Chapter Thirty-Eight: He Doesn't Need Sympathy

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This word stands for "arrogance", "arrogance", "arrogance", "bullying".

But the person in front of me doesn't seem to be able to connect with these words at all, and he is only a little easy-going and helpless.

In the past few years, he has changed unimaginably much: the pressure of his family has made him what he is now, passable, mild-tempered, and he can't see the slightest trace of eight years ago, I don't want to comment too much on this, and I am not qualified to make remarks about other people's affairs.

He seems to have been fighting all the time, unwilling to return to the "cage".

"Are you still flying? Your injuries need to heal for a while. ā€

"I'd better walk back. "He refused any more help from us and limped out of sight.

It's time to go back to school, and his affairs are not something that we can manage now.

A big family with huge power, there are too many ways to solve [trouble], they will not only know how to fight and kill like in the novel, they must be calm before they are strong enough.

A family that only knows how to provoke enemies everywhere and has no means of its own is difficult to achieve in the long run.

Many times, the identity of the traverser is very chicken for me, except for making me more knowledgeable, it has no effect, the only useful thing is that there are still in my mind, more advanced than this era, in addition, there is no hanging, no gold finger.

Nothing.

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"He's changed so much anyway. ā€

After listening to Albert and Paxson's relay, several people let out such a sigh, and everyone still remembered the young man who was full of sharpness, always maintained an aristocratic demeanor, and was determined to compare grades with Albert.

"Back then, he used to come and argue with you. Cecilia unconsciously tapped her ring finger on the table, "I was always worried that one day you would fight, but not now. "Sooner or later, he will be forced to surrender to the family. Don Quixote, who had been silent, also began to speak, "His family is using money to hire some underground forces to persecute him, and no matter how long he persists, there will be a day when he can't hold on." ā€

"At least not now, at least for now, he is still standing, refusing to kneel to anyone. ā€

Everyone fell silent all of a sudden, the topic was too heavy for a group of young people, and then, someone broke the silence.

"I don't understand. Sedron thought hard, and he found the core problem, "There are so many wizards who can be bought with money, why must it be him, just find one that can be bought, isn't the effect the same?"

"I can give you an example to help you understand. ā€

Albert pulled out a copper coin, tossed it upwards, then caught it steadily, and turned to him.

"You have a million, and if you give it to a stranger to take care of it, it might double it, are you willing?"

"Of course not. He reacted suddenly, "How do I know if this stranger will take the money and run away? ā€

In the same way, he is tied to this family. ā€

"Whether he admits it or not, it's his home, not his home. ā€

"It may be difficult for you to understand the importance of the nobles to blood, from the beginning of his life, he was instilled with the concept of blood, which is the basis of his worldview, and the idea of wanting to escape from the shackles and the idea of bloodline has been tormenting him, you say that he is pedantic or stupid, this is him. ā€

"His family knew everything about him, what he loved and what he hated, and George Bernard Shaw's family had too many means to tie him to death. ā€

"They know everything about his habits, his appearance, and the like, and it's easy to find him, and even if he makes up his mind to resist, the power of the family can suppress him. "How is it possible?!A wizard can't beat a group of noble knights?!"

"Of course it's possible, do you know what it means to have a large enough territory? they have enough time and enough food, enough servants to feed their knight army, such a large family, the cultivation of qi and blood power is at least a thousand !!" "But wizards can fly!" "A knight can learn as long as he is smart enough, haven't you read "The Science of War"?"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and sighed, "Qi and blood power is the same as wizard power is a set of energy circulation system, although the functions are different, but the essence is similar, knights can learn the same after several times the flight training of wizards. ā€

"A wizard can easily kill a knight, ten, dozens, it's okay. ā€

"But what about hundreds? What about thousands? He can fly, his enemies can fly too, even if he escapes with expensive teleportation items for the time being, he will be found again, unless it is a magic circle prepared a long time in advance, the longest distance of ordinary prop teleportation is only a few hundred meters, not enough to escape. ā€

"Otherwise, why do you think wizards can't kill the church knights of the Smeran continent?"

"Unless his individual strength is so strong that the number of groups is meaningless, but that's just the plot of a novel, and even if he wants to build his own power, the time left for him is too short. ā€

"At least for now, his path has been blocked. ā€

This time, there was complete silence. Everyone hung their heads and fell silent, Cecilia pursed her lips and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Now, is there any way to help him?" "If so, how could it be like this?"

"But isn't that too pitiful?" said Kana, holding herself up, "Although I didn't like nobles very much before, it seems unreasonable to do nothing like this." ā€

"So you're sympathizing with him, right. ā€

"yes, how can you just watch it?"

He shook his head, "That's not right, he'd be furious if he knew." ā€

"Why?" "Because he was still standing, he had not yet fallen, and any sympathy for him seemed to him an insult. ā€

"In his opinion, sympathy is reserved for the loser, he has not yet failed, he is still standing. ā€

"So don't be mistaken, don't. ā€

"Anyway, remember a little:"

"He doesn't need sympathy. ā€