Originally, in Benjamin's expectation, this thing would have been talked about for fifteen minutes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But soon, he discovered that he was underestimating the enthusiasm and intellectual curiosity of the "students".

"Teacher, how did you know these things?"

"Mr. Benjamin, where did the magical elements come from? do they make up the world, or are they just a special kind of being that is free from all matter?"

"Teacher, I didn't take all the notes, can you say it again?"

"Teacher Benjamin, do you know how to use intermediate magic, can you use it for us?"

"Teacher ......"

Benjamin's head is getting bigger.

At first, although he was not used to the title of "teacher", he felt quite good. However, this feeling lasted only fifteen minutes. In the blink of an eye, the word "teacher" seemed to have become his mantra, and when he heard it, he reflexively had a little headache.

These guys are really good enough to ask.

Of course, if the questions they asked were easier to answer, Benjamin wouldn't be so distressed. The point is that he doesn't know the answers to many questions himself, and being asked like this is a lot of pressure.

To put it bluntly, he is a half-"teacher", and he has not learned all his things, so how can he cope with so many problems?

"That...... I hope people stop calling me 'teacher' and just call me Benjamin." In the end, he could only say helplessly, "I haven't been a mage for a long time, and I'm still slowly exploring a lot of things on my own." The things I'm sharing with you today are really just what I've seen in some books. I also hope that everyone can use it to improve their magic skills, and finally escape from the Kingdom of Hori together. ”

Fortunately, after he said this, everyone's enthusiasm for asking questions finally subsided, and they didn't call him a teacher anymore.

After confirming the method of meditation for everyone, Benjamin's class was finally completed.

The crowd put away pen and paper and small stools, each bowed gratefully to Benjamin, and then dispersed. Looking at their excited and eager looks, it is estimated that they will start practicing as soon as they get home.

Benjamin felt flattered, but inexplicably a little moved.

I did another meaningful thing.

Regardless of the impact of this move in the afterlife, looking at the more than 20 people in front of him, Benjamin felt that in this half-plus hour, he may have completely changed their lives.

Without Benjamin's existence, some of these people would have died under the hunt of the church, or some would have lived incognito, like ordinary blacksmiths or tavern owners. But from this day on, they will go down the path of magic, maybe they will die on the road, maybe they will achieve a completely different life.

Benjamin couldn't predict whether he would help them or hurt them by doing so.

But he didn't regret it at all.

Who knows what will happen in the future, but at least, the longing and expectation in their eyes when they leave are real.

In this way, Benjamin also left this "secret base" that only belonged to mages.

He returned to the tavern that Augustine had opened.

Although he still remembered the matter of stealing the cross, he had no clue about it. Therefore, he had no choice but to put the matter aside and pick up his meditation homework again.

- He was also counting on him to be able to strengthen the other two runes a little more before the rune water could recondense it.

In this way, he meditated for about the morning. However, at about two o'clock in the afternoon, the bartender of the tavern suddenly came running and called him up in a panic.

"Little brother, do you know where our boss went?"

Augustine?

Benjamin frowned and thought about it, but finally shook his head.

"I don't know. What, did something happen?"

If he guessed correctly, Augustine must have just finished the lecture, and like everyone else, he didn't know where to hide, indulging in meditation, and couldn't extricate himself.

"This ...... What can we do? There's a conflict in the tavern, and we don't know what to do?"

Hearing this, Benjamin frowned.

Although he didn't want to waste his time meditating, Augustine did take him in. Besides, seeing the bartender's helpless look, Benjamin couldn't drive him away with a cold face.

"Then I'll go with you to see it. So, he said.

In case someone is really making trouble, although he can't use magic, he has a gun in his hand, and it is easy to deter the crowd.

And so, they set off, and in a few steps they entered the tavern from the backyard.

In the tavern, the atmosphere is indeed a little subtle. Most of the people sat in their own positions, looking like they were watching a good show. And in the area near the door, there were two tables of people who were tense, and they looked like they were about to fight.

The people at the table were four strong men dressed as hunters, who looked fierce and vicious. The people at the other table were two men wrapped in robes, with long swords pinned to their waists, a bit mysterious.

"Say it again, and I'll cut your hands into pate. A mysterious man wrapped in a robe said coldly.

"Fucking here, son of a bitch. One of the hunters at the other table scolded, "Go back and lick your blind queen's feet, you are not welcome here!"

Seeing this, Benjamin couldn't help but have a headache.

National contradictions are not easy to solve.

As a border city, this kind of thing should be uncommon in Crewe. After all, after passing the Crussard Gate, there is Ikor, and many people from Ikor will also run here. Although the relationship between the two countries is not good, it is much better than the posture before the war, so the exchange of personnel is also normal.

According to the Orion, these two mysterious men should be from the country ruled by the queen, Ikor.

To be honest, he usually doesn't bother to care about this kind of thing. He doesn't have a sense of belonging to the Hori Kingdom, and he has zero impression of other countries, and he is in a completely neutral position, so he naturally doesn't want to interfere.

However, Orion's words are indeed too ugly. And once they fight, the tables, chairs, plates, cups and so on in the tavern will suffer.

He couldn't let that happen.

So, before the two mysterious men could draw their swords, Benjamin took out his pistol, turned off the safe, and opened fire on the dirty-talking Orion.

Bang!

The entire tavern was taken aback, including the bartender who was following Benjamin. Because of the proximity, the loud gunshots frightened him with trembling legs and stomachs, and he almost fell to the ground all at once.

As for the hunter who was targeted......

In a short split second, the bullet grazed his waist and didn't hurt anyone, but it just broke his belt. The belt spread out in the blink of an eye, and with it, Orion's pants fell off.

Orion froze.

Soon, the crowd around them recovered from the shock, and suddenly became silent again. They first looked at Benjamin, and then turned to look at something more "exciting".

In the spotlight of everyone's eyes, Orion did not react to what was happening. But out of instinct, he still reached out and covered his lower body in a panic.

However, the speed at which he stretched out his hand was slow, and someone had already seen it clearly, and then a look of surprise or disappointment appeared on his face, and he let out a subconscious laugh.

“......”

The scene was very awkward at one point.

Orion blushed and looked at Benjamin, who had fired, with an angry expression.

"If you want to fight, don't be here to show off. Benjamin blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, shook his head, and said with some impatience.