PS: The ticket has bounced, sorry, I will make it up in the evening. It's finally time for the war!

Wigs, lean-trimmed clothes, powdered faces, perfumes, and high heels – these were the most formal outfits of the male aristocracy. Because of the previous exploits of repelling the assassins and protecting the princess. By the way, he sold Li Lin a small favor. Roland was specially given the gift of aristocratic treatment, and surrounded by jealous, envious and hateful eyes, Roland did not feel good.

The wig was heavy and hot, and the gold dust was stuck to the face with the latest model of cologne, and the rough stinging sensation was almost like walking through a jungle of thorns. Custom-made dresses fit perfectly, and the outrageous weight of the expensive decorations weighs down on the body. The most terrible thing is the feet, the weight and the weight of the whole line are pressed down, and the soles of the feet with high heels endure the torture of breaking off.

It was a terrible feeling to be an aristocracy - this was the conclusion that Roland had reached after standing on the playground for 1 hour and 45 minutes. In contrast, it is more comfortable to stand in a fully armed military posture than this.

Enduring all kinds of physical discomfort, Roland sighed inaudibly.

"What's going on, this deserted opening ceremony......"

In addition to the students on the playground, there were about 2 or 30 parents who came to the scene, and they were all piled up on the lawn talking and laughing, and there were really few eyes on the playground.

Now is a solemn moment and place, even if it is not as neat as standing in a military posture, at least we should pay attention to the occasion and reduce gossip.

But no one pays attention to this basic etiquette, and is as casual as they are in their own home.

It is completely impossible to connect this attention with the opening ceremony of the kingdom's highest magical school. This school is the leader of the higher magic schools among the human countries, and it should be an important ceremony to fully demonstrate the accumulation and inheritance of history, but now it is the same.

Loose and dreary - a kind of lifelessness similar to the heat of summer.

The opening ceremony of the junior military academy was much more lively than this, not to mention the parents of the new students, and the citizens who did not have a job at hand also rushed over to watch with the old and the young. The band and salute were busy all day, and when the red uniforms of the elite were marching past the reviewing stand, the whole of Alfheim went crazy.

Recalling the days when he graduated as an elite in red in the past, and then looking at the opening ceremony in front of him like the garden party, the gap made Roland almost complain.

After a closer look at the surroundings again, the delicate scenery of the flowerbeds stopped at the iron fence. A few figures hurried outside. It seems that the fried noodles disappeared immediately after looking at them.

I see.

Raising his brow slightly, Roland seemed to understand why this was the case.

Ethos issues.

The opening ceremony of the military academy in Alfheim is an open national event that can be attended by anyone, regardless of position or status.

The National Academy of Magic is entirely in the spirit of the old aristocracy. Fences and walls are used to close the perimeter. Isolate yourself from civilians. When the aristocrats got tired of the opening ceremony and lost their main visitors, it naturally became deserted.

"Is there a difference between open plebeian and aristocratic elitism......

He muttered under his mouth. Toward the end of Principal Viognier's speech on the podium, Roland adjusted his posture as a model student, straightened up and prepared to applaud.

Admittedly, as a veteran magician and educator, Count Viognier's speech was brilliant. Quoting scriptures and classics, being reasonable and interesting, can grasp the key points. But the freshmen listened to almost nothing.

Most of these students do not have the goal of studying magic as their life goal, and most of them and their parents are concerned about how to expand their network in the royal capital and how to plan for a better future for themselves and their families. So they didn't care what the headmaster said, they just pondered their personal affairs while waiting for the second prince, who had recently become a popular figure, to give a speech. From the uncertain future of what could be another army, take a look at the prince's cousin, and decide if it's time to consider taking sides. There are also people who want to get in touch with the president of V.E. to see if they can get a preferential loan, so as to turn around the economic situation that has not been good recently.

In the midst of all the constant fermentation of anticipation, Count Viognier concluded his speech. After sending off the old headmaster with a sparse applause, the second prince Bernard stepped onto the podium with a well-designed smile and a small note. Li Lin, who was a guest, sat on the other side, waiting for the performance to start, and on the royal seat on the other side, Minerva and a somewhat weak teenager were sitting.

Prince Bernard's fist shook slightly, and the sweat in his palms wet the small note, and then it was crumpled into a ball by the high exertion.

Removed the sunny smiling face that originally resembled a star, without revealing a trace of emotion, and the metal mask-like face stared downward.

"I believe you all already know that something unpleasant happened in the royal capital some time ago. ”

The originally warm air stiffened suddenly, no one expected that on this occasion, the prince would talk about this, Minerva and the weak boy looked at Bernard's high-spirited back in amazement.

"300 brave Charlemagne warriors suffered a despicable attack and finally died with hatred! This is an unprecedented tragedy, and it is even more a great shame! All of you here, the families of the warriors, and thousands of citizens must be curious to know who and for what purpose launched the dishonorable sneak attack! Now the answer has come out, Castilian magic equipment was found at the scene, it was the despicable Castilian people who attacked us!!"

The stunned people were out of their stunned state, and in a breathless concentration of anger brewing, Bernard shook his fist.

"Recall that since the founding of our country, whenever we have been about to retake Brittany from the obscene Albion, there has always been a thief named Castile, who has stabbed us in the back! And now, when we have gathered some strength and are ready to rise in a peaceful way and solve the problems of the past once and for all, Castile has once again stabbed us in the back!!!

The crowd began to stir, and the strong sense of honor and awakened patriotism of the nobles mixed together, radiating heat from hundreds of people. Except for a few, the people looked at the prince with sincerity and listened to more enthusiastic speeches.

"We will not let the blood of 300 warriors be shed in vain, and despite a sneak attack, our strong motherland is far from falling! On the contrary, we are stronger! We will concentrate our anger and return the favor to the villains who dare not fight head-on, and collect the blood debt for the warriors who died in the sneak attack. To accomplish this glorious mission, reclaim the glory of the crown once again. We need real strength! Therefore, a new army, the Titans, is about to be formed! Brave young people, turn your grief into strength! Rejoice in the birth of the giants who founded order today!!"

"Hooray!"

"Long live the Motherland!!"

"Long Live Titans!!"

The young men, overwhelmed by the rush of blood, who had no idea what Titans was, cheered. This group of rebellious children raised their hands and shouted wildly, no one knew that in the future, this military organization with the name of giants would bring fierce suppression and killing.

(If you can shout half-planted, it will be perfect.) ）

Li Lin, who was the only one who knew about it, bent his lips, and the canine teeth sticking to the saliva refracted a bloodthirsty light from the smile that seemed to be moved. (To be continued......)