Roland pushed open the door, and a warm current hit his face. The pen ~ fun ~ www.biquge.info fireplace is in full swing, and there is an oak round table in the center of the spacious and bright hall, surrounded by eight chairs, and there is no distinction between the main and guest seats, which reminds Roland of King Arthur and his knights of the round table.

All of you here are Rudolph's generals. Sitting by the door were two Black Guard colonels, Pavel and Alexei, and next to them were Pastor Boris, Sindra, who had been listening to a lot of lectures lately, and greeted the three division commanders when he entered the door.

The three of them also smiled and stood up to return the salute. In class, they are teachers, Roland is a student, so there is no need to be so polite, but in this small circle, they are the subordinates of the Kolas family, and Roland is a dignified young master, so he doesn't dare to be too arrogant.

At this time, Rudolph and Evgenia also came to take their seats. When Rudolph saw that his son was still standing, he pointed to the empty chair beside him and motioned for him to come and sit, which was an additional seat for him.

As soon as Roland sat down, Lyudmila floated over with a pot-bellied tin flask to serve everyone present.

Seeing Roland sitting at the round table in a grand manner, the giant girl stared at her in surprise, and then she realized something, glanced at him with vinegar, and muttered in a low voice: "Amazing, young master Koras, I still have to serve you in the future, the little girl, you are beautiful in your heart, isn't it?" ”

Evgenia immediately glared at her daughter, lowered her voice but scolded very harshly: "Go back to the kitchen, there is no place for you to talk here!" ”

Lyudmila's eyes suddenly turned red.

Rudolph glanced at Evgenia unhappily and said softly: "Lyudmila is not small, it's time to help us share some work and add a chair to her." ”

Evgenia was both moved and embarrassed: "This is not appropriate, is it? Adult's business, what kind of system does the little girl mix into......"

Rudolph showed a funny expression and gently criticized her: "What's inappropriate? Roland is half a year younger than Mira, he can sit here, why can't Mira? We are all family. ”

At this time, Yevgenia's eyes couldn't help but reddened slightly.

Roland jumped up playfully, quickly brought a bench, placed it next to his chair, and slapped it on the surface of the bench.

"Mira, come and sit here."

Lyudmila first looked at Rudolph and then at her mother's face, and then ran over and sat next to Roland happily, twisting her buttocks, frowning slightly, and couldn't help but lean into his ear and exhale like Lan Jiao's voice was disgusted: "You bad guy, sit on the big chair by yourself, give me a small bench!" I'm such a big man and you let me sit on a small bench, do you think you're necrotic? ”

Roland gave her a serious look, "Don't get an inch!" It's good to give you a bench, you have to know how to be grateful, I still have an empty cup, don't you see? Don't hurry up and fill it up. ”

Lyudmila gritted her silver teeth and poured him wine hatefully.

At this time, a strange mana fluctuation suddenly came from the door, and a circle of distorted white light emerged, attracting everyone's attention.

Swish! The silver halo formed an archway, and a thin old man in a gray robe and a pointed wizard's hat stepped out, holding an oak staff in his right hand, and a large crow with red eyes and black feathers stood on his shoulder, leisurely picking feathers.

The old man hurried two steps to the round table, bowed to Rudolph's chest, lifted his crooked wizard's hat, and said, "I'm sorry I'm late again." ”

Rudolph shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The strict Pastor Boris sank his face and said, "Old fellow, when are you not late?" Are all arcane spellcasters as untime-minded as you are? ”

The old mage shrugged, "I'm doing an alchemy experiment, you know, it's easy to lose track of time when you're busy. ”

Then the crow on his shoulder rattled and complained to his master in a hoarse language: "Oh, poor Merlin, I remind you to pay attention to the time, but you always say, 'Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, we don't have to waste time anyway', but unfortunately your 'Any Door' is not as reliable as you think." ”

"Shut up!" The old mage slapped his shoulder with a backhand, and the gloating demon pet.

Rudolph shook his head helplessly: "Merlin, sit down, my stomach is already hungry, and I don't want to listen to you quarrel with that sharp crow anymore." ”

Roland hurriedly got up and invited the old mage to sit down.

The gray-robed mage was named Merlin Saphorosa, and although he looked sloppy and sloppy, he was a super powerhouse with 14 mage ranks, both Rudolph's arcane advisor and Roland's tutor.

Mr. Mage has always been confused about trivial matters, and has no concept of time, everyone understands and understands, but he still has to punish him with three glasses of wine, and those who study spells must always keep their minds clear, Merlin has always been afraid of the things in the cup, and Roland took the initiative to punish him in order to avoid the teacher's embarrassment.

Among the people present, except for Evgenia and Lyudmila, Roland spent the most time with Merlin, even more than with his father, and the relationship between master and apprentice was very good.

Mage Merlin was also an exile. He had no children and no daughters, and originally lived in seclusion in the mountains, obsessed with the study of magic. One day, however, ten years ago, a Light Inquisitor with a large group of heavily armed knights burst into his house and declared him a heretic.

Reason?

There is no need for a reason, the arcane spellcaster is naturally not popular in the Holy Asan Empire, just because he is a mage, and the Holy See inquisitors can rub him flat and round him anytime and anywhere.

What's more, everyone knows that mages are very rich, and for the Holy See, isn't this a good fat sheep?

The poor old man was imprisoned in the Inquisition, and after some torture, he obediently confessed his guilt and gave all his property to the Holy See to avoid being burned at the stake, but he was kicked to the Far East and sentenced to life exile.

The old man fell seriously ill in his first winter in exile, and it was Rudolph who saved him from death.

The old man repaid his kindness, and from then on he followed Rudolph, gave him advice, and took the initiative to take on Roland's education, teaching him to read and write.

Roland had asked him for magic advice, but Merlin had not answered.

Roland thought that the torture he had suffered at the Inquisition had left a psychological shadow on the old man, and he didn't want him to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Looking back now through the eyes of a traverser, he realized that this was not entirely the case.

Rudolph dared to secretly train the Dark Guardians in the penal colony, why didn't Merlin dare to teach the arcane? What's more, there is no shortage of apprentices in his tower.

The truth is simple, before he took it, the native boy Roland lacked arcane talent, and his mind may be considered intelligent among ordinary people, but it is far from enough to be an outstanding mage.

"After all, the intelligence of 14 can learn at most the fourth level of arcane, perhaps in Master Merlin's opinion, even if he gets the mage inheritance, this level of qualification has a limited future, there is no need to waste energy and time for a wrong path, not to mention that before my soul is pierced, the original intelligence of genuine Roland Kolas will not reach 14." At the thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In fact, "intelligence" is not the only talent of arcane, and "charm" is also a major casting attribute.

Roland is very confident in his charm, but unfortunately Merlin is a mage rather than a warlock, so he can't give him guidance in the warlock field, and warlocks don't all rely on hard work to obtain spell-casting ability, whether they can get a professional inheritance depends more on luck.

Fortunately, he already has the unique professional inheritance of "Destiny Samurai", and his desire for arcane arts is not as strong as before, and he has no plans to be a part-time warlock for the time being.