Maureen opened the door and found a man standing outside the room.

"I'm Carter, a student of the Royal Capital Knight Academy, and a student of Instructor West." Carter showed a faint smile on his face. He was a little surprised and said, "You are Morin, right? The instructor asked me to bring some things to you."

"Thank you." Morin said.

He took the thing from Carter's hand, glanced at it, and knew almost everything.

What West asked Carter to send over was the assessment results forged by West, as well as Morin's knight qualification level, as well as the academy's clothes and related tokens, etc. These are indispensable things for students of the Royal Capital Knight Academy.

The efficiency is quite high.

Maureen gave West a high look.

"Okay, Morin, you just came to the Royal Capital Knight Academy and are not familiar with everything. Come on, I'll take you around." Carter said as he looked at Morin who had put his things away.

Morin had no intention of refusing. He went out and wandered around the Royal Capital Knight Academy with Carter.

Carter had a good personality, quite lively and enthusiastic, and extremely cheerful. He talked as they walked, explaining everything around him very clearly, and Morin gradually got to know the Royal Capital Knight Academy.

Suddenly, there was a shouting sound from the front, mixed with the voices of many young boys and girls, some cheering and some dejected.

Mo Lin frowned, a little confused, and said: "This is..."

"This is the assessment area for students. Everyone who wants to enter the Royal Capital Knight Academy must be assessed here and have their qualifications checked."

Carter explained.

The cheers from the front became louder, and there were bursts of shouting. A young man with a green pheasant look on his face slowly walked over. He seemed a little embarrassed, but tried to straighten his chest, looking heroic and proud.

"Oh my God, what did I see? It's the best fifth-level qualification, and he's so young." Carter was stunned.

He listened to the cheers of others, muttered to himself, and said the boy's name, "Johnny, his name is Johnny."

"It won't be long before Johnny rises rapidly and his name will be remembered by everyone."

As Carter spoke, his eyes were full of envy as he looked at Johnny, even mixed with a hint of indescribable jealousy.

Sure enough, as Johnny revealed his qualifications, not only were the knight boys and girls around him alarmed, but the teachers in charge of recruiting students also stood up and strode towards Johnny with flushed faces, fearing that he would disappear the next moment.

Not only the teachers from the Royal Capital Knight Academy, but also some beautiful girls looked over here, with strange looks in their eyes when they looked at Johnny.

In the blink of an eye, a boy who was just ordinary was sought after by everyone, as if he had become a rising star.

Soon, Johnny was taken away by the enthusiastic mentors, but he left behind a lot of topics, and the atmosphere in the air was warm and lingered for a long time.

"Okay, stop looking. Johnny and I are not from the same world. He will definitely become a second-level knight in the future, and he may even be able to master the mystical power and surpass ordinary mystics." Carter said from the side, seemingly talking to Maureen, but his voice was full of strangeness.

Maureen just smiled softly and said nothing.

With the intervention of Johnny's incident, the originally tense and fierce tests and assessments suddenly became boring, and Carter also seemed absent-minded. After taking Maureen to look around other places casually, he turned and left.

Maureen had dinner in the cafeteria and then slowly returned to her room.

The next day, Maureen left the dormitory and gathered in the teaching area at seven in the morning as Carter had told him before.

There were already a lot of people outside the teaching building, all young boys and girls. They were talking in low voices, with unspeakable enthusiasm and desire in their eyes.

"Okay, calm down."

A faint voice suddenly sounded.

Then, a middle-aged man in a white robe with red patterns embroidered on the edge slowly walked over. He had an elegant face, strong facial lines, a tall and strong body, and was full of strength. At first glance, he gave people an indescribable wildness and fierce explosive power.

"I'm Professor Chuck, the dean of the Royal Capital Knight Academy." The middle-aged man Chuck began to introduce himself, saying, "I'm glad that you can pass the assessment and join our Royal Capital Knight Academy."

"I am honored that our Royal Capital Knight Academy has a group of young people like you coming..."

After Chuck said some nice words, he turned and left. He was just putting on a show.

After Chuck left, some other people came up. They had equally powerful auras and were the mentors responsible for teaching Maureen and the others.

One of the middle-aged ladies was the academic director. She loudly read out some rules and regulations and asked Maureen and the others to follow them and not to offend them, otherwise they would face serious consequences.

After giving instructions and announcing the regulations, the instructors began to grade the incoming students according to the results of the examinations and the qualifications of the tests.

According to different assessment results, students can get different resources and treatments after their qualifications are divided. This is not absolute. As long as they can improve in subsequent assessments, their levels will also change.

A low level can be raised to a high level, and a high level can also be lowered to a low level.

Students will do a lot of practice and skill learning in the first two years, using the Knight Academy method to consolidate their foundations. After that, the instructors will select students to be their secret disciples.

Of course, more students cannot become secret disciples.

Soon, the students were divided into levels.

A low voice suddenly sounded outside the teaching area. The lower-level students looked at the higher-level students silently, with an unspeakable look in their eyes, whether it was envy or jealousy.

Morin was a little surprised. His qualifications and assessment were falsified by West into upper-middle level and he was classified into the second level. This was beyond his expectations.

"Although he is paid for his work, I have to say that West does a very good job." Morin thought silently in his heart.

He once again admired West's ability to get things done with money.

As expected of a professor at the Royal Capital Knight Academy.

"Johnny! Johnny come here!"

After the middle-aged lady and other instructors divided the students into levels, they called Johnny over.

"Director... Jessica." Johnny seemed a little nervous.

"Johnny, good boy, don't be nervous." The middle-aged woman Jessica smiled and said, "We discussed it before and felt that it was inappropriate to classify you at that level, so we decided to let you stay with us and we will take turns to teach you. How about it, are you willing to accept it?"

Johnny's face flushed instantly, he nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, I do!"

Jessica and the other instructors couldn't help but laugh when they saw this scene.

When the students saw this scene, their eyes became red. They were only divided into different levels, and they didn't know whether they could get teaching from the instructors in the future. But Johnny could get instruction from all the instructors directly. How could they not be jealous?

The other side of the Royal Capital Knight Academy.

In a high-rise building.

Chuck stood in front of the tall building, quietly watching the scene in front of him through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"What a charming and fresh scent." Chuck took a deep breath, and an intoxicated look appeared on his face.

He seemed to feel the strong breath of freshness coming from the many young boys and girls below, the youth flying and the rhythm of life.

Chuck's expression suddenly changed, and dark blue patterns appeared on his left face. Those patterns continued to linger and covered his left face, making him look extremely evil.

His left eye turned a deep blue color, and his left lip bulged out, revealing a row of sharp fangs on his left side.

At this time, the person on Chuck's right looked like a normal human, but the face on the other side had turned into a horrible weirdness, like a terrible beast.

As soon as people see his current appearance, they can feel an indescribable chill and fear.

"I left the organization and was transferred to Lionheart Flame King's Capital to serve as the guardian of this area. It has been a while. During this period of time, I devoured many geniuses. Tsk tsk, they are really delicious."

Chuck seemed to have thought of something, with a nostalgic look on his face. He whispered to himself, "Those guys who want to stay in the headquarters are really idiots. Do they really think it's easy to stay in the headquarters? When has the internal struggle of our Gintama Hand ever stopped? If you don't pay attention, you may even lose your life."

"Luckily I came out..."

"Also, I discovered that as long as I swallow the genius, my blood will be purified and changed a little bit. Even though it's only a little bit, it's already very important."

"Bloodline, bloodline, for us warlocks, bloodline is everything to us."

Chuck whispered, his voice filled with unspeakable sighs.

He looked down and his eyes fell on Johnny.

"Johnny."

A snake-like sharp tongue popped out of Chuck's mouth, licked his lips carefully, and then quickly retracted.

Chuck looked at Johnny, then looked at the other people with outstanding qualifications below, and smiled silently.

He turned around and slowly walked towards the desk at the back.

As Chuck turned around, the strange look on the left side of his face kept disappearing, becoming lighter and lighter. By the time he sat in the dean's chair, the strange look on the left side of his face had disappeared completely, without a trace.

He closed his eyes and rested, without showing any abnormality, as if he was an elegant middle-aged man.