It was night, and the children of the hired men of the entire Extraordinary Estate went to bed early.

In the training ground next to the villa of the extraordinary adults, the screams of the children were incessant.

The next day, a trial report was placed on the extraordinary table.

The fat man Francis did not bother, and went straight to the other end of the long table, picked up the kebab from the plate and ate it with jam.

Although Francis occasionally owes his mouth, his combat power is not high, and he likes to drink and eat meat, Extraordinary knows that Francis is not very smart, but he is not stupid either.

In the report, Francis spoke highly of Anna and Trunks.

However, Charles's performance ranked behind the Keane brothers in Francis' report.

Gerald and Emily won't mention it.

Their comment was just one sentence, "Keep howling!".

"I said Francis, Charles's performance is remarkable in the academy, how can you even improve in the top three in your eyes?"

Seeing the extraordinary inquiry, the fat man put down the food in his hand, wiped his hands and said:

"My lord, I think there's something wrong with this kid Charles!"

"Oh, what did you find?"

The ability to observe words and colors, extraordinary is still very confident.

"I can't tell, but every time this kid is beaten, my heart throbs for a moment!"

This is the sixth sense, which is called the "Soul Sense" on the Brave Continent.

A thief who walks in the dark is one of the most "spiritual" classes of all the combat classes.

As a partner in life and death, Francis's words are very important.

"Usually this kid has an arrogant face, if there is really some conspiracy to sneak into the magic academy, I will clean him up!"

In the extraordinary subconscious, he thinks that Charles estimates that there is some little secret that no one knows, and he says this for the sake of appeasing the fat man's heart.

After breakfast, Extraordinary and Francis came to the training ground.

"Click"

As the sound of gear clattering, the sunlight shone through the glass skylight of the training ground on the faces of the young men lying in a ball.

There are no traces of fierce fighting.

Joke, if Francis, a high-level thief who has just been promoted, looks like a drunken man in a tavern, it is estimated that he himself has no face.

"Extraordinary, do you want to wake them up?" asked one of the guards behind him.

"Ahem, this is my apprentice, not an enemy!

I don't come to the manor often to see what this guard has made Gulie and Dosta teach.

Unconsciously, the extraordinary has taken on the role of its own priest.

"I'm going to wake them up!"

After saying a few words silently, everyone around them saw that the glass roof of the cultivation ground was pouring down ten thousand blue water lines.

"Holy Water Ganlin Technique" high-level water system recovery magic!

"Soft water flow" can heal trauma, bone injuries, including displacement of internal organs.

In addition to the effect of "soft water flow", the high-level "Holy Water Ganlin Technique" can also slowly restore mental strength, physical strength and vitality.

Unless compared to the light magic "Praise of Life", but it is only weaker.

The apprentices' rapid breathing slowly became steady, rubbing their eyes, and Trunks was the first to wake up.

It is worthy of being an extraordinary favorite magic swordsman seed, a group of people with strong physical fitness.

"Non-...... Extraordinary Big Brother, why are you here?" Trunks looked around blankly.

After a few seconds, he realized his situation and covered his mouth with both hands.

"Boom" a brain bomb on the top of Trunks' head.

"Give you a long memory, boy!" said Extraordinary, pretending to be vicious.

In the corner where no one was looking, the corners of Charles's mouth curved into an arc.

The guards woke the apprentices one by one at an extraordinary gesture.

"Everyone go to the basket and get a loaf of rye bread, and take you up the mountain to play today!"

"Humph!" Emily, with tears in her eyes, was the first to walk to the basket of bread.

To the surprise of Extraordinary, the first person in the report to cry out to go home for her mother seems to be Miss Griffin Emily.

Surprisingly, no one doubted why he was beaten all night, not to mention that there were no bruises on his body, and he felt that his whole body was comfortable and had endless strength.

Yesterday's magic bombardment was not the original intention.

At that time, the trial was just running, but the magic in his extraordinary body made him very uncomfortable.

Together, there is an extraordinary improvisation.

This is not the first time this has happened, as early as the night of the riot, extraordinary felt it.

After the riot ended, he tried to compress the mana that was about to overflow in his body.

At Dean Leslie and a few old men, vice presidents, knock on the side.

In particular, the huge collection of magical knowledge books in the book tower gave him a lot of inspiration.

After succeeding once, the magic power in the body was compressed and tempered over and over again.

In the end, it even wiped out the elemental attributes of the magic power.

For this kind of magical element, which is very similar to the power of space, Extraordinary searched through the books in the library tower and found no trace of information.

He defined this magical element as an "imaginary element".

The advantage is that when releasing magic skills, there is no need to deliberately call fire magic or water wind magic, as long as the virtual element is condensed, each system of demons will come.

"Your Excellency!"

"The apprentices have gone up the hill for a long time!" Francis reminded softly.

"Oh, let's go!"

Regarding magic, Dean Leslie said that there are many questions at the continental level, and his problems are not problems at all.

Shaking his head, Extraordinary pulled Francis over, and a "teleportation" fell to the tail of the apprentices going up the mountain.

Regarding the level of combat power of the president of the Extraordinary Chamber of Commerce, the whole Yorkshire is in full swing.

The most outrageous rumor: Extraordinary is either the illegitimate son of the high-ranking of the Wizards' Guild, or the own son of the high-ranking of the Underwriters Association of the Imperial Capital of St. Valerand!

Of course, this does not bother the extraordinary, and at the moment he is being rubbed with oil by the enthusiastic pickers.

Holding hands, touching faces, kissing uppers, and crying.

"Annar, do you say that the Extraordinary Priest is a good man, I have never seen a slave so enthusiastic about his slave master!"

The apprentices had long since stopped on the side of the road, watching the extraordinary ugliness of the busy casters.

Charles seemed to have a casual question, but he looked at Anna's expression with an overly excited expression, which comforted the beauty.

"Hmph, can an extraordinary archdemon be so kind?" said Emily angrily.

"Do you know how many dinars the 'Extraordinary Coffee' sells for in the outer counties?"

"Emily, shut up!" Annal shouted angrily.

Not only Emily was stunned, but all the friends were stunned.

Who wouldn't be surprised to see the usually soft-spoken Anna Al angry for the first time?

"Don't you see what the slaves are wearing? Have you seen the slaves in a few pieces of coarse cloth, and the slaves in linen?"

"Look at their skins again! What slaves will be raised with red faces?"

"And the swaddling babies of the slave women, clean and healthy! I think the slaves here are better than the civilian life in the outer cities!" added Gerald.

As the son of a middle-ranking and high-ranking member of the Green Chamber of Commerce, he has seen more than several other teenagers.

"They are slaves indeed, just look at the brand on their foreheads!"

"Yes, they are slaves, but there is hope in their eyes!"

The Keane brothers' words made several teenagers suddenly feel extraordinary, and there was a backlight in the back of their heads.

"He is a child of God!"

Anna watched and muttered to herself.