As a well-educated socialist traverser, he felt extremely painful at the thought of learning from the past and starting again from addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, but he didn't have that ability to learn martial arts.

In the past few years, the Countess has changed no less than twenty teachers for Du Ang, all of whom are famous scholars and grand knights in Yanjing, but none of them can grow up in the Earl's Palace. As short as three days, or as much as a year and a half, these god-level figures have all left for various reasons, this back and forth, although Du Ang has stayed at home, he has also become a small celebrity in Yanjing, as long as he is a little well-informed, he knows that the young master's head in the Earl McNuss Mansion is difficult to shave, the whole teacher killer, no matter how capable you are, to be a teacher for him is to bring humiliation on himself, at the beginning, there were still people who did not believe in evil and had to try, but after folding a few generals in a row, no teacher dared to come to teach class.

The countess was worried, and there were several crow's feet at the corners of her eyes: what can I do? Could it be that his precious son is just a mess of mud that can't support the wall? Evil, how can this be, is it that the child's father usually killed too much, and he was punished by God?

This dragged on for several years, and Du Ang never made much progress in his studies until he was thirteen years old, when another teacher finally took the initiative to come to the door.

The teacher was a magician named Justin, who was officially registered with the Imperial Magicians Guild, and he told the Countess that he hoped Master Duon would learn magic from him.

If this matter had been put in the past, the countess would definitely not agree, after all, in the eyes of the ordinary people of the Bauhinia Empire, magicians are a group of outrageous monsters who do not understand the world and have a bad temper, and it is difficult to ask for a wife. But now that Duang is so stiff, what else can the countess say? What can pull out the pus is a good plaster, no matter what he learns, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

As for such a wonderful thing as magic, Duang had never heard of it, but he was very interested. However, he was not interested in this Justin magician at all.

His first impression of Justin Wizard was bad.

This Justin magician is about fifty years old, with a fat bun-like figure, a plateau red face, looking like the owner from a remote mountain in a street tavern, his eyes are not very steady, and he is moving around, especially when he looks at the countess, he always looks a little confused, coupled with a broken hair like a fish, how does this guy look unpleasant.

He was wearing a black magic robe embroidered with many strange patterns of crooked hooks, holding a magic wand with the same crooked hook in his hand, and sat down on a chair with his legs crossed. Since crossing into this world, Duon has a prominent status, and although his reputation is not very good now, he is also the only son of Lord Count McNuss, isn't he? Who can't help but nod their heads and say a few nice words? It was the first time in so many years that he had seen someone who dared to look at him with such eyes.

"What do you see? Depend on! Du Ang chirped crookedly in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Dear Countess, I am going to put Master Duon to a magic test, and if he can pass my exam, I will decide to accept him as my student."

Magic test?

Duang's eyes lit up, although he didn't like this Justin magician, but Duang was still very interested in the magic test or something.

Du Ang's biggest hobby in his last life was to lie on the bed and read online novels, the book was eight years old, he had four high-V accounts, and he was also a big senior bookworm, and after reading all the fantasy novels, he found that it almost described the magic test.

Yes, whether it's wonderful or not, it's nothing more than an old man magician or a fairy-looking beauty magician who takes you to an airtight little dark room, takes out a crystal ball that is brighter than a fist, and then asks you to put your hand on it. And at this time you can't speak, you have to close your eyes to do contemplation, in the terminology of magicians this state is called meditation, and then when you meditate almost, the crystal ball will produce all kinds of strange changes, some are bright, some can reflect various elements of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and at this time the eyes of magicians will generally flash with surprise, saying that you are the most talented child I have ever seen, I decided to accept you, and the stability and peace of this world in the future will depend on you to maintain, and then from this time on, You will embark on a road full of the spirit of the king, you can call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers, wizards and witches and paladins or something is a big piece, and at the same time you can hug left and right to enjoy all the glamorous blessings, and finally defeat the evil boss who is jealous of you and robs women, and become the only master and the biggest ** pull down in this world.

Eighty percent of the 100 books are written in this way. Of course, there is a 10% chance that you touch the crystal ball and nothing changes, and at this time the magician will look at you with disdain, sneer at you with harsh words and then abandon you, until one day you happen to become a super awesome forbidden spell magician and come back and beat this magician's old face, and then he crawls on the ground and cries and says I was really blind at the beginning, I didn't see that you were such a super genius, please, give me a chance to compensate you, okay? I have a daughter, young and beautiful, who is still unmarried (the words of the sorceress are to cry and shout and pledge to each other) - this is how the waste wood flow is written.

There are also ten percent of the books that don't write about the magic test, which is obviously non-mainstream, and basically they are eunuchs......

"Which one am I? Is it a magical genius or a magical wastewood? Crystal ball...... Oooh......" Duon muttered inwardly as he followed Justin Magician towards the innermost room in the hallway.

Just as Duon thought, Justin's magic test was also carried out in a completely enclosed room, except that there was no darkness where you could not see your fingers, but a candle was lit, and the flames suddenly trembled, trembling vigorously. And Justin Magician didn't take out any crystal ball or anything like that when he came in, he locked the door and went straight to a chair to sit on, and then looked Du Ang up and down with a strange expression that seemed to be smiling, and Du Ang was sweating all over his body.

"This ...... What's wrong with this guy? Is there something wrong with the surname orientation? Seeing Justin's lustful eyes, Duon was frightened, and regretted that he had been careless for a while, and actually followed this strange guy of unknown origin into a secret room alone. Damn, if this magician in front of me is really perverted, then it's bad, the walls of this room are made of soundproofing materials, even if you shout out your throat, you can't hear it, and the door is locked again, what if this thing wants to vent its beast desires with itself?

Revolt?

I must give it for nothing!

That's a magician, isn't it like having fun to clean up a piece of waste wood that can't be written and can't do anything?

Help me!

The more Du Ang looked at Justin's sneaky smile, the more bottomless his heart became, and he carefully rubbed back a little bit, pressed his ass against the wall, and then put himself in a pose with one foot in front and one foot behind, thinking that if he dared to have bad intentions towards him, he would immediately kick it over, whether it would work or not was secondary, mainly to show his attitude of defending chastity......

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