Monterey took Roger to a two-story attic and, after explaining what he needed to pay attention to, left with the little girl, Sukie. The little girl was still reluctantly looking at the gray mouse on Roger's shoulder before leaving, and Roger could only pretend not to see it.

"This is where the academy recruits newcomers, why does it look so deserted?"

Walking into the attic, Roger casually looked at the decorations in the attic.

On the walls of this attic hung a multitude of various decorations, including portraits of people and landscapes, as well as the heads of many strange creatures, most of which Roger had never seen, but in general, this style of decoration was not so unusual.

The most striking thing about this is that on the wall facing the entrance, there is a life-size portrait of a man with a rickety figure and a goatee, which is very realistic, which is very different from the style of most of the portraits Roger has seen in this world, but similar to those color sketches he has seen in his previous life.

Seeing that no one was around, Roger simply approached and prepared to take a closer look.

"I just received a summons, you're the new student this time, right? I'm Guy, one of the three guardian spirits of the 'Sky Canyon'. Before Roger could get closer, the rickety little old man in the portrait suddenly 'came to life' in the painting, which startled Roger.

The rickety little old man looked strange, moved a chair in the painting, sat down, and looked Roger up and down with a smile, "Second-class talent, not bad...... Hmm? He's still a great knight? I haven't seen such an interesting newcomer in years. ”

Roger was shocked when the little old man saw through his details at a glance, but he still greeted politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Guy." ”

"The little one is quite polite, and my old man admires polite children the most. The little old man stroked the goatee on his chin and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone has their own little secrets, my old man is not a talkative person, you will know this later." ”

"By the way, you seem to have come to enroll, right? I almost forgot about business, you can wait a minute. The little old man snapped his fingers, and a gray booklet appeared above his head out of thin air, hovering still, he took it in his hand, conjured a quill, and asked Roger, "What is your name, little one, I will record it." ”

"Roger, my name is Roger. ”

After hearing Roger's answer, the little old man in the painting nodded, and wrote back and forth on the gray booklet for a while, and then closed the booklet and looked at Roger again, "It's time to assign a mentor, who should I give you to, let me think about it......"

Roger waited motionless, waiting for the little old man in the painting to follow.

“...... Marcus's big guy should be a good fit for you, and speaking of which, this guy hasn't taken an apprentice in years, and that's him!" The little old man in the painting clapped his hands and had an idea.

As he spoke, he pulled out a blank piece of paper from his pocket.

After quickly folding the white paper a few times, making it look like a bird, he sighed at the bird, and then threw the bird in the direction of the outside of the painting.

Whew-

A whistling sound passed past Roger's ears, and the bird, which was made of white paper, broke away from the painting, flew directly past Roger's ears, flew out of the door, and soared into the sky.

"Wait a moment. The little old man in the painting crossed his legs and said to Roger.

After a while, there was a rumbling sound outside the attic.

Roger looked back and saw a strong man more than three meters tall, with bulging muscles and knotted muscles, at least two and a half widths above him. With every step he took, there was a faint low roar on the ground, which also showed that this person's weight was quite heavy.

"It's a feeling...... It's so strong!!" Before the strong man got closer, Roger felt a very intuitive sense of oppression, which was different from the pressure brought by the formal wizards he had seen, if he had to describe it, more like facing a fierce beast of the world.

Roger even had the feeling that this strong man could poke him to death with a single finger.

The strong man lowered his head before entering the attic, and as soon as he came in, he asked in a loud voice: "What are you calling me for?" I've been very busy lately, you have something to say quickly, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. ”

"Marcus, you idiot with a brain full of muscles, won't you be polite to my old man?" said the little old man in the painting angrily as he looked at the strong man who was more than three meters tall.

"Don't be verbose, you old guy is the most unreliable, I haven't been pit once or twice, if you want to find me, it's not a good thing, if you have something to say quickly, if you don't say anything, I'll leave." ”

Marcus said, really ready to leave.

"It's not a private matter this time, don't you see that there are other people here?" The little old man in the painting stopped Marcus, pointed to Roger who was ignored by Marcus and said, "This is a new student today, I will follow you in the future, is there a problem?"

Marcus noticed that there were other people standing next to him, and after glancing at Roger, he said to the little old man in the painting: "I really don't know what you think, so many people have to be arranged with me if they don't arrange it, I haven't accepted an apprentice for so many years, don't you know what's going on?"

"Of course I know that, but this little guy is very suitable for you. The little old man in the painting said again.

"Right for me?"

Hearing this, Marcus raised his eyebrows and looked at Roger beside him again. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly stepped forward and pressed his palm in Roger's direction.

Roger didn't have time to think about it, and when he saw Marcus attacking, although he knew that he was not an opponent, he still blocked in front of him with the same palm.

Bang!

A huge force came, and Roger took many steps back before he could stand firm.

"Knight, Grand Knight?"

Marcus's eyes lit up, and he immediately became a little interested in the little guy in front of him, but he quickly turned his head to the little old man in the painting with a suspicious face and asked, "You won't just find a guy who doesn't have wizarding talent to make fun of me, right?"

"Second class. The little old man in the painting only said one word.

"Really?!How could a guy with second-class talent go the way of a knight and become a great knight, don't lie to me. Marcus was still a little skeptical.

"I don't have that spare time, if you don't believe me, you can take him back and test it again. The little old man in the painting glared at Marcus, and said angrily: "Okay, since the matter is over, then this little guy will be handed over to you." ”

Marcus smiled, rubbed his hands, turned his head to look at Roger and said, "I'm Marcus, you heard it, I will be your mentor in the future, what's your name?"

"Hello Mentor Marcus, my name is Roger. ”

Looking at the tower-like strong man in front of him, Roger bowed respectfully.

Although I still don't fully understand what kind of person this mentor I will be in the future, judging from the means by which he tested himself just now, this mentor's physical body is not a little stronger than my own. Combined with the dialogue between the little old man and the strong man in the previous painting, it is not difficult for Roger to guess that his sturdy mentor is very likely to follow the path of an ordinary wizard.

"Am I destined to be a muscular man? Roger only felt a little sad.

Looking at his mentor, he had some guesses about his future path.