The Dean Has Arrived

In the previous task panel of the Magic Academy system, in addition to the initial task of establishing an academy, a new task was added.

[Task: Primary Trial]

[Quest content: You already have the strength to hit the beginner level, do a good job in the Tower of Grinding!

[Requirement: Complete the trial of the Tower of Grinding (1st Floor)]

[Remarks: Because the process of the Tower of Grinding (1st floor) is long, please be prepared before entering]

Xiwei has confirmed that the so-called Tower of Grinding is actually a new copy that appears in the gate of trial.In addition, because [Noisy Beach] passed the level with an A rating, another copy named [Coral Sea Path] appeared.

But because today's opportunity has been used up, no matter what kind of copy appears, it has nothing to do with the current Xiwei.

But the remark at the end of the task made Xiwei feel uneasy.

What does a longer process mean?What kind of preparation is called perfect preparation?

After thinking about it for a long time, Xiwei, who was completely unclear, finally decided...to go to the village for dinner first.

Although the fruit is delicious, it is not difficult for the current Xiwei to eat game, but whether it is fruit or barbecue, there is always a day of getting tired of eating. Compared to the two, I still go to the pub of Alisha to eat other food better.

"Sure enough, human beings are gregarious creatures...Even if you are a magician, you can't leave the human society."

Although there are rumors that magicians with extremely high ranks can create food out of thin air, or even survive by ingesting elements without eating, those rumors that are more like myths than facts even to Sivi are still too much. It's illusory. Normal magicians still need to eat food even when they are promoted to the level of great magicians.

When he entered the village from the trail between the ridges, Xiwei found that the atmosphere in the village seemed not quite right.

A group of men surrounded the entrance of the village. The women took care of their children, but they couldn't help but cast worried glances at the entrance of the village. They didn't even notice him even when he entered the village.

The curious Siwei simply climbed onto the low roof of the bungalow, and while walking towards the entrance of the village, he saw what was happening there through the crowd.

Five heavily armed soldiers were confronting the men in the village.After getting close enough, Xiwei could almost hear the conversation between the two parties.

The soldiers who took the lead in talking were a big man who was nearly two meters tall and could give people a sense of oppression just standing, while the head of the village was a white beard and bald man, leaning on a cane, hunched over, and was full of money. Misi's old village chief.From the momentum, the village has already missed the opponent a lot.

Even if there is a saying that "two fists are hard to beat four hands", compared to the opponent's imposing half-length armor and bright iron spear head, most of the weapons in the village are just hoes, rake, hatchets and the like. And it's still rusty... Only a few hunters' houses have a few shoddy bows and arrows.

The meaning of the soldiers seems to be that the lord, because of the tight frontline war, specially sent them these elite soldiers in the territory to collect the fighting tax from the residents.

However, the villagers didn't have much money. Except for a few wealthy families, most people could hardly dig out a little copper before the spring harvest. The helpless village chief could only beg the other side for a little more time.

"What an elite soldier?" Although the not-so-thick half-length armor on the opponent can intimidate short-sighted villagers, it can't scare Xiwei who has traveled to many places in the mainland... well, now it's just inheritance Someone from Xiwei's memory: "Isn't that the half-length armor of the ordinary pikemen? The weapons are just the long spears used in the array. For elite soldiers, at least take a sword. Isn't that too cheap!"

I'm afraid these guys who claim to be acting tax officials are just soldiers who fled from the battlefield.

Because of the dictatorship of this world, deserters are generally to be hanged on the gallows if they are found, and they are not even qualified to go to a military court. However, these guys not only did not hide their heads and show their tails like the rats crossing the street, but they even dared to pretend to be tax officials. Obviously there is something tricky behind doing this kind of thing.

Based on this, Xiwei did not rush to get out of his head, but continued to lean down, lying in ambush on the roof to watch the development of the situation.

There is no money in the village, so no matter how persecuted by the other party, it is impossible to change the money, so the talk fell apart of course.

The big soldier looked at the old village chief condescendingly, and began to speak loudly: "Huh, unwilling to pay taxes means that you have to resist the lord master and resist his orders! Soon there will be a team of knights coming to level up your small village. Give other stubborn villages a treat!"

"Oh, tax officials, but our village really has no money..." The old village chief was sweating profusely.

Don't talk about a team of knights in their small village, even if they come two or three, they will be completely destroyed.

"No money? It's not impossible." The big soldier rubbed his chin, and then may have made a kind smile, but the deliberate smile made his face even more hideous. This can be seen from The old village chief, who had been trembling with fright, saw it.

"What...what way?" But even though he was shivering, the old man still did not forget to fight for his village.

"Old man, you should also know that the aristocrats above have some of these and other hobbies, and slaves are very good things to vent their hobbies, and the price of this stuff is not low." The big man The smile on the soldier’s face has changed from a blunt fake smile to a real smile, but it looks even more wretched: "You only need to pick a few children from the village to serve as slaves to the nobles, and the tax will offset it. How about it. Not only can you avoid taxation, but it can also reduce the number of people in the village. A simple way?"

"Shut up!" The old man pushed the cane in his hand aggressively to the ground, his wrinkled face was full of anger: "The old man is the village chief here! How can you do such a betrayal of the villagers!"

"Hey, old man." The expression on the big soldier's face also cooled, he leaned in front of the old man, and said with a half-forced and half-threatening tone, with a smile, "I showed you the way. Don't blame us if you don't leave! Now pay the tax money quickly, otherwise we will be welcome!"

"No, we won't betray our family and friends anyway. The tax officer, as long as we have a few more days of grace, and wait until the spring harvest is complete..." The old man tried to reason with each other, but he was drunk The soldiers refused.

The big soldier laughed strangely: "Wait? We can afford it, the soldiers on the front can't afford it! Brothers, let's go!"