Meet the principal

There are no rental carriages in the villa area, but there are not many people walking here at night. Through the guardrail, you can see that most of the villas are lit up, so it is not too dark. Lena thought it was after dinner. of walking.

The road was marked, so he didn't get lost and quickly walked out of this residential area.

Outside the residential area is a commercial street with bright lights and people coming and going, having a good time at night.

Reiner noticed that many young people were wearing uniform robes, which should be the uniforms of Astor Academy of Advanced Magic. They were either gathering in the tavern, toasting and drinking, or discussing something in the coffee shop, or Or chat happily with some snacks in front of a roadside stall.

This reminded Reiner of his student days. After studying, he would sneak out of the school and have a meal with his friends in the snack street called "Backstreet" that is found in every university.

There was a smile on his face unconsciously, and he walked slowly down the street.

Soon, Reiner noticed that outside each store, there was an old man pushing a trolley back and forth.

"Would you like the specialty burrito? Iced Coke is also available."

She shouted in a low voice, but most pedestrians did not stop because of this. To them, the food in those shops was more attractive than the food sold by an unknown old man.

Some drunken young people even chased the old man away with disgust, as if she had some infectious disease on her body, and even grabbed the wine bottle.

"Go away, old woman, don't come near us."

The man's tone was harsh, and the people around him had already grabbed him. He seemed to be drunk, and he turned all the troubles he encountered during the day into harsh words towards this strange old man.

He kicked the cart, causing it to lose its balance and roll over on the ground. The aromatic burritos were also scattered on the ground, which was a pity.

Reiner witnessed all this, and he had no intention of meddling in other people's business, but the student who noticed his eyes didn't think so.

"You guy, what are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied?"

He was completely drunk, his eyes were blurry, and he didn't know how much consciousness he still had.

His companions looked embarrassed and apologized to Reiner with their eyes. They saw Reiner's one-ring mage mark.

I thought they were classmates from the same school.

"Damn, that guy destroyed my paper again. He must have done it on purpose. Do I really have to pay him?"

The drunk man burst into tears, his face flushed, and he yelled something loudly.

It seemed that he no longer cared about Reiner's intentions. The classmates around him took him away, leaving only the overturned trolley and the old woman packing it up.

The old woman said nothing. Although the food that fell on the ground was no longer edible, she still picked it up one by one with her hands, put it into a bag, and prepared to throw it into the public trash can. The old man's movements were very slow. But very seriously.

"Old man, stop picking it up."

Reiner said something, and then quickly cleared the ground with his mage's hands, and then helped lift the cart up, making the old woman raise her head.

At night, although there were street lights shining on him, he still couldn't see clearly. Reiner saw that the white-haired old man's eyes were not indifferent, but clearly shone with a little brilliance.

"Thank you, classmate."

She obviously regarded Reiner as a student in the college. She wiped her hands with a towel that had obviously been used for a long time. The old woman took out a bottle of black drink from the cabinet of the trolley and handed it to Reiner.

"This is a thank you gift for your help."

That's a bottle of Crescent Coke.

"This drink from the south is very popular among young people. Maybe you haven't tried it before."

"No, I drank it, thank you."

Not only has he drunk it, but in fact, the inventor of this novel drink that is currently popular in the mainland is none other than Reiner.

Reiner smiled and took the bottle. It was a simple package without the mage card. It was specially sold by steam trains, airships and some scattered merchants.

The glass bottle was extremely cold, and a layer of dewdrops quickly condensed on the surface. It seemed that cooling methods such as ice cubes were used in the cabinet to keep the Coke at a low temperature. Although the old man was old, he was still familiar with the new product. Things are still quite researched.

He skillfully opened the bottle cap and took a sip. The taste was still the same as before.

"Old man, you shouldn't sell things on this street. Those shops attract most of the people. You can go to the commercial streets selling clothes."

Reiner suggested casually, but the old man shook his head.

"I have weak legs and feet. I live nearby and can't walk too far."

She spoke with a slight northern accent, and it was obvious that the old woman was not from Trestan.

Reiner nodded and took another sip of the Coke in his hand.

Since the bottle needed to be recycled, he simply stood next to the old woman and prepared to drink it before leaving.

"By the way, you students who are studying magic in school, do you know how to meet the people on the thesis review committee?"

Seeing that Reiner had a good attitude, the old woman asked.

"Thesis Review Committee, what do you want from them?"

Reiner was a little surprised. This old man was definitely not a mage, and he didn't look like one of those people who blocked the door hoping that his thesis would be re-evaluated. What was she going to do with the essay review committee?

"Haha, I have a paper here that I want them to read."

The old woman's words surprised Reiner, but he didn't show it on his face, but asked calmly.

"Old man, have you studied magic? How come you can write papers?"

Hearing Reiner's words, the old woman smiled, feeling a little helpless.

"It's not a paper written by me. I don't even know a few words, so how could I write those things. This is my son's paper."

Hearing this, Reiner frowned.

Apparently, the son's thesis was rejected, so he wanted to seek re-examination by the thesis review committee. However, he did not expect that he was not even willing to do it himself, and even had to rely on his mother's help.

Moreover, Reiner looked at the old man up and down. In fact, she was not that old, but her hair was gray, the clothes she wore were very old, had many patches, and her hands were full of calluses. It was obvious that she was in... During long-term labor.

For a stupid idea, he actually dragged his mother down. This kind of gnawing at the old people really made Reiner a little despised.

Reiner was glad that his identity was not exposed, otherwise the old man might pester him to review the paper. He drank the remaining Coke in one gulp and handed the bottle back to the old man. After thinking about it, Reiner took out two silver coins. , quietly put it into the old woman's pocket.

Although he didn't like these people who were addicted to their own world, Reiner was still a little generous because of how hard this old woman worked for his son.

"Old lady, I think you should advise your son to focus on the right things and stop thinking about illusory things."

In the end, Reiner persuaded him. Without listening to the other party's response, he left directly, called a rental carriage at the street corner, and left the street without looking back.