Barlow Münster, a name no one in Flan City doesn’t know, is the only son of Viscount Münster, the sole heir to the future title of Viscount Münster, a presence no one dares to provoke in Flan under Münster 's authority, and, frankly, he’s a second-generation ancestor.
And the arrogant and vindictive nature of the young nobleman is also known in the city, along with the family name of Münster.
A graceful shell with a rotten inside, that's what Mo Li said about him.
"I wonder what the busy Young Master wants from me?" Mo Li asked, pretending not to understand, and frankly he didn't want to waste his time with him.
"Heh, what I want from you?" Barlow came closer with a fake smile, and two sidekicks along with him.
"What does I want from you, you don’t know about that?"
Mo Li pretended to be dumb and dazed made Barlow so angry.
This brat cost himself the succession of a piece of land, and the next day he dared to show up at the academy as if nothing had happened, using the tuition provided by his family.
"If Barlow wants to find trouble with me there is no need to do so, moreover, we’re in the school, a public place, you should restrain yourself and not to tarnish the reputation of the nobility." Mo Li, who has seen the warmth and coldness of the world, knows well what these noble young masters are afraid of.
No matter how these nobles who claim to be noble-blooded, they can't call their sidekicks like a street gangster to find trouble of poor people like themselves, for them, these small roles are not worth such a big effort.
"You! ...... Hehe, go and see, you will regret what you did. Just wait, you are not far from bad luck. Dropping this cruel sentence, Barlow glanced at Mo Li and left with his sidekicks.
"Take your time." Mo Li is familiar to this kind of threat, anyway, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and the more he is threatened, the happier he is. Now that we've torn our faces off, there's nothing to be afraid of.
There are two ways to walk into the college gate, one is on the left and one is on the right. The left is the noble school district, where the commoners stop, and the right is the normal school district, which is commonly known as the commoner school district.
While it is the same academy, the two districts are very different.
The contrast between the marble lofts of the aristocratic school district and the cluster tile houses of the civilian school district is so striking that it is even impossible to believe that this is the same school. How can the aristocrats be known as aristocrats without showing off their privileges, and thus show that they are different from the commoners?
The natural way to show that they are different from the common people is to let everyone know that they are the ones who are blessed and favored by Goddess Sera.
The teahouse, the gym, and library are all available in the noble school district, but of course, these things are not available in the normal school district, and even if there were, these are not affordable for poor students.
This academy is no different from other ordinary academies, and is taught in groups, at least on the civilian side.
Mo Li's class is located in the southeast corner of the civilian section, delayed by the uneducated young master, unsurprisingly, the mean tutor would roll his eyes to him.
What Mo Li didn't expect was that when he pushed the door open, the tutor didn't even look at him.
This mean old man, who has always looked down on civilian students, didn't give him a hard time. The sun came out of the west?
Mo Li crossed the podium with doubts and went to the second to last row, his own 'VIP throne'.
"Okay, now checking the attendance, Bannon, Modo, Jacek ........." The old tutor flipped through the attendance list and started to check without raising his eyes.
"Wait, Professor, you forgot to call my name." In the normal order, Mo Li came after the student named Modo, however, today what’s wrong about him, He skipped his name.
"Who are you?" The old man lifted his eyes and looked at Mo Li with an expressionless face. "Do we have you as a student in our class?"
What does that mean?
"? Professor, did I do something wrong offended you?" I don't know how can he pretend he doesn’t know me.
"There's a lot of things you've done wrong." The mentor snorted coldly. "Mo Li, your name has been canceled from the academy, from now on you are no longer a student of my Flan Academy, so go wherever you want."
the students around Mo Li looked at him with pity or gloating.
Then Mo Li realized what the young master meant when he said, 'You're not far from bad luck'.
Obviously, the Münster family withdrew their tuition support, but that was expected.
"Professor, you can't stop a person who is seeking education, and it's not in line with the teachings of our Lord Sera." Mo Li tried to argue.
"A seeker for learning is noble in his own right, yet you, Mo Li, just an undereducated brat, who is usually have opinions about the doctrine, and now you want to stay? Such an opportunist like you would have been burned as a cultist in the reckoning movement hundreds of years ago! Even though you are dead, the goddess Sera will not redeem your soul ......."
Here we go again .........
Facing the old man who was talking about Sera all the time, Mo Li rolled his eyes.
The goddess Sera, believe it or not, she is not going to reward him for being a believer anyway.
"Okay, I get it, Professor, it's just about the tuition, right, I'll give it to you this afternoon"
"Hmph, how can a poor kid like you get the money to pay tuition?" The old Professor had disdain all over his face. "You offended the noble family, you'll be out of luck."
"Of course there is a way out, if I can't get the tuition money by tomorrow, you can cancel my name by then Professor."
"Wait until you can get it." The old Professor was unconcerned, obviously not believing that Mo Li, a poor man with a poor family, could raise enough money for tuition.
No matter what, the morning was over.
Mo Li sighed as he walked down the street during the lunch break.
"Goo Goo Goo ........" His stomach also shows its protest for being hungry.
"Tsk." Mo Li rubbed her stomach, which was deflated and empty, and recalled what Elsa had said to him.
'A dragon eats dozens of times more than a human in a day or more.'
"Okay, okay, don't goo, I can't even afford the tuition, where can I get the money to get food and to feed you?" Mo Li said slyly.
But ......
"So hungry, so hungry, still so hungry ........" The tone of the voice gradually became higher and sharper, Mo Li froze, and then looked at the pendant in front of his chest, which, at this moment, emitted a light-colored glow.
Oh no! Is it because it's too hungry that the dragon form is forcing itself to come out?!
