"What? Ian attacked his magic teacher?"
When Yaro heard this, he was completely confused.
Although he heard the news from Harvey's shop owner yesterday, Yaro never expected that the owner of this story was actually Ian!
Morton nodded: "Yes, I was just as dumbfounded when I heard about it."
"no……"
Yaro paused, thinking for a long time and didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to say: "Why?"
Yarrow Garner killed the college tutor, so you want to kill your own teacher too?
Isn't this mentally retarded?
Morton couldn't help laughing when he saw Yaro's expression at this time: "Why? I also want to know. When you see him later and ask the reason, remember to tell me when you come back."
"……All right."
Arrow was in a melancholy mood, already having a pessimistic view of the purpose of the trip.
With a long sigh and a little calmness, Yaro turned to ask: "Is that teacher... okay?"
"It's okay. The magic teacher who can be hired by our Boone family must be very capable, so he will be fine."
Morton spoke calmly.
"What about...Ian?"
"He's fine. He was easily controlled by the magic teacher, so he wasn't injured." Morton chuckled.
Easy……
Don't give it away, Ian, no one else can eat it anymore!
As expected of you, Ian, you always make me feel so embarrassed.
Yaro immediately fell silent.
He once again remembered the fear of being 'dominated' by Ian when they first met.
…
"Hmph...hehe...hahahaha!"
"My name is Yarrow Garner!"
"Although there are many enemies, our faith cannot be shaken!"
"Yaro, never lose!"
…
who I am?
where am I?
I want to go home!
"Can I... not take off my face scarf?"
Yarrow only hoped to be emboldened by the face mask.
"This is not the attitude that guests should have, and only women can enjoy the preferential treatment of wearing hijab." Morton gloated.
"Then...do you have a hair-dying potion here? Black is best, I like black."
"We don't prepare this kind of thing... There must be some in Ian's room, but they are all bright gold, which can make your hair brighter. Do you need me to get it for you?"
"...No, thank you, I don't like dyeing my hair." Yaro declined directly.
During this period, due to the influence of the magic power of the abyss, Yaro's hair was already darker than before, and he did not want to dye his hair back to its previous color.
Morton chuckled a few times, and then said seriously:
"Yue, in fact, your conditions are very good. You should take care of your clothes carefully and stop imitating others like Ian.
A serious, clean look can help you succeed better and more easily.
On this point, I hope you can also advise my stupid brother. "
Yaro was stunned and turned to look at Morton.
The young man leaning against the carriage window turned back and smiled.
The sun is warm and the breeze is gentle.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to be glowing.
"I understand, Brother Morton, you are a good brother." Yaro was convinced.
Perhaps because of many battles, the sense of crisis in Yaro's heart has never dissipated.
It is precisely because of this that Yaro's past dressing focused more on deterrence.
For example, wearing leather armor, armor, and a breathing mask specially made in the shape of a skull, for example, are specially used to intimidate people with fear and coercion.
I really neglected my daily dressing.
In fact, aren't scary threats and ordinary exquisite makeup the same thing?
One is intimidating, the other is endearing.
After all, you use vision to influence other people's senses of you.
"Good brother? Oh, maybe, but he doesn't want to listen to me..."
Before Morton finished speaking, the carriage gradually slowed down, and the paddles in the carriage rang back and forth for a moment.
"Ding ding ding!"
The sound is crisp but not harsh.
Morton paused and glanced out the window: "Okay, we're here. Get off the car and I'll take you in."
After Yaro followed Morton's footsteps and got out of the carriage, he looked around curiously.
Surrounded by independent small castles, groups of guards in full armor shuttled back and forth on the road, and three or two young men in wizard robes walked leisurely on the road.
There are also some simple wizard shops on both sides, which look somewhat similar to the Mannheim Market. However, the number of wizard apprentices is much smaller, and most of them know each other, and they will say hello from time to time.
Only a few wizard apprentices who are filled with evil spirits and nervous expressions will rush back and forth between various wizard shops.
"Is this where the Boone family resides?"
Although he had heard it introduced by Farry Terrell before, Yaro was still very surprised when he actually saw it.
"You can say this is the residence of the Boone family, or you can say this is the Boone small market. We also have many shops here. We also allow other wizards to come in and trade. However, if they are not official guests, they are not allowed to stay here. Accommodation.”
Morton explained casually, pointed to the small castle in front and said: "Let's go, Ian lives here."
After taking a few steps, the way was blocked by guards surrounding the small castle.
"Sir Morton, Master Ian has been banned. You can go in, but this person..."
The guards noticed Yaro's appearance, and their expressions suddenly became strange: "He can't enter."
Morton smiled and said: "Ian is just grounded. It doesn't mean that he can't learn new knowledge. This is the new magic teacher, Mr. Yue, who came here specifically to try it out today."
The guards were a little hesitant: "But...he is still young and well-dressed."
Even though Yaro has grown a lot during this time, and his energy and energy are not consistent with his age, it is impossible to show the appearance of a young man.
"Does age matter? What matters is whether others are capable. You don't need to worry about that. As for his dress..."
Morton glanced back... Well, although Yaro didn't dress specifically like the one on the record stone, the charm was still similar.
"I specially dressed Ian like this in order for him to accept his new magic teacher... Are there any questions?"
Morton's attitude remained calm, but the guards no longer had any objections.
"Sir Morton, please come in, Mr. Yue...be careful."
careful?
Yaro glanced at the guard in surprise.
Is there anything to be careful about?
Yaro was confused, but the moment he stepped into the castle gate, he suddenly heard an angry roar.
"Get away! Why are you stopping me! I want to get out! Get out of here, get out of here!"
bump!
There was a sudden muffled sound in the room, as if something big had been thrown to the ground.
Yaro was about to step forward, but was stopped by Morton: "If you look again, you will understand why I asked you to come here."
(End of chapter)
