Norman originally thought that Lambert, as a black-robed mage, would be in his forties, after all, the mage's apprentice Franklin was nearly forty, but Lambert's age was beyond his expectations.

This black-robed mage is not very short, but his body is very thin, his skin is pale and weak, and he looks like he is in his twenties and less than thirty at most, very young. He was wearing a black robe, and a few golden threads were embroidered along the sleeves and edges of the robe, simple but solemn, and a golden six-pointed star was embroidered on the chest of his robe, and a black round badge was slightly lower than the six-pointed star, which was very different from the color of the robe.

That should be Lambert's mage badge.

There were a total of 4 people who came out of Lambert's house, except for Lambert who was wearing a black robe, the others were all younger boys, all of them were at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and they were all very decently dressed, and they were not ordinary civilians at first glance.

They had been standing on the side of the road since they had come out of Lambert's house, as if they were waiting for something, and the magic portal behind them had magically closed automatically—— Norman was sure that he had not seen anyone outside or inside closing the door, it had closed itself.

The magic is amazing.

Norman was still sighing, but his "good friend" Gotha, who had been with him for the past two days, had already rushed forward, and his steps were so fast that he still looked a little sluggish on weekdays?

Norman was not stupid, as soon as he saw Gotha rushing over, he quickly followed, and in a few big strides came to the front of Master Lambert, and by this time the talkative Gotha had already spoken to Lambert.

“...... I know that you don't like people wasting your time, and for a genius mage like you, you should indeed devote your limited life to the study of magic, but you are waiting for the bus here, and you are waiting for me, so why don't you listen to my intentions......?

"Lost, lost. ”

"It's over, it's over. ”

Norman's heart kept ringing like this.

In terms of communication skills, Norman and this Gotha are obviously 108,000 miles apart, and they are not on the same level at all. But Norman also had his own way, that is, when he came to Lambert, he stood next to Gotha and let Gotha babble and talk to Lambert, but he himself stood silently.

"He's friends with you now, but once Lambert comes out, you're probably going to be rivals. In contrasting situations, whoever performs well is more likely to be accepted as a student by Lambert. ”

The Knights Templar had already anticipated this scene and had prepared a plan for it.

"He is likely to be the son of a wealthy businessman, who grew up in that kind of environment, and has very strong communicative skills, and communicative skills cannot be trained in a short period of time, so we think you can just give up competing with him. And the ability to communicate is strong, which is sometimes not a good thing. ”

"Although we have not met Lambert, from the limited information given by Gotha, it is likely that this Lambert is an unsociable person. For such a person, making the other person feel that you are his kind, that the same unsociable person can give him a good impression, is stronger than a sociable person can give him a good impression......"

This was one of the plans that the Templars had for Norman, and it was simple, in one word, silence.

And Lambert seems to have been just as expected by the Templars: although Gotha kept talking, Norman noticed that Lambert was more focused on him!

When the time comes, not talking is more noticeable than talking too much? Norman learned something new.

In addition to Lambert's attention, Norman also noticed something that gave him an advantage over Gotha : one of the three lads behind Lambert was actually one he knew!

Jasning or Justin?Norman remembered that it was the name, as he was the only one of Franklin's students who hadn't bought him an archaic cage, so he still had some impression of the guy who had never spoken to him.

For the sake of everyone spending a few days in the same living room, maybe this guy can help him talk?

Norman thought optimistically.

"Whose former student were you?"

As if he hadn't heard a whole bunch of good things about Gotha, Lambert bluntly blocked all his words with a single question.

Lambert used an old language.

Gotha looked at Lambert with confused eyes, apparently completely unintelligible about what Lambert was saying.

He may still be able to recognize some of the individual ancient words, but he can't understand the ancient words that are connected into sentences, not to mention that there are many ancient words that he has not mastered.

Seeing Gotha like this, Lambert stopped looking at him directly, and turned his gaze to Norman, his eyes softer than when he looked at Gotha - it was clear that the silent Norman did please him more than the noisy Gotha did.

"I was a former Franklin Wood student. ”

This ancient language may not be incomprehensible to Gotha like a book from heaven, but for Norman it is very simple, and he answered very smoothly, and the pure accent made Lambert's eyes light up, and he carefully looked at Norman in front of him again.

"Franklin, you're classmates with Justin?"

Lambert still uses the old language.

Norman also replied in the old saying: "Yes, I studied with him in the same living room." ”

Norman's correct grammar and fluent and pure accent made Lambert very satisfied, as evidenced by his increasingly bright eyes and uncontrollable smile.

Obviously, he has a very good impression of Norman right now, and he is very interested.

There is no need to analyze this appearance, everyone can see Lambert's good impression of Norman, so the "lost and lost" that was still in Norman's heart just now turned into "done". The Knights Templar also breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the other plans that had been made to be on the safe side could be put on hold for good.

"Good, good. ”

Lambert nodded repeatedly.

Norman also saw that Lambert was obviously very satisfied with himself, which made him grin involuntarily, and was about to ask Lambert to be the other party's student in the old language, but Lambert threw another question at him.

"Which god did you make a contract with?"

He asked naturally: in Lambert's opinion, a genius with this level of ancient language, and at this age, must have been studying for many years, maybe at the age of four or five, he began to learn the relevant knowledge of mages, and it was normal to sign a contract with the gods.

But Norman was clearly an exception.

"Nope. ”

Lambert's very satisfied performance made Norman unconsciously relax his mentality: looking at Lambert's appearance, he would obviously accept him as a student with Franklin, and maybe he would also not charge tuition and include food and accommodation.

So he also relaxed, and answered the question without much thought, "I don't have a mind." ”

But as soon as this answer was spoken, Norman heard Gawain shout in his heart: "Say Gongsun Jingyan!" but it was too late.

Norman's answer made Lambert's smile freeze for a moment, and then retracted.

"No psychics?"

Lambert looked at Norman again.