A week later, St. Freya Academy's Commercial Street, Broken Sword Tavern.
At dusk, the Commercial Street was bustling with people. The doors of Broken Sword Tavern were constantly opening and closing. With the increase in popularity, the tavern had a lively atmosphere.
The sound of wooden cups clinking could be heard constantly. The owner's greeting and the aroma of wine filled the air. In the corner of the second floor, a young man in a hooded cloak looked at the smiling red-haired woman in front of him.
"I say, Teacher Chris, is it okay for you to bring me to this kind of place?"
"Hmm? Aren't you an adult? "
"That's not the problem!"
Luo Ya's Akkat carefully looked around. At this time, the sun was setting, and the number of customers in the tavern gradually increased. The single customers at the bar were chatting and tasting wine, the two seats against the wall were chatting and laughing, and the new customers were curiously looking at the collection on the wall.
Broken Sword Tavern, as its name suggested, was a tavern decorated with hundreds of broken swords on the wall. On the outside, it was an inconspicuous building made of stone and wood, but in the Commercial Street of St. Freya Academy, which had existed for hundreds of years, it was very famous.
It was said that the owner of this tavern was a swordsman who lost all his companions in an adventure. He was also seriously injured and could no longer go on adventures. Disheartened, he returned to his former academy and opened this tavern. He kept the broken swords that had been with him for many years and placed them on the wall to show that he would never leave and move forward together.
The owner's behavior was praised by many knights. Since then, this tavern had a rule. If the owner was willing, he could hand over the broken swords to the tavern and give the retired swordsmen a place to stay. After so many years, there were hundreds of broken swords, and each one had detailed information next to it, and even a message from the original owner.
Of course, this kind of secret and low-key tavern was basically impossible for new students to find. In fact, most of the people who entered the tavern were returning customers, senior students, teaching staff, and other staff of the tavern. This made the black-haired young man under the cloak greatly relieved.
"I'm afraid of being seen, and it might cause trouble."
Sighing helplessly, the black-haired young man reached for the cup on the table and took a sip of wine. The pale blue ring on his finger flashed under the dim light.
The Blue Rose was probably the most popular term in St. Freya Academy. Ever since the entrance ceremony a week ago, Luo Ya's life had sunk into another level of fierce battle.
On the second day of the opening ceremony, after the official award ceremony, Luo Ya was besieged by various schools, student organizations, and the academy's instructors. Blocking the door was a common occurrence. Various temptations were offered, and some even tried to seduce her.
Of course, this kind of insensible trash was immediately eliminated by the two new Ringbearers, the Golden Rose and the Red Rose. But even so, the academy was still in turmoil. The dormitory that Luo Ya was assigned to this batch of new students was heavily monitored every day because of him. And in the dormitory, there was an endless stream of people who wanted to establish a relationship with him.
One week after the entrance ceremony, St. Freya Academy gave the students time to familiarize themselves with the campus, choose the subjects they wanted to study, and report the course allocation. During this time, the students could choose one of the academy's instructors as their instructor. It was a bit like choosing a class teacher.
One week seemed to be a long time, but considering the thousands of students choosing their major, the academy collecting their wishes, reporting and sorting, allocating teaching resources according to the situation, and a series of other things, one week was considered fast. And for Luo Ya, this week was the most aggressive week of the academy's instructors.
Because he was not familiar with the schools in the Country of Scholars, Luo Ya did not want to get involved in this field. As for the issue of instructors, Luo Ya naturally chose Chris, who gave him the lamp oil so that he could return safely. And from another point of view, Chris was indeed one of the best choices as the academy's Sage Instructor.
It was just that it was not appropriate to say this out loud because it would bring a lot of trouble to Chris. So in the past few days, Luo Ya had been wandering around through the relationship between the Theocracy and Rose. He was quite jittery these days.
Looking at the Blue Rose, who had caused a sensation in the academy a week ago, but was now a little scared because she was blocked at the door, the red-haired woman could not help but laugh.
"I know you've been chased by those old things recently, so I brought you here to relax. After all, you'll be my disciple after tomorrow's announcement."
Chris was in a good mood as he drank a mouthful of wine. He was very proud of his action of looking for Luo Ya in advance. He didn't mention his original purpose of looking for trouble.
As expected of me!
The woman nodded and crossed her arms proudly. Then, she pointed to a corner of the wall.
"Of course, there's another reason other than relaxing. I brought you to this corner for that."
The black-haired youth followed Chris's hand and looked to the side. In the next moment, he couldn't help but be stunned.
On the wall next to Luo Ya, a slender broken sword was hanging on the wall. Looking at the style, it should be modern. Because of the maintenance spell, it didn't look old. Instead, it looked like it had just been broken. At the bottom left of the sword holder, there was a line of simple description in small print.
[In November of the year 988, it broke in the ruins at the foot of the Fu Er Mountain Range. With this sword, it saved three people. Ka Diya, Akat]
"The first time I came to this tavern, it was my senior who brought me here. Now you know why I brought you here."
Chris smiled and looked at the broken sword on the wall. Her face was full of nostalgia. Opposite her, the black-haired youth was already dumbfounded.
What, what's going on? Senior? My father? Wait, could it be that before …
Luo Ya looked at Teacher Chris who was opposite her. The conversation between the two of them a week ago started to appear in her mind. Her face couldn't help but gradually become strange.
"That … Teacher Chris, uh, how's your letter coming along? What's the content? "
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