Chapter 276: Someone from the Bachelor's Tower
"Sir, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Count Grayman."
The person in front of you bowed slightly, slowly and elegantly. Sit slowly on the sofa.
This is a young man with thick glasses, a slightly thin figure, and wearing a simple blue robe.
Paul found a familiar feeling in the other person - arrogant but not arrogant, feeling superior but not impolite.
By the way, it’s just like the feeling I had when I first came into contact with these two scholars, Ladi Setia or Betty Dias. I obviously felt that the other person was looking down upon you and taking them away. , but you can't accuse them specifically. The other person's manners and words are impeccable, and the temperament they exude makes you convinced.
Paul asked: "Sister Langdon, do you know why you came to the Northwest Bay?"
The other party called himself Mond Langdon and was also a scholar. This is nothing, the key is that he is from the Imperial Capital Bachelor Tower of the Gabela Empire, and he has produced accurate identification.
Compared to ordinary scholars, this level of status is very different.
The Bachelor's Tower in the Imperial Capital of Gabela, just like Harvard in Paul's previous life, is a first-class academic institution in the world. In this era of scarcity of knowledge, its status is even more unique than the former.
Many famous figures in history have studied there, and countless dignitaries and even princes and nobles have rushed to send their children there in order to be coated with a layer of shiny gold paint.
It would be even more extraordinary if you get the title of bachelor in it. No matter whether you are from a noble family or a commoner, or even from a slave family, as long as you have the title of bachelor in the bachelor tower, you are the leader of all countries. A guest of the royal court.
Of course, the recruitment standards for the Bachelor's Tower are also strict. It is probably quite difficult for rural lords in remote areas like the former Graiman family to send someone in.
The reputation of the Maester's Tower is well-known even in the northwest bay, and the servant was shocked when he reported that such a person had come to visit. Paul did not dare to neglect and entertained this guest with great vigor.
"My lord, the earl, is joking. I haven't graduated yet and am not qualified to be titled [Bachelor]."
After hearing what Paul called him, a rare trace of panic appeared on Mond's face.
Paul smiled and complimented him: "Haha, sooner or later it will happen, sooner or later it will happen."
I can tell from your hairline that it has already begun to work for you. The title of bachelor was waving the flag.
Mond's face turned slightly red, with a hint of shyness in his expression: "The reason why I came to disturb the Earl is because I have something to ask for."
"Oh?" Paul was surprised. With the energy of your seniors or [alumni], do you still need to beg me? What role can I play in what they can't handle?
"Please listen to me, Lord Earl, and start from the beginning."
"Okay, then you go ahead and tell me."
Mond Langdon spoke happily.
“My teacher traveled to the Northwest Gulf 10 years ago and met a civilian child in a fishing village along the coast. He thought the child was extremely intelligent, so he considered accepting him as his student. .”
"It's just that his parents were reluctant to let such a young child leave their side, so the teacher made an agreement with them to take the child to study in Gabela when he grew up a little."
"In the past 10 years, the teacher and I have I have been to the Northwest Bay several times to visit him, and I also helped him complete his enlightenment education. I came here this time to take him to the Gabela Imperial Capital for further study."
Paul was extremely surprised after hearing this. Whose child is so lucky? It's not just smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, it's like breathing fire.
Although the Bachelor's Tower, like the Church, claims to be independent of one's origin, the reality is always different from the ideal. Academic pursuits also cost money, and scholars also need to eat and drink. In addition to regular allocations from the Gabela royal family, they also receive large amounts of social donations every year. Due to various reasons, the vast majority of people in this organization are the children of high-ranking officials, and there are very few people who are truly from civilian backgrounds.
It's really... it's really... that this kind of good thing didn't happen to me just because of a chance encounter with a bachelor?
Paul made a surprised expression: "It turns out that a remote place like our Northwest Bay has received such a distinguished person as your teacher. So do you need my help to find this child? Oh? Strange, didn't you still come in the meantime? Have you seen it a few times? Have they moved?" Mond Langdon hesitated: "It's not... it's just... it's just..."
"What? It doesn’t matter.”
Mond whispered: “My lord, this child...is in your prison now”
Is he in my prison? What's going on? Has the little bastard learned something bad? It would be really stupid not to cherish such a good opportunity.
Looking at Paul's slightly surprised look, Mond further explained: "Your Majesty, the village where he lives has been cooking salt for generations. Not long ago..."
Mond's final voice was like a mosquito, but Paul already understood what was going on.
“What’s his name?”
“It’s a boy named [Kevin]. If I remember correctly, he should be almost 16 years old now.”
< br>"Kevin..." Paul said the name repeatedly.
He soon remembered that this kid was ranked very high on the list of 50 people. The report said that the direct cause of the riot was him.
Kevin was the first to see through Baden’s so-called [war tax] lie, and then encouraged the villagers to go to Baden for an explanation. In the end, he even wanted to bargain with Baden on the condition of not reporting him. In exchange for Baden charging less tax.
At first Paul couldn’t believe it when he saw this. Is this really a 15-year-old child with such insight and courage? Now I understand a little bit, it turns out that this kid is indeed extraordinary.
Paul smiled playfully and asked in a bad tone: "Mr. Scholar, do you want to get people from my cell?"
"Uh... that's it."< br>
Paul spread his hands: "Oh! This is really embarrassing for me. Do you know how much trouble this kid has caused me?"
It is completely different from the enthusiastic attitude just now.
Mond's face turned red: "I know that this is indeed a merciless request, but please, Lord, please let him go for once because he is still young. Moreover, the source of this seemingly incident It was also because of the unkindness of the tax collectors that Kevin’s initial actions were not unreasonable, but the development of the situation exceeded his ability to control. I believe that the child was later coerced by others.”
Hmph, it turns out that the investigation has been completed.
"Mr. Scholar, no matter what the reason is, no matter whether he was later blackmailed or not, what he did violated my laws after all. After seeing through the lies of the tax collector at the beginning, he can report it to the lord's palace! Just because you let him go, wouldn't it mean that I am not strict in enforcing the law in the eyes of others? Where is my authority as a lord? That Baden has been severely punished by me."
"This..."
Paul pinched the thumb and index finger of his right hand together intentionally or unintentionally: "If you think about it again, what's the truth?"
"This..."< br>
"Ahem! If... if... I gain more by letting him go than I lose..."
What a nerd, Paul tried his best to imply.
Mond seemed to understand.
"Lord Earl, if you let him go, you will gain the friendship of the Bachelor's Tower."
Sorry, I am on a business trip these days...
(End of this chapter)