Although Joshua didn't like to play with scheming, his emotional intelligence was not low. The warrior knew clearly that the old wizard would invite him to the imperial capital together. Except for part of him who really wanted to do a favor, the other part was to put their mark on himself.

The current political situation in the empire is not very complicated. Generally speaking, it is the camps of the central royal family, local nobles, churches and merchants. Among them, the royal family has to steadily surpass other forces because of the legendary strength of His Majesty the Empire Emperor. However, even so, there are many small hills in each camp, and some of them will even join forces with other camps to deal with their own people for their own interests.

And this kind of thing is not uncommon.

Nostradamus was the teacher of His Majesty when he was young. He himself had been a disciple of the backbone royal sect. He was one of the leaders of the royal sect who was so hard-core that he could not be more hard-core. The Radcliffe family was also considered one of the royal sects in the imperial capital four hundred years ago. The territory in the north was also directly granted by the emperor. Logically speaking, it should be the faction that supports the central government now.

However, since the portal was unable to be established for four hundred years to communicate smoothly with the outside world, the entire Moldavian leader gradually leaned towards the local aristocratic camp. In fact, before Joshua succeeded to the throne, the Radcliff family was the local emperor of Moldavian. Although the rule was not cruel, it was indeed a perfect example of the lord's words being better than imperial laws.

It was not a big deal that Joshua and Nostradamus went to the imperial capital together, but it was equivalent to sending a signal that the Radcliffe family returned to the royal family.

Joshua actually didn't mind this, but he knew the future development. The warriors knew that the royal family of the Northern Empire would be involved in a lot of trouble and did not have much energy to support him. Instead of appearing in the public's vision so high-profile, it is better to be low-key and make a fortune in silence. This is the best thing to do.

After all, it is really annoying to engage in political struggles. Compared to this, it is even more interesting to be able to wander around in the territory.

After finishing the call with Nostradamus, Joshua thought for a while, and during the round trip in the study, he almost confirmed his future itinerary.

Since he didn't plan to teleport to the imperial capital with the old master, he might as well walk over and treat it as a tourist. He could also rest and see the customs and customs. Qiao Xiuya has not yet observed the humanities of this world seriously. The cities in the north seem a bit monotonous and undying due to the long winter. He occasionally wants to see the appearance of other places.

"Rin, come here."

After making a decision, he stopped, turned his head with a serious face, and said to Rin, who was lying on the table and seemed to be doing nothing, "I have a task to give you."

"Yes! Master!"

The Lord's idea was naturally to be fulfilled. After Joshua issued the order, the Lord's Mansion began to prepare the materials needed for travel. As the steward with real power, Rin was naturally busy and busy, and Ying was not much better. From time to time, she was pulled to work by her brother. Even though the sun had set, the Lord's Mansion was still busy.

And Joshua was not idle either. After finishing the order, he went to Winter Fortress in the Snow Mountain of Nissie through the teleportation array to prepare to inspect the academy.

It is already evening now. When teleporting to the academy, you can see countless stars twinkling between the night sky, shining on the moon, pushing the academy in the middle of the mountain to a layer of snow-like silver light.

Compared to a month ago, the Academy has changed a lot. Every time Joshua comes here, he feels changing with each passing day.

Nostradamus seemed to have really poured all his efforts here. In the middle of the mountain, except Winter Castle, there was only an unfinished rune factory surrounded by cedar forests. However, now, there is no hard cedar tree within hundreds of meters next to the academy. The rugged ground is also shaped by magic and is no longer as complex and changeable terrain as before. Next to the Winter Castle, ornamental turf and cold-resistant magic bouquets are planted.

This is just the periphery, but the internal changes are even greater.

The warrior walked into the academy hall and looked up. He found that there were many strange decorations here, such as stone sculptures engraved with magic patterns, which can provide range-based magic rehabilitation, and fountains that connect to the water element world and supply a steady stream of pure water. There are also many seats for rest around. It can be seen that there should be many people here, but now it seems that due to time issues, there are not many people here, only a few young students in a hurry walked past here.

None of these students noticed the soldiers standing beside each other. These teenage girls who looked only in their teenage years were holding heavy notebooks. However, although their faces were a little tired, they did not feel powerless. Instead, they could see the vitality in their bones.

This is also natural - most of the students here were just civilians, even hunters in the mountains, and the children of farmers who had a little savings. Because of their own talents, they got the opportunity to change their lives. No one would cherish this opportunity. No matter how hard and tired they were, no one would give up.

A place where people can see the hope of rising and continuous progress will not become decadent.

"...It's all your fault that you forgot to bring your laptop and you have to go back to get it. Now you're late for evening self-study. I don't know how the teacher will criticize us..."

"My fault, my fault..."

"Evening self-study? Is there something like evening self-study? Nostradamus is really dedicated."

When Joshua heard the conversation between the two students hurriedly passing by, he couldn't help but laugh, but then he found that some of the issues he had talked with the old master last time seemed to be a little too advanced.

According to Nostradamus' wisdom, he has already created evening self-study now. Maybe he will really create five years of magic and three years of simulation in the future. You know, today's colleges not only have morning and evening self-study, but also extracurricular tutoring classes, etc., and they all have everything they should have, but they are just about x-test.

Joshua did not intervene in the construction and development of Winter Castle College throughout the process. After all, it was Nostradamus's school. He was an honorary principal and had priority recruitment rights for graduates. However, except for the initial investment, the warrior did not do anything about the subsequent construction and development of the college. However, it seems that the old wizard did a good job in this regard, so he didn't need to continue to worry. He just needed to enjoy his achievements in the future.

Along the way, Joshua passed by many places, restaurants, laboratories, and classrooms where he was studying at night. Joshua nodded while watching. Whether it was a serious student or a serious teacher, it was relieved.

Turning a few corridors, the soldiers came to the library located in the back of the academy, located in the hillside.

There are many people in the library, most of which are younger students. They are quietly holding books, reading them hungrily, absorbing the knowledge they have.

I heard that in order to fill this huge library, Nostradamus even copied most of the books in his library and put them here. There were even many out-of-print books that were cherished and his own notes. His students and the teachers hired also made a lot of contributions to this, but they did not contribute much to the old wizard.

For a mage, books are the real wealth. Nostradamus's actions are equivalent to donating most of his wealth, which shows his efforts.

Standing at the door of the library, Joshua glanced over and was about to leave, but he saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes.

A little boy with platinum hair, the warrior felt familiar at first, and then quickly began to think about it.

Not long ago, a little guy who was very interested in his magic armor. His name was Ivan, and he was very brave, which made Joshua remember it deeply. But unfortunately, when the Longfu investigation was investigated before, the warrior learned that the other party had both died in the Longfu disaster, and only he and his sister were adopted by an old scholar. Unexpectedly, the other party also entered Winter Castle.

The little boy was focusing on the book "Detailed Explanation of the Structure of Guardian Puppets" in his hand. It seemed that the other party should have chosen the magical mechanical system. Joshua smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction, and then his figure disappeared in the shadows of the corridor.

Everything in the academy is on track, and he no longer needs to worry about it.

At the same time, deep in the Great Eas volcano, in the underground lava pool.

The black is still hovering back and forth in the magma pool, enjoying it. You must know that such a comfortable environment is unprecedented for it. It used to be a fire-attributed dragon-blooded war horse, but it lived in the extremely cold north for more than a year. It felt really bad. Even if it awakened its bloodline and adapted to the cold, it could only stay in the bone-cold Nisie Snow Mountain Palm Print Lake.

The lava pool is a perfect area that perfectly matches its bloodline power. If possible, Hei really wants to stay here forever until his strength reaches a limit.

But as it was thinking, a strange tremor came from above.

The dark blue light kept emitting patterns like water waves. The space-time gate located in the mid-air of the lava pool slowly vibrated. At the other end of the time and space, some strange movements came, as if the sound of someone talking.

Hei raised his head and looked at the hollow in confusion, and it seemed as if someone was talking. The house stopped after a while.

It did not understand how this situation waved, but since it had stopped, it didn't care. Black continued to soak in the lava and felt the scorching heat of the fire element.

However, with a sudden and violent tremor, something was thrown from the other end of the space-time gate, and a black ball passed through the space-time channel and drew an arc in the air.

Banlong couldn't understand what the thing that hit him was. It subconsciously opened its mouth, caught the ball, and then held it in its mouth.
Chapter completed!