The house of Reem III has always been well-behaved, and Duchamp changed into a formal dress and arrived at the banquet honestly and punctually.

He was greeted by a figure he had never expected.

Teacher Remle looked at Duchamp, who was still wearing a formal suit on a hot day, and couldn't bear such a huge image contrast for a while, and laughed heartily.

"I mean, is this dress so funny?" Duchamp glared at Mr. Remel, who was wearing a crumpled shirt and rolled up his sleeves. "Since you are here, you must be the 'son' in the mouth of the lord."

"Oh, exactly, as the only son of the old man, I sometimes feel really ashamed, and it seems that I am very unworthy of him and such a noble mansion." Teacher Remur spread his hands out.

Duchamp, who felt teased, pulled his horse's face and asked, "In that case, why is his surname Reim and your surname Reim?" ”

Teacher Remur put his index finger to his mouth seriously: "Shh, Reem is not a surname for anyone, only someone in the Reem family with an outstanding talent like him can add such an honorific title." ”

Duchamp's thinking was confused, and he frowned and said, "The imperial surname study is really complicated. ”

As they spoke, they had come to the banquet room, where Reem III stood dressed and greeted Duchamp. He smiled and explained, "Stellary, this is my only son, Elanvis, and I only found out a few months ago that he is still your teacher. ”

Remur looked proud: "I'm familiar with Styry, and I started tutoring their class not long after I first entered the school. ”

Reem III led the two to the table and sat down, and said with a straight face: "Because I know each other very well, I wrote those messy things to His Majesty Yukent, isn't it?" ”

Messy stuff? Your Majesty? Duchamp was bombarded with the sheer amount of these words, and he looked nervously at Teacher Remour.

Teacher Remur hurriedly pleaded: "No, I remember that what I wrote was all good things about Stellary, but I praised him fiercely in the note, how can I say it from your mouth, like I am telling right and wrong!" ”

Reem III glared at his son with wide eyes: "That's it, some things in the "Duchamp Quotations", such as those unintentional words mentioning Osborne and some measures of the cabinet, you should delete it first and then dedicate it to Your Majesty, it's not good to be grabbed by some people and enlarged by braids." ”

Teacher Remur glared back: "You think that you are just a smart person, that book of "Duchamp Quotations" has been spread all over the Lulei University of Technology, not to mention that the Prime Minister and several descendants are also in Duchamp's class, and they must have written this thing in private, as well as many of Styre's usual grotesque behaviors, into a small note and quietly handed it over." Rather than let His Majesty look at the mess, I should give a convincing report. ”

Reem III panicked and said, "What? Styry has spies in his class, can you transfer them to another class? ”

Ray III turned his head and told Duchamp: "You must remember to be obscure in the future, in front of others, just pretend to be stupid, and you must not attract attention." ”

Remur said dissatisfiedly, "What are you worried about, Styry is not yet twenty years old, and he is about to retire?" He's in school, but he's a man of the hour. Besides, with your transcendent status, why should you worry about these worldly magnates? ”

Reem III picked up a small silver bowl, filled the bowl with soup, and said with emotion: "I naturally don't have to worry, but Stelli has to worry, how dangerous it is for a child who has inherited the inheritance of the magician, but is not protected by the power on the continent, and has also exposed his ability, to walk in this world full of dangers!" ”

"What?" Remur and Duchamp were shocked at the same time.

"Sterry is a magician?" Remur turned his head and looked at Duchamp.

What gave you such an illusion? I don't have any wizard heritage. Duchamp hastened to plead.

Reem III leisurely tasted the sweet soup that had just arrived, and motioned for the two to hurry up and enjoy the food. After drinking the soup, he unhurriedly wiped his lips and beard with a napkin, and said, "I am confident that I am not old and dizzy, and even magicians and alchemists cannot tell the difference. ”

As he spoke, he put on a pair of glasses, picked up a booklet on the plate, flipped to a folded page, and read the words on it: "If with the volume of the human body, at that time, the force field in the body can store 1,000 units of conductive force, and in modern times, it can only store 1 conductive force, then, what kind of spell can this guiding force trigger?" ”

Thinking of this, Reem III raised his head and glanced at Duchamp, "Only a magician would understand the collapse of ancient civilizations, the views of alchemists, but this is completely different. ”

"Oh, what do the alchemists think?"

"Alchemists, but they have always believed that it was the gods who destroyed the supreme civilization of alchemists, the so-called Seven Supreme Treasures, out of jealousy, that led to the collapse of the ancient civilization."

"Seven Treasures?" Duchamp was astonished and said, "But I remember that the holy scriptures record a different version. ”

"That's right, the record of the holy scriptures is that the goddess gave the seven supreme treasures to mankind, so that mankind has the supreme civilization, but at that time, human beings were indulging in enjoyment, did not work, and wantonly used the power of the seven supreme treasures. Therefore, God believes that the time is too early to bestow the seven supreme treasures on mankind. Therefore, God took action to seal the Seven Supreme Treasures. ”

Reem III said meaningfully: "This is the statement of the Qiyao Church, but everyone doubts this, how could God make such a mistake, there must be something wrong." ”

Duchamp did not expect an ordinary invitation to participate in the discussion of such a profound question, and he cautiously asked: "So, what do you think of this issue?" ”

Reem III frowned for a moment, and after a while said:

"It's more than a thousand years ago, who can trace back to the real reason, however, among magicians, there has always been another theory that it was the alchemists who concocted the Seven Treasures that led to the destruction of ancient civilizations. Although our world is full of magic, this power is not endless, and it also follows certain conservation laws. And the alchemists, who are all a group of clowns, are always delusional about creating something out of nothing, delusional once and for all, and even think that the formations and various alchemy products they created can replace the law of action of heaven and earth, but they don't know that the birth of seven alchemy products comparable to the power of beauty gods will inevitably change the force field between heaven and earth, bringing unpredictable disasters and changes. ”

It turned out that there had been such an argument in this world for a long time, and Duchamp's heart couldn't help but pound.