He was now more certain that it was best for him to have less contact with Rommel.
Although their teachers are sometimes a little out of tune, they are essentially fair to people and things. Moreover, they can feel the pain and sorrow of others. Even if they cannot feel the same, they will give a little sympathy and help.
Russell believes that in their world, even real gods cannot do this.
Even though Aislin was such a disgusting person, when he discovered her tragic fate, the teacher couldn't help but reach out and give her a hand.
Although I didn’t do anything else after that, even after a while, I didn’t like dealing with Aislin anymore than when I first came to The Tower of Thea.
But Russell was certain that there must be something wrong with Aisling, who never understood what it means to be a human being, that the teacher was unwilling to accept.
Russell couldn't think of anything more uncomfortable than being possessed by the princess of hell fighting for control of the soul, but he wouldn't doubt the teacher's judgment.
He had followed his teacher for such a long time, and he had only ridiculed him from beginning to end. The only one who completely based the relationship between the two parties on transactions was Rommel.
When the teacher's eyes looked at Rommel's miserable situation, even though he was laughing wildly, there was no sympathy or wavering.
Russell knew that this could only prove that in the teacher's mind, the one who was truly at a disadvantage between Gracia and Rommel was not Rommel.
The teacher probably couldn't tell how real the embarrassment he was showing now was.
But the teacher can be sure that the real absolute proportion is even smaller.
This is an acting genius.
And this kind of existence is not something Russell can sympathize with. The only thing he can do is to observe carefully, try to observe the slightest mistakes that Rommel may have exposed, and learn from this expressionless person.
His face, extremely detailed movements, and terrifying acting skills.
Russell, who was born into a noble family, has naturally seen so-called performances, but really only real-life acting skills can be so thrilling and terrifying.
How is it done?
Hill turned his head slightly, looked at Russell whose expression changed very obviously, and said softly: "That is an old monster that has lived for a long time.
He has seen more people and things than you have in the entire world.
You don't need to imitate him.
His lifestyle cannot be accepted by anyone with a little bit of emotion."
"But, teacher..." Russell asked a little confused, "Since you know that all of this is acting, why do you still record the whole process?"
"You and I know that the world knows it, but it can't change the fact that he did perform this kind of performance." Hill replied happily, "It's rare to see him forced to such a degree that he has to perform.
Therefore, it is not true that there is no truth in his performance. For example, the embarrassed expression just now, he is real.
Although it’s a little enlarged.”
"Then...he really...has never touched..." Russell couldn't believe it at all. Someone could actually do tens of thousands of years...ah, what?
"More or less~" Hill recalled Delacruz's history, "When he was interested in that kind of thing, he basically couldn't touch any attractive women around him.
When he became powerful and capable, he fell in love with alchemy again.
There is no love, alchemy can solve all problems."
Delacruz said that when he first embarked on the path of becoming a mage, he received the teachings of the elf mages...and elf mages are not rangers, and they rarely appear alone.
And when they need to compete with Warcraft for living space, the elves will not even appear in squad mode.
After all, the Warcraft of that period had been tampered with by the orc gods. Compared with the Trashir people, their first target was definitely the elves.
The elves obviously hope to train the Trasil people so that they can build the city wall in front of them, so what Dracruz came into contact with was at least an elven squadron.
Hill didn't think that with the presence of elven women around him, Delacruz's eyes could still see those women who, like him, had just been rescued from the state of eating raw hair and drinking blood.
After all, he was still young at that time, and unless he had a childhood sweetheart, basically... it is human nature to fall in love with a more beautiful and powerful being.
Isn’t it the same with Trasil, the noble god?
He obviously has a devoted companion by his side, and he actually knows who he loves more, but when he meets elves and gods, he still occasionally wavers.
The reasons why the goddess of love scolded him are all true.
At most, he didn't make any substantive actions, but he must have been moved.
Even if the gods lie, they use a certain truth to cover up the biggest lie, rather than telling no truth at all.
Although Delacruz appeared later than the God of Nobles, he was roughly from the same era.
Therefore, Hill could understand that when he was young, he was really not addicted to love... He saw the most beautiful scenery with his eyes, and then because he was smart enough, he found that these scenery could only be seen from a distance. Once he got close, he would only be completely disappointed.
The people of the Elf God King have nothing to hope for.
Their eyes are probably raised to their eyebrows.
Although there are elves who will fall in love with humans, they will certainly not fall in love with the ordinary people they rescued from the wilderness.
Those who can give a good look are because they have outstanding character.
Dela Cruz's spell learning must have suffered a lot.
And when he finally took control of his life and could pursue those beautiful scenery...that is, when Delacruz could find an elf lover with just a click of a finger, he had already learned about human nature.
If you know too much, you won't be interested at all.
Magic and alchemy are his eternal lovers.
A mage who lives long enough to enjoy the fire of love all the time, Hill only knows one Elminster.
Most people, even if they still enjoy some kind of fun, have difficulty investing in any emotion.
Russell thought for a long time before he figured out what it meant that alchemy could solve all problems. His expression instantly became strange, and his meaningful eyes couldn't help but glance at Hilbert.
Then it was replaced by a metal table plate that was smashed on the head.
‘Hiss~ It hurts!’ Russell grabbed the heavy table and glanced at it, “Teacher, is this stainless steel?”
The fine iron table that was smashed last time was replaced by a new one because the teacher said it was too unusable.
It turns out fine steel was used.
Moreover, Russell studied it carefully and found that the one the teacher used was obviously much stronger than the so-called hundred-refined steel in the warehouse.
This thing is almost a hundred times stronger than a fine iron table, right?
He looked at the mess around Hilbert in confusion and shock...it turned out to be a slap!
Hill didn't realize why Russell was shocked... To him, there was no difference between fine steel and fine iron.
He just didn't expect that Gracia could perform such a typical scene for him in such a short time... where a domineering president falls in love with a little white flower.
Once de la Cruz and Xiao Baihua are equated, it's no wonder that Hill's smile turned into a bear cake.
He said with some regret: "Actually... I hope..."
Then he still couldn't say anything... Although Hill hoped that Ransander would come later, he still understood that the earlier he came, the more hope there would be for the world to be liberated.
When Rossello and Aislin took Drifos to the defense tower, they definitely didn't really want nothing... No one knew whether the battle angel following them was still there.
Even if he knew in his heart that his plan had failed, Asmodeus could not completely stop struggling.
And what he wants to do must be harmful to the world.
Hill really wanted to continue watching the excitement, but he would never say these words... Although Hill never admitted that he was a crow's mouth, he still had some points.
Hilbert looked at Russell: "Clean up the place and call Carpenter over.
You can start learning the next step of the construction of the magic tower."
Hill had already completed the foundation of the Starry Sky Magic Tower with his two children some time ago... The metal painting was made at that time.
Judging from Russell's performance, he should have almost digested that bit of knowledge and can move on to the next step of learning.
Perhaps because most of the magic circles in the Starry Sky Magic Tower are based on protective spells, Russell's learning progress is really fast.
Of course, this is because his foundation is deep enough.
Even Carpenter, who is a little bit slow in learning, has basically mastered fifty-sixths of it. Although he still can't build it by himself, it is still no problem if it is just basic repair work.
Hill taught me quite happily.
Carpenter came quickly... She stayed in her room mainly because she didn't want to be distracted.
Her will is still not as firm and focused as Russell's.
Then, as soon as she entered the room, she couldn't help but look curiously at the new table next to the teacher... While sighing at the beauty of the pattern on the table, Carpenter felt a trace of curiosity in her heart. The limit of their teacher's fist
, where exactly is it?
I don’t know if she will ever have the chance to see her teacher taking action with all his strength.
This can definitely dismantle the tower with bare hands!
This time, Hill mixed a little fiberglass and a little activated gold into the fine steel table... The hardness of fine steel is 14. Once the thickness reaches one meter, it can actually block his random slap.
But when it comes to laughter, Hill can't guarantee that every slap he slaps is light enough, so this time he mixed fiberglass with a hardness of 20 on the tabletop.
The table's protective power has been pushed to above 17, and with the activated gold that can automatically repair it, a little friction should be no problem.
He has to teach his students well and can't change desks all the time. ()