Chapter 53: Letters and Messages from Home

When Créwell learns that the whole house knows about last night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first reaction was that someone in the family wanted to suppress him.

The Eternal Fire family is a wealthy family known for its fire sorcery.

Although there are no second-level wizards in the family, there are quite a few first-level wizards.

Créwell was born in such a family and is the grandson of the patriarch, but because of this, his position in the family has been spied on by many people.

If the news of his humiliation in the academy is spread back home, let the clansmen, especially his uncles and brothers, know what happened to him.

I'm afraid there will be some more turmoil.

Créwell sat on the sofa, his cold and sharp eyes swept over the little brother in the room, and suddenly stood up, his face was hideous, and roared: "Shame! It's a shame!! I want to know who leaked last night's events?

The saliva in Créwell's mouth spit out Garnes's face, Garnes didn't dare to wipe it off with his hands, twitched his nose, and said: "Young Master, you have to believe me, I and everyone are loyal to follow you and follow the Eternal Fire Family, young master, please believe us!"

As he spoke, Garnes felt like he was about to cry.

"That's right, young master, it must have been leaked by Lucien last night, and he wanted to use this to improve his status in the academy. Garnes' friend Roya helped.

"yes, yes, it's definitely Lucien. ”

Everyone talked about it, and they all said that Lucien did it.

Clay looked at the people in front of him, his face was cold, and he scolded secretly: If it weren't for the fact that the Manit Wizarding Academy strictly forbids signing any form of follower contract with the students of the outer court, he would have used the contract scroll a long time ago.

This bunch of rubbish!

However, whether this matter was leaked by Lucien or not, he had to find someone to deal with Lucian, otherwise his reputation would be ruined!

Thinking of this, Créwell roared, "Then why don't you get out of here and collect Lucian's handle, do you want me to go myself?"

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In the dormitory, Lucien is meditating.

The limit of a second-class wizard apprentice is about 8 points of spiritual power, and Lucien is currently only 4.3, and there is still a lot of room for growth, however, with the conditions of his third-class qualifications, it is expected that it will take about half a year for his spiritual power to increase to 8 points.

There is little hope of becoming a third-class wizard apprentice in a short period of time, but the meditation once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening cannot be forgotten.

There was no class in the afternoon, so the well-informed Garon went outside to run errands for him, while Lucien went back to the dormitory to meditate.

The meditation process was not long, and in about twenty minutes, Lucien woke up from his meditative state.

After checking it with the data chip, the physique has increased by 0.1, and there is no change in other attributes, and Lucien knows that it is useless to be anxious now. The growth of the wizard's spiritual power will not be able to succeed if it does not rely on drops of water or external objects.

However, since the last battle in the Forsaken City, he has a new understanding of swordsmanship, and he has a chance to settle down, maybe there is a chance to break through to the middle level of knights.

I straightened my thoughts slightly, got out of bed, and looked out the window, where the setting sun had coated everything outside the window with a layer of blood red. Lucian's gaze seemed to travel hundreds of miles back to his home in Hyjal.

Family!

That carefree home!

Thinking of home, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked the letter that Garon had handed him home, and he had been too busy these days to read it.

Sitting in the chair in front of the desk, the outer linen was torn, and in the package as thick as a brick was a raincoat, a letter, and a hundred-dollar bill.

The raincoat was made by his mother, and he was afraid that Lucien was growing his body, so the raincoat was made a little bigger.

In the envelope is a letter, with skillful penmanship, and at a glance you can tell that it is a letter written by your parents on behalf of others.

The content is also simple, roughly telling about everything is fine at home, I hope Lucian will not worry, at the end of the article, it is mentioned that the cousin who took Lucian to Hyjal City to take the entrance season exam, because he has been running a business all year round, he has recently had radiation sickness, and his physique is getting worse day by day, and occasionally he has hair loss and vomiting blood.

Hopefully Lucien will figure it out.

"Radiation sickness?"

Lucien pondered for a moment and thought: If a mortal has radiation sickness, if he can drink the radiation dissipation water and then live for the rest of his life without exposure to radiation substances, he will be able to live for more than ten years.

The world is difficult, and if you live for more than ten years, you can be regarded as worthy of your cousin.

As for the hundred dollars, Lucien smiled, his heart warmed, and put the hundred dollars in the drawer of his desk.

Another day, I have time to send the radiant water and some money to my home, and I don't need too much money, and I don't know if I can pass the final assessment level, too much money is a disaster, so I will send it home for 1,000 yuan first.

It should be enough to buy some fields in my hometown, and the land that can be cultivated in this era is precious, so a thousand yuan can buy a dozen acres of land.

However, more than a dozen acres can also be used as the capital for the family to settle down in the future.

Thinking about it, the quill pen quickly wrote on the parchment scroll, and when he was finished, he signed Lucian's full name: Lucian Smith.

The surname Smith has a long history, and according to Lucien's father, the form was given to him because of the skill of his ancestors as blacksmiths.

In the lingua franca, this word has the meaning of blacksmith.

After writing the letter, he put it in a wooden box with a thousand yuan, sealed it with badge mud, and prepared to send it home another day.

Lucien estimated that the number of times he went home in his life was also limited, not to mention anything else, that is, the radiation he carried on his body was a huge damage to his family.

I hope you can take care.

As he pondered, there was a familiar knock at the door, and Lucien got up to open the door, and Garon walked in, sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Lucien opened the window of the dormitory to ventilate, poured some cold water and handed it to Garon.

Garon took a few sips to relieve the pain of lack of water, and said, "I got you the information." Amy is a senior sister who has been in high school for two years, and she is timid by nature, and she heard that she was born in a small wizarding family, and there is no way to enter the headquarters directly, so she went through the normal process and went to the outer courtyard to study. He is very timid, and he doesn't like to talk to strangers, especially strange boys. ”

Compared with Lucien, Garon is very familiar with many students in the Third Outer Courtyard and knows more people, so Lucien asked Garon to find out Amy's information to facilitate his next move.

After Lucien asked Garon, Garon didn't ask much, so he went to help Lucien inquire, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

It's just been in the morning, and there is news in the afternoon.

Lucien's heart warmed, knowing that Garon had his own affairs on his mind.

Amy doesn't like to talk to strangers, which is a bit difficult, so it's better to start with hobbies, Lucien thought as he tapped his fingers lightly on the table and asked, "What's your hobby?"

"Hmm. Garon thought for a moment and said, "I heard that she likes strawberry cake very much, and she also likes flowers." ”

"Do you have any friends??"

"She has few friends, and she can talk to ......," Garon muttered for a moment, "Miss Kim is barely one." ”

"Miss Kim?" Lucien was a little distressed, he didn't know this man.

At this time, Garon smiled and said, "Lucien, you really have something to do with this person. ”