Carl was slightly stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the little lover that the lady was talking about was the little girl Lucy. Immediately, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, spread his hands slightly, and explained, "Madam, you misunderstood. Miss Lucy is just my student, not the kind of relationship you think. ”

"Oh!"

The beautiful lady raised her eyebrows, showed a knowing expression, and said with a different meaning: "Teacher and apprentice?

Carl couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed, and then suddenly remembered that in this era, there seems to be a lot of impure relationship between male teachers and female apprentices - because of the preciousness of knowledge, and the influence of the traditional craftsman's guild apprenticeship system, the teachers of this world have great rights over apprentices, and indeed some scholars or playboys with bad conduct, in the name of teaching knowledge, hunt unspoken female apprentices as teachers, which greatly ruined the reputation of this industry.

Knowing that the more he described, the darker it became, Carl simply kept silent.

"Mr. Karl, please sit down a little and let me help you with your wounds!"

The beautiful lady took out a small box from the dark compartment behind the seat, and motioned to raise her arm as she took out a small niezi, a long white gauze scarf, a fluffy cotton ball, and a bottle of medicinal wine.

The carriage was spacious, but it was only spacious, and as a courtesy, Karl sat at the door, keeping a distance from the two ladies.

However, at the signal of the beautiful lady, Karl moved inside and approached the seat.

The beautiful lady took off her gloves, gently lifted Karl's injured left hand, picked up a piece of dough with tweezers, dipped it in the medicinal wine, and gently rubbed it on the wound.

"Shhhh

Carl couldn't help but take a long breath, and the hot wound suddenly felt like he had been stung by a scorpion, painful, itchy and uncomfortable.

"It may hurt a little, please bear with me!"

The beautiful lady leaned forward slightly, slowly and gently cleaning the broken wound, and the gentle movements were as serious and meticulous as the eyes of a lover.

Karl's face couldn't help but blush slightly, and at such a close distance, he could already gently smell the seductive fragrance of the beautiful lady's body like a rose.

The beautiful lady leaned forward slightly, further narrowing the distance between the two, so that he could faintly feel the heat of the lady's breathing, and even inadvertently, the soft touch between the elbow and the snow-white breast, let him realize how full and soft the mass was when it was towering.

"Mr. Karl, I don't know what your last name is?"

The beautiful lady asked, as if she had not noticed Doe Carlton's embarrassment, as she skillfully handled the wound.

"Roland, ma'am, I'm Carl Roland!"

Carl then remembered that he didn't seem to know what to call the lady in front of him, and couldn't help but quickly ask, "Sorry, I haven't asked, what should you call Madam?"

"You can call me Lady Loris!"

The beautiful lady said this, and then she raised her head again, and looked at Karl with some surprise: "Roland?

"That's right, it's that Roland of the Mountain Rock Family!"

Carl shrugged and said unconcernedly, he was used to being said that. The granite-like Roland, in a way, is not a derogatory term, but a compliment.

In this era similar to the European Middle Ages, most commoners did not have surnames, and only those with noble blood had surnames that represented the honor and blood of their ancestors.

A family with a resounding name often has a high reputation and great influence in the world of nobility. The Roland family is known as the "granite family", which not only mocks the Roland family's head as hard and stubborn as granite, but also faintly praises the family's foundation as stable as granite.

This is a title that is ridiculed when it is spoken, but in fact it is secretly envied by many noble families. Because only those families that are ancient, long-standing, have a solid inheritance, and have great influence are eligible to obtain the "title".

For example, the "Golden Fleece" family of Baron Hayfort was nicknamed "Golden Fleece" because of its adventurous merchants, the wisdom of golden fingers, and the fact that they had been in the wool business for generations.

"It's incredible! The granite-headed Roland family can produce scholars!"

Lady Loris couldn't help but blush her lips and smile in surprise. The stubbornness of the Roland family was well known to the world, and even Miss Heidi, who had been hiding behind her, quietly poked her head out and looked at Carl curiously.

"I thought that a scholar of your age must have come from a family of scholars like the wise Jewel Flower or the erudite Constantine Knowledge!"

Lady Loris couldn't help but look at Karl with a friendly gaze, she leaned forward slightly, got closer, and asked with interest, "What did you do to see through little Heidi's hidden mermaid bloodline just now?" I didn't feel the power of spells and bloodlines from you?"

The tip of the nose lingers with the fragrant body fragrance like a rose, and the eyes are looming snow-white ravines. In order to suppress his reverie, Carl had to divert his gaze as much as possible to Heidi, the little girl who quietly poked her head out.

"I didn't see anything, but when I just came in, I was stunned by the light of the carriage and saw the beautiful Miss Heidi as a mermaid!"

The beautiful Miss Heidi is indeed as beautiful as the legendary mermaid, fair skin, delicate and irrelevant, not to mention her beautiful long hair, and tight slender legs. Her curled sitting posture is as enchanting and seductive as a mermaid coiled on the edge of a reef in the sea.

Being watched by Carl so unabashedly, Heidi, the little mermaid, blushed and retracted her head behind Lady Loris.

"That's what happened!"

Lady Loris couldn't help but be amazed, and her gaze at Karl couldn't help but be solemn and eager: "I have heard that some great scholars, although they do not have the power of magic and bloodline, but their wisdom can penetrate the origin of all things in the world, and see the true side of the world in defiance of all disguises. Could it be that Mr. Karl, you have begun to enter the realm of scholars and awaken to the god-given talent of scholars?"

In this world where supernatural forces exist, whether it is physical, spiritual, will, faith, faith, or anything else, as long as it reaches a certain height, it will touch the threshold of Dao's supernatural power. The blood and faith of a knight is like this, the spirit and will of a mage is like this, so is the faith and conviction of a priest, and so is the knowledge and wisdom of a scholar.

However, the strength of the scholars has little to do with combat effectiveness. As ordinary scholars, they do not have the blood talent of knights, nor the magic talent of mages, but they are just ordinary people, they continue to advance on the road of knowledge and wisdom, and finally find another way to obtain a strange power.

This power is called God-given Gift, Apocalyptic Spiritual Light in the Church, while scholars themselves prefer to call it the Source of Wisdom, the Spark of Inspiration, the Light of Spirituality, and so on, while ordinary people respectfully call it the Light of the Sage.

This kind of power does not bring direct combat effectiveness, but it can give a scholar the insight to see through all falsehoods and go straight to the source of things, improve the speed and breadth of a wise man's thinking in all aspects, and give a scholar a magical talent that is almost as authoritative in a certain field.