"I didn't even have a place to stay when I first came to Cárdenas, and thanks to you, Mr. Franklin, I don't have to get wet in the rain......"

Norman thought as he squeezed out of his stomach and spoke.

He's not a man of words.

The mages of the Knights Templar told him to sincerely thank Franklin and couldn't stop without shouting, but after he finished talking about a few important things, the mages didn't stop shouting, so he really didn't know what else to say, so he could only bite the bullet and talk about some trivial things one by one.

"Your kid little Harry is lovely, he makes me feel like a little brother. I remember one time during a meal he secretly stuffed his bread for me to eat...... "Actually, little Harry just didn't like it."

Norman was only doing what the Templars had instructed him to do, and he was not telling what they were asking for, so at first he said thanks, but his tone was dry, like an endorsement, and it was not contagious.

But as he spoke, he was hypnotized by himself.

Seems like he really wants to thank Franklin?

If it weren't for Franklin, he would still be sleeping on the street with that old drunkard of Thomas, if it weren't for Franklin, he wouldn't have tasted meat until now, and if it weren't for Franklin, he wouldn't have been able to communicate with these mages in his body, and he wouldn't have been able to make so much money now......

He did have to thank Franklin, who had been the best man for him since he was born, except for Norman Sr.

Gradually, with such a sincere heart, Norman's words became much smoother, and his emotions gradually became fuller, and even his expression was no longer stiff, but softened, with gratitude and a smile in his eyes.

“...... Grace would have been able to sleep at eight o'clock, but in order to open the door for me, she would not be able to sleep until I returned. And she didn't complain at all, she smiled every time, and said that I was like her grandson......"

“...... You could have told me not to go out at night, after all, I live in your house now, and I should follow the rules of this house, but you didn't. You never asked me what I was doing every night......"

“...... You have a beautiful and virtuous wife who bakes the most delicious bread I've ever tasted besides a steak, and she's the first person to ask me what I like to eat......"

Real emotions are the most contagious.

Franklin was very surprised at first, he didn't know what Norman wanted to do, but as he listened and watched, he was infected by Norman's more and more natural and sincere feelings in front of him. Especially now that his students are attacking him, Norman's presence is even more commendable.

So the surprise on Franklin's face gradually faded, and he just looked at Norman and listened quietly, and the whole person was silent.

“...... Thank you very much, Mr. Franklin. ”

For Norman, who is not good at words, being able to say so much is really emotional and heartfelt, and no matter how much he really can't hold back, so he can only talk about it here.

He hadn't seen the Templar mages shout to stop, though.

“666666666”

"It's heart-piercing, Lao Tie!"

"Franklin looks like he's really hurt in the heart. ”

"The anchor is very spiritual, and what he said just now is still very emotional. ”

"I feel like the anchor really got into the play just now. ”

Sure enough, if you want to move others, you must first move yourself, and there is nothing wrong with that. ”

......

Among the jumbled voices in his body, the Knights Templar could not be seen.

As Norman finished speaking, Franklin looked at him twice, and his mouth moved slightly, and when he was about to speak, the mages of the Knights Templar, whom Norman had been waiting for for a long time, finally began to communicate with each other again.

"Say goodbye to him and say you're moving out. ”

Say goodbye and move out?!

Norman was a little confused, and for a moment he didn't know whether these Templar mages were helping him or harming him.

Asked him to thank Franklin before, although Norman didn't know why at first, but after thanking him, he felt that it made sense, he really should thank Franklin, but now he said that he wanted to move out.

He lived well here, ate well, and Franklin didn't ask him to leave, why did he take the initiative to ask to move out?!

Don't move!

Norman subconsciously gritted his teeth and didn't intend to speak, but the mages of the Knights Templar took a dense sound array offensive as if they had guessed his mental activity, repeating a lot of "Hurry up, this is your only hope for taking the entrance exam!"

The only hope for taking the entrance exam?

To be honest, the temptation was so great that Norman couldn't help but waver.

His head raced, and after reviewing twice the Templars' past practices and the changes they had inflicted on his life, he finally gritted his teeth and glared, deciding to trust the Templar mages one more time.

Hopefully they'll be as wise as ever.

"Mr. Franklin,"

Norman spoke before Franklin, causing Franklin's mouth to close again, and he looked at Norman quietly and motioned for him to continue.

"I ......"

Although it has been decided, Norman is still a little unable to say when it comes to the end. But fortunately, he is a person who will do it since he has decided, and finally gritted his teeth and said it.

"I've decided to move out of you. ”

"Oh?"

Franklin didn't seem to expect Norman to say such a thing, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

I'm probably an idiot.

Norman scolded himself several times in his heart, and then repeated what he had just said.

"I've decided to move out of your place. ”

Franklin unconsciously clasped his hands on the table in front of him, did not answer Norman's words, and muttered for a long time, but did not speak, which made Norman's heart that had fallen into darkness shine.

What is the situation? Is Mr. Franklin really so good that he won't let him go?

He didn't know that Franklin's heart was also at war with heaven and man.

Norman is eighteen this year, and for Franklin, Norman is obviously of no use. It was Franklin's habit to throw away something when it was useless, so he thought of finding a random excuse to drive Norman away—since he could no longer create value for him, what would he do if he didn't drive him away? Don't you need money for bread, no money for meat, no money for wine?

But Franklin didn't expect Norman to say such a thing, and finally offered to move out, which made Franklin's heart tangled.

What a distressing smart kid.

He and the other students were all money dealings, and it was only from the stupid big man in front of him who looked rough that he felt the delicate teacher-student friendship. How nice it would have been if it hadn't been for this fatwa...... If it is feasible to recommend him to other black-robed mages? He doesn't seem to be too selfish, such an old saying talent, it seems really a pity not to be a mage......

Franklin's clasped hand was released, and his right index finger tapped rhythmically on the desk.

Norman did not speak, but sits, as the Templars taught, and the room was silent, except for the soft sound of Franklin's fingers tapping on the table and the boiling of Norman's heart.

"Take advantage of the weakness, retreat as advance, and attack the heart as the top?"

“66666666”

"Franklin is afraid that he is going to be tricked. ”

"I was joking when I heard from the Knights Templar about the data model for Franklin, but now it seems that the analysis is quite accurate. If it weren't for an accurate positioning and analysis of the target, the cliff wouldn't have been able to do it. ”

"If you want me to see the key is that the anchor plays well, not to mention the actor in that performance just now, it's no problem to win the best newcomer, it's very spiritual, and I'm really distracted. ”

......

Needless to say, Norman himself saw that Franklin's state was different from the one he had faced the students before, and hope arose in his heart.

The mages of the Knights Templar were very wise, and they didn't know what they were doing what they were doing, but they were effective.

Isn't this an extremely powerful spiritual spell?

Norman, who didn't know anything about spells, speculated wildly in his heart.

And finally, after a long silence, Franklin withdrew his fingers and looked at Norman.

It's done.

Norman looked at Franklin and thought.

At this moment, he was full of confidence in the spiritual spells cast by the mages of the Knights Templar!

"Okay, let's go. ”

Franklin said to him.

Are you leaving?

If Norman didn't understand this sentence well, he finally understood it when he stood on the streets of the 3rd arrondissement with his package on his back and watched the flow of people.

It's really "you go", and it doesn't mean anything else.

Franklin followed his words and kicked him out of the house.

In Norman's heart, all the mages seemed to have become members of the Templar Order, brushing the same sentence together.

"It's heart-piercing, old iron. ”