In the early morning, there are two long teaching halls next to the square. Together with the middle part, it surrounds the square like the word "tong". The reason why teaching halls are used instead of buildings is because the appearance and internal buildings are consistent with each other.
The school buildings that Lorraine Hill remembers are very different.
Climbing up the wide steps, there is a row of neat and tall columns. Inside is a tall dome like a church and a wide and empty corridor hall. On both sides are huge classrooms.
The teaching halls are all made of frost limestone. The stone is dense and strong. It has a certain degree of extraordinary resistance and is not easy to break. In this way, it can withstand the impact of students casting magic without collapsing at any time. In the early years, the inner side of the wall was
During construction, anti-magic patterns were specially engraved to increase its strength.
The classroom that used to be quiet in the past was extremely lively today. Many freshmen followed the signs and walked past one by one, looking for the classroom to which they belonged.
"Relax a little bit."
"Haha, isn't this nice?"
"Why are they all white? I want to get a big red one."
"Do I need to add a lion's mane?"
"Yes, the gold and red ones are more handsome."
In a large lecture hall, sunlight shines in from the five-meter-high vertical window, illuminating groups of excited young people inside. Most of them are wearing white cloaks, and some are still adjusting.
Because they are all freshmen, it is difficult for the school to provide everyone with suitable uniforms within half a day, so all first-year students are uniformly issued white capes with gray collars. This not only makes everyone look the same on the surface, but also has a sense of beauty.
, and it does not affect personal wearing preferences. At the same time, the cloak is also compatible with various body types, and there are several models of large, medium and small.
Lorraine Hill was holding the cloak that had just been given to her in her hand, ready to go aside and put it on.
The cloak is not thin. The outer back is white, with a satin sheen, and feels smoother. The inner lining is light gray, softer to the touch, and has a bit of velvet feel. The overall quality of the cloak is very good.
From Hill's observation, this should be a silver-level quality creation.
As mentioned before, silver-grade fabrics are often rarer and more precious. This cloak is not only good-looking, it can be worn to keep out the wind and keep warm. It can also be worn when it rains and is waterproof. It can be used as a blanket in the wild.
Use it as a cushion to sleep on and cover, or even as a bag to carry some things.
Even on the battlefield, the cloak can prevent some weak arrows from penetrating directly into the flesh.
In terms of practicality, the cloak does have many uses. It is no wonder that Emenas uses it to replace the school uniforms of freshmen. The truly fitting Emenas uniforms can only be made after the second graders advance to the fourth university level.
Customized. (In addition, Emenas does not charge tuition.)
"Lorain, can you help me take a look and see if it's crooked?" Letis put it on, turned around and asked.
"Well, okay."
"Are you ready, Niya?" Alena asked her roommate who was helping her clean up behind the scenes.
"Okay, that's it." Niya raised her head to show that she had taken care of it.
"Thank you Nia."
Several girls helped each other get dressed, and there were more and more people in the classroom. New students kept coming in, registering at the door, and then receiving suitable cloaks. Young men and women gathered together, introduced themselves to each other, and soon they were chattering.
We became familiar with each other.
The school's new students come from a wide range of sources. Not only can you see orcs with animal ears and horns, but you can also see Orientals wearing long-sleeved robes. Although they all speak common language, there are some differences in the accents of different places.
It’s really a mixture of north and south, with very different styles.
"Who is that girl opposite? She's so pretty."
"You must have said this a dozen times today. I think you have been single for a long time, and you feel good about anyone you meet." The roommate next to him was adjusting his clothes without looking up.
"It's really beautiful. Her hair is like golden threads, and her skin is as white as a shell. It's so beautiful, ah..."
"What's wrong with you? It's suddenly stuck..." The boy straightened his buttons and raised his head to see what happened.
In the faint morning light, a black-haired girl turned sideways and tied a belt on the blond friend in front of her. Her white jade-like fingers moved flexibly and tied the rope into a bow. Her face could be vaguely seen in the sparse sunlight.
The slight fluff on his face, his quiet and clear eyes, and his focused and serious expression are like a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, deeply reflected in the minds of the people around him.
"...I think you are right this time."
Some boys and girls in the class began to secretly look at the black-haired girl. Letis was actually very good-looking, a blond lady from a wealthy family, but people just liked the rare exotic style. That rare oriental softness was indeed rare.
"Is she also in our class?"
"Sure, they are all in our classroom."
"I feel like I'm in love, what should I do?"
"Come on, you are in heat all day long, you really need to calm down."
"Do you dare to say that you are not tempted?"
"this......"
"Rock, look at the girl by the window."
"Yes, I saw it." A young man with short burgundy hair looked up, then lowered his head and continued to register the form.
"Aren't you tempted, Rock?" the roommate next to him said.
"What's the use of being tempted? Those people are destined not to be in the same world as us." Rock continued to immerse himself in writing.
"That's true, this is indeed your style." The roommate next to him smiled.
After the freshmen in the classroom were dressed neatly, under the guidance of the class teacher, they began to stand in the square in the class area, and then waited quietly.
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White cloaks were neatly draped, and the teams were as neat as squares. Whether viewed from the front or sideways, they could form straight lines. The sun in the morning was not warm, and the sky was pure blue, with not a trace of clouds in sight. Then
After the freshmen arrived and stood up, bursts of music sounded along with the prelude.
On both sides of the high white podium are two rows of bands, including drummers, violinists, pianists, trumpeters, etc., but judging from their faces, they should all be senior students in the school. This group of people is not
More or less, about 100 people on each side.
As the end of the prelude slowly fell, a man in a gray robe walked onto the podium. His hair was a little gray, but he still looked very strong. He looked about 50 years old. He was the dean of the Central School Building.
"Welcome to Emenas!" A loud voice spread throughout the audience.
"Whether you come from the distant world south of the South China Sea, or the inaccessible area north of the north, whether you come from the kingdom of dragons in the east, or the windy city in the west. Here, please put aside all the prejudices of the past for the time being.
Treat every student you meet with an equal and respectful perspective."
"This world has given birth to countless races and civilizations. Life grows freely and willfully, and in different environments and experiences, each has its own style and customs."
"No matter who you are or what race you are, you all hope your life will get better and better and become happier."
"So I hope that everyone can understand and recognize those things that are different from themselves based on such a consensus, and try to look at the surroundings with an objective and pertinent attitude."
"And I also hope that everyone can see from each other the thousands of different beauties that exist in this world. Even if there are flaws, even if they need to be changed, you still like this imperfect world, and the most glorious thing is to become a
The fire protectors of civilization, the defenders of order and civilization. Together we protect this hard-won world."
"This was also the philosophy and wish of the first generation of sages when they founded Emenas."
"Before the horrific disaster of Chaos, races and civilizations around the world stood together for the first time and composed a great epic. We also hope that through your hands, we can continue to write this epic."
"Although we are all just ordinary and ordinary individuals, I still believe that even ordinary people can do extraordinary things, and even achieve heroic deeds in the end."
"Now that you have stepped into Emenas, the road to glory has begun for you."
"Are you ready?"
"Embark on the path of a hero!"
As the dean finished his words, soothing music sounded from both sides, and a grand chorus sounded in the square.
[The wind is calling towards the journey to the future
[The world waits with open arms and joy
[Open your heart and feel the great power
[My heart is surging and I take firm steps
[In the endless legend
[Full of surprising encounters...at this moment
[The Road to Heroes
[Already unfolding at this moment
[The road to reality
[Already unfolding at this moment
[Let’s go on the road together towards the end of faith
[If we work together, we can achieve anything
[And now come on, let us stick togetherbr/>[Open a new door and move forward bravely
[You only live once
[What should I choose at this moment?
[The Road to Heroes
[Already unfolding at this moment
[Road to Glory
[Already unfolding at this moment
The lyrics are not complicated, and the melody is simple and repeated. But even if you hear it again many years later, it still makes people feel excited. The first dream and the purest flower are still blooming deep in the heart.
