"Fortunately, I just cleared the forces of the team I established, and the funds accumulated are still there." Yiyeta was a little distracted during training, thinking of this. The family's support has become very little, and it is even about to be on par with the military school. The later it goes, the money needed to buy and connect with the things that will become very large. The deposits currently available in the Golden Bank are enough to prevent her from worrying about financial problems for a period of time.

There were many strange faces on the training ground, which was completely different from the students in the military school. Iyeta felt a little pressure from them. After the madness of returning to the empire after the previous ten days, a large number of people have now calmed down a lot.

Perhaps it was caused by the death of some people. The extreme area is now almost a garden built by four forces and the Imperial Army. Most of the people who can go there will be related to it.

After training, Yiyeta waited for the sweat on his body to be dried by the cold wind and walked towards the cafeteria.

On the way, she passed by the library and wanted to go in and take a look, but she found that she had no time to read books. She didn't know what to read now. The theory course books for the second school year will not be published until tomorrow. About tonight, the Military Academy will release a notice of the catalog and the place of collection.

"Miss Iyeta!" Walking a few steps from the front of the library, Iyeta was thinking about something in his head when he heard someone calling her behind him. Some strange voices were heard, but memory told her that she had indeed heard this voice, more than once, a dull and ordinary tone.

She turned her head and saw Cassia walking over with several books in her arms.

Yiyeta was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what happened in the high-end tavern. The outfit was seen by Cassia, who was acquaintance, and it was not what she wanted. She didn't know how to answer for a while. For her, perhaps meeting Cassia would be the best thing at the moment when she assassinated the target person in the tavern. Wuyala breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt a rare sense of relaxation. Yiyeta couldn't think of the reason, and there was no need to go deeper. She remembered the wound on her left shoulder and most of the biological toxins, which Cassia helped to deal with during her coma.

"Thank you a few days ago," said Yiyeta, without blinking her eyes. Her hair was tied into a bunch during training, which was not common for her.

"It's not a helping hand. When I went upstairs, the man was dead. I just moved the body." Cassia said calmly, "And I am also for myself. The movement is too big, and it will inevitably alarm some prey."

"I will give you the money." Yiyeta wanted to end this conversation that she didn't know how to continue as soon as possible. She believed that there was no common point or necessity between herself and Cassia to sit down and talk together. There was no strong connection between herself and the person in front of her.

"No, no, no." Casia quickly refused, just as she was about to wave her hand, Iyeta had turned around and strode forward without any intention of staying.

Looking at Iyeta's almost perfect figure, Cassia felt something else in it for a moment. It was like a year ago when she was holding her luggage on the retrain, step by step through long cars, and walking among a bunch of refugees to buy food. Being stared at as prey would never make people feel comfortable.

After coming out of the cafeteria and returning to her dormitory, Yiyeta closed the door, turned on the light, and sat in front of the table. The wall was cracked at this time, and after the "sizzling" sound, a piece of paper with warmth was spit out. She stood up and pulled it over, which was the catalog of theoretical books and the place to collect them.

Throwing it on the table, Yiyeta suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to ask Cassia's bank card number not long ago.

"Anyway, remember the specific dormitory location. After training, find time to go there." She murmured at the neat ink font on the paper.

As school started, Shake did not sleep well in the whole night. It was only ten days after arriving in Manoma, and his mood and spirit were extremely exhausted. The weather has not been good, and it is very different from Linhai. The temperature has dropped a lot. When he stayed in the hotel, Shake did not want to step out of the room.

Originally, I thought there was nothing left, but when I went out on the street and saw strange faces coming and going around me, Shake would always feel invisible fear coming to her. The shadow brought to her by the ritual driver at that time was attached to her body and had not left yet.

The afternoon before waiting for school to start, Shake mustered up the courage to borrow the communication machine in the hotel and contact the home. He thought that what he would be greeted would be a verbal and a forced to go home, but on the contrary, he got the understanding of the family. Shake finally found some temperature in his heart in the cold temperature of Manoma.

"If you go, stay there. Remember to come back often. If you encounter problems in your studies, you can contact me at any time. I have not achieved much in archaeology, but in terms of history, I can still be your teacher for a long time." Du Lisen's grandfather said with a pity. He originally wanted to keep Shake in Linhai. There are also high-quality schools there. He stayed in Manoma for a long time when he was young, and during his studies, and had an understanding of the environment there. His tone was full of worry, "If you have the opportunity, you can visit my old friend. A few years ago, he was still in the Imperial History School. He has not been in contact for a long time, and I don't know how it is now. Maybe he has been buried in the land and it may not be necessary. You can go and check it out. The contact information has disappeared for a long time. I will write to the school and may be in his hands. This will also help you."

"I know, Grandfather Dorisen." Shake felt that she was about to cry, half happy, half wronged, and couldn't tell her all. Suddenly she felt that she had done some mistakes in this matter, and staying in Linhai might be a good choice.

So from afternoon to evening, Shake's mood kept fluctuating. He couldn't sleep at night. He closed his eyes and rolled his mind in his head, like the black clouds in the sky.

The next morning, he was not awakened by the alarm clock. It was not until the afternoon that Shake carried his bulky luggage and did not dare to call a cart. He dragged his luggage through two long streets alone and walked to the gate of the Imperial History School.

The eyes were filled with all kinds of vehicles and pedestrians. Most of her peers were students who came to school. Shake was slightly breathing, and the melancholy in her heart was replaced by excitement. She was lined up behind the long line and when it was getting dark, Shake completed all the procedures. Then she dragged her luggage and found her single dormitory according to the road signs inside the school.

The password card and identity card were distributed during the procedures. Shake opened the door and a smell of soaking after being cleaned and soaked in disinfectant water.

A simple single room with a square desk in the middle. There are a stack of more than ten pages of admission notice documents on the table. Shake put down his luggage, picked it up and looked at it while opening the air circulation system of the room.

“Imperial History School freshman notice,,,,”
Chapter completed!