"The black-robed mage!"

Norman took two steps and approached Colin to immediately inquire about the whereabouts of the black-robed mage, but in the end, it was only under Gawain's constant reminders that he finally did not habitually pull Colin's neckline, but stood in front of Colin with his hands down, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Who is the black-robed mage you just said, and where is he?"

Colin didn't think much about it, and when he saw the benevolent gray-robed mage Lord Norman asking, he told him what he knew: "Mr. Norman, do you also want to visit this black-robed mage? He is Lord Lambert in the second district......"

Through Colin's account, Norman learned the general truth of the incident.

After the fatwa happened, Peggy, who was studying with Mr. Benson, was unable to take the entrance exam, and Colin, who had infinite hopes for his daughter, naturally went around looking for the black-robed mage like Norman. Unlike the isolated Norman, Colin grew up in this city and lived in it for more than forty years, and he still had a social circle, and it was also from a friend's mouth that Colin learned that there was an approachable black-robed mage in the second district, named Lambert Duncan.

Although he heard from his friend's friend that Mr. Lambert had the traditional virtues of aristocracy, was very friendly to commoners, and would even respond if he met a commoner on the road, daily contact was obviously different from apprenticeship, and it was obviously not easy to worship Lambert as a teacher.

According to Colin's friend's friend, Lambert would not accept students easily, and generally only accepted the gifted children of some aristocratic friends he knew, and the tuition fee was not affordable by ordinary families, I heard that it would cost nearly 10 gold tarans a year!

Those gray-robed mages in the third district only charge 2 or 3 gold tarans a year at most, and 10 gold talans a year is really a bit terrifying, and it is indeed not something that ordinary families can afford.

“...... That's why I'm going to break the agreement between us, for this family, every copper ace needs to be cherished now,"

Colin smiled bitterly, the expression on his face painful and happy, "It's good that Lord Norman can understand us......"

In order to make up these 10 gold talans, Colin probably risked going bankrupt.

But Norman asked, "You just said that he only accepts the children of his aristocratic friends as students, and even if you are rich, it does not mean that he will definitely accept Peggy as his student." ”

Colin added, "It's the gifted children of the nobility. Then he said, "Lord Norman, you once said that Peggy is very talented in the ancient language, and I believe that if we have enough money, coupled with little Peggy's talent, we will definitely be able to get that black-robed mage to take her as a student." ”

Very talented......

Norman remembered that it was a casual remark he had made to Winnie one night, and it was all about casual conversation to make his employer happy. But in fact, in addition to Peggy's amazing enthusiasm for learning ancient languages, her talent is really not very good in Norman's opinion, and it is very ordinary.

But looking at Colin's longing face in front of him, he couldn't tell the truth, so he had to nod.

"I hope so. ”

For Peggy, this year is the last year to take the entrance exams for the church school, and if she misses her, there will be no chance to enter the church school, and there will be no chance to become a mage and become a nobleman, so this is probably why Colin is so crazy and may be risking the bankruptcy of his family.

Colin is like a gambler who wants to put all his possessions on the table......

After getting word from Colin about the black-robed mage, Norman really took his leave.

It was dark and everyone was getting ready to go to bed, and it was obviously not the time to visit the black-robed mage, so Norman went back to Thomas first, and discussed with Gawain about the black-robed mage Lambert along the way.

"We don't have 10 quintalans, and we can't earn them in a short time, so we can only let the other side see your talent, and that's our only hope. ”

In a hurry, he didn't even know what the black-robed mage looked like, and Gawain couldn't come up with any more opinions, so he could only make some old suggestions, and the only new one was to take another bath.

"The first time you meet a stranger, the feeling he gives you is called a first impression. In people's interactions, the first impression is very important, it directly determines whether the person is willing to communicate with you or not, you want the black-robed mage to accept you as a student, it is very important to give him a good first impression. And the first impression is made up of gender, age, clothes, expressions, etc......"

So even though Norman felt that it was too much trouble and unnecessary to take a bath every day, he went to take another bath, especially his hair, and then returned to Thomas.

Because after a whole day of teaching, Norman was tired and Gawain was tired, adhering to the principle of combining work and rest, Gawain went into hiding, leaving the time for Norman to arrange by himself, and Norman did not see Thomas's people after he arrived.

The old drunkard must have gone to the tavern.

Norman sat down against the wall, unwrapped his back and put it beside him, and lay on the ground with his eyes closed for a while, but after half a day, he opened his eyes and could not fall asleep.

During this time, he has become accustomed to sleeping after 8 o'clock every day, and now that 7 o'clock has just passed, where can he sleep?

Idle and bored, and unable to sleep, Norman simply opened the package beside him, dug out the notebook from under the broken pot, and began to look with his eyes wide in the bright moonlight.

Franklin was indeed very good to him, and before leaving, he gave him this Adrian's notebook, saying that it was a souvenir, and he just watched and played when he was idle.

"I didn't see the sea of magic, I saw the earth, and the ground was full of cracks. ”

Norman started to look at the meditation space he had seen last time, and what was written in the notes reminded Norman of his meditation space.

He didn't see the sea of magic in his meditation space, and there was only the earth full of cracks, and he thought that he was the only one like this, and it seemed that everyone was like this, so he was relieved.

Unbeknownst to Norman, Franklin had given him the notebook because it had no value—except that it was written in an ancient language, and it was all gibberish, all imaginary, and of no value.

How could it be possible to enter the meditation space without being able to understand it? How could there be no sea of magic in the meditation space, only the earth full of cracks? It was not recorded in any other book that Franklin had read, and Franklin had never heard of such a thing, it was complete nonsense. Apparently this fellow named Adrian was also a mage apprentice, and he had gone mad after years of no hope of becoming a mage, and imagined all this.

This made Franklin, who had bought the notes because they were written in the old language and cheap, regretted it, and it happened that Norman seemed to like the way the notes looked, so Franklin gave them to Norman, which also left a way back—in case Norman was prosperous in the future, maybe he would be able to remember this good food and drink and finally give him a book?

Of course, Norman didn't know about it, and he was still reading the notebook seriously to kill time.

"I started meditating for the first time, and I shook the starry sky, and I shook sixteen times, and the teacher said it was good. ”

Sixteen times?

Norman doesn't remember how many times he shook the stars for the first time, but he remembered a lot, less than a hundred, but definitely more than sixteen. From this point of view, he is better than this guy named Adrian.

"The magic flowed through the cracks, there wasn't much left, I was sad, and the teacher said there would be a way. ”

Flowing away from the cracks?Then the magic must be the starlight that fell from the stars? Norman realized that the magic had grown like that, like snow, and when it fell to the ground, it was like water.

Norman just watched, and little by little, time passed.

I don't know how long it has been, but he smells a strong smell of alcohol, and he hears a "hiccup" sound above his head, and when he looks up, he finds that it is Thomas, the old drunkard, who has returned.

Thomas, the old drunkard, was trying to open a pair of misty eyes, glanced at the notebook in Norman's hand, then at Norman's face, then at the note, then at Norman's face, and looked at it, and Norman was inexplicable, and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

Thomas first gave a long belch, spewing out a strong mouthful of wine, and then slurred his words, "No...... Nothing ......."

After saying that, he staggered forward, passed Norman's side, came to the door on this wall, felt for a long time and felt the key out, opened it, went in, and closed the door with his backhand.

This madman, it was hotter today than the previous two days, and he ran home to sleep again.

Norman thought so, but he stood up, leaned in front of the door, and shouted through the crack in the door: "Hey, Thomas, let me go in and sleep, for the sake of the wine I invited you!" But after shouting for a long time, Thomas did not open the door, and finally he had to go back to the wall.

Being disturbed by Thomas like this, Norman couldn't read his notes anymore and began to think about tomorrow.

Would the black-robed mage named Lambert take him as a student?......