Chapter 0277: The Mockery of Fate
Banshee Castle, noble quarter.
Powell Jr. stood in a garden corner, apprehensive and frustrated. A spire building tens of meters high stood in front of him, magnificent and huge, extremely shocking. He looked up and could not have dreamed of how such a huge fortress could have been built.
A few days ago, the Powell family suffered a sudden and devastating blow. Powell Jr. escaped from the territory like a lost dog and arrived at the Banshee Castle in a panic. He wanted the current ruler of the Fils family to hear about his pitiful experience.
It was obviously a tragedy of the fall of a knight's leader, but after hearing this, a low-level butler of the Fils family only gave a slight 'um' sound, and asked little Powell to wait - His Excellency Fils Jr. was very busy and was not sure when to see him.
Powell Jr. thought that he had hurried to report and would get the attention of his superiors and receive him immediately. But in fact, he was the only one who was worried, and what happened to him didn't cause much turmoil at all.
After staying in the hotel for two days, Powell Jr. had to go to the City Lord's Mansion on time every morning and afternoon to humbly ask ......, "Is Your Excellency Little Fils free to see me?"
Asked back and forth, and Powell Jr. was discouraged. Wait until the afternoon of the third day, Louis. Fils was finally able to spare a quarter of an hour to ask about the tragedy of one of his knights.
Little Powell stood in the garden of the City Lord's Mansion before dark, surrounded by arcane-spawned flowers and shrubs, and a beautiful magical fountain. He also came for the first time, and in addition to lamenting the luxury of the superiors, it was jealousy.
The City Lord's Mansion covers an area of more than ten acres, and Powell Jr. looked up at the spire for a long time, unconsciously comparing it with his own wooden fortress, and the difference between cloud and mud made him feel humble and depressed in his heart.
He had never been more hungry for power and status, but he also knew that power was like a gloomy skyβhe could feel the oppression it brings, but he couldn't control it.
"Mr. Powell, please come here." A servant called.
Powell Jr. hurried forward. The servant of the City Lord's Mansion deliberately looked at him and reminded him again, "Please pay attention to your identity and be respectful. Lord Fils will ask you a few words, and just answer them normally. β
Powell Jr. nodded, and his heart was even more miserable. He has not yet inherited the family business, and can only be regarded as a commoner, and he cannot even enjoy the honorific titles of 'Your Excellency' and 'You'. The servants of the city lord's mansion openly lectured him.
In particular, the phrase 'pay attention to your identity' is even more heart-wrenching, as if a big hand viciously uncovered Powell Jr.'s scars, reminding him that he is just a son of a pariah.
The servant ignored Powell's changing expression, and only led him through the city lord's mansion. After a labyrinthine journey, the two stopped outside a study, and then the personal maid went in to report.
The maid entered for a while and then came out, but replied indifferently: "Mr. Powell, your situation and demands, Your Excellency Fils already knows. He said that it would be dealt with at his discretion, so you can go back and be patient. β
"I ......" Powell Jr. finally felt a wave of anger in his heart. If he didn't know where he was, he would definitely burst out scolding, and even rush into the study to find someone to fight. But now ......, "I understand." β
Powell Jr. lowered his head and bowed his head deeply, full of grievances and sadness. He followed the servant and walked back, dejected. The moment he walked out of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, he looked back at the tall and magnificent and shocking building, and his heart was full of hatred.
"You are Powell," a wizard apprentice in a robe shouted outside the City Lord's Mansion, also looking at him with disdain.
"It's me." Powell Jr.'s heart was gloomy, and he replied mechanically, and then asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"
"Lord Bank wants to see you." The wizard apprentice said.
Bank
Powell Jr.'s hard mind forcibly turned, "Is it the leader of the wizarding group in the city, the strongest wizard in the Northlands, and the master Banker known as the 'Guardian of the Banshee Castle'?"
The wizard apprentice nodded proudly, "You missed a title, Lord Banker specializes in the 'Prophecy Department', and he is also known as the 'True Wise Man'. The Master is somewhat interested in what happened to the Powell family and would like to ask you a few words. β
There was no refusal at all, so the wizard apprentice who came to call pointed to the carriage parked nearby and got on the carriage first. Powell Jr. was a little strange, but now he had no choice but to go to the 'real wise man' in a restless mood.
After getting into the car, the wizard apprentice asked in a private capacity: "I heard that your family was destroyed and your father died, who did it?"
Powell Jr. was stunned and couldn't speak. After a while, he replied, "Destroyed by demons." β
"What demons," the wizard apprentice continued.
This question is even more difficult to answer, Powell Jr. had a severe brain pain, his mouth was dry and he pondered repeatedly, and finally gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's a man named Victor. Hugo's demons destroyed. β
It was at this moment that fate mocked those who were self-righteous......
Also in the mood at the moment is Lorraine. The week is over, and Mr. Seth announces that he will take a quiz. Although he didn't say what would happen after the test, the first twenty-three students were all frightened.
The reason is very simple, the living treatment given by Uncle Zhou is too good. Free room and board, full breakfast, noon and evening, three sets of new clothes per person, even shoes, socks and underwear are all included. Recruiting apprentices also benefits families, provides well-paid jobs, and provides a stable life.
After a week like this, all the students weighed a few pounds of meat. Lorraine was originally thin and small, and she could count every rib when she took off her clothes, but now she has changed a lot.
But every time he went to class, Seth scared the apprentice from time to time. He didn't say that there were too many people to be raised, or that the master couldn't use so many people at all, and that those useless wastes should be fired. Every time he said this, it made the students' hearts tremble.
No one wants to go back to the old state of hunger and cold, and everyone cherishes their current life. Everyone racked their brains and read hard. However, the crit brought by the preliminary exam is still a big shadow, and it is a nightmare to think about it.
The learning content arranged by Zhou Qingfeng is actually very simple, after all, Seth has not studied for a long time, and he can't teach any advanced knowledge. Lorraine memorized all the textbooks she had copied before, but she just didn't know the bottom of her heart.
"If I don't pass the exam, I'm finished, my whole family is finished." After class, Lorraine secretly ran to the 'tutor' Farstin, "I'm finished, and so are you." You can't get another copper plate from me. β
Facing the completely anxious Lorraine, the black and thin Farstin also frowned. In the past few days, he has also memorized all of Lorraine's textbooks, not only teaching Lorraine all the content word by word, but also adding a lot of extensions.
The conflict between the two came from Farsting's persuasion of Lorraine to calm down, so as not to affect the performance of the next day's exam. As a result, Lorraine directly blew up her hair and cried on the spot. After just crying for a while, Lorraine asked again: "How do you calculate the area of a circle?"
That's a hard question!
Farsting said with a bitter face: "I studied history, and mathematics is really not my specialty. I just remember a formula, but I didn't care at all. β
There are four questions in the exam, and Farsteen explains the last three repeatedly. In his spare time, Lorraine was taught a great deal about geography, history and humanities. Only mathematics was a problem, and he didn't know how to calculate the area of a circle
"Mr. Kesaith said that the master attaches great importance to mathematics and thinks that mathematics is the most important knowledge, and people who don't understand mathematics are stupid." Lorraine frowned, "If this problem comes up again, I can't do it, what should I do?"
"Supposedly, this shouldn't be the case again." Farsting's face was grim. He wanted to comfort Lorraine, but who would comfort him
The two grasshoppers on a rope were at a loss and had no ideas.