"Good day, Knight Griffith!" a girl who happened to pass by said happily.
Griffith nodded to her with impeccable dignity.
Well, petite, with a baby face, big breasts, and shoulder-length chestnut hair. He didn’t call me Your Excellency. He was an aristocrat. OK, got it!
"Good afternoon, Miss Sissi."
Today is March 27, the third day back at Homemonworth. Griffith returned to his seat by the library window, glancing out the window from time to time while taking notes.
His back is straight and his posture is dignified. The knight's medal on his collar has been polished to shine, ensuring that everyone must see the medal before they see him. Everyone politely called him "quasi-knight", and the two-digit number of new girls from various branches he met these days directly called him "Griffith Knight".
I can hardly tell who is who... I must create a file for them to manage without losing etiquette. However, if Galadia sees me, I will be doomed!
In the first year of school, he had the opportunity to capture the flag and be directly awarded the Silver Oak Leaves Knight's Order of the Eagle by the Earl. This kind of thing was extremely cool in school. Griffith's limelight even overshadowed Aaron's for a while.
Don't mention how good this feeling is. Griffith especially wanted to talk to Galadia and ask her to praise him.
However, this seems a bit difficult.
More and more senators, great nobles and bishops gathered in Homemonworth. Nobles and dignitaries can be seen everywhere on campus. What would it be like if they bumped into the daughter of a Canaanite governor and a would-be knight having a fight or eating boiled mutton?
Although he was extremely itchy, he could only suppress his chaotic thoughts and start preparing for Raven's mission.
He now owns several magical items or sophisticated equipment, including the Bone Ring Minos, Corrupted Feather Sword, Dread Bracers, Darkblood Cloak, Vanguard Shield, Anima Breastplate, and Highborne Elven Mail. Except for the poor main weapon, everything else is basically complete.
He planned to seize the time to prepare and store some slowing potions and healing potions to replenish the inventory that had been consumed before. The mountain monster's snot is pretty much used, but you should be able to find it in the school. He could apply to the earl and request the inventory be transferred in his name. If that didn't work, he could ask Professor Heinz for help.
After inquiry, Griffith found that the Order of the Eagle with Silver Oak Leaves would give him an additional annuity of 100 silver francs per month, which he could receive for life. His monthly income has climbed to 250 silver francs. Although there is no additional merit reward, the value of the Silver Oak Leaf Knight's Eagle Medal cannot be compared with merit points. If the rank can be promoted to reserve officer, his income will increase.
Since the count was in the school, the cash and material rewards from the Verona Battle had been handed out, including 5,000 silver francs, 15 units of potential potion, and 1 unit of refined psychic mixture, the value of which far exceeded his expenditure.
There was a large box of potential potions and refined psychic potions in front of him, and it was not easy to drink them all. For him who cannot improve the level of magic spells through study and meditation, all magic spells can only be improved through this expensive and uncomfortable method.
With these supplies, he must upgrade his Freeze Nova/Ice Construct to level four before embarking on the potentially dangerous Raven mission.
Drink it, I've finished all the tea Sonia made!
Griffith drank heavily and poured all the potion and mixture into his mouth.
Like the Ice Armor spell, the fourth-level spell will see a qualitative improvement.
The range of action of Freeze Nova has been increased again. It will freeze enemies within a radius of 10 yards for no less than two seconds. After the freezing ends, it will cause a deceleration effect lasting no less than 5 seconds, reducing the movement speed by 30%. The accompanying cold damage can kill even small creatures. However, the improvement of these indicators is not the most amazing. What is really powerful is that the freezing and deceleration effects will have priority, are less likely to be resisted by powerful enemies and magic defense countermeasures, and are more reliable.
The ice structure will condense into more ice and snow configurations at a faster speed. This qualitative change allows the ice structure to continue to take effect within five minutes. He can create ice whenever he wants, but just like the blood bat storm, the continuous structure will continue to consume Griffith's mental power.
Frozen Nova/Ice Construct's cooldown remains 15 seconds. Under the influence of Griffith's "Focus" talent, the cooldown is reduced to seconds.
In addition, he has some additional benefits.
The total auction proceeds from the weapons, shields, heads and extraordinary properties captured in the Battle of Boulogne-Plachin were as high as 25,000 silver francs, giving each Scitoral a share of 2,500 silver francs. If the shield had not been obtained by Lasalle at a low price of 6,500 silver francs, everyone might have been able to share more.
Griffith's financial situation suddenly improved again.
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"Is the Holy Light deceiving me?" Berthier saw his father's car entering the campus and asked everyone in horror, "Is Beyeland going to move the capital?"
"No, you idiot," Fiona whispered, "didn't you see that there was a parent-teacher meeting?"
A large group of famous people were walking around in Homemonworth, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
From the window, Griffith saw His Excellency Cardinal Cole of the Holy Light Church, the leader of the major churches, jumping out of the carriage. He is the leader of the church's armed forces, the ruthless Punishers, who are responsible for annihilating believers in black magic. No matter what the newspapers say, he is not here to recite sutras.
The senators, counts, and bishops lived in the guest rooms of the school and in the rooms of the professors, and their retinues and officers filled the town. In the past few days, Count Larmore had talked to his daughter several times. The first time Sonia entered the study, her face was brisk. The second time, her face was serious as if she was about to do something big. The third time, she was coy. Looking at Griffith, she wanted him to go in with her.
Fiona even spoke softly. She saw Griffith and Lana, and when they called their names, they both used "Your Excellency" and "Sir", with a complete sense of distance from a countess.
Further out on the sea, the fleet, with an entire legion, stayed on standby less than a day's journey from the old town with murderous intent. Their flagpole can even be seen from inside the school.
In the past few days, the tone in the newspapers has suddenly changed. News of victory has disappeared. News of defeats and mutinies of the Verona army have appeared one after another. The tone of the commentators became weird, and they talked about a piece of news - "A group of rebels who could be killed by first-year students from Homemonworth were actually able to pin the noble knights of Verona to the ground and beat them up."
Griffith read the newspaper several times and finally saw a sentence between the words:
"Beyelan is going to attack Verona."
While everyone was talking quietly, the principal's valet suddenly appeared in the library. He quickly found Griffith in the crowd and said in a high and polite voice:
"The count summons you, Your Excellency the Knight-to-be."
"Count Larmore?" Griffith asked subconsciously.
"Yes, he is waiting for you in the principal's conference room."
The chattering long table fell silent for a moment. Sonia glanced at him nervously and watched him leave the library with an uneasy look on her face.
Griffith came outside the conference room and found the Earl leaning against the window looking at the sea and eating a cup of yogurt ice. He glanced at the would-be knight and stuffed his own yogurt ice into his mouth.
"Let's talk about your thoughts and brains, Mr. Knight-to-be,
"It is said that it is amazing. Sonia told me that you completed the staff work and logistics organization of the Battle of Boulogne by yourself, and also arranged the sniper attack on the rebel leader."
Count Larmore actually likes sweets as much as I do... No wonder he says he knows everything I want! When I'm nervous and tired, I like to eat some cold desserts. The count doesn't look tired. Why is he nervous?
Griffith was thinking to himself while looking at the earl, pretending not to know anything, and said solemnly:
"With your permission, Your Majesty the Count, I can now report to you the complete official battle report of the Battle of Boulogne-Plachin."
"Really? Don't you need to look at the materials and maps?"
"Yes, sir, no supporting materials are needed."
Count Larmore clapped his hands:
"Okay, you can keep your word. If you make a fool of yourself later, Ashford will deduct your salary month by month.
"Now let's go into the living room, where a small group of people are brainstorming, and you're going to record part of the conversation.
"You don't have to worry. It's definitely not a random conversation. Some people may be confused. I will correct it. Everyone takes turns to speak. Of course, I don't mean there is an order.
"We said, remember, there will be about twenty pages.
"After the record is completed, we may come to one or several resolutions and send you to perform a task under a certain resolution. This mission will be very important and you will be given full intelligence support, authorization and support.
"On the surface, you pretend to be performing a daily combat mission. In fact, when you arrive at the mission site, you have to be careful and alert, and find out the enemies mixed in among your friendly forces, or find out their true purpose.
"If you complete the mission and come back alive, next fall, we will give you the command of a new experimental force. Before you become a formal noble and knight, you will be the commander of the force. You will be able to buy a house by the sea. With an independent house, my dream of marrying the officer’s sister has taken another step forward.”
Griffith was about to refute the count's last sentence.
The count saw his thoughts and immediately continued:
"You have to be ready. This mission is no different than usual. You won't be lonely. Someone is eager to cast the Imperius Curse on my would-be knight. In this way, your mission will be over.
"Hey, how will we know that you are dead then? No matter how enthusiastic you are, you will never be able to inform us of your death."
Griffith nodded and said, "Your Majesty, I think this mission..."
The count immediately interrupted him: "Stop it, Mr. Knight-to-be. Don't forget that as a low-level officer, and a low-level officer of your age, you should not make random guesses without being asked."
Griffith felt deeply humiliated that he was wrong. He tried to find an excuse for the sake of his pride, but he couldn't find one. Suddenly, he noticed a message.
A junior officer?
The count suddenly realized that he had let something slip...he explained with an indifferent expression:
"The military will grant you the rank of Reserve Assault Squadron Leader."
So fast? ! Griffith was shocked.
Reserve Assault Squadron Leader is a reserve officer rank and the lowest officer rank, lower than a second lieutenant, but even so he is still an officer. Since then, Griffith has been separated from the non-commissioned officer class.
In just three days, he was promoted from a trainee knight to an associate knight, and from a second-level squad to an officer.
After receiving the Knight's Order of the Eagle with Silver Oak Leaves, Griffith was already predicting when he would receive the rank of officer, but he did not expect it to be so soon.
His first reaction was excitement, joy, and excitement about the increased pay.
But soon, he felt something was wrong.
It all happened so fast.
Griffith was only a first-year student at Homemon Watts, still several years away from finishing school. Generally speaking, the most outstanding Shutoral students can be appointed as reserve assault squadron leaders in the third year, and it is possible to obtain the official officer rank only in the fourth year.
Such rapid promotions and promotions have exceeded the scope of reuse, which means that the next task has huge dangers, even more than the dangers suggested by Professor Heinz.
"Thank you for your trust! Your Excellency, Earl." Griffith stood at attention and beat his chest in salute. Anyway, the count didn't discuss it with him, so he couldn't refuse.
Count Larmore nodded and continued:
"The Assault Cavalry is a Guards system. You can make decisions and report independently independently of the command of the National Defense Forces. You do not even need to take orders from the extraordinary people on the scene. In combat status, your authority is increased by two levels, equivalent to a lieutenant in an ordinary army. You can Exercises command over the National Defense Forces and local forces.
"You must make full use of these permissions."
