Chapter 6 on the conversation

"Ah, that's the core samurai entourage team of adults." The sharp-eyed warrior found the identity of the visitor. What did they come here for?"

The group of warriors in blue came to the fallen on the ground and took a step forward as the first one and said, "Pier, you have been guarding the mansion for five years, and there has been no difference. However, now the words are insulted and the mage Ruolin, and you brazenly used a killing move against the young master and obeyed the order of the family."

"Exile the warrior Peter from the family. But in the past, I sincerely gave 1,000 gold coins and left immediately!"

"Uh, cough, I..." Pil still struggled to say something, but was carried away by the team of warriors before he finished speaking.

"Oh, my God, get out of the house. This time it's over." Some warriors sighed.

"I didn't expect that as soon as the battle here ended, someone came from the main house. It seems that the owner has been paying attention to the battle here." Other warriors thought.

The mansion of the magician Quinn Rossil is divided into the outer court and the inner courtyard. There are many warriors in the outer courtyard, but most of them are warrior attendants sent by the empire to the magician. Although the people in it are also good, they are not really powerful, and they will not be truly valued and trusted by Quinn himself. . The inner courtyard is the real core of the owner Quinn. The warriors in there are the real confidants of Quinn's great magician.

Lance returned to his room, sat down by the bed, looked at this familiar and strange room, and couldn't help sighing. Although it's just a difference between morning and afternoon. But the feeling in the depths of the soul is that it has not come back for ten years.

Lance sat down and began to recover his fighting spirit. The temple assessment consumed a lot, and after returning home, he took action angrily. Although it seemed easy and incredible to clean up the warrior Pier in front of outsiders, he knew the current situation. Looking at his slightly trembling right hand, Lance laughed at himself. He didn't expect to clean up an intermediate warrior and make himself almost exhausted. It seems that his body is still very weak now.

"What should I do next? The temple can't and won't go back. And the fighting spirit and unique learning practiced in the temple are secret and cannot be passed on. If I accidentally use the unique learning of the temple outside, it will inevitably cause great trouble.

As I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong"Dong"... "Young master, are you there?" A deep and thick voice sounded outside the door. The master called you to talk.

Lance opened the door and came out. He looked at the person in front of him. What he saw was a warrior dressed in black with a deep breath. It's you!" Lance said. Then he narrowed his eyes.

The man in front of me is one of the most mysterious warriors around his father, and he rarely saw this person in his previous life. I didn't expect that my father sent him to spread his own information today.

"Well, I know. Let's go. I happen to have something to say to my father. Lance said.

Walking into the inner courtyard, Lance looked around. In the previous life, it was basically night, and it was all jumping inside. Today, I entered this courtyard during the day.

Lance and the man in black came to the main hall of the inner courtyard. At this time, there was only one person in the hall, a man in a golden robe, with his back to them. The man in black bowed and left, leaving only Lance and the man opposite him in the room.

The person opposite is wearing the noble symbol of the magician's guild, the golden striped robe, which is an identity symbol that only magicians who have reached the level of great magicians, and he is naturally one of the precious great magicians in the empire today, Quinn Rosil.

"Here you are, Lance." The golden figure opposite turned around and showed his face. His hair is neatly combed, and you can feel his rigor. His temples are slightly white, but his skin is smooth and white as jade, and his eyes are not angry and arrogant. There is a very rhythmic sense of oppression between inhaling and inhaling, giving people a strong feeling.

This is the real owner of the mansion, Quinn Rosier. In the past, Lance has always revered and worshipped his father, but since his mother's death, his father has become different and become more majestic, but his love seems to have disappeared.

"Today, you came back from the temple assessment and took action without saying a word, seriously injuring a samurai in the house?" Quinn Rosil asked lightly, in a cold tone. If Lance had heard it before, he would have shuddered again.

"Yes, my lord, sometimes these warriors are unruly, and I can endure it, but today I dare to humiliate my mother, so I have to punish him." Lance lowered his head and replied without delay.

"Hmm?" Quinn looked at Lance in surprise. In the past, Lance looked cowardly in the face of his majesty, which made the arrogant Quinn look down on him even more. Today, in the face of his interrogation, he suddenly behaved neither humble nor arrogant, which surprised Quinn a little.

"Well, I already know about this samurai. Words humiliate your mother. Naturally, I can't tolerate him here. Now he has been expelled from the family. However, your approach is not right. The housekeeper should be asked to report to the inner court that the inner court received the news that there will be core personnel to deal with it, but you fight in front of everyone. It's too unruly to act like this. Quinn Rosier said with a blank face.

"Yes, children will pay more attention in the future."

"Okay, let's not mention it for the time being. I heard that you failed to go to the temple today? Huh?" At this time, Quinn's tone showed obvious dishsation.

"Yes, my lord, there are indeed many powerful people in the temple assessment. Unfortunately, I failed in the trial valley." Lance said respectfully.

"In terms of your ability to defeat Peter today, you have entered the intermediate warrior. The 16-year-old middle-level warrior is already rare, so he still hasn't passed the assessment? Quinn said, and then he thought of something and was stunned, "Trial Valley... That's all, you don't have a talent for magic, and it's nothing to lose at that level."

"The study of the Knights Association is over. If you want to continue to study as a senior warrior in the Knights Association, you have to wait until 18 years old. Then, what do you plan to tell me next?"

"If I go back to my father, I don't want to continue studying in the Knights Association. I plan to go to college." Lance said seriously.

"Oh? Are you going to college?" Quinn Rosier was stunned. Do you know where the college is?

In the empire, there are martial arts halls for warriors and generals to learn, magician unions where all elites on the mainland are located, noble and sacred Temple of Light, and Holy Land Knights Association in the hearts of warriors and knights, but the college is undoubtedly the most strange existence. There is only one academy in the empire, which has been established since the founding of the country and has coexisted with the empire for nearly a thousand years.

The establishment of the college provides countless talents for the empire and is a talent in various fields. It has developed into a perfect education system since the founding of the country. Many officers and generals in the imperial capital are students from the college, and the civil and military ministers above the court also have many students graduated from the college. The college has also trained some magicians, because not all people with magical talent can be excavated and discovered by the magicians' union, and most civilian children can't afford to pay for magic. It is expensive for the mage union to test talent. Lord Senorius, the first generation dean who founded the college, is not only a holy magician, but also a swordsman. He pushed the double practice of magic and martial arts to the peak, and it is also a multi-faceted training feature that he created the college. In this generation, the college has become the most desirable place in the hearts of warriors, because the current dean of the college, the seventh generation, is the strongest martial arts in the empire and the idol in the hearts of all warriors, Sword Saint Roland.

However, the conditions for entering the college are a little harsh for martial artists. Although the tuition is not very expensive, there are many things to be assessed by the college, and cultural knowledge and martial arts are equally important. For most poor children and fallen warriors who have no money to study, it will become a little difficult, so most warriors will choose to study in the Knights Association.

The place Lance has been yearning for in the previous life is the temple. After entering the temple, he learns and lives, what he hears most is about the things in the college, which is a completely different environment from the boring training life of the temple. Lance will also have some yearning in his spare time. In this life, after giving up entering the temple, he decided to go to the college to have a try. He believed that with his ten years of study and training in the temple, there would be no problem with the admission examination of the college.

"Do you know where the college is?" Quinn Rossil asked.

"Yes, I know it very well." Lance replied.

"So do you know that there are a lot of assessments in the college? Not only does martial arts require cultivation, but cultural knowledge is equally important," Quinn continued. If you want to take the college exam but fail, won't you lose face to me?

"Father, don't worry, while I was studying in the Knights Association, I didn't lose any other knowledge." Lance lowered his head and said, when he lied, and naturally he dared not tell the real reason why he was confident that he would go to the college exam.

Huh? You are so confident that you will be tested for your father. If you can't even answer this, then don't mention going to the college again. Quinn Rosil said quietly.

Then before Lance could reply, he began to ask, "Let's talk about the nearly thousand-year history and pattern of the continent."

"Yes," Lance thought for a moment and began to answer, "Thousand years ago, the mainland was in a state of chaos, and the races were far from as stable as they are now. On the eastern continent where we live, the orcs and fallen elves are rampant and the dead are suffering. In 53 years before the empire, the first pope of the temple adhered to the will of the god of light and joined hands with the first emperor of the empire to form a powerful coalition, launched a holy war, drove the orcs back to the western continent, and restored our lives. The empire established a perfect civil and military division system to govern the country. Later, the Holy Magician Lord Ryan; the Holy Martial Arts Master Senorius and His Majesty the Pope joined hands to kill the undead family and sneaked into the mainland to disrupt the undead leader. At the same time, a large number of magicians began to walk on the mainland to dispel the dead..."