After enjoying his meal, Velin paid six Silver Coins, left the restaurant, and headed straight for Milai Bakery.
"Sir, what can I get for you?" The owner of Milai Bakery was an elderly-looking man. Standing behind the counter, he addressed Velin.
Velin said nothing. He took four Gold Coins from his pocket and placed them before the man.
Looking at the gleaming Gold Coins on the counter, the bakery owner knew what to do without Velin needing to say a word.
"Please wait a moment."
The bakery owner accepted the Gold Coins, turned and went into the back of the shop, then returned with two carefully wrapped tins of tea and pushed them toward him.
Velin said nothing. He took the two carefully wrapped tins of tea and went to Window No. 13 to apply for a pass to the Mind Academy Special Zone.
District Twenty-One of the Holy Magic Capital covered a total area of 583 square kilometers, but only 350 square kilometers fell under the jurisdiction of the District Twenty-One government. The remaining 233 square kilometers belonged entirely to the Mind Academy.
As a local saying went, District Twenty-One existed because of the Mind Academy. Without the Mind Academy, there would be no need for District Twenty-One to exist.
When he arrived at Window No. 13, nine people stood in line ahead of Velin: three richly dressed merchants, two Black-clad Figures wearing hoods, three young men whose faces were unnaturally pale, and finally, a 2.3-meter-tall Shia Beastman.
Ever since the Shia Beastman Deity had become a Subordinate Deity of the God of Dawn, the number of Shia Beastmen in the human world had steadily increased.
Half an hour later, it was the pale young man's turn.
"A fifteen-day pass." The young man placed fifteen Silver Coins on the