Starting with the sentries on the frontier

Chapter 90 The Suppression of the Sister's Bloodline

In conclusion, based on Brother Colin's account of the Seastone Magic Academy, it seems to be a relatively inclusive place.

While this is a good thing, the graduation requirement of independently solving a level 4 event is still a bit too much. You have to know that the magical creatures and monsters in level 4 events are not something that ordinary people can handle!

However, on the other hand, in such a dangerous world, the emergency response capabilities of the official government are very worrying. Judging from the cult incident he experienced, the country's ability to protect its people is not optimistic. Therefore, being able to face danger more directly during his studies will make it easier for him to cope with crises in his future life.

If it weren't for the fact that he also had to take care of Mrs. Marsh, he would have almost been tempted!

No tuition fees!

Is there anything more tempting than this?!

However, after thinking it over, this was just Zag's own idea. He couldn't possibly speak on behalf of David. Besides, the Seastone Magic Academy was in the North. It was almost twice the distance from the Eastern Territory to Holland from the Eastern Territory. Moreover, it was a place of ice and snow. If Lilia and Andrew were his own children, he certainly wouldn't feel comfortable sending them to such a far and cold place to study magic.

"Thank you very much for your explanation, Brother Colin. It sounds like Seastone Magic Academy is indeed a way out for magic apprentices from poor families. If Mr. Liam hadn't been preparing to recommend me to study at the Golden Palace, I would have been tempted, haha."

Zag thanked him politely, and deliberately showed a little bit of his "connections".

Sure enough, upon hearing Zag's words, Brother Colin's attitude became even more obsequious, saying, "You're welcome. To be honest, perhaps you could wait a little longer. I've heard that Viscount Cecilius seems to be interested in building a magic academy. These two children are still young, so there's no need to rush. Perhaps they will even become the first students of the first magic academy in our Eastern Territory!"

The moment the name "Cecilius" was uttered, Zag's face turned uncontrollably cold, and he couldn't even maintain a socially acceptable fake smile.

You see, he had just experienced a "life-or-death" situation yesterday. Rationally, based on the memories of the original "Zag," he knew that a mage like Liam, backed by the official status of the Golden Palace, was definitely not someone that an ordinary cult could contend with. But emotionally, he was still greatly frightened, which caused him to feel a bit stressed whenever he heard the name.

Zag's attitude puzzled Colin: "What's wrong, Mr. Marsh?"

Zag admitted, "The Cecilius family... well, maybe tomorrow, or this afternoon, the news will spread. Because of the cult issue, Mayor Cecilius resigned, and Viscount Cecilius is also considered a suspect. Of course, the law doesn't consider him guilty yet, but the Royal Chief Mage of the Golden Palace has invited him to Holland for a meeting. I guess you understand what that means."

He has no obligation to cover up the criminal background of the Cecilius family!

Brother Colin, of course, understood the implication. His eyes widened in shock: "By the Mother Goddess! How could such a thing happen! Who could have imagined this? I thought that even if the Viscount wasn't a follower of the Mother Goddess, he was at least a follower of one of the other nine Holy Spirits! He even embezzled a large sum of money for the church last month! How could this be!"

Zag spread his hands, decisively disclaiming any involvement: "I didn't say anything, let alone that Your Excellency is a follower of a cult."

As they were talking, Lilia and Andrew were brought over by the nun.

The two girls skipped and hopped over, one after the other. Lilia, being older, was more composed and polite: "Good day! Uncle Zag!"

Andrew followed suit and greeted him with, "Good day! Uncle Zag!"

"Good day, Ms. Lilia and Mr. Andrew."

Zag deliberately greeted the two children as if they were adults of status and position, which immediately made the two little ones beam with joy—it meant they could be considered "adults"!

Lilia even mimicked the mannerisms of the "ladylike" women she usually encountered. First, she stopped her skipping and started walking with a more steady gait, just like her mother Lily. Then, she feigned maturity and politeness, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Uncle Zag! I heard you were planning to take us somewhere else for the weekend. We're so sorry to have bothered you!"

Although the deep-set eyes, high noses, and well-defined bone structure of the Norse people make their features look precocious, so much so that fourteen-year-old Lilia looks about seventeen or eighteen, this pretentious mature demeanor still made Zag struggle to suppress the urge to laugh.

He nodded and said, "Mrs. Marsh is waiting for you; she made you cheese rolls."

Lilia couldn't keep up the act any longer; her eyes widened in surprise. "Wow! It's a cheese roll! By the Mother Goddess!"

Andrew excitedly exclaimed, "Mrs. Marsh's cheese rolls are definitely sweeter than Mother's! Definitely!"

"Alright, alright, it's getting late. Let's say goodbye to the cultivators. I'll bring them back tomorrow afternoon."

Zag's last words were addressed to Brother Colin, whose face was crinkled with laughter—Brother Colin and the nuns wouldn't defend the children's small sense of dignity in wanting to be treated as "adults," but upon hearing Zag's words, and after Lilia and Andrew obediently bid farewell to the monks and nuns, everyone still maintained as "serious" expressions as possible, waving and offering their blessings to the two children beside Zag:

Have a wonderful weekend! May Meritla bless you!

……

The temple of Meretra was not far from the house that Zag had rented, so it only took a short walk to get there.

When the two children entered the restaurant, Mrs. Marsh was adjusting the angle of the cheese rolls on the plate, and she had also placed two sprigs of rosemary around the desserts.

Snowball and Coal Ball are playing a game of throwing and retrieving the ball.

"Coal briquettes!"

"Snowball!"

Lilia and Andrew called out two different names in unison.

Mrs. Marsh carried a long platter to the table, placing the plate as she greeted the two children with a smile: "Lilia and Andrew are back? The cabbage soup is just ready, but today's main course is lamb margarita tartare. I wonder if you'd like it?"

Andrew was the first to respond enthusiastically: "Lamb! I love lamb the most!"

Lilia retorted, "Wrong! You love meat! Whether it's lamb or any other kind of meat!"

Then she straightened up and greeted Mrs. Marsh: "Good day! Mrs. Marsh! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Having said that, she immediately nudged Andrew again, urging, "Greet Mrs. Marsh, Andrew!"

Andrew made a face at Lilia impatiently and complained, "You're acting like a mother right now! So boring!"

However, he then obediently followed his sister's example and greeted Mrs. Marsh as well: "Good day, Mrs. Marsh."

It wasn't that he was particularly polite, but rather that Lilia had already posed a threatening punch at him from a distance, demonstrating a strong sense of bloodline suppression.

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[Snowball's Science Popularization Mini-Drama]: The Extraordinary Events Handling Association under the Golden Palace divides all extraordinary events related to mysticism and magic into 9 levels, with level 9 representing the highest level and level 1 representing the lowest level. Sometimes there are also levels 0 and 10—but those are special cases.

Of course, in addition to events, many magical creatures and mystical beings are also classified into 9 levels. Usually, their level rating is the same as that of events, but there are exceptions. For example, an event caused by a single eagle-winged hag is a level 3 event, but a group of eagle-winged hags would definitely be a level 4 event. An old, weak, and dying eagle-winged hag is probably not even as strong as an ordinary person, so it is obviously equivalent to a level 1 event.

"So, the rating itself is just a general trend, it doesn't represent the danger of a specific event! Does that even need explaining, you fool, Modo!"