My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 50 This City

I need to get home quickly.

Lynn walked hurriedly down the street.

The moon gradually rose.

The cool light shone quietly on the city.

A woman walked out of a house on the street.

She carried a wooden bucket and poured the sewage into the roadside ditch.

The room was dimly lit.

The child, with sunken cheeks, was sitting at the table chatting and laughing with his thin father.

Lynn walked along, glancing sideways.

The woman turned and closed the door.

He strode forward, leaving it behind.

Lynn turned around and looked into the distance.

The man in front was a middle-aged man with a large brown beard.

He was pulling the cart.

The cart contained rags, stones, branches, and a few withered radishes.

He seemed to be struggling as he pulled the heavy wooden cart.

Every now and then, he would unconsciously let out a few soft "ahs" and exhale a few puffs of white steam.

His face was flushed red from the wind; he had no idea where he was going tonight.

Lynn glanced at him for a moment, then left him behind.

The night wind was strong.

The wind made his clothes flutter.

The streets gradually became brighter.

Laughter gradually increased.

The couples on the street were dressed smartly, smiling and holding each other's hands in the cold night.

The clown, with his comical pale face, performed acrobatics with great effort.

He slipped and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

The audience burst into laughter.

Lynn glanced to the side and strode away.

He crossed one house after another of lights, and one muddy, smelly ditch after another.

The moonlight shone on the city again and again.

The wind blew across the pedestrians' faces again and again.

War, plague, and famine have come and gone countless times in this city.

Countless people die, and countless lives are born.

Time can leave its mark on even the hardest stone.

This city has undergone countless changes over the centuries.

But now, it seems like nothing has changed.

Perhaps in the future, this place will always remain the same...

The lights were dim in the distance.

Lynn stood there for a long time, gazing into the distance, and finally exhaled a puff of white steam.

He suddenly pushed the door open.

The bright light inside shone on my face.

A familiar and beautiful face came into view.

Tina tilted her head and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"elder brother?"

Lynn closed the door and smiled.

"We should go."

......

The Kingdom of Sirnus.

King's capital.

The offices of the National Academy.

Violet slammed her fist on the table in anger and roared at the young man in front of her.

"Cole! You stupid idiot! If it weren't for ladylike manners, I'd tear you to pieces!"

Cole smiled calmly.

"Miss Violet, please forgive my cliché, but this is not just a platitude to appease you; it is simply that this is not within my jurisdiction."

Violet looked at him coldly.

"So, the National Academy's answer is simply to give up on a genius?"

Cole shrugged helplessly.

"I'm sorry, this so-called Mr. Lynn is neither a nobleman nor a servant of a nobleman. He has no official status in the country. Merely relying on the verbal claim of genius is not enough for me to process his enrollment."

Violet snorted coldly.

"Lynn's talent will be proven once I bring him here, and you don't need to worry about his identity; he has already been approved by the Supreme Leader of the Restoration Society. If you don't want to get a beating, I advise you to sign the papers now."

Cole rubbed his hair, looking exasperated.

"The Supreme Leader? I didn't expect you to bring up Her Majesty the Queen... But even so, I must say that our National Academy is a very independent and free institution within the kingdom. Even Her Majesty the Queen, without a thorough identity verification..."

Violet didn't say a word, but silently took out a stick.

She looked at Cole coldly.

"Cole, I can't handle these ridiculous rules in the academy, but this stick I have can certainly handle you. If you don't sign today, you'd better think carefully about the consequences. Hurry up and sign it; it's for your own good."

Seeing Violet's serious expression, it seemed she wasn't joking.

Cole gave an awkward laugh and quickly changed his tune.

"However, identity verification doesn't seem to be in a rush. Although the academy is very independent and free, I think we can still show as much leniency as possible to members of the Restoration Society!"

He lowered his head and quickly signed a bunch of words on the document.

Finally, he looked up, gave another awkward smile, and handed the document over.

"alright."

Violet put the stick away and once again revealed her elegant and ladylike demeanor.

"That's more like it."

Cole wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Who dares to mess with you when you have an earl as your father?"

Violet ignored these words, picked up the documents, and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Cole quickly called out to her.

"Wait, Violet, the Thorn Volcano is about to open. Are you planning to participate this year?"

Violet frowned upon hearing this.

"No, I'm not participating this year."

Cole sighed softly.

"Violet, if you don't participate this year, you'll become the student with the longest overdue graduation in the academy's history."

Violet casually adjusted her bangs.

"I don't care if I don't graduate, but don't even think about making me go to that godforsaken place."

Cole was somewhat anxious.

"Violet, we're classmates! You haven't even graduated yet, while I'm almost the deputy head of my department! Do you really intend to just stay idle like this forever? A count's daughter, yet you're out there doing some ridiculous job as a bard!? What are you thinking!?"

Violet smiled.

"That's right, I'm prepared to remain a bard forever. Anyway, my father is an earl, so even if I do nothing, I'll become an earl sooner or later, just like you said, it's because my father is an earl. Ha, isn't that how the kingdom works?"

Cole was speechless; he could only utter a single sentence with a grim face.

"I really don't know why you're so resistant to the Thorn Volcano."

Violet's smile vanished, replaced by barely concealed disgust in her eyes.

"How could I not hate a graduation ceremony that locks students together and makes them fight each other?"

"...Violet, you know, this is a rule set by the old headmaster to keep the students' fighting spirit and prevent them from indulging in comfort..."

Violet scoffed at this.

"But in reality? Has any of the graduates developed any sense of valor? So many years have passed, has there been even the slightest substantial change on the border front? And of those superhumans who died, which one was a noble?"

"Great, that's wonderful! Let those valiant commoners die, while you so-called valiant nobles comfortably sit in your offices! Ha, valiant..."

Cole remained silent.

She looked coldly at her old classmate and said in a deep voice, "I'd rather be laughed at by you all than rot away in the capital!"

With that, Violet turned and walked out of the office without any hesitation.

There's no time to waste here.

She needed to get to Lodossa immediately and cross the border to see Lynn as soon as possible.

Violet strode out of the academy.

She looked at the joyful scene filled with laughter, a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Lynn, what will you choose to do after you arrive in the capital...?"