"A hundred years ago, when the king was still alive, he didn't trust alchemists, he thought they were just liars, he didn't believe in monasteries, he didn't think that we had any power other than prayer, so no one wanted to believe in magic at that time."

And now, even if the Pope acknowledges the existence of magicians and swordsmen, and even opens a special academy, ordinary people still don't know about it. For the pope did not want the people to fall into the trepidation of a realm they would never be able to set foot in. And you, my children. This continent is not as peaceful as you have seen it since childhood, it is always present with some dangers lurking in the darkness, and your future duty, including ours, is to destroy them and protect our homeland. ”

"As for why you are being selected by the election of knights, hiding everything?"

The abbot looked kindly at the boys and smiled, "You must have been startled when you picked that flower, didn't you?" ”

"The scarecrow that suddenly appeared seemed to be able to heal forever, the ability to fight hard. You must have fought a lot of hard work. He suddenly raised his voice, "However, this is only the level I designed for you, there are too many truly terrifying things in this world, and that scarecrow is just the lowest level of existence." ”

"This mission is a deterrent, letting you know what you are exposed to and what you will face in the future. There are too many unknowns in the wizarding world, and if you don't have talent, then you might as well be an ordinary person who doesn't know anything. ”

"So—that's why you didn't know it when you grew up. This is also the greatest care we take as elders. ”

Seeing the thoughtful looks of the people, the abbot smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, let's talk about the church school, which is where you will train and study in the future. ”

……

"Aunt Felder."

The girl looked at the woman holding her hand with a gentle smile, "So, did you already know that I had no magical talent?" ”

Madame Felder was stunned for a moment, then gently covered her mouth and smiled, "Annie, a magician will not have the power of you. Comparatively, mages are weaker. ”

An Ning Ning responded, but suddenly thought of some joy in her heart, it turned out that Alex was really a weak chicken, or the officially recognized one!

"No wonder my aunt said before the game that I was not as good as Ali from the house next door, but I don't understand it now." The girl said happily, smiling proudly.

Davy, who was on the side, glanced at her and knew what she was thinking, and calmly pointed out, "Mother thinks Alex is talented because her father, who died young, was a magician. ”

“…… How do you know? She looked at him unhappily.

"Mother told me that when you were trying to show off your strength in front of Alex and crush a vase again."

"......" the girl scratched her face pretending not to care, "Ahem, you see it." She tried to say it lightly, "She didn't believe I had defeated a magic mob, so I showed her my hand again." ”

"And you didn't crush a vase when you left at the end! Don't think I didn't see it! She complained.

"I'm here to see what my strength is!"

"Oh, come on, David, you just don't want to admit that I won this time."

"Not really!"

"Alright, two church vases, I will apologize to Lady Helen and make amends." Mrs. Felder, who had faced this situation countless times, calmly concluded, "And for now, keep quiet, and go back quickly." ”

The day of parting was not long in coming, and in fact after the day of the Knights, the people of the monastery had already prepared everything.

"God, I feel terrible to think about it now." Aunt Felder said with red eyes and sadness, "The Swordsman Academy is almost all boys, what if you are bullied. ”

"David, you must keep Anne safe." She took the girl's hand and looked at her son beside her and asked.

"You know what?" She reluctantly emphasized again.

"Oh, of course, that's for the best—" David touched his nose, "I don't really want Anne to protect me, I think it's going to be worse." ”

"Aunt Felder, rest assured, we'll take good care of ourselves." An Ningning was also a little sad, since she came to this world, in her memory, only Mrs. Felder took care of her as a real family member, she stepped forward and gave her a hug, and whispered, "We will come back sooner." ”

"Anne, you must come back, this is your home." Your lady's voice was slightly choked.

She was silent.

In fact, since that conversation on Knight's Day, she still vaguely knows what Mrs. Felder is worried about, and she also knows that Mrs. Felder sincerely hopes that she can always be by her side and enjoy the warmth of a normal family.

"Thank you." She whispered in her ear from the bottom of her heart.

"I'll try to come back."

……

If, that's their mission.

The girl sat outside the carriage, letting the wind ruffle the hair in her ears and temples, and she squinted at the surrounding fields, and thought faintly.

"There's a town up ahead—" Davy, who had explored the way, said to them on horseback. The monastery sent only one monk to follow them north to the Church College, and in view of the large number of girls and the exhaustion, they had only one carriage and one horse. Obviously, the horse is now preempted by Davy.

There's still a small half of the way.

Everyone is talking about staying here tonight.

In the middle of the roof hung a copper disc candlestick, surrounded by a circle of candles, the flames of which swayed gently with the opening and closing of the tavern door, illuminating the room.

The air is a little muddy, and all kinds of people are haunted in it, and of course, there are no squires and lords here. The tavernkeeper had a good eye for them and beckoned them to take their seats. The shabby mahogany table is obscured by a tablecloth, and a small candlestick is thoughtfully placed on it. For some reason, maybe the grilled meat was a little too old, or it was too dull, An Ning only tasted a little and then took the excuse to go out temporarily to breathe.

It's just that she didn't expect that as soon as she left the door of the tavern, she met a person in her long memory, and that person was dressed in dust, and was casually pulling passers-by to ask, and when she saw her come out, she stopped moving, obviously looking for her.

"Mr. Wilson?" She shouted with some uncertainty. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear, No Tranquility Claw Book House" for the first time.