Auronne cried every day, in the evening, thinking of her loving parents and her husband in whom she found all the faults. It's true that he had his faults, but he was raised like that, a dragon to his mother, an only son and too dear. But one quality of him was to be kind, gentle but horribly distracted. It is now that he is no longer there that she realized the emptiness left by them.

This is a world of psychopathic freaks! There are rules to follow by the thousands, even to do your "errands" And often you have to pay to go to the toilet. They even invented a tax on toilets and garbage cans...... and even the air you breathe! "Environmental tax on welfare $250/year."

Everything is about money! No wonder that the prison population represents a small country in total.

Auronne broke a nut when she set up her own business and was overwhelmed by the papers. She started to psychoticize the mailbox and vowed to devour the mailman!

However, she had the help of a lawyer and social assistance to help her complete her adult papers: Insurance, urban taxes, water, electricity, heating, social laws, pension funds, mortgage loan. She fell into the trap like thousands of people who did not know the value of money.

Even the gold she had in her personal space, her inventory that she jealously kept, well, you had to justify where and how it came from in order to fight so-called "terrorism".

But since September 11, we have been forcibly sold security at the price of our freedom.

A real mafia plague in a system that economically AND physically crushes protesters. The mafia also gets paid in exchange for "Protection".

Auronne, had understood in no time the madness in the world in which we lived.

The pressure was such that ALL overseas immigrants were homesick, without exception. They loved this world for its peace at first, its tranquility but when they had to face the economic reality, it was working or dying!

Meanwhile, in Anchorage,

We entered our dormitories and the buildings had an indoor garden and a covered passage outside to move from building to building. The pergolas were made of white wood and the red tiles. The rest of the building was made of red bricks.

For some people here it was austere but for us it was an amusement park.!

We each had a single or double room and opted for a double room each.

The rooms were rectangular and there was a window that looked out or into the garden.

Everything here was rectangular.

the floor was covered with carpet and the corridors with a red carpet in the middle.

On the walls, portraits of American presidents and the great battles of American history.

There was a white wooden desk along the left wall and another along the right wall.

2 wardrobes and 2 maids to study, a fixed computer each and 2 beds.

The toilets and showers were at the end of the corridor.

There was air conditioning and a small fridge to keep drinks cool and a coffee machine as well as a clic clac couch that could be unfolded into an extra bed and a TV.

Game consoles were prohibited in the establishment.

There was 24-hour access to the library and labs and workshops under the supervision of a teacher.

Once our things were tidied up, a doorphone via TV called us to the main courtyard.

We all had to be dressed in our uniforms and if our outfit was incorrect, we would be put in a room immediately where we would shave your hair and put you back in your clothes properly. They only do it the first time and then they do it the first time and then they do the sanctions, deductions etc....

I was all excited to come back to school, I was dying to make up for all this lost time!

I couldn't take it anymore!..

But I was stuffed with snack food and I wanted live food to absorb mana! I was still a magical creature!

Taatatatata!

The bugle was sounded to remind us that it was an elementary school but a cadet school! Discipline was strict there!..

GENERAL RALLY!

The loudspeakers shouted.

The girls were in square rows on the right and the boys on the left.

Then an officer positioned himself in front of a small piece of furniture, a kind of wooden stand with an American flag on the right and another with eagles and the stand had a cloth with the insignia of the Anchorage school.

A microphone was installed there.

He raked his throat and tapped the microphone and everyone kept quiet.

"Dear students from all over, The Anchorage Military Academy College welcomes you."

This school will make you men and teach you notions of honour, respect for the nation and duty. You will also learn not to tolerate injustice or any crime.

Here, no social or ethnic or racial differences. You all have a uniform and a number. So you are all equal. I therefore welcome you. Our respective teachers here will guide you to your respective classes.

Students will have to elect a representative of their class. "

We entered a larger building made of granite stones and very high.

In front of it there was a recess closed by square windows / doors made of an aluminium frame.

The corners, on the ground floor, were overlooked by oval windows where there was a guard on each side. On one side it was the entry control room, with metal detectors for security and on the right, the exit room where we controlled who could enter or exit, check the permissions and authorized exits.

At the entrance, parents or other foreigners at the school had to have the authorization of a teacher or have an appointment with the headmaster who acted as the general director of the school/school part.

The large covered hall was therefore closed at the entrance by the 2 huge windows / doors and access to the inner courtyard was not made by 2 other large French windows.

The Hall was very high and we could get into it together as a dragon, but it was unthinkable.

On the right, we had access to a long corridor that led to 3 stairwells and 2 elevator shafts.

On the left of the stairs, as in a theatre, there was an audience, which served as festival halls, a huge theatre that could accommodate 3000 people.

So we entered through the wide open doors and teachers welcomed us.

A lady Mrs. Jadoul, professor of Latin and Greek received us in her position.

She had lost it in her stories and had a slow motion, like a sword dance and her singing voice. She could make people laugh, but her charisma offered terrible pressure. In addition, her husband was the principal of another college on the military campus. He was a powerful, fair person, but one with whom we didn't joke.

There were 29 of us in our class but there were a majority of girls, I think there were 6 of us.

Whether it was intended or not, it promised to be fun! From the very first moment, the girls were looking at me strangely.

Maybe it was my joy that was sweating? (I think it must have been my blissful smile and predatory pressure).

Without knowing it, unconsciously, humans departed from the maximum they could, as if one naturally departed from a lion without seeing it but just feeling its presence without seeing it.

We went to our respective classes and Argentrix (Chloe) disappeared into the crowd, a little panicked not to see me anymore.

I was a little panicked too, but I had been to school before the plane crash at the beginning of my adventure, so I knew what to expect.

We were given sheets of paper and a pencil, pencil, eraser and calculator.

Then, the material distributed was explained to us:

"These are not your final classes. We'll do an assessment of your knowledge. You come from many different backgrounds, different countries and some other continents, (she stared at me for a moment, so that the class would not turn to her gaze)

We will see your knowledge in math, history, English, foreign languages, geography and science, morality and. Then we will do sports evaluations and if you have specific skills, we will test them for you.

The goal is to know if you are placed in primary school or in middle school.

Normally you enter college at the age of 12, but here age is of no importance.

This school and this system allow you to give the best of yourself."

Then we were given a MCQ, and a series of psychological tests and IQ (Intellectual Quotient).

The tests lasted all afternoon.

My knowledge through blood and Merlin allowed me to excel in mathematics

But I still needed a solid foundation. I had answered engineers' questions at the very end.

The IQ tests, I didn't know

I decided not to use the power of blood because I was in danger of waltzing with adults and I wanted to have fun with friends of my age.

After 5 hours of testing, we all went to the canteen.

It was on the sixth floor.

Many students fled this place to eat outside and had signed permission to leave from their parents.

You could also bring your food and eat your bread and there were microwave ovens. I didn't know that trick.

I was starving! And my butt was in compote.

Argentrix jumped around my neck and many turned around.

"Shhh, people are watching us! Were those your tests?"

"I'm afraid I've given up, I have nothing in history, except what we learned in immigration and that's all, in math, I know nothing about algebra, I only know the stone abacus and magic for calculating solutions."

"Did you use magic?"

Yes!

"Watch out!"