anxious, I saw you..."

It was okay not to listen, but after hearing Anthony's explanation, Harvey regretted having looked at him at that time.

Anthony looked at Thomas, his eyes lit up and he said, "By the way, Mr. Thomas, where is your adventurer name? It can't be your real name, right?"

Thomas said coldly: "Get out."

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Early the next morning, Michelle was waiting on the first floor of the hotel wearing college clothes.

Upstairs, Ron is arranging tasks for Veronica and others.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter the Noble Academy. Ron has a letter of recommendation and can temporarily go in to do things, but others cannot follow.

"Harvey, Anthony. You two went to buy the forging tools that Master Hadyi needs. You have been shopping for two days. You should know the place."

"Yes, Lord, don't worry." The two men respectfully obeyed.

As the chief blacksmith of Arnold Territory, Master Hadey possesses the blue quality entry. Ron has not forgotten his business.

I went shopping with Rabbi in the past two days and found out where the best forging tools are.

He then ordered: "Marvin, Malcolm. You two go to the market and buy some seeds of all kinds."

"Thomas, you are responsible for protecting Veronica and allowing her to paint with peace of mind."

After Ron said to Thomas, he turned to look at Veronica, "Remember what I said?"

Veronica looked serious and nodded: "Remember. You said you would draw all kinds of buildings, costumes, criss-crossing roads in the capital, and everything that is not in the territory."

"Well, I remember it very clearly. There is no need to color it, as long as it can be seen." Ron reminded.

In the end, the only people left without arrangements were Sig and Joseph, who was driving. Ron looked at the two of them.

Sig looked forward to it. Everyone else had important tasks. As the only second-level knight beside the lord, his task must be even more important.

Ron mused: "Sig, there is a very important task for you, but I'm worried about you."

"Lord, please leave it to me!" Sig looked sincere.

Ron sighed, "Well, since you say so. Then I'll leave the task of choosing a gift for Melitoa to you."

"ah?!"

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"Michelle, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." Ron came down from upstairs and apologized to Michelle who had been waiting for a long time.

"I just arrived too."

Michelle didn't seem to care and said, "Let's go, the carriage is outside, come into the academy with me."

"Well, let's go."

The two of them got into the carriage together and drove towards the direction of the Royal Noble Academy.

Along the way, Ron and Michelle chatted about magicians and interesting things that happened in the academy.

Ron happened to know a little about magicians and listened with interest.

When the carriage was approaching the college, a carriage suddenly came quickly from behind. The sound of rapid horse hooves clearly reached the ears of the two people in the carriage. Michelle frowned and ordered the coachman to slow down and let the carriage behind him go in first.

Ron was surprised to see his expression. He opened the car curtain and saw a very luxurious carriage passing by, entering the academy and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"That is the emblem of Count Eugene's family, and sitting inside is Count Eugene's daughter--Julie Eugene."

Michelle explained.

It seemed that Michelle didn't want to say more, so Ron nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The person who can make Michelle reluctant to say anything seems to be a bad character of the earl's daughter.

After reading the letter to the guard, the carriage entered the academy and stopped at a place. After the two got out of the car, Michelle smiled and said: "Ron, welcome to the Royal Noble Academy, let me introduce it to you."

As Ron walked, he listened to Michelle introduce the history of the college and some landmark buildings.

At this time, the college was still in class, and Ron and the others didn't meet any students.

"The academy is mainly divided into magic and martial arts subjects. In addition, there are some minor subjects, which are divided into these two major subjects. I will tell you in detail after you have finished the test."

While talking, Michelle took Ron to the door of a rather special building. Seeing his pretentiousness, Ron asked, "Why don't you go in together?"

Michelle shook her head, "I'll wait for you outside."

Ron raised his eyebrows, opened the door and walked in with the recommendation letter from Viscount Gordon in his hand. The moment he closed the door, the scenery in front of him changed, as if he was in a dream. A graceful and luxurious woman appeared in front of him. She was sitting on a hand-carved wooden chair, staring at Ron's hair with a pair of shimmering eyes.

The woman said, "Are you from the Arnold family?"

Ron narrowed his eyes when he heard this.