The Empire of Reimia (3)

Latro snapped his fingers. "So, that's what Heroes of Might and Magic Online is! Ahaha," he scratched the back of his head. "I've been holding the logo in my hands for three months and didn't understand what it was about." The techie frowned: "As for the war, I highly doubt we'll be sent to it, even if it suddenly starts out of nowhere. Firstly, such things don't happen quickly, and secondly, we haven't even finished our first year, what kind of draft could there be? Our only concerns for the next few years are tests and water pistol competitions, that's all!" he said firmly and clearly. "And finally, nothing prevents us from leaving the academy. In general, I don't see any direct reasons for concern right now. But then I don't understand... why did you enroll here if none of this interests you and the duty to the imperial ambitions doesn't weigh on your soul? It can't be such an indirect way to study the family business."