Wizards? Gods? Elementalists? Warlocks? Arcanists? Locke looked at the obscure words in the book and felt as if the world had just opened up a door for him.
Furthermore, he noticed that the author of this article did not refer to himself as a certain kingdom or a certain continent. Instead, he referred to himself as a plane.
Plane? What exactly was this? It was difficult for Locke to guess the true meaning of these words just from the superficial meaning.
He put the book away and decided to look into it with Angelina when he got back.
He could borrow books from the library, but it required a lot of points. He had around a thousand points left, but he wasn't sure if it would be enough.
"This book?" A middle-aged female librarian was flipping through the pages of Arcana Journal that Locke had just given her.
"I didn't expect you to find this centuries-old magazine." She seemed to be familiar with it.
Locke remained silent and didn't know how to respond. He'd never heard of such a thing before.
"Eight hundred points. Return it in a month!" The librarian raised her hand and branded the book with a magic brand. She was another high-rank Lehrling.
"Alright." Locke reluctantly handed over his points token. The token that represented more than a thousand points instantly shrank by half.
Locke wasn't in a hurry to go home in the afternoon. Angelina was still doing her experiments, so he didn't know when she'd be home.
He first went to pick Kristin and Suzanne up from their school.
"Brother!" Kristin ignored the strange looks from the others in the academy and jumped into Locke's arms.
"Where are Suzanne and Lia?" Locke asked as he patted Kristin's head.
"Suzanne is studying economics and Lia is doing maths." Kristin had always called Glace her aunt, but she called Suzanne and Lia, who were of the same generation as Glace, big sisters. The confusion in how they addressed each other had been there since the beginning.
It was a well-known female college in Princeton. The area it covered was about the same as the Imperial Academy's branch. There were several teaching buildings that were quite far from each other. He couldn't be bothered to look for them one by one, so he sat at the entrance and waited for them to come out.
Princeton's architectural technology alone was many times better than Faustian's. In Felor, the capital of Faustian, he had yet to see a building with more than four floors, but in Princeton, there were very few buildings with less than three floors in the noble district.
Locke was sitting on the stairs of a ten-metre-tall teaching building, lying down and basking in the sun.
Kristin was like an obedient kitten, quietly enjoying the moment of tranquility as she leaned against him.
At this time, some students were coming and going after classes. Many people were pointing at this strange duo and gossiping.
Although his body was relaxed, Locke was still paying attention to his surroundings.
"Why are you here?" Laffey, who was dressed in a knight's attire, strode towards them with his sword and iron boots.
"I'm here to see you guys." Locke straightened his back and looked at Laffey's attire calmly.
Sure enough, this little maidservant looks better in a martial attire. Locke secretly evaluated her in his heart.
Laffey had also been dragged into the academy by Glace, and she was studying knight subjects. After more than a month of training, the little maidservant's childishness had faded and was replaced by a heroic spirit.
Locke still had some strengthening potions on hand, and he planned to give some to Laffey after a while to help her advance to a low-rank Knecht.
Was Locke really poor? He wasn't. If he sold a few of the precious potions he brought from Faustian, it would be enough to solve his current predicament. It was just that it wasn't time yet.
Most of the time, the value of potions couldn't be measured by money. Locke felt that even if he asked Glace or Angelina for money, he wouldn't sell the potions that were useful to him.
In the afternoon, after picking up the girls, they took a carriage back to the mansion.
Glace had also taken a few elective courses in the academy, but she wasn't a full-time student like Suzanne and Kristin. After all, she wasn't young anymore, and there was a limit to what she could learn in school. She had already learned a lot of knowledge a long time ago.
"Wizards?" Angelina looked at the magazine that Locke had just handed to her and flipped through it curiously.
Locke had only read the first article in Arcana Journal, and he hadn't read the rest yet.
"You don't need to know too much about this now," said Angelina to Locke, who had been waiting for her for a long time. After roughly reading through Arcana Journal, Angelina said to Locke, who had been waiting for her for a long time.
"There are many things that I haven't come into contact with yet, let alone you. Perhaps you'll learn more when you advance to a high-rank Knecht and come into contact with the Hall of Knights. "
Through Angelina's description, Locke knew that whether it was Aomar, Faustian, or any other kingdom on the mainland, becoming a high-rank Knecht was a dividing line. Only those who had become a high-rank Knecht could be accepted by the Hall of Knights, one of the two major organisations.
Only by becoming a high-rank Knecht could one understand the true face of the world.
Casters were slightly better off. As long as they became a mid-rank Lehrling, they would have the opportunity to enter the Sanctum to study. Some talented ones would even be valued by the Sanctum when they were still low-rank Lehrlings.
After studying in the caster faculty for a few months, Angelina had obviously come into contact with things on a deeper level.
Two months ago, the two of them had personally visited Angelina's grand-master, who was said to be a Magister.
He happened to be teaching in the caster faculty, but it was just a nominal position and he didn't really teach the students.
Currently, the mentors who taught Angelina and the other entry-rank Lehrlings were mainly high-rank and mid-rank Lehrlings. In a sense, they could be regarded as their seniors, although they were a little older.
Locke had seen many casters. Apart from Angelina and her classmates, most of them were white-haired old people. There were very few middle-aged and young people.
"Everyone is stuck at the mid-rank Lehrling stage." Angelina sighed. Just like how a knight's bottleneck was at the high-rank Knecht stage, casters also had their own obstacles.
For low-rank casters, mid-rank Lehrling was a hurdle that every caster had to overcome. Only by breaking through could they hope to reach the high-rank Lehrling stage.
At that time, the grand-master promised that as long as Angelina could become a mid-rank Lehrling, he would recommend her to study in the Sanctum. Locke also had to become a high-rank Knecht before Angelina became a mid-rank Lehrling so that they wouldn't be separated.
Locke was also present at that time. He knew very well how far he needed to go in order to achieve his goal.
There were only five years left for the two of them. After five years, the grand-master would end his teaching mission and return to the Sanctum.
It was imperative for him to improve his strength. Fortunately, he had enough potions. All he needed to do was follow the prescribed order and learn various theories and practical knowledge from the mentors in Perseverance. When his foundation was firmer, he would break through the threshold of a mid-rank Knecht.
Two months later, Locke had completed half of the nearly ten knight courses that he had signed up for, be it equestrian lessons, actual combat lessons, or weapons and equipment training lessons.
Locke's aptitude was average, and his ranking in most of the subjects was only average. He was only slightly better in actual combat training. After all, he was a soldier who had been on the battlefield, so he had more experience than others.
Overall, Locke's overall ranking was still at the top, which surprised many people.
Those who were dissatisfied with him also came to challenge him. These noble children were very fond of duels. Locke didn't want to get into trouble at first, but there were endless people who nitpicked on him. He was used to being straightforward in the barracks, so one day, he finally broke out and beat up all those who doubted his ranking and ability.
The ranking of Princeton students was very important. Whether they graduated to a position in the local government or pledged loyalty to the royal family, the top management would first consider the overall ranking of the students. This represented their future.
Locke definitely wouldn't stay in Princeton after graduation. He might return to Faustian or follow Angelina to the Sanctum. What he wanted more was to go out and explore on his own for a few years.
The more knowledge he gained, the more insignificant he felt. He realised that during his time at Princeton, he hadn't gained the most in terms of strength or knowledge. Instead, it was his understanding of the world that was getting more and more blurry.