"These are two ice tear stones." Wen Sili took off my necklace, threaded the two blue stones on it with her dexterous hands, and then handed it back to me, "There is no other use for it, it's just that the color is beautiful."
"Wow! What a beautiful stone..." Versa held Wensley's hand and shook it, "I want it too!"
"No more." Wen Sili answered her, "My sister only has two."
"No matter! Sister Wensley won't go home if she doesn't give it to me."
Wen Sili looked at me with apologetic eyes, and I smiled bitterly and took off the necklace again.
"Brother has given it to you."
"Haha..." Weisha said with a smile, "I only want one! I'll leave that one to you!"
"That's right!" I leaned over and said in Weisha's ear, "Thank you then!"
With my deliberate efforts, our parting was not very sad. But seeing the carriage carrying them getting further and further away, I felt like something was missing...
Five days later, my father received a letter from the Royal Academy. My father read it and handed it to me.
Looking at the afternoon sunshine outside the window, I saw the following words...
To His Excellency Visu Kedar: Hello!
Since the Holy Capital Security Bureau has completed the investigation and notified us, the academy has made the following ruling regarding the incident involving Mr. Cohen Keda’s participation in the fight at the Holy Capital Altar.
I believe you already know the cause of the incident. The responsibility for provoking the incident does not lie with Mr. Ling.
However, all of Mr. Ling's actions during the incident have seriously violated the minimum etiquette and self-cultivation of a nobleman, including kicking people in the private parts, inserting people in the eyes and causing death. Such behavior is unacceptable to all upper classes.
The academy believes that Mr. Ling does not have good qualities and does not have the consciousness of being a nobleman.
This college believes that your son, Mr. Cohen Kedar, is no longer suitable for education at this college.
This college has decided to expel your son, Mr. Cohen Keda, from the college.
Because the young master, Mr. Cohen Keda, was seriously injured, the college will not impose any additional punishment.
Our college deeply regrets this incident and wishes you to express your condolences.
Royal Holy Capital College.
"What do you think?" Dad asked with his back to me.
"Haha." I smiled and threw the letter out of the window, "If you have anything to think about, let's break up and we won't owe each other anything!"
"Good! My son, Visu Kedar, has achieved great success without studying at the Royal Academy!" My father praised me. "Tomorrow, you and your friends can set off together to go to Uncle Wilbur and Uncle Tenacy!"
"Dad, are you going with us?"
"What are you going to do?" said his father. "Dad is going back to Dark Moon right away. Cohen, you have to remember that dad doesn't ask you for anything, whether it's martial arts or magic, you have to do what you can.
These uncles have all watched you being born. Maybe their personalities are not very good, but they will definitely treat you well."
In the mountains a hundred miles away from the Holy City, I, a student who was expelled from the Royal Academy at the fastest speed in history, started real study with my brothers. The difference from before was that this time the two teachers were very strict, and
His character is not ordinary.
Tenasi is one of my father's good friends. He is a very good warrior, proficient in warfare and martial arts. He often asks us to join forces with real swords and guns to besiege him, but in the end we are always the ones who fall to the ground with wounds all over our bodies. We are so scared.
Sister Lorna, who treated us, screamed.
Half of the day was spent on martial arts, first beating us black and blue. After a short period of treatment, we practiced combat skills, and then took the opportunity to scold us bloody.
"If you don't seek progress, you will just wait to die!" was Tenasi's mantra. He would scold us three times a day, and one day every three days. We would be sprayed with spittle all over our faces, and we were not allowed to wipe it off...
Wizard Wilbur has always had a boss face. When he is not using magic, his eyes are dull, as if nothing in the world has anything to do with him. Even if the sky is falling and the earth is falling, it can't make him breathe a little heavier. When he turns his slightly lowered head and looks up,
When , our situation is probably not good...
Jack and Marfa are still able to learn, and the few of us are purely practicing our ability to resist magic strikes... Why should we stand low and let Jack and Marfa be targets? Ask Tenasi to operate on us so that we can attack Sister Lorna.
Let’s give on-site magic rescue explanations... It was all this guy’s idea.
To be fair, this kind of education is quite in line with the tastes of my brothers. Everyone is growing up rapidly. Helter and Moya are now dexterous and light in wielding their heavy swords, and their fighting methods are also clear and logical. Sister Lorna's magic
Zhizhi is getting better and better, reaching the level of a magician!
And my body has returned to normal. My martial arts skills no longer require too much practice, and my magic power has also been restored. After taking a period of time to digest and refine the memories of my two lives, I devoted myself wholeheartedly to re-transforming my brothers and became
became their (their) third teacher.
For nearly a year, my body shape has changed under the training methods that I remember from my previous life. I have become stronger and stronger. Although I still cannot beat Tenasi, I am far better than my brothers.
beyond.
The only troublesome thing is magic. The abnormal situation occurred after I learned most of the third-level magic. No matter how hard I tried, my magic power was like a pure girl cherishing her first kiss and refused to increase.
Reluctantly, Uncle Tenacy and Uncle Wilbur and I took some time to study this matter before my birthday.
"What on earth is going on?" Uncle Wilbur closed his eyes, "How could such a thing happen?"
"Don't worry too much." I said with a smile, "Don't I still have level 3 magic? It's much better than before."
"Considering your conditions, you shouldn't be in this situation!" Uncle Wilbur glared at me. "Besides, level three magic is useless!"
"My body is like this, what can I do?" I said, "Even if the third-level magic doesn't work, I still have other skills."
After several days of research, we still had no good solution. The only conclusion we came to was that it was time for me to graduate.
"What you lack now is just a suitable weapon and experience." They said to me, "Rather than letting you waste time here, it is better for you to go out and experience."
"Where should I go?"
"Go to your dwarf friends first to find a weapon that suits you." Tenasi said.
"Then go to the elves and experience the essence of magic."
"Forget it, I'm only a third-level magician."
"You idiot!" Wilbur knocked on my head, "Even first-level magic has irreplaceable uses!"
"I know! I know!" I don't want to become a Buddha with hair all over his head.
Just after my birthday, I had to say goodbye to everyone and set out wearing a gray magic robe. Apart from a few changes of clothes, I got nothing from the two uncles. By the way, there were also two pieces to cover up.
Crystal pieces for black eyes, and a bottle of hair dye that Aunt Bertina asked someone to bring for my hair... All that's left is to choose a good weather day. (To be continued)