The eleventh meeting at the end of the month

It is said that at that time, His Highness shouted that he did not retreat and moved forward bravely. He personally killed two Odins, making the other party chaotic, and then killed all the barbarians with the help of his comrades-in-arms.

When the military department received this border guard report at that time, all the military officials and people who were familiar with Sorcester's temperament were very disgraceful. At that time, Duke Robert was not angry or rejected for the sake of the royal family, but everyone knew that a few months later, the captain of the border guard who wrote the report was rejected by the military department.

The taste is self-evident, and even the emperor has private rumors that the military officials were furious when they heard the Duke of Robert: "Is the medal deteriorated?"

It's not that Soster is unaware of the uproar of the government and the opposition, but no matter how many people despise him, he is still complacent and often boast that he has become famous in battle. However, his old and confused majesty also vigorously defended his young son, but he repeatedly criticized his eldest son and scolded him repeatedly.

Now, when he heard the story of the medal again, Duke Robert frowned and said coldly, "Are you hungry? Is Sorcester eating here or going back?"

Isn't this driving people away?

The Duchess had no choice but to save Soster for her hot-tempered husband. In fact, he should leave. However, this guy saw that Grace could not move. He lost some of his usual arrogance and self-esteem. He just nodded there as if he didn't see the Duke's cold face.

But he didn't forget that there was a hateful Maglin on the side.

The Duke simply went out to inspect the soldiers' dinner. There were only four people left in the hall. At the behest of the Duchess, Maglin sat in a soft chair and leaned against the bonfire.

Cris squeezed himself to Meglin, wrinkled his little nose and said to Meglin, "You stink."

I haven't changed my clothes since I came, and Maglin was also a little embarrassed. He thought for a moment and stood up and said, "Madam, I'll change my clothes first."

"It's all, the Duke likes to see boys wearing armor."

Soster himself wore a hunting suit, which was also a uniform. Although the uniform was very fancy, he also shook his golden cuffs, indicating that the Duchess was right, and he was very familiar with the Duke.

Only then did Maiglin find that his robe had been taken off. The prince was really a tasteful person. The clothes inside and outside were always the same style. I guess this guy took it off and probably had a string of sachets hidden close to his body, right?

Maglin maliciously thought about the other party's bad taste. Kreis beside him was nibbling his nails. He just looked at the bonfire, and the fire flashed, shining the girl's bright face. Sorcester was stunned, but Maglin did not look sideways. He was also looking at the bonfire, in the sudden bonfire. It turned into a fire butterfly and gently flapped its thin wings at the top of the flame.

Cris shouted in surprise, "How did you do it? It's so beautiful. Mother, look."

The Duchess was also surprised to see the fire butterfly dancing there for a long time. Maglin smiled shyly and said to Grace, "The basic principle of water dragon is the same, but it's not magic, it's just magic."

"But it looks good. I'll try it." As he spoke, he closed his eyes, and his hand gently transformed into a few symbols.

McGlynn's gesture is much simpler than ordinary magic. At this time, he felt that it was really a wonderful thing to watch the young girl dance her green fingers like this, and then there were some elements in front of her to communicate and diffuse the light spots, and finally formed her wish.

Sure enough, another butterfly appeared.

Cres looked at the butterflies flying together, and her pretty face suddenly turned red. After casually bumping the two butterflies together and bursting out a burst of sparks, she tilted her head and asked, "Why didn't I see your gesture? Didn't I hear you read the formula?"

"I have it. But you didn't pay attention."

The two young magicians were communicating, and Sorcester couldn't interrupt directly. He could only continue to chat with the Duchess, and his eyes fell behind Maglin, with a little resentment. He is the youngest son of the royal family. If he is outside, he doesn't need to pay attention to such a count, even if he is a magician, but now he is in the home of the Duke and his uncle of his royal family.

He was the first person in the powerful imperial army, and he still had to rely on him for many things. Sorcester did not dare to be presumptuous, but he also felt aggrieved after becoming more and more depressed.

What's wrong with the second-level magician? You have it in your own house, and it's not like a dog in front of you?

His anger was suppressed in the eyes of the Duchess, only in exchange for a deeper disgust hidden in the bottom of his heart. I don't know what Soster thinks. Maybe he is used to doing whatever his father wants. He thinks there is nothing he can't get. Even the Duke's daughter was in front of him, and the Duke's family was not very close to them.

But one day, what if you are the emperor of the empire? At that time, turn this Maglin into a heresy and pinch him like an ant to death!

Finally, in his torment, dinner was ready. He was annoyed. Under the Duke's cold face, he ate a little casually and hurriedly left. In front of the Duke, he didn't even do anything impolite to Meglin. Everything was suppressed in his heart. Meglin also had a hard time eating this meal. Keres deliberately made all kinds of intimate actions. During the meal, he kept talking to him about magic.

It's not that Maglin doesn't like her intimation, but gradually feels that he is a little sad like this.

Young people are worried about gains and losses. Is she really good to herself or acting?

In the end, Maglin had a cold reaction, which made Grace angry. The spoiled girl lost her temper and turned around and went upstairs alone, leaving only the Duke and his wife who had sent Soster away to look at him.

No matter how good the Duke's family is to themselves, they are not a family. Maglin still understands this.

He consciously said goodbye to the Duke and his wife and wanted to find the Harlem housekeeper. His wife suddenly stopped him: "Myglin, your countship has been recognized, and you will have some fixed salary in the future. At that time, I will ask the Harlem housekeeper to give it to you."

"Okay, madam, thank you for your help."

Maglin retreated. When he saw Harlem's face, he had an impulse to punch him.

It was not as he expected. When the mean Harlem walked with him to the bodyguard on the left wing, his mouth did not stop. Harlem asked curiously, "What's the matter? Can't you stay in the barracks? Yeah, I said you can't bear these hardships. Now the Lord has kicked you out of Xiyuan again. I think you will live on the road in a few days.

Maglin almost got pissed off by what this guy said. But he didn't know how to get to the destination after leaving. I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

Harlem was still there to tease him with a hippie smile: "Kid, in fact, my son said that you are very good. Those so-called guys in the barracks also said that you are very good. I think they are looking at your identity as a magician. In fact, you are not a soldier. Thinking about it, my old Harlem dares to do it alone. He went to the wilderness to pick flowers for his beloved girl.

McGrim doesn't know how long he can stand this nonsense uncle.

"The Lord also told me that if you need anything, I will satisfy you. I said that although the Lord said so, you can't mess around. I won't promise you if it's too much. For example, I want a few maids to sleep with you and a bag of gold coins to buy wine. Do you know that young people should focus on their studies?

If you don't listen to the first half, Harlem, with a sincere face, is now simply a good-following father who is educating his nephew.

But the more McGreen listens to it, the more unpleasant it is. Finally, he couldn't help it: "Housekeeper Harlem, the Lord ordered me to be strong and gave me a plan. I will only follow the Lord's instructions in the requirements of the plan..."

Harlem ignored him. He walked forward and trembled, laughing like an old hooligan there: "Aha, I still think you're a little mute."

Maglin coughed violently a few times, and the point that came out of his throat may be the sweetness of the illusion. Then he vowed not to speak again, but a few steps away, Harlem turned back and asked him, "What magic did you do for the Lord's family? Why is the Lord's family treat you so good? Did you learn dark magic? It's the kind that can be demagogic."

Maglin gritted his teeth and stared at Harlem, stopped and clenched his fist.

"What are you doing? Are you going to bully me, the poor old man? I am the old servant of the Duke's mansion. You are a guest. How can the guest fight against the loyal old servant of the master's house? You are so rude. Bandit, alas, how does the Lord like you? Oh, I heard that you can shoot seven arrows to the heart. Didn't you insert it into the target?

McGrim was about to be driven crazy by him. He roared and kicked the buttocks of old Harlem in front of him.

However, the old Harlem moved a little to the left at this moment and took a step. Maglin kicked empty, pulled the bow and arrow heavily, and stepped on the ground.

Old Harlem seemed to be shocked by him and turned his head nervously: "What are you doing? Is this how the count walks?

The fear in his eyes and the expression on his face made Maglin feel that he probably had this expression when he saw the ghost, but it was obvious that the old boy had been teasing him since he saw him.

I really don't know how this kind of brain-wrapped guy can be trusted by the Lord, and how to raise such a calm and moderate son.

Maglin withdrew his leg, stopped looking at Harlem, and stopped fighting back. He has accepted his fate.

Seeing him raise his legs and continue to move forward, Harlem asked strangely, "Where are you going?"

Maglin turned his head in pain, and Old Harlem pushed open a door and walked in with a treacherous smile. He was still complaining, "I want the housekeeper to serve you in person. You are a second-class magician of smuggled goods. You really have a lot of face. Did your tutor teach you magic to make you change butterflies to make girls happy? A boy who doesn't learn well."

Maglin's hands and feet were cold, and the candle flashed in the stone room. The shining figure of the old Harlem filled the whole space like a demon god, which made him very depressed.

"Give me the Lord's notes, and you can read. I'll tell you how to start.

Maglin obediently handed the note given to him by the close Duke to him to someone he couldn't afford to provoke. He felt that his father would break down when he met such a guy.

"In this way. Well, wow, haha, I finally know how the Lord made it. When I was a child, he pestered him and didn't tell me. Oh, that's it..."

Maglin looked at this shameless with round eyes.

Just before he was about to get angry again, the notes were thrown in front of him. Old Harlem looked at him seriously: "I'm teasing you. The Lord's writing is very meticulous. Every stage has the feeling of each stage. Remember that when you are building the foundation now, don't rush to hurt your body. I will arrange someone to send you the first batch of potions tomorrow. All right, go to bed early."

Maglin is not used to his seriousness and looks at the old slippery man whose face can change at least hundreds of expressions.

Old Harlem didn't say anything anymore and went out behind his back. He walked to the door and kindly closed the door for him.

Maglin stayed there until he couldn't hear his footsteps.

A voice suddenly roared at the door: "If you don't read, you can put out the candle for free?" Maglin grabbed his hair in pain, and the poor young man was really going crazy.

And Old Harlem really left with a smile. There were some dirty hooligan tunes in the wind, then there were the screams of the maids and aunts, and the sound of some bodyguards.

"Villain." Maglin cursed in a low voice. The notes are already a little yellow.

Looking at the damaged corners, it has been some years. Under the candlelight, I read it carefully. In fact, there is nothing special, except for the two big words on the home page, which are bloody.

Diligent!

Detailed exercise methods for all parts of the body, the whole coordinated exercise of the body. Use equipment to exercise, as well as potions used inside and outside each stage. Seeing the thin notes, two pages and one step, the detailed feeling after each stage of physical exertion, and the physical reaction after a certain degree of fatigue, Maiglin seemed to see the Duke exercising hard every day when he was so big or even younger.

Only the word diligence has made such a commander.

After looking through the notes that were not too esoteric, Maglin kept these in mind, then turned over and lay ** and slept quietly.

Since then, there has been a thin figure in the Duke's House.

Keep moving a dilapidated, abandoned equipment, stones, and a person on the martial arts field back to his hut with a yard. Every morning, noon, dusk, the stupid boy who can always see is busy there.

It's strange to say that since he was a little far away from Kris during dinner that day, Kris hasn't looked for him so far.

Although Maglin misses a little, anyway, he can't be full of the Duke's Mansion. Old Harlem often comes here on weekdays.

Harlem, who has a mean mouth, disomits Maigreen's sarcastic soul every time he comes, and then throws the potion and looks back. However, from his daily contact, Maglin also finds that Old Harlin is actually a very good person.

It's just that he likes to talk to himself like this, as if after seeing himself, if he talks well, he will kill him. Even Maglin felt that Old Harlem liked himself very much and valued him very much.

Not only did he feel this way. The guards around him and the servants all said so. Of course, Old Harlem would not admit it. He said that it was the Duke's order. He wanted this stupid boy to get out early to avoid wasting food in the Duke's House.

Such relatively calm days last until the end of the month.

Maglin finally met the cold Keres.

Creath came to take him to meet the Wells magician. The day after tomorrow is the last day for everyone to participate in the assessment of the court magician. Although the Duke didn't ask him much during this period, he still took him to heart. Before the formal assessment, I still asked my daughter to take him to the tutor to meet.

The carriage is outside, because Maglin can't ride a horse.

Crace got into the car first with a cold face. After sitting in, he ignored Maglin. Maglin didn't know what was wrong with her, and naturally he was silent.

The bodyguards looked at the two young people who seemed to stop talking. They were both experienced people. Naturally, they knew that neither side could pull it down, but the young lady's face was thin, and they didn't dare to offend them, so they had to silently bury their heads in the guard.

The wheels rolled, and no one intercepted the car of the Duke's Mansion, and the carriage entered Lucheng in this way.

It's funny. This is the first time that Maglin has entered the city since he came to the imperial capital. If the Duke's manor castle is majestic, the city can be described as great.

Huge gates, clear moat water, beautiful reliefs, and pedestrians all over the street.

Maiglin has never entered such a city. If Bleddy Island is a beautiful girl, this is a graceful beauty. Just like the gap between Grace and his wife.

When Maglin thought of this, he took a look at Grace. He stared at him fiercely. Maglin's ghost spit out his tongue. The original straight-faced Grace couldn't help laughing, and then the little girl who felt a little annoyed stretched out her long legs angrily and kicked Maglin. No matter how stupid Maglin is, he understands that this is a girl's coquettishness.

He just smiled and said, "Cris, what have you been up to lately?"

"What else can I do?" Kryce said and glanced at him.

I haven't seen you for two weeks. Although it's in the Duke's House, the girl's heart can't turn around. Unexpectedly, this guy seems to have become stronger in these two weeks. Keres feels that Maglin's shoulders seem to be a little thicker. There is also some light fluff on the lips.

The eyes are still so bright.

"What are you looking at?"

"Who's looking at you?" Grace snorted. I looked at him again.