In the afternoon, most of the freshmen were holed up in their dormitories, scowling miserably as they cleaned up. With nothing to do, Rob slipped into the school library and flipped through a few documents related to the school. As he expected, Siamus's library only had records of less than a hundred years of school history.
In these hundred years, Siamus had had a total of four headmasters. The longest one had been in office for over forty years before finally stepping down due to old age and poor health. The shortest one had only been in office for six years. The records only vaguely mentioned that the headmaster resigned due to the school's poor financial situation. The current headmaster's name was Foreman, a sixth-grade magister. He was originally a little-known lecturer in Siamus, teaching defensive magic. For some unknown reason, he suddenly rose to the position of vice-headmaster in the short span of three years. Then, after the previous headmaster stepped down, the fifty-three-year-old Foreman took the position of headmaster, and he held it for twenty years.
After reading Foreman's resume, Rob felt that he had vaguely grasped something, but when he thought about it carefully, he had no clue. Archmage wasn't in a hurry. He stretched and randomly picked a novel that was just the right thickness from the bookshelf. Tucking it under his arm, he swaggered to the public garden in the center of the school. He found a bench that could bask in the sun, put the novel under his head, and took a nap.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already dusk. Rob was woken up by the playful sounds of couples around him. He raised his head to look at the sky, put away his book, and strolled back to the dormitory.
When he pushed open the door again, the scene before him was completely different. Not only was there no pungent odor or trash all over the floor, but the mouse hole in the corner had also been plugged up. Even the two wooden beds and the round table had been repaired and reinforced. Although it was still simple and crude, it was at least livable.
"How is it? Are you satisfied?" The girl in charge of receiving him from the student union was currently sitting on the only wooden stool in the room, nibbling on an apple.
Archmage looked around and nodded. "It's pretty good."
"Then sign your name here. I'll give the reward of one silver coin to the worker by tomorrow at the latest." The girl took out a completed letter of entrustment and pointed to the blank space below. After the youth finished signing, the girl wasn't in a hurry to leave. She generously said, "Hey, let's get to know each other. I'm Louisa, archer major. If you need to issue any more commissions in the future, you can find me directly."
"Hmm?"
"Rob, right? You look like you're this year's new swordsman major. Don't get it wrong. I don't have any other thoughts about you. I just saw that you were quite generous. The student union stipulated that half of the 10% commission fee needs to be handed over, and the other half can go to the contact person. That's why I earned a total of five copper coins from your commission. Of course, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for a gold contact person like me. After all, cleaning is just a small commission. Compared to that, I value the potential of each client more."
Louisa patted the youth's shoulder. "Those who are willing to spend a silver coin to clean are either lazy guys or rich kids. My luck is pretty good. You seem more like the second type. I have a hunch that we will have a chance to work together in the future. This time, I came to say hello. If there's a big deal, don't forget about me."
"What a coincidence. I have a commission right now, but I don't want to go through the student union process. Let's put it this way. I want to investigate something, but I don't want to leave any traces. The less people know, the better. The reward will depend on the final result. The time is tentatively set at one month. The starting price will be one gold coin."
"Oh?" Louisa raised her eyebrows. "Illegal work? If it's illegal work, the commission fee will be 20%. Tell me what you want to investigate first."
Faced with this lucrative but strange commission, the girl neither accepted nor rejected it immediately. Instead, she patiently asked about the details. It seemed that Louisa's ability to become the golden contact person of the student union wasn't just because of her beautiful face and sharp eyes, but also because of her calm mind.
Archmage appreciated her professionalism very much. It was always easier to work with such a person, so he skipped the formalities and went straight to the point. "I want to find out where Headmaster Foreman lived when he was still a lecturer 23 years ago, where he usually moved around, and who he interacted with most. Also, I want to know where he lived 68 years ago, where he usually moved around, and who he interacted with. I know the latter part will be difficult, and it's been a long time, but you just have to do your best. I'll decide the final reward based on the results of the investigation."
After a nap in the Central Garden, Rob finally realized what the key point was — it was Hobson. After reading Foreman's resume, Rob felt a sense of déjà vu. Foreman's situation was very similar to Hobson's sixty years ago. Both were at the lowest point of their lives. One was an insignificant lecturer who wasn't valued by the school, and the other had just taken over a family that was going through a crisis. Interestingly, not long after, their fates changed drastically. Foreman quickly rose to the position of vice headmaster, and then took over the position of headmaster. Hobson, on the other hand, quickly solved the crisis in front of him, led his family to expand their territory, and at the same time, gained a sincere relationship.
Coincidentally, before that, they both stayed in Siames for a period of time. Was it possible that during this period, they met someone or discovered something that finally changed their fates?
Currently, Rob was more inclined to the latter because Hobson and Foreman were separated by more than forty years. If it was a human, this period of time was a bit long. Moreover, the secret of Saint Roland's Brotherhood Academy of Magic should have existed more than nine hundred years ago. At present, the race with the longest known lifespan was the giants, with an average lifespan of about eight hundred years. Dragons were slightly worse, about seven hundred and fifty years. Nine hundred years was still a bit too long, no one could live that long.
However, the current sample was still too small. He couldn't rule out the possibility that all of this was just a coincidence. But for the time being, without any more clues, he could only start with the two's residence and range of activities during that period of time. As for the interpersonal relationship, Archmage was actually added in passing. This was the first time Rob and Royce worked together, and the future Supreme Magus Your Honor also wanted to see the quality and reliability of the other party.
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