Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship: Chapter 314 Lan Qi and Xi De are bad students at first glance.

Chapter 314 Lan Qi and West Germany are poor students at first glance

On one side of the reception hall, the stairs are wound up by light brown stone steps. In the meantime, several nobles in formal attire are slowly walking down, their ribbons and clothes swaying lightly with their steps.

As they marched, the low and rhythmic footsteps and the conversations between them also rippled down. Although the volume was not loud, in the empty space of the hall, every word seemed to have a special echo. .

In contrast, the sofa area in the center of the lobby is extremely quiet. The candles on the golden candlesticks are swaying. Apart from the crackling sound of wood burning in the fireplace, the three of them are sitting on the sofa, saying nothing, just waiting quietly, as if they are being watched. Two worlds are divided.

“Protus Royal Academy of Magic…isn’t there no vicious competition anymore?”

  Sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor, Char asked in a low voice to Lan Qi and Sid in confusion.

He listened to the chats between the two seniors along the way and learned that Protos Royal Academy of Magic may have undergone great changes recently, and the atmosphere was completely different.

“This is the leader of Protos Royal Academy of Magic, and you will not tolerate your rudeness!”

Viscount Blake Bonn, the lord of Bonn City on the steps in the distance, suddenly seemed to notice something. He turned sideways and scolded the three young people sitting on the sofa in the center of the lobby.

 “Hug, sorry.”

Xia Ya was frightened and hurriedly lowered his head and evaded his eyes.

He didn't expect that the voice was still keenly heard by the aristocratic middle-aged man, Viscount Blackburn, as if he was already paying attention to the first floor of the lobby.

Behind the two middle-aged viscounts, Lilith stared at Char for a little longer on the steps. The brief sight made Char even more embarrassed.

 “…What do you think?”

 West Germany was unmoved and looked at Lan Qi with more interest.

I didn’t expect that someone would take advantage of the information lag and come to Snowfield Province to deceive people.

“…How would you feel if someone pretended to be a Catholic?”

 Lanqi also stared at West Germany's purple eyes, rubbing the cat boss with his hand as always.

The two of them were used to conspiring loudly along the way. Even if Sigrid, the Overlord Catholic, was mentioned explicitly, no one would believe that the two of them were related to the Overlord Catholic.

But having said that, ordinary people really can’t expose the fake Protoss Royal Magic Academy. After all, even the students don’t know much about the internal information of the academy, and the junior students have almost no chance to come into contact with the senior professors in the academy. Unlike West Germany could explain everything with his fists.

Xia Ya on the side was in a state of confusion, hearing the conversation between the two and having no idea what it meant.

 A few people in the distance were still walking slowly downstairs, chatting.

“Viscount Bonn, these two are friends of my son-in-law. They are both students of Protos Royal Academy of Magic and may also know something about the school.”

Viscount Levin Kingston smoothed things over and eased Char's embarrassment.

“There are quite a few people who have faked their identities and sneaked into Snowfield Province recently. I suggest that Professor Mechi check the identity of this young man and woman to avoid attracting wolves into the house!”

Viscount Blackburn sneered and touched his two mustaches, looked at the two inexplicably extra people beside Char in the distance, and then gave Professor Meiqi a meaningful look next to him.

 For those who want to influence the authority of their words, they would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.

“No need, our city-state has verified their identities, and the magic steel seal of Protos Royal Academy of Magic on the documents cannot be forged.”

Viscount Levin Kingston raised his hand to object somewhat firmly.

Magic is a kind of information, and everyone's magic is inherently different. The steel seal of Protos Royal Magic Academy comes from the magic device seal left by Emperor Franklin when the school was founded a hundred years ago. Even the great sage Isis of the empire has It cannot be copied.

“I think it is necessary to check. It is also my responsibility to check the students’ academic status and identity information.”

However.

 Professor Mech finally spoke.

His voice is deep and full of the majesty and sense of responsibility of a leader.

   …”

When Viscount Levin Kingston heard this, he could only helplessly relax his shoulders and stop talking.

Even if he wanted to make friends with the two young men and protect them, he could only check and balance Viscount Blackburn's attitude, and could not interfere with Professor Mech's own wishes. After all, this is an internal matter within Protus Royal Academy of Magic.

Meiqi's pace was still so unhurried, he walked down the steps and came to the first floor of the lobby. There was a trace of sadness in his brows, and he seemed to be lonely as a strong man, until he came not far away from the three of them. .

 “Take out your student ID cards.”

 “Here.”

Hide didn’t care and took it out.

 She is just an ordinary second-grade girl who doesn’t know the inside story of the real or fake principal.

Lanqi smiled slightly, took the ID from West De's hand, and handed hers over with his own.

Meiqi took it indifferently and looked at the information above briefly.

 “How many credits do you have…”

 West Germany asked Lanqi in a very low voice.

  “40, what about you.”

Lan Qi also replied in a low voice.

His own credits were issued to him every day by Associate Professor Xi Duo, for four days in total from Tuesday to Friday.

“I have 60 left, and I’m much better than you.”

 West Germany is a master at controlling points.

The conversation between the two made Char's eyes twitch, and Professor Meiqi's face quickly darkened.

You must know that preparatory students who have just entered Protos Royal Academy of Magic can earn hundreds of credits if they work hard.

These two people are quite good, they only have one hundred points in total, they seem quite proud, and they don’t look like they are new students.

Had Xia not seen West Germany's skills, I'm afraid now I would have doubted whether the two of them were the weakest in the entire grade.

 “Professor Mech, do you remember our name? Especially his.”

Hide pointed to Lanqi beside him and asked Meqi.

 “I won’t remember the names of poor students.”

Meiqi snorted coldly and threw their ID cards back into their hands, feeling that the two students were fooling him and wasting his time.

As soon as the words fell, Meqi turned and left.

Professor Blackburn, who was standing in the distance, just smiled and shook his head when he heard this.

Since they are not on the same level at all, there is no need to communicate anymore.

In that school, which was the most severe in the empire and also had the most generous educational resources, the status of poor students was even worse than that of dogs. Even if their identities were real, they had no threat or value.

The fish looks for the fish, the shrimp looks for the shrimp, and the turtle looks for the tortoise.

If you stay with an incompetent and down-and-out noble like Char, you will definitely not be an outstanding student. Fortunately, Viscount Levin Kingston almost treated them as a treasure just now.

"Brother Levin, your vision is getting worse and worse. It really makes people worry about the son-in-law you are looking for for Lilith... You must know that when Lilith goes to the academy, the useless guy will not only be unable to help her, but It might stick to her like garbage and she won’t be able to shake it off.”

Viscount Blackburn patted Viscount Levin Kingston on the shoulder and sighed.

I don’t know whether he was mocking the shabby Xiaya or the two guards he picked up.

"If you are really good for Lilith, you should consider my words more. My son Dean is not bad either. The two promising young men should be allowed to interact more. She can take this opportunity to gain Professor Meiqi's trust. Maybe it will be good."

Viscount Blackburn continued to speak to Viscount Levin Kingston. By now, he had made no secret of his purpose.

 (End of this chapter)