Lin Wei babbled a lot.

Lin Sheng had to listen patiently, but his attention fell on the other two teams not far away.

To his surprise, the scholars escorted by these two teams were actually people he knew.

One is Winther. That is, the stinky goose eggs that were seriously injured by him before.

The other is Karin. The little fairy with a crippled mouth who speaks without a brain and can offend people in one second of her mouth. At the same time, he is also the object of the crush of the eldest brother Beitansi.

Wintor was dressed in red and black, wearing a melon-skin hat on his head, and carrying a wooden staff on his back, which seemed to be like a magic staff, and he looked like he would definitely pass the qualification test.

Seeing Lin Sheng's side, he pretended to have a flat gaze and swept it over, as if he didn't care at all about the painful experience of being broken by Lin Sheng with three ribs and half of his sternum before.

Karin is dressed in a gray tight-fitting suit, with dark brown ponytail hair tied into small braids, and a shiny forehead ornament on her head.

Yes, that's the giant red S that looks exactly like Superman.

Lin Sheng glanced at it. Immediately associated with it, my heart was speechless.

From a distance, Karin also saw Lin Sheng here, just like Wenther, this Nizi completely lost her previous arrogance at this time, her eyes swept over Lin Sheng, and she immediately jumped away like a rabbit.

Seeing that the big guy decisively can't be provoked, he can't be provoked.

After a while, his father, the Earl of Ville, also solemnly told Lin Sheng a few words, and then gave him a bag of heavy coins.

"Take it, you're welcome, use it hard!" He has the air of a country tyrant who is not short of money.

Lin Sheng thanked him speechlessly, accepted it, and then got into the carriage to the port. Together with two other teams, the three teams embarked on the road to study.

Except for the captains of the three teams, the three third-level knights communicated with each other, Lin Sheng, Karin Winser, and none of them had the heart to chat with each other.

Karin Wintour was frightened by Lin Sheng's posture that night. I was afraid of hair, although it was undoubtedly a shame to be scared by a six-year-old child. But they are more worried about their physical safety than about losing face.

It's not just them.

in three teams.

Lin Sheng's Cuijing Fortress team, the soldiers in it, because it was Lin Sheng who was escorting, were obviously more upright than the other two teams.

When talking and chatting, they are all more imposing.

After all, they were escorting, but on the first day of the fortress, Young Master Malfuria, who was only six years old and was about to break through to the third level.

Although they didn't know that Lin Sheng had already crossed the third-level threshold.

Stepping this step is almost a lifelong dream for many ordinary people. And in many small territories, such an achievement is enough to be knighted.

And now Lin Sheng is only six years old. There is no doubt that the entire fortress, and indeed the entire Northland, are optimistic about his future. They all thought that he must be the next lord of Emerald Fortress.

The carriage gurgled and turned.

For several days, there was no wind or waves on the road. All the robber beasts along the road were cleared by the advance team early.

It wasn't until the tenth day that Lin Sheng and the three finally arrived at Bolton Harbour.

It is the second largest port in the entire Portman Kingdom and an important place for import and export trade. At the same time, it is also the location of the famous Lanying Tower.

Every year, in addition to a large number of merchants and merchant ships, there are also a large number of non-math apprentices who come here to seek qualification tests.

Just collecting the test fee every year can make Lanying Tower earn a lot of money.

Not to mention the large number of potions, scrolls, enchanted items, etc., made by the mages flock to the merchants.

The convoy where Lin Sheng and the three of them were located had nothing to do all the way, and kept moving along the avenue on the outskirts of Harbour City.

Enter the city gates, walk through the bustling trade area, and come to the vicinity of the port area, after handing over the letter of introduction and spell tokens.

Soon, Lin Sheng met his uncle, who he had never seen before, the eleventh level high mage of the Lanying Tower: Kenhardt-Leviathan, in the hotel under his jurisdiction.

Elegant and gorgeous hotel suites.

Kenhardt's originally somewhat gloomy and tall face, when he saw Lin Sheng, naturally revealed a trace of softness.

This is a middle-aged man who looks gloomy and stern on the whole.

He was thin and his eyes were sunken, and he had the composure of a scholar and the sanity of a spellcaster. At the same time, there is also a faint strict and habitual superior temperament.

If there is something to describe his overall image. Then the use of bats is perhaps the most appropriate.

He resembles a giant vampire bat deep in a cave, pale and dangerous.

"This is the second time I've seen you. My dear nephew, Malfuria. The last time was when you were born. ”

He stepped forward and gave Lin Sheng a hug unceremoniously. He doesn't care about the various spell-casting metal tools and material bags hanging on his body.

"This is the first time I've seen you, dear Uncle Kenhardt. Lin Sheng seriously responded to the other party's hard hug.

Originally, he was still a little worried about whether he had a bit of strength, but the powerful power that soon came from his uncle's hands made him understand that these high-level spellcasters were not ordinary scholars who were powerless.

"Alright, Malfuria, I've got all your tests arranged, but before then, you can relax and rest in the harbor. This is not comparable to the Emerald Fortress. ”

Kenhardt smiled, but unfortunately his gloomy face didn't seem to fit for a smile, and it looked weird.

Lin Sheng is quite understanding.

From his mother, he had received detailed information about his uncle.

Lan Ying Tower is said to be a high tower, but it is actually a huge academy built with a high-level mage tower as the core.

A mage academy.

As a high-level mage, his uncle Kenhardt, who has reached the eleventh level, is naturally one of the bigwigs with considerable status and weight.

Kenhardt was in the Tower, serving as an examining professor for both courses and was the vice president of the Disaster Academy.

You must know that in the entire Lanying Tower, there are only five academies in total. Each college has only one dean and two associate deans.

And there are thousands of mages in Lan Ying Tower. Hundreds of thousands of apprentices.

In this powerful force, Kenhar is the top 20 bigwigs in the top 20.

Even in the entire port, this huge city with a population of tens of millions, his most unprovoked comprehensive ranking can be ranked in the top 50.

That's a pretty scary number.

Lin Sheng chatted with Kenhardt for a while, and was asked about his mother's situation, his own studies, and his curriculum.

In the academy, Kenhardt has always been known for being harsh and ruthless, and not caring about people.

But at this time, after learning about his nephew's academic progress, even if he is as strict as him, he is quite satisfied with this nephew's growth.

There is no doubt that his nephew, Malfuria Villeley, was an out-and-out genius from the various basic cultural studies, from the combat courses, and from the aristocratic etiquette courses.

"Good. It's in the blood of my Leviathan family. Don't mention your father's side, you should be proud of the bloodline of your mother's family.

You must know that when your father was just a mud leg, if it weren't for your sister, that is, your mother, who gave up her life to marry, she would have worked hard for so many years....."

Kenhardt speaks rigorously, has a solemn attitude, and has a good temperament, everything is good.

Only in one thing, at the mention of his sister, he was quite unhappy with his so-called brother-in-law, the Count of Ville.

It seems that the two have been grudges for a long time.

At the mention of the Leviathan bloodline, his chin was slightly raised, and he looked high and defiant of everything.

Although Lin Sheng didn't know much about the Leviathan family at all.

But it does not prevent him from making various gestures of cooperation and recognition.