Chapter 7: The School of Wizards

If you don't enter a line, you don't understand a line.

In his previous life, if Loren hadn't been included as a killer and became a killer who licked blood on the tip of the knife all the time, he would not have peeked into the dark side of that world that was unknown to ordinary people.

Similarly, in this life, Lorain has studied the way of knighthood since he was a child, and he has not touched on the knowledge of wizards. In contrast, the guy in his head who called himself the Asura Wizard of the School of War, Rheinharut, was a veteran monster with a deep understanding of wizards.

Loraine, only listen.

"There are many schools of wizarding, the school of spells, the school of plasticity, the school of necromancy, the school of steel, the school of war, and the school of prophecy...... Each school of thought has similarities and differences. If you want to become a wizard, you should initially consider which school you want to study or study. ”

"Are you asking me about my intentions?" After Rheinharut's words had been vacant for a long time, Loren finally spoke.

"Yes," Reinharut replied in the affirmative, "it is your right, and as your wizard mentor, I will respect your choice." ”

"What do you want me to choose?" Luo Lan smiled bitterly, he only stayed at the slightest touch of syllables in his ears about these schools, and he didn't know what they meant.

"No, what do you want to be?"

What do you want to be?

A simple question, but it made Luo Lan's heart tighten, and he couldn't speak.

Become what? This seems to be something that all living beings in the world think about, but it is not.

As a killing machine that has been cultivated and trained by killers since childhood, he doesn't think about what he wants to become. What he has to think about is how to complete the task perfectly, and how to kill the mission target with appropriate means.

Even if he dies and is reborn in another world, growing up in this new environment, his long-erased humanity is filled back a little. He thinks about what to do for others or what to do to others. As for himself, he has been stereotyped in ignorance and neglect, dispensable, whether he has a killing nature is unknown, and his mind is still a machine.

"I want to ...... Let my family no longer hold its head up in front of outsiders, and let my father get strong protection from me. ”

"Little one, you didn't answer in the direction of my question." Rheinharut pondered for a moment and sneered softly, "I understand, join the school of war that I am proficient in!" ”

……

The scorching sun broke free from the swaddling clothes of the firmament, erasing the last vestiges of the horizon as always.

The passing of the day meant that the day was coming to an end for most of the residents of Twin Hills. Admittedly, Loren does not belong to that "majority", and his "day" has just begun.

After a day of training, the teenagers strolled back from the training ground to their accommodation, and the residential area of the town was gradually painted with various colors of candle lights.

After confirming that everyone had returned home, the father and son of Hawke and Loran quietly walked out of the room, took Hilton, the captain of the escort team who was the wind for them, and went to the edge of Twin Hills Town, which is also the remote site of the border between the Alexic Empire and the August Empire.

The group of three stopped at the place where they first entered the forest, and after making sure that there were no townspeople or border warriors around, they settled down and began the first wizarding initiation class belonging to Loraine.

Hilton left a certain distance to help Loren and Hawke, not disturbing the father and son, and preventing others from disturbing them.

In the same place, Loren sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for his father's teachings.

Hawke stood with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, but his eyes were condensed at Loran not far ahead.

After a long time, Hawke finally spoke: "Loraine, before teaching you about wizarding, you must remember one thing. ”

Loran pecked his head lightly, meaning to show his intentions.

"Don't reveal your identity as a wizard unless...... You want to kill him, or be killed by him. Hawke accentuated the verb of the sentence, and Loren could tell that it was a word that contained historical memory.

"The child understands."

"Good!" Hawke let out a long sigh and officially began the initiation course.

"The Wizard's Path is very different from the Knight's Path, you have to remember. In order to become a knight, you can forge your body with a half-understanding of penance, and even if there is a slight mistake in it, it will be easy to make up for it later. However, wizards are not, and without a lot of theoretical knowledge, even if they just cower and take the first step, they are very likely to commit suicide......"

Hawke began to speak an introduction to every wizard's apprentice to remember, and Loren listened with an unchanging face.

Loraine remained silent, which did not mean that he was idle and doing nothing. At the same time, in the depths of Loren's mind, Rheinharut's babbling of showing off and mocking was ringing.

A few moments earlier, Rheinharut had instilled in Loren the basics of paving the way for wizards. This knowledge is exactly what Hawke is saying at this time.

"Look, I'm right, right?"

"Hehe, do you believe me now?"

"I'm still explaining it thoroughly, but ...... Your father is amazing enough to be able to do that. At least, he did his homework. ”

“……”

Rheinharut, who was barely familiar with Loraine, couldn't help but shudder, without a trace of the demeanor of an old man who had gone through thousands of years.

"Enough! He is my father, even if you are my wizard mentor, you are not qualified to judge or criticize him! Luo Lan scolded, through the soul link.

When Rheinharut heard this, he was silent.

It dawned on him that these thousands of years of loneliness had transformed his original pride into what he had ever despised.

"Wizards are as knowledgeable as the stars, and the great predecessors have made it better and easier for us to practice, dividing them into many paths, which eventually evolved into various wizarding schools."

At this point, Hawke's pupils suddenly widened, and he was focused.

Although not long ago, Rheinharut explained in detail all kinds of knowledge about the wizarding school, but due to its remnant state and the fact that Loran did not have enough life energy to support the transmission of physical memories, Loran could only hear, but he could not see with his own eyes what this mysterious witchcraft was.

Now, a living wizard was standing in front of him. He firmly believes that his father, Hawke, is more than capable of performing the magical sorcery he expects.

"There are many schools of wizarding, but they are all the same. Among them, the School of Spells, the School of Plasticity, and the School of Necromancy are the three basic schools that every wizard must study. Whether you study under the Steeling School, the Prophetic School, the Inscription School, or any other school, you can't avoid the knowledge of these three basic schools. ”