Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Admission Notice and Preparation
Back home, planning to take a good rest for a few days without anything to do, Aiven was hurriedly called back to the ship by Gel the next day and met a mysterious guest.
“Aiven, this is Mr. Brown, steward of Count Tuya.”
“Mr. Brown, this is my nephew, Aiven.”
Though Aiven was a bit puzzled, he still politely shook hands with this middle-aged man who had a similar aura to Grandpa Leo.
“Mr. Aiven, you are truly a promising young man. If His Lordship the Count knew that his property’s new owner is such an outstanding youth, he would certainly be very pleased!”
The middle-aged steward named Brown, seeing his Captain’s insignia, made a slight compliment before getting down to business, bowing slightly with the most standard and elegant posture: “Colonel, Mr. Aiven is here, so let’s begin.”
“…”
Half an hour later, the uncle and nephew sent off Mr. Brown, the steward of Count Tuya, with Aiven holding a parchment contract document and a sealed envelope, his head still somewhat dizzy.
The contract document was proof representing a change in fixed property ownership, with the names of Count Tuya and Aiven signed in the positions of the donor and the recipient.
This meant that the ownership of a sizable plantation and its affiliated staff now belonged to Aiven.
This “Vanilla Plantation” located on the Southern Continent produced high-quality coffee beans and spices, fully equipped with competent management personnel and a sufficient number of slaves. Aiven didn’t have to worry about a thing, as he could earn a net income of about a thousand Golden Lions each year after deducting expenses, while sitting at home.
What is the concept of a thousand Golden Lions? It is equivalent to the head belonging to “One-Eyed Becky,” which a group of people fought hard for, equivalent to ten six-year-old horses in their prime condition, equal to the salary of the kingdom’s most elite Royal Guard Musketeers for ten years!
From now on, Aiven had become what he desperately pursued in his previous life but could not obtain–a person with property. No, an owner of a village! The document showed that the plantation’s area was no smaller than any village and its affiliating fields in Aiven’s previous life.
Even if Aiven retired from the Navy directly now, he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.
Besides.
The other thing in Aiven’s hand, that thin envelope, might be more valuable than the plantation in the eyes of some people.
Because it was a notice of admission to the Royal Navy Academy of the Phaletis Kingdom without examination!
Although it was just a six-month short-term training course, having a learning experience at the Royal Navy Academy significantly impacted the future of a Navy Officer.
Aiven compared it to whether or not someone had attended the Huangpu Military Academy during a turbulent era in his previous life. The difference in promotion difficulty and prospects between Huangpu alumni and ordinary soldiers is evident.
Despite the impression that the Navy is chronically short-staffed due to route exploration, geographical discoveries, and colonial expansion, always recruiting, the number of excellent naval talents emerging in the kingdom each year is naturally considerable.
As the kingdom’s top military academy, the Royal Navy Academy, whether in terms of faculty or the political significance it represents, makes these naval elites flock to break their heads to compete for the limited short-term training slots.
This is not merely an admission qualification; it is an opportunity for non-academically trained Navy Officers to leap forward.
Even if they learn nothing due to a lack of foundation at the Academy, merely meeting the most outstanding young Naval Officers of that term and making connections with the powerful faculty would be worth the price.
Moreover, in this Extraordinary World, as a member of the Pan Continent organization “Red Maple Academy Alliance,” purely in terms of teaching quality and the mysteries hidden behind the academy, it is worthy of being called a world-class institution.
Not only is it the cradle of Navy Officers, but it is also the best window for every aspiring Extraordinary on the path of transcending to contact the world’s hidden sides.
So the admission threshold is raised infinitely high.
Even with the potential and achievements Aiven has shown, such a good thing definitely wouldn’t have come his way without two or three years of experience and Gel’s efforts.
Aiven knew that the first piece of Ocean Treasure he had acquired, “Shipwreck Elegy,” was quite valuable, but he felt that acquiring it was more like finding a loophole, thinking his contribution didn’t match the returns he received.
“Uncle Gel, these things…” Just as he opened his mouth, Gel put his arm around his shoulders, sitting him down on the temporary guest room’s sofa, jokingly explaining:
“Relax, Aiven! Did you think a piece of Ocean Treasure is only worth this much? This is just part of the transaction. Your uncle isn’t some pedantic guy; a piece of Ocean Treasure at the level of ‘Shipwreck Elegy’ wouldn’t be sold cheaply.
Over time, the ‘balance payment’ will continue to arrive, and with this operation’s harvest in eradicating the Shark Tooth Pirate Gang, it will only increase.”
Without giving Aiven a chance to refuse, Gel continued:
“What you need to do now is make good use of these resources and grow up quickly. In this era, whatever you want to do, you can’t do it without power.
However, if you have resources but fail to meet my requirements, I won’t agree to it!
Furthermore, there’s a rumored hidden secret inside the Navy Academy, so if you get the chance, make sure to seize it as it holds tremendous significance for your growth in another career.”
“Uncle Gel, I won’t let you down!” Since Gel said so, Aiven naturally wouldn’t disappoint his kindness, solemnly promising him.
Moreover, a faint curiosity about the secret Gel mentioned arose in him, and he started to eagerly anticipate the upcoming schooling life.
Could it be more than just a gilded journey?
…
In the dim attic, with a gas lamp lit, Aiven held a quill pen, writing something on a desk.
Scribble, scribble, scribble…
The young man was focused, and a parchment was filled with various texts, drawings, and lines as the work progressed towards its conclusion.
“Finally completed! ‘Galliot Bird Transformation Technique 1.0′”
Aiven, having long planned to establish his own witchcraft research project, at last had enough accumulated knowledge from the basic understanding gained from Tru’s consciousness to begin. He intended to realize this plan before his official departure.
After a week of continuous revisions and improvements, the final result was this written accomplishment. Well, at least in theory, it should be feasible.
He had always wanted to modify creatures similar to the special type in the Crow Witch’s possession that could use “Witchcraft Loss of Will,” and this version of the “Galliot Bird Transformation Technique 1.0” initiated that idea.
Because Wizard Apprentice Tru, although widely knowledgeable and understanding a lot of witchcraft-related common sense, had fragmented foundational knowledge, with few practical witchcraft spells mastered and most being quite useless.
Whether this was due to Tru having limited knowledge himself or the incomplete knowledge imprint obtained by the clash of Spiritual Power was unknown.
However, truth be told, if Tru had been a powerful Wizard Apprentice with both knowledge and power, Aiven would not have defeated him easily, nor could he have gained part of his knowledge by accident.
So he was very content and not the least bit resentful.
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