In the next few days, there were no more abnormal fluctuations in the mental network. Daniel had already begun to investigate the rumors about the anomaly, while Gwen continued to pay attention to the domestic and international situation and the operation of the huge imperial machine he had built. Time passed quietly.
It was the first rest day of the Misty Moon, and the weather was unusually clear.
Today, there was something worth celebrating in Cecil City.
The radiance of the giant sun dispelled the thin layer of clouds in the sky. The brilliant sunlight shone down on the streets of Cecil in winter. Wearing thick winter clothes, the joyous citizens gathered together, forming a stream of people in the Mage District in the south of the city.
A brand-new and enormous building stood at the end of the block, next to the buildings in the sorcerer's district, the rune research center, and the arcanotech research center. Facing the sorcerer's district, the avenue and the semicircular 'Knowledge Square' were like a crown that was worn in the south district, receiving the observation and cheers of the citizens.
— Imperial College would be officially opened today.
The guards of honor formed a heroic line in the Knowledge Square. A tall platform had been set up in the wee hours of the morning. Long black and blue curtains with the emblem of a golden sword and plough hung on both sides of the platform, glowing solemnly under the rising sun. Four White Knights in heavy armor stood on both sides of the platform. When Gwen appeared in formal attire, the White Knights and the soldiers lined up on the square turned at the same time, saluting their loyal monarch amidst the clanging of their metal armor.
Before Gwen stepped onto the platform, he turned his head to look at the building behind the platform that was about to be opened.
The castle-like main building of Imperial College stood under the bright sunlight. The two ancillary buildings on both sides of the main building and the four spires around the college shone brightly in the sunlight. In the college, brand-new fountains, flower beds, and large magic obelisks that quietly rotated in the square were scattered all over the place, a mixture of classical mystery and the unique beauty of the modern magitech industry.
Gwen could not help but think of the low brick houses, fences, dusty squares, and wooden huts that would sway when the wind blew in the Cecil General Academy.
It was really different.
With the development of the southern border, especially the restructuring of the old Ansu Kingdom, many of the foundations that Gwen had laid down in Cecil City were no longer adequate. In particular, the emergency infrastructure of the past was now facing the rigid requirements of upgrading and remodeling.
Cecil General Academy had once cultivated the first batch of key intellectuals for the Southern Territory and completed the first four-year literacy mission. Now, with the gradual increase of the population of Cecil City, the demand for higher levels of education continued to increase. Scholars from all over the North kept pouring in, and the simple academy was gradually overwhelmed.
For this reason, Gwen had begun planning to build a larger capital academy a year ago to serve as the most important "educational model" of the new order he created. This academy was initially named "Cecil Advanced Academy", but after the establishment of the Empire, its name was finally changed to "Imperial Academy". A series of late adjustments were made according to the new situation of the Empire, and today, it finally welcomed the day when it welcomed the public.
As the "advanced" institution of Cecil General Academy, Imperial Academy would be able to accommodate more scholars and provide a higher level of education. In the beginning, it was divided into four branches, focusing on four fields: magical technology, cultural knowledge, extraordinary education, and modern military. It was also subdivided into disciplines such as runology, mechanics, grammar, history, law, magic, alchemy, society, nature, military tactics, modern weapons, and so on. It could even be said that the entire new order that Gwen created was already included in the huge and complex system of this academy.
This academy would be open to everyone, just like Cecil General Academy. It was an academy that did not take into account the scholar's background and prohibited any different education.
Of course, the former Cecil General Academy hadn't been abandoned due to the establishment of the Imperial College. It was still preserved and had undergone some renovations. It was only two streets away from the new Imperial College and would continue to carry out the functions of literacy education and basic education. It would provide opportunities for those who didn't have or had weak foundations to receive education.
In a sense, the General Academy was a way for the commoners to enter Imperial Academy. Without any foundation, the commoners would definitely not be able to keep up with the professional education of Imperial Academy, nor would they be able to compete with the rich students who had a foundation in higher education. However, they could make up for their shortcomings in this aspect by enrolling in the General Academy. The recommendation letters and scholarships from the General Academy would also help the commoners enroll in the academy.
This was an imperfect but effective "patching measure" that Gwen had set up in the current social structure.
Gwen came to the raised platform prepared for him. With a heartfelt smile on his face, he slowly swept his gaze across the countless people gathered in the square.
Cheers rang out from all directions. Everyone in the square shouted happily, saluting the founder of the Empire.
"Citizens, welcome to this place. I am pleased to announce to you that a new facility that will bring benefits to the people of Cecil will be put into use today. It is right behind me …"
Among the crowd in the square, a young man with short brown hair stood in an inconspicuous corner. Like everyone else, he raised his head to look at Emperor Cecil, who was speaking on the raised platform.
But unlike others, although there was respect in the young man's eyes, he was calmer, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Huge holographic images were erected on both sides of the square. His voice was amplified by the magical devices and resounded throughout the square. Every time Gawain Cecil finished speaking, there would be a burst of cheers from the crowd. The young man could not help but raise his head and look around. He curiously looked at the excited and joyful people, feeling the strange enthusiasm that everyone was exuding. Finally, he could not help but touch a passerby beside him.
"Such a grand gathering … Did everyone spontaneously gather here? How did you know there was a gathering today? "
The passerby turned to look at the young man and asked loudly, "Are you a foreigner?"
The young man seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the loud voice of the person in front of him. He took a small step back, but still with a gentle and polite smile on his face, he said, "I … am indeed a foreigner."
"Then it's normal that you are not familiar with it," the loud passerby said with a smile. "This gathering is a big event in Cecil City. There are usually all kinds of new things or important new policies on display at the gathering. Of course, everyone is interested. Before the gathering starts, there will be newspaper publicity, and then the news will be broadcasted on the magic net. Basically, as long as you don't stay in the house all day and don't read the newspaper, you will know about the gathering … "
The young man looked enlightened. "I see …"
The loud passerby looked at him again and suddenly became curious. "Hey, young man, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to study," the young man said with a smile and raised his finger in the direction of Imperial College. "I'm going there."
"Oh, that's great!" The loud passerby suddenly widened his eyes. "Then you will be successful in the future."
The young man blinked. "Why do you say so?"
"It's a simple reason. You will know more when you go to school, and you will be able to find a good job if you know more. In the factory, the government office, and the army, you have to know how to write and calculate," the passerby said with a smile, showing a trace of pride. "Take me for example. I used to be a coolie in the mountains, but now I am a mechanic in the factory. It's because I went to night school …"
The young man was a little stunned as he listened to the loud voice in front of him saying these words to him. He gradually became a little surprised.
These were some superficial 'reasons', but they were still 'reasons' after all.
An ordinary civilian with such a confident and happy look, telling him these 'reasons', this was a really unprecedented experience for him.
"Anyway, young man, you should study hard." The loud passerby suddenly reached out and patted the young man's shoulder twice. "I can see that you are capable. This place welcomes capable people. What did Master Godwin say again … Yes, this is a good time!"
The young man's eyes widened in shock when the other party's hand was about to hit his shoulder. He instinctively frowned and wanted to dodge, but his body only tilted slightly and stopped in place. The hand still landed solidly on his shoulder.
The strong impact on his shoulder made the young man's body sway a little. For a moment, a strange expression appeared on his face, and then he covered it up with a slightly stiff smile. After a few casual words, he turned sideways and squeezed out of the crowd.
He was about to walk to the edge of the square and leave through a small path to return to his temporary residence, but after a few steps, he seemed to have sensed something and stopped.
The young man looked up and squinted slightly. Under the bright sunlight, he saw two figures coming from not far away.
One of them was a blonde man about the same age as him, but he did not know him.
The other was a man wearing a dark blue silk coat, with short silver hair and a bright smile.
He knew this one.
It was someone else's child.
The heir of the Duchess of the Northern Region, Fendil Werde.
It was difficult to mistake the unique, cold magic aura, and the young heir of the Northern Region obviously had not learned the essence of Duchess Victoria's magic control. When he appeared in the square, the faint magic fluctuation could not be hidden at all.
The young man with short brown hair smiled and walked toward the two people not far away. Apparently, the other party had also noticed him. Before he spoke, the heir of the Northern Region had already waved his hand and shouted, "Eliven! You're here too? "
Eliven Franklin quickly stepped forward and could not help but frown slightly. "Fendil, shouting in the square is not the style of a marquis."
"Don't be like that, it was not easy for me to leave my aunt's sight." Fendil Werde immediately waved his hand. "And you're squeezing into the crowd to watch the gathering, is it in line with the style of a marquis?"
Beside the two, the blonde young man, Firm, was about to say hello to his friend, but at this moment, he was a little stunned. He looked at Fendil, and then at the stranger called "Eliven" in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Fendil. "… Ah?"
"… Damn it, I haven't figured out how to say it yet." Fendil suddenly reacted and could not help but press his forehead and stare at Eliven again. "How many times have you messed up my business?"
Eliven was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have guessed something. He looked at Firm, who was still stunned, and then at Fendil. "Then this is …"
"My traveling companion, we met on the Highlander. Ah, the Highlander is an arcanotech ship, you know, it's …"
"I know about the arcanotech ship, I've ridden on the White Water River." Eliven shook his head helplessly. "So, you didn't tell this traveling companion your identity?"
"I don't want to ruin this rare trip." Fendil smiled bitterly and turned to Firm. "I'm sorry, Firm, but I didn't mean to hide it. I just don't want the identity of the heir of the Duke of the Northern Region to affect our relationship. It's not easy to make a friend outside the castle."
"The heir of the Duke of the Northern Region …" The blonde young man from Barran finally confirmed the words he heard. He was so shocked that he even felt a little suffocated. "God … so your full name is …"
"Fendil Werde," Fendil said, and then pointed to Eliven next to her. "This is Marquis Eliven Franklin, the son of the Duke of the Western Region. Ah, I should introduce his title and his many honorary titles in detail on this occasion, but it's too troublesome, so this step is omitted.
"Eliven, the one in front of you is Mr. Firm from Barran, the creator of the magic play, an outstanding playwright … at least that's what I think."
Firm's eyes once again jumped between the two duke heirs. As a person who aspired to be an outstanding playwright, he suddenly began to question his ability to write plays at this moment.
In the face of dramatic reality, his imagination as a playwright suddenly felt a little inadequate.
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