The translator was a girl, which He Qitian didn't expect.

Although Sylbe did not know He Qitian's intentions, she still trusted He Qitian very much, so the girl named Agnes visited He Qitian's dormitory in the evening.

It is said that she is the best student of Chinese in the academy, whether this Chinese is the best or not, He Qitian is still a little overwhelmed and embarrassed in the face of her.

"Your Excellency, can you show me the letter?" asked Agnes, as she looked at the Z man in front of her, who had already been told to her by Silbe, so she looked very reserved.

He Qitian handed the letter to Agnes, the letter was written in a fancy flowery style, which was different from Carter's unruly attitude, he was able to write a good handwriting, but the embarrassment was that He Qitian couldn't understand such a fancy flowery handwriting.

"His Excellency Shahlimnir Carter's taste is still ...... It's hard to put into words. Agnes looked at the letter and smiled bitterly.

He Qitian had never heard of what this Shahlimnir was, but he remembered that in Norse mythology there was a mythical pig called this name.

The boss must be an interesting person, at least no more boring than the aunt who sells noodles at the entrance of He Qitian's community.

"If we want to go, it's time for us to go, the academy won't be allowed to enter or leave after 5 o'clock, and we'll have to hurry up to Shadow Street. Agnes glanced at her watch and confirmed the time.

He Qitian didn't expect that this girl was still an impatient, and without waiting for him to reply, she took his arm affectionately and walked out, this was the first time in He Qitian's life that he had been so close to a young girl full of vitality. He thinks it's a cultural difference, at least the girls in country Z won't be so generous with the arms of the men they meet for the first time.

Agnes is very talkative, this girl always asks this and that excitedly in Chinese along the way, she seems to be very curious about everything in country Z, He Qitian realizes that this girl's Chinese is really good, she has almost no accent. The two of them strolled through the academy, surrounded by students talking and laughing, if they ignored their identity as wizards, He Qitian was like returning to the university, and the time he spent in a mess.

The college counselor once told them in the first class of the semester that in college, you must not only study hard, but also fall in love once, but He Qitian obviously only did the first half of the sentence, when he graduated, whether it was a pair of classmates who went in and out, or a couple who cried so much that they were separated from each other, it made his heart a little lost.

And at this moment, far away at the end of England, somewhere in a hut.

Judas put his feet on the table and assumed a very arrogant pose, where a silver-white revolver lay quietly on the table at his feet.

The man looked at the uninvited guest who rushed into his house, his expression was extremely panicked, and he wanted to call the police or run away, but the revolver kept him from moving.

"Hello, sorry, my English is not very good, so you can make do with it. Judas laughed, but instead of looking at the rustic farmer of country Y in front of him, he looked at the revolver.

"Yes, yes...... What do you want to do sir, please don't hurt me, I ...... If I want money, my money is in the iron box in the cabinet behind me, and I'm just a farmer, I don't have that much money. The farmer nodded, and only wanted the unscrupulous fellow to leave quickly, and the only way to call the police was to do it later.

Judas looked back at the unsightly iron box on the cabinet, which must contain the farmer's hard-earned savings, and at rest he should have taken a few bills out of it, and went to the tavern for a drink or two, and to talk to the rest of the town.

Judas lowered his legs, and at last turned his gaze to the farmer, whose eyes were like a fierce god, and the farmer was watching him, and his body unconsciously shrank back.

"I want to know, who are you?" Judas picked up the revolver on the table and played with it in his hand, this action put a heavy pressure on the farmer, the interrogation was like peeling silk from a cocoon, you need to heat it with boiling water, and then little by little pull off those precious white silk threads, which were finally woven into silk rolls and sent to the famous Silk Road, which became an expensive luxury that drove Westerners crazy.

The same goes for secrets.

"I'm Charles, listen, I'm just an ordinary farmer......" Charles's face showed a panicked look, this Z man is like a madman, a madman is irrational.

Judas shook his head: "May 3rd, June 1st, June 28th, July 13th......" He gave a list of dates, and with each date he gave the farmer's expression changed a little, from surprise to fear, and then to frivolity, and his face was full of contemptuous smiles, but soon his face turned pale.

"Well, it looks like we can talk properly. The revolver swirled in Judas's hand, and soon the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the farmer, and he smiled, and looked at the farmer as if he had seen an old friend for many years.

The mutation occurred at this moment, the farmer suddenly let out a low roar, his muscles swelled through his clothes, and the thin figure just now had swelled twice, turning into a black beast, and a cold and hard mane grew from under his skin, and the changes that occurred could be called genetic mutations.

The beast threw a powerful punch, its claws piercing the air with a hoarse sound, and he had been an honest peasant a moment before, but now he had become a killing machine, breathing heavily and stinking saliva dripping from between his teeth.

Judas stretched out his leg and kicked the table, and with the force of this kick he retreated backwards, and the wooden table flew high into the face of the beast, and was shattered by his punch, and the sawdust flew everywhere.

Judas pulled the trigger with a loud gunshot, this revolver was not only a deterrent, its bullet could shatter the skull of a bison, Judas didn't care if the gunfire would be heard by others, the enemy was in front of him, his body was not much stronger than the wooden table that had just been smashed into pieces.

The bullet shattered the scattered sawdust and slammed into the beast's face, but the beast reacted incredibly fast, and it turned its head to avoid the bullet's trajectory, the silver bullet sinking into the wall behind it, and the tumbling bullet tore a fist-sized hole in the wall.

"Well, your wildness is growing, so your frequency of cannibalism is increasing, what's the matter?, isn't ordinary flesh enough to satisfy you?" Judas quickly stepped back, still talking to the bloodthirsty beast.

The town is not uneventful, in the past few months there have been a series of brutal cases of mutilation, the victims are mostly women, the corpses are mutilated, the body tissue is unrecognizable, the police believe that some psychopathic killer is responsible, but the truth is more terrifying than the psychopathic killer.

The beast stood upright, and he approached quickly, striking continuously, and Judas weaving from one to his attack, deftly dodging each attack, each blow enough to shatter his bones and shatter his entire body into an ugly twisted shape. At last Judas's back pressed against the wall, and he had no way to retreat, and the beast understood this, and he raised his paws, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

Judas didn't panic in the slightest, and he smiled, "Hey, hey, if you don't hurry up and speed up, I'm going to do it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the wall behind him exploded, and Judas had already dodged to the side, and the debris was rained down on the werewolf, and the flight trajectory of the fragments was calculated, a precise directional blast.

These flying stones were enough to break the blood and even fracture the heads of ordinary people, but they could not penetrate the hard fur of the werewolves, leaving only white marks of lime on them, but the pilgrims never expected a directional blast to solve these fantasy creatures. There was a roar of gunfire from outside the gap in the wall, it was the sound of several HK416s firing at the same time, the rain of bullets poured into the room through the gap, the werewolf could not dodge such a dense network of fire, his body was constantly shot, the solid fur could not prevent the bullets from tearing through his flesh, these bullets were deeply embedded in his body.

The room was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, and a suitcase was thrown into the room.

Judas shook his head and opened the suitcase, where a long knife lay quietly. The long knife had not yet been made, and there was no handle or gauntlet, so it had time to be plating with electroplating.

He held the knife, and the werewolf understood that this person was a hunter, and the people outside were just hunters who limited the hunting circle, and he was left to this man.

The freshly sharpened blade of the long knife glowed silver, and the pilgrims did not like to pursue so-called manual skills, their magicians preferred to solve problems in a scientific way, and the long knife was born from a precise mold, and the metal composition was precisely proportioned by the chemists, and they preferred the beauty of the machine rather than the expression of feelings by hand.

"Does this knife have a name?" asked Judas laughing.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, this is just the first prototype, what you give your apprentice will be the finished product, we can't mass-produce this thing, the name doesn't mean much to us, you know, we don't usually have such melee weapons to our operators, we don't have personnel who can fight one-on-one with the Bloodline or even werewolves, and as a weapon preparation for melee combat, this knife is too extravagant. Someone outside the wall replied, his tone full of pride and excitement, "Of course, the ritual knife is naturally more luxurious, and a ritual knife that can be used in actual combat is even more so." ”

"Sometimes I like your style, and if I wasn't too poor, I'd like you to make me a weapon. Judas wielded his long sword, and the silver arc easily separated the dust in the air, splitting the dust scattered in the air in two.

There was a heavy breathing in the air, the shot just now did not hurt the werewolf's vital point, the beast still had strength left, but now he didn't want to do it, he just wanted to escape. He recognized the Z man, he had heard his name in rumors, but he never believed that such a person existed in the world, and that he was able to terrify a werewolf. But his instinct to roar and wail had blown up his premonition of danger.

The room was filled with smoke and dust from the explosions and shots, but the werewolf saw the silver light hidden in the smoke, and he couldn't tell if it was the knife or the man who was in danger.

A strong sense of danger destroys his sanity, and the desire to survive dominates his body, and he rushes into the smoke and throws his fists to defeat the man in order to escape.

There was a heavy thud as if two equally heavy bodies were colliding together. The werewolf's fist and Judas's palm slammed together, and the strength of the two was unexpectedly comparable.

In the middle of his breath, Judas turned his palm into a fist, and he exerted force at zero distance! Inch by inch, even the bullet could not destroy the flesh, the bones were broken like branches under the influence of internal strength, the werewolf knew that this was the person, but he could not retreat. The silver light slashed neatly, the fur and bones were as fragile as cream in front of the blade, and the knife was so smooth through the solid flesh that even blood could not stain the jet-black blade.

The massive body slid into two pieces and fell to the ground, and uniformed operatives streamed in, packing the tissue into bags while cleaning the blood.

Judas handed the long knife to the incoming officer, and the people outside the room applauded: "It is worthy of the sword of judgment of the Council of the Round Table." ”

"Bah, Lorenz, you know we're not dealing with this kind of thing. Judas took the handkerchief handed by another operator and wiped his hands, but he was not stained with blood, "This kind of knife does not satisfy me." ”

"Because there is no data, His Excellency Galahad will make that deal with you. The people outside the door were not angry that their work was said to be "this kind of goods", the magician is an artist who sharpens his skills, such a unique weapon needs to be constantly polished to be called a masterpiece, he is very excited to have such an opportunity, although he is also honored to contribute standard equipment to the pilgrims, but he wants his department to be able to forge a world-resounding artifact, a divine weapon that can be as famous as the ancient holy sword, enough to kill the gods.

"Didn't I give you the Four Spirit Blades?" asked Judas.

"The technique of the Four Spirit Blades has given us a lot of inspiration, but we can't completely imitate that kind of weapon, and even if we can, it won't meet your requirements. Otherwise, why would we forge this weapon ourselves? We have no problem reforging the technology of the Four Spirit Blades. Lorenz explains, "The transfer of concepts and the creation of concepts are two different things in alchemy. ”

"Well, have you pinned on that thing?" Judas nodded, and he walked out of the room and hugged Lorenz cordially, it was a young man with excitement in his eyes.

Lorenz smiled and said, "Of course, that thing is in Lixia, and we have already begun to prepare the final preparations. Of course, Lord Galahad said that we were just collecting data, and now you are the only one who can kill that thing. We're here to help. ”

Judas denied this claim: "You can kill it, Galahad just wanted to throw it with the most reasonable force." You should know his temper, and he will never use four points of force for things that can be used for three points. ”

Lorenz nodded: "This is also one of the world-shattering talents of His Excellency Galahad. ”

"Talent?" Judas repeated Lorenz's words, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, we'll have to settle this matter within a week, and then, I hope you can finish the weapon as soon as you get the data, at least the first version, or I'll really not be at ease with my hapless apprentice." ”

Lorenz replied confidently, "Of course, the Heaven Changing Department is the pinnacle of magic technology, and we are the most powerful magic talent in the world. Unlike the slow alchemists, we are not only more rigorous, but our efficiency is not comparable to that of the old churros who are stubborn to tradition. After all......"

"After all, 'God created the world in seven days, and one day for the man who changed the heavens was enough.'" 'Really?'" Judas laughed and repeated the phrase, the motto of the group of technicians of the Pilgrim's Celestial Division, who were real logistical technicians who had no or almost zero combat effectiveness, unlike the hunting department led by Natasha.

"All for the glory of His Excellency Galahad. Lorenz's eyes lit up, and every time he mentioned the name, his face showed a pilgrimage of devotion, as if a believer was chanting the name of God.

Judas grinned, the operators behind him had already cleaned up the scene, turned on the gas switch, as long as there was a little fire, the scene would turn into a gas explosion, poor Charles was just blown up in the gas and there were no bones left, anyway, it was impossible for the werewolf to have DNA archived in the hands of the police. At least he would have died as a humble farmer, and no one would have associated him with the killer of the serial murders, and perhaps someone would offer his own corn from his field at his funeral.

"What a blessing to be able to die as a human being. Judas said quietly.

Lorenz didn't quite understand this logic, why would he feel happy when he died as a human being, but he didn't dare to ask, although Judas didn't have a fight, he was still the sword of judgment at the Round Table, with the same rank as Lord Galahad, not to mention that he had signed an alliance with Lord Galahad and was an ally to help each other. This is also something that Lorenz could not understand, no matter how strong a person is, he can never be compared to an organization, let alone the Pilgrims being one of the largest organizations in the world. But Lord Galahad's decision was that they would never bother, and what the Sage had done must be right, and that would never change.

"By the way, one more thing, if you really want to forge a god-killing weapon, you don't have to make it too sharp. Judas turned his head as if remembering something, and whispered, "The sharpness of the weapon comes from its wielder, and it is better to let it grow with its master, and when its master grows to be strong enough to kill gods, it will surely be worthy of such a fierce man." ”

"What do you mean......" Lorenz didn't dare to laugh at Judas, the man in front of him inherited everything from country Z, and he naturally knew how the people of country z forged divine soldiers.

"Sometimes weapons need to grow, and if the owner is too strong, it will make the weapon have no room to grow. Ah no, I just suddenly remembered that I had seen such a weapon, and that was all......" Judas raised an eyebrow, "Arrange a plane for me, I should go to Lixia!"

It took him and Agnes a long time to get to the address indicated in the letter.

Although this restaurant is on the most secluded corner of Shadow Street, it's not that hard to find.

"The owner of this restaurant is a famous chef who has won the World Wizarding Cooking Competition for three years in a row, but I have never seen this restaurant open, and I have heard that he has a very strange temper, and he is not welcomed by everyone, and no one knows the standard of reception. Agnes gently patted He Qitian's back, who was pale and sweaty on his forehead.

This wizard street is near the school, but you have to enter a gate hidden by magic like entering the oblique alley, and He Qitian felt a very violent discomfort as soon as he passed through the door, dizziness, simply put, the disgusting feeling of motion sickness, but fortunately he didn't vomit in front of the lady.

Agnes explained calmly: "This is called Might and Magic Allergy, and it is generally a symptom of people who are particularly sensitive to magic when they pass through a door with complex magical powers, and many talented wizards will have such reactions. ”

He Qitian didn't know what was called Magic's allergy, but being particularly sensitive to magic was pure nonsense, he hadn't done anything in the past few days, he had quietly read some wizard books in the library, and he didn't seem to have anything to do with the so-called talent. Gifted humans often have psychic phenomena, but he himself knows very well that his childhood was so scientific that it exploded, not to mention psychic, and even the bigger lottery tickets are not in China, although he doesn't buy lottery tickets either.

"This Carter Alexander is really powerful, can he invite me to dinner here?" He Qitian hurriedly diverted this heart-wrenching topic.

Agnes smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've never been to this kind of place, so I don't know what the owner's conditions are." But since it's a business, as long as you give enough money, then there's no business that you don't do, right?"

When he said this, a strange look flashed on Agnes's expression, which made He Qitian very strange, just now at that moment he felt a faint sadness from Agnes's body, which was very different from Agnes, who had always been full of vitality, this girl was simply lively to an excessive extent along the way, her mouth never stopped, and she had been explaining all kinds of things in the wizarding world to He Qitian.

"What's wrong?" He Qitian asked.

Agnes didn't expect He Qitian to be able to capture even a moment's change in her mood, so she quickly pinned her head to the side and whispered, "I'm just thinking, it costs a lot of money to eat a meal in this kind of place, right?"

He Qitian was a little strange: "We shouldn't come out." ”

Agnes nodded, "Yes." ”

As if the atmosphere had become strange, Agnes hurriedly said, "Sorry, that, let's go in early, don't make Lord Carter wait too long." ”

The two of them lowered their heads and quickly pushed open the glass door in front of them.

This restaurant is indeed as Agnes said, no one is in it, the floor is smooth white floor tiles, people can see the reflection of people with a mop, a bright white crystal lamp fell on the ceiling, quite a high-end restaurant posture, making He Qitian a little suspicious that this cheap stall short sleeve on his body is a little unsuitable for this kind of occasion.

"This place...... It's strange......" Agnes was dumbfounded, her little mouth opened dementedly, and she looked at the restaurant in front of her, it was really the first time she had been in or out of a fancy restaurant like this. Only, would a fine dining restaurant use such a long table?

He Qitian also noticed the difference in this restaurant. This restaurant doesn't have that kind of small table, only a long table in the center of the hall, this long table is incompatible with the other luxurious and exquisite decorations in the store, it should only be slightly polished with the trunk of a giant tree, He Qitian can see the rough lines on that table when he stands at the door. In one corner of the dining room are huge barrels, stacked upside down and so dense that they fill an entire wall, and I don't know how many people will drink them.

As soon as the two walked into the restaurant, Carter walked out of the back kitchen, and the prodigal rich second generation waved his hand to He Qitian: "Hello, Your Excellency He Qitian." ”

His words made He Qitian a little alert, and he actually used the honorific of "Your Excellency".

Carter's smile was meaningful, but the arrogance and untouchable temperament seen at the meeting was completely gone.

"Miss Moira, you should know your true identity, so I won't hide it from you, I know who you are. Carter generously stretched out his hand to He Qitian, with a faint smell of cologne.

He Qitian stretched out his hand and shook hands with him, the two shook hands briefly, and Carter said apologetically: "I have seen too many people before, and my attitude of forgiving me is too arrogant, but you must have seen through my disguise, right?"

He Qitian was silent, this was the reason why he was willing to go to the appointment, just when Carter approached him and sent out an invitation, he actually didn't feel arrogance and arrogance from this rich second generation, but he was more humble, and even He Qitian could vaguely feel the admiration he revealed.

Instead, Agnes looked at Carter in surprise, she had never seen Carter in this state, in the school, the leader of the pure-blood brotherhood, the biggest hooligan leader of the school, was also notorious, but now he looked like a real gentleman.

Carter glanced at Agnes's expression and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, I can't help myself, I know that many people in the Apocalypse Society don't like me, let alone Vice President Moira." ”

He Qitian was confused when he heard it, who was Moira?

Agnes noticed He Qitian's confused expression, her face suddenly turned red, and she said embarrassedly: "Moira is me, my wizard's name is Agnes, sorry, Your Excellency, I didn't mean to hide it." ”

Carter added: "It's a normal reaction for a wizard to use a wizard's name instead of his real name to a stranger, and there are only two kinds of people who don't need to hide their real name, one is to really trust the other person, and the other is that his name is tied to honor and he doesn't need to hide his real name." ”

It's really completely different, this man talks decently now, but he doesn't have so much red tape and chewing words, and more importantly, he asked He Qitian to bring the translator with him, but he has been communicating with He Qitian in Chinese, although he has a strong accent, but it doesn't look like he doesn't know Chinese.

"So, your posture in the school is all disguised?" He Qitian felt a chill in his heart, the people in this school seemed more complicated than they appeared.

Kart nodded: "That's right, but please keep this secret, it's not time to reveal it yet." ”

"Why?" asked He Qitian.

"Let's talk while eating, right?" Carter didn't answer He Qitian's question immediately, but bowed like He Qitian, turned around and walked into the back kitchen.

A moment later, a young man in a chef's hat followed him out, this young man looked a few years older than Carter, the smile on his face was so eager, he walked out of the kitchen, and immediately took He Qitian's hand, his hand had some ice, he should have just washed his hands and dried them before coming out.

"Are you His Excellency He Qitian?" the chef said excitedly.

"Ah...... I am. He Qitian replied.

The chef's eyes lit up with excitement: "Hahaha, Shahlimnir has finally ushered in a real hero!"

Such incoherent words made He Qitian scratch his head, but the chef was obviously very fanatical.

Carter explained apologetically: "That's right, this is Toneo, the best wizard chef in the world, this restaurant Shahlimnir is his restaurant, he is the last descendant of the world's Nordic cuisine, these dishes were once enjoyed by the Heroic Spirits in Valhalla's Hall of the Immortals, so this guy has a stinky temper, his dishes are only made for heroes, and other ordinary people, he will not care how much money he pays." ”

"Hahaha, the banquet! It's time for the feast, Carter, go and open the third barrel in the second row over there!" Tonio's tone was like a fanatic fan seeing his idol, and he actually gave orders to Carter, and Carter was very helpless about his temper, so he could only obediently go to the barrel to put the wine.

He Qitian realized that this long table was modeled after Odin's banquet, and the legendary Valhalla heroic warriors gathered around the long table when they were resting, eating meat, drinking wine and enjoying the service of the goddess of war, and then when daylight came the next day, they threw themselves into a new round of fighting to prepare for the final Ragnarok. But Tonio's expression showed that the long table was never full.

"Wait a minute, I'll serve the food right away!" Tonio let go of his clenched hand and ran briskly to the back kitchen.

Carter returned to the table with a large glass of wine, and poured a large glass of golden mead into the wooden cup on the table.

The wine was surging at the bottom of the glass, and He Qitian had to admit that it looked very tempting.

Carter sat across from He Qitian, and Tonio began to continuously serve dishes from the back kitchen, and soon filled the long table in front of Carter and He Qitian.

The menu was indeed rich, from roasted suckling pig to suckling pig with a tempting smell, and He realized that these dishes were the same as those of the Norse warriors long ago, high-calorie food that could withstand the cold of Northern Europe, and it was also very much in line with the pirates' personality of being drunk and drunk.

Carter dismantled the hind leg of the roast suckling pig with a dinner knife, dividing a piece of the best roast meat into two pieces and placing it on Moira and Ho Qitian's plates. "Please try it, Tonio's food is always good. ”

He Qitian put the barbecue meat in his mouth, the heat was just right, and the seasoning perfectly brought out the umami and texture of the meat, and there was a rare sense of satisfaction when eating.

"You can already guess why I did that. Carter is like a courteous waiter, why Qi Tian cuts the barbecue and serves the two of them a rich stew.

He Qitian thought to himself, where can I guess? But he just nodded vaguely.

Carter reached out and pinched a pinch of coriander, put it in the soup bowl and stirred, and said, "Many people in the academy think that I am a rich second generation who does not do his job, and I should be called the second generation of Wu." Including Miss Moira, right?"

Moira awkwardly avoided Carter's gaze, and Carter was right, he was indeed at the bottom of the chain of contempt for most students in the academy.

Carter smiled nonchalantly, and said, "This is a wizarding school, and even though Headmaster Merlin tries to run this school in a modern way, it is still essentially a wizarding academy, a mission of arcane and magic, under the management of wizarding society. ”

He Qitian nodded, the understanding of the past few days, this school did give him a strong sense of disobedience, I can't tell where it is, obviously the students live in the dormitory like ordinary college students, and when there are no classes, they will go to this shadow street to fight tooth sacrifices, but there is an indescribable feeling surrounding him.

"Class. The biggest problem in wizarding society is that they still pay attention to blood, and even if there is a gap between rich and poor in ordinary universities, no one will bring this chain of contempt to the fore. This is the difference between a wizarding academy and a regular university, and the inheritance of magic has long been dependent on the family. Each magical family is like the most stingy miser who keeps its own magical legacy, the world's most secret treasure, and they keep their mouths shut. In this process, the first group of people to monopolize the secrets of magic, they were the original nobles. Aristocracy is divided by bloodline, but in fact nobility has nothing to do with bloodline, unless you are really shocking, the talent of magic is not so important, what really distinguishes nobles from commoners is the secrets they hold in their hands. Carter looked at Moira, "Miss Moira is an ordinary person who has been found to have magical talents, and her parents are not wizards. ”

He Qitian didn't particularly understand it, but it should be that the nobles monopolized most of the magic secrets in their hands, so they mastered the right to speak in the magic society and put themselves in a superior position. It's no different from the real world.

"I am a new nobleman and an old nobleman. Carter gestured to himself, but there was no hint of ostentation or pride in his tone.

"New aristocrats?" He Qitian didn't understand, why did the nobles still divide the old into the new, did the people who ate at the table still have to come first and come first?" "Aren't they all people who eat at the table?"

Carter was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "The metaphor is very appropriate, but there is still a difference between the new aristocracy and the old aristocracy, and the new aristocracy is the biggest threat to the old aristocracy." ”

He Qitian couldn't interject, and Moira was completely stunned.

"The new aristocracy has emerged in recent times, they are not nobles, but their merits and abilities are so strong that their prestige among wizards has been comparable to that of the old nobles, who do not want commoners to have the same status as them, but they have no choice but to classify them as nobles. These are the new aristocracy, and the round table members are almost all new aristocrats. Those who rely on bloodline are the old nobles, and those who rely on their own merits make the old nobles have to admit are the new nobles. Carter is a good storyteller, perhaps because it's his own story, and his voice is soft, but infectious, "The reason why I'm pretending to be a gentleman is actually to protect the rabbit." ”

"Huh?" He Qitian snorted lightly.

"Rabbit, she is also a commoner, but she became the president of the student council, she climbed to the top of the student rights, do you know how many aristocratic students see her as a thorn in the flesh? This is the wizarding world, the law is not as strict as the real world, and it is nothing new for nobles to kill commoners. Carter laughs.

"So you have become the most stubborn of the nobles, so as long as you do not act excessively against Miss Silbey, no one else dares to do anything to her. He Qitian suddenly understood the intention of this noble child.

Kart nodded: "What's the best way to protect a rabbit? You become a hunter and book this rabbit, then other hunters who want to do something to this rabbit must pass me first." They can easily deal with a commoner, but they can't deal with me, who is also a nobleman. ”

He Qitian nodded, which can explain why this person always has an arrogant posture in school, but there is no arrogant emotion, everything is just pretended by him.

Moira couldn't keep her mouth shut, and the freshman had all been refreshed today, one was for the hidden dangers of this school, and the other was for Carter's forbearance.

"But, this has nothing to do with me, right?" He Qitian said, he really didn't have a real sense of this kind of undercover drama, he didn't have any real sense of the wizarding world himself, and this kind of story was just a story in his ears.

"No, you're the only one in the school right now who can help me. Carter shook his head, "There's something big going on at the academy, but I don't know who I can call for help." ”

He Qitian pursed his lips: "You can tell the teacher, or anyone else, it's okay, what can I do as a transfer student?"

"Most of the teachers are aristocrats, or wizards, and they don't care about the lives of ordinary new wizards, and I tell them that they will expose themselves. Many nascent wizards like Miss Moira have been missing from the Academy. You are the agent of His Excellency Judah, and you also hold the sword of judgment! Only you can judge sinners without evidence, which is why I have found you, among the wizards, the one who can intimidate the nobles, except for the new nobles, is your teacher, the sword of judgment of the Council of the Round Table. Carter's voice grew more urgent.

He Qitian was silent for a moment, he didn't think that one day he would be pinned on such high hopes, but I'm afraid that he would disappoint Carter, he didn't know what the power of the Sword of Judgment was, not to mention that now he had no combat power except for the name of the agent. It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that he can't help.

"I'm sorry......" He Qitian put down the knife and fork in his hand, stood up, and solemnly apologized to Carter, Carter's smile froze on his face.