When I walked out of the room, the sun was shining brightly outside, and everything looked fine.

It's pretty good weather.

Yadimu was bathed in the sunshine, looking at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

He had seen the scene in front of him almost every day and had long been accustomed to it, so he didn't think it was anything.

But now that I saw it again, I felt like I was in another world.

After standing there and watching for a moment, he turned around and left, walking to the restaurant nearby.

There is no canteen in the Hod Royal Academy, but there are various restaurants and vendors, which were organized by nearby businessmen.

But even if they are the same places to eat, they are still clearly differentiated.

Those who are gorgeously dressed and carry weapons are often the heirs of nobles, and they will choose to enter and dine in a few taverns.

As for roadside vendors, this is a place only commoners patronize.

The two are clearly distinct, like an invisible rule that is rarely exceeded.

Although the Kingdom of Hod has undergone changes and nominally calls for equality for everyone, the traditional rules still leave an imprint on many people's hearts.

Even the Hod Royal Academy, which is known as the most enlightened, is not immune to being affected everywhere.

Yadimu stopped and watched for a while, then stepped forward and asked for some bread from a small merchant.

The bread was freshly baked, and it still had a fragrant aroma. It seemed to be a little different from the bread that Yadimu had in his previous life.

The salesman looked at Yadimu and seemed a little surprised when he saw the long sword on his waist, but he quickly lowered his head and took out the things.

There were two loaves in total, which cost Yadimu four coppers.

"Thanks."

After taking the bread, Yadimu turned and left.

In a flat area of ​​the college, he found a place to sit down and ate there.

The freshly baked bread tastes quite good, with a subtle fragrance.

"It seems to be no different from what you find in aristocratic restaurants..."

Yadimu swallowed one mouthful at a time, and this thought flashed through his mind.

In the past, because of his status, Yadimu would always choose to go to places like aristocratic restaurants for meals, no matter how difficult his financial situation was.

Like other students who were born into noble families, he believed that only in this way could he be worthy of his noble status.

It is a shame in the eyes of the nobles to enter a restaurant where common people dine and sit down to dine with common people.

But looking at it now, the things in this noble restaurant don't seem to be any different from the things outside.

Well, actually there is a difference.

Not only is it more expensive, but it is also inferior in some aspects.

If the ordinary bread that Yadimu mentioned was placed in a noble restaurant, it would cost at least five coppers, and it would basically only be cold and hard. In fact, it is far less delicious than freshly baked bread.

But even so, there are still a large number of people choosing so-called aristocratic restaurants.

Is it because you can’t let go of your identity?

Yadimu thought in his mind, feeling a little unsure.

Maybe it’s because of the circle?

Just like Artimu in the past, if he, as the son of a knight, was caught dining with commoners, he would most likely be discriminated against and ostracized by the people around him with the same background.

Maybe it's because of this reason that it becomes like this.

In order to integrate into the circle of aristocrats as much as possible, I would rather pay a higher premium to choose something that is actually not that good.

And in the process, you may really be brainwashed by some unreasonable words and believe that this is the truth.

For example, if common people are humble and nobles are noble, it doesn't make sense. When people around you say that, you might actually believe it.

Yadimu couldn't help but feel a touch of joy in his heart.

He was happy that he understood more things.

The truth behind this simple question was unknown to Yadimu in the past.

He just passively followed the people around him, acted according to instinct, and just went with the flow.

But now, after having the memory of his previous life, he suddenly understood.

Maybe this is not something worth remembering, but for Yadimu, it is still worth being happy.

But maybe others don't want to see him so happy. At this time, someone will always come to disturb and choose to interfere with other people's good mood.

"Isn't this Yadimu?"

Some surprising sounds sounded not far away.

Looking up, a young man wearing a red robe was standing there.

The young man looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. He is wearing a bright red robe and has fair skin. The long sword on his waist vividly illustrates his noble status.

In the Kingdom of Hod, although official laws have lifted various restrictions on civilians, various unspoken rules still exist. Only descendants of nobles are qualified to wear weapons.

Even in a place like Hod Royal Academy, those who can wear weapons must be descendants of nobles.

"Heru, long time no see."

Looking at the young man's appearance, Yadimu was a little surprised, but he still greeted him politely.

"what are you doing here?"

Helu looked at Yatimu's appearance and asked doubtfully.

"As you can see, I'm eating."

Yadimu smiled: "The scenery here is nice, I think it's suitable for resting."

"Since you want to have a meal, why not go to the restaurant?"

Helu was a little confused.

"In fact, my wallet is empty now and I'm afraid I can't afford the restaurant expenses."

Yadimu said calmly.

In fact, he had the money he just borrowed from Reagan, so he could afford it if he really wanted to dine at an aristocratic restaurant.

It's just that for Yadimu now, he doesn't think there is any need to spend that wasted money to deliberately go to that kind of place.

That's purely an IQ tax.

Helu subconsciously showed an expression of contempt on his face, but then quickly disappeared.

It was a very embarrassing scene for a nobleman to reveal his poor financial situation, which would be laughed at by many people.

However, recalling Yatimu's previous rumors, Helu became clear again.

"That's a really sad thing."

He pretended to sigh and said with emotion: "I hope your embarrassment will pass soon."

"Yes."

Yadimu saw the flash of contempt on Helu's face, but didn't care. He just smiled and said, "Actually, I think it's not bad now."

"That would be perfect."

Helu nodded, then found a reason and left quickly.

Looking at this appearance, it seems that he is afraid that Yadimu will ask him to borrow money?

According to common understanding, this is indeed very possible.

People from aristocratic families rarely reveal their financial difficulties, but once they are exposed, they may be ready to borrow money from you.

But in this case, Helu’s reaction seems to be excusable?

But Yadimu promised that he really had no such intention.

But looking at Helu's almost running away appearance, he probably understood what was going on and didn't say much.

Two or three sips finished the bread in front of him, Asia Di Mu was trying to return to his room.

"Well?"

As soon as I got up, Yadu found abnormalities.

He found that there seemed to be an inexplicable scenery in front of him.

A purple flashed passing by, passing by in front of me, and finally turning into a miniature hourglass in front of it.

The hourglass looks exquisite, and a grain of purple sand is flying in it, and gradually falls.

"What is this?"

Looking at the golden hourglass in front of him, Yadu was a little surprised.
To be continued...