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Saza walked out of the library, walking under the street lamp in the school, and was thinking about his plans for tomorrow when someone stopped him from behind:

"Saza Ilanor!"

Saza turned around, but the man had already put his hand on his shoulder. "It's really you. The man said.

"You are ......" looked at this person Saza did not feel strange, on the contrary, he was very familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Oh, forgot to introduce yourself. I'm Luke Sykemis, the tutor of Class C at the beginning. Nice to meet you, Saza. He stretched his hand out from under his white robe and made a handshake motion.

As soon as he said this, Saza remembered that this was the freshman mentor who entered the academy with Ouya. All of a sudden, Saza let down the vigilance in his heart, and his attitude was no longer hard.

After the ceremonial handshake, Saza followed up with a polite remark: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mentor Luke." "To be honest, if you look at it from the outside, Sagen can't tell that the other party is a mentor. With that cute smiling face alone, if he hadn't been introduced, Saza would only regard him as a good senior at best. "Mentor, do you know me?"

"Of course I do," Luke said with a smile on his face, "I've been following you all the time, and you're definitely a rare gifted student." You haven't eaten dinner yet, but coincidentally, I've got my salary today, so I'll invite you to a big meal. He pulled Saza with gusto.

At this time, Saza really felt that this so-called mentor did not look like a mentor at all, and even felt that he was a bit like a casual child. Saza was not embarrassed to say that every time he and the fat man had lunch outside of school, they ate at that house, and from the other party's words, it was not difficult for him to hear that the consumption of Tongue Taste was too high for this rookie mentor.

"No, mentor, my mother may still be at home waiting for me to eat. Saza politely refused, for he could already vaguely guess the young mentor's intentions.

"Oh, that's right," Luke thought as he touched his bare chin, "then I'll go home with you and explain to her, and then we'll come out for dinner!"

"Huh?" Is this mentor dead-eyed?" Saza's first reaction jumped through his mind, "No, there's no need to bother." He hurriedly waved his hand.

"Okay, let's go eat it. Not knowing if he really didn't understand or if he was playing dumb, Luke continued to pull Saza towards Tongue Taste.

Eventually, Saza made it to the familiar restaurant, and even the maid at the door greeted him with a smile. Of course, this was entirely due to the fact that she didn't know that the regular customer had never paid the bill, and that even the tips came from another unattractive guest.

The two of them, led by the maid, sat down at a square table by the window in the corner.

After ordering, Luke said to Saza, "Saza, before I make it clear what I mean, please allow me to introduce my family." He put away his smile, which made Saza really unaccustomed for a moment.

"My family is a family of mentors, and I have been in the mentor profession since the founding of the country. My ancestors even had an emperor," Saza was really scared when he said this, the past emperor family... In this dynasty, isn't that a wanted man?!

"Don't worry, we have long dissociated ourselves from that ignorant government. I'm telling you this just to let you know that although the Sykemis family has declined a bit by the time of my generation, we still have plenty of experience in cultivating talents. At this time, a maid had already brought the hot soup, and he stopped talking, smiling and helping the maid unload the soup.

The maid smiled and thanked and stepped back.

At this point in Luke's words, his intentions couldn't be more obvious. "Mentor Luke, you wouldn't know I already had a mentor, would you?" said Saza as the maid left.

The young tutor served a bowl of soup to the student sitting across from him and said, "But she's definitely not the best tutor for you." ”

"I think I can tell who's right to be my mentor. Saza did not shy away from the way, and no matter what, Ouya has always been a respectable mentor in his mind.

"Admit it, she's not a good mentor," Luke's words grew sharper and sharper, and he continued before Saza could retort, "Twenty-year-old Second Order First Rank Water Yuan Archmage, such a wizard definitely deserves our respect. But with all due respect, she is not a competent mentor. I don't know what she's been through or what she's struggling for, but at least I'm sure she doesn't want to be a mentor. There may be some exceptions for you, but that's only for appreciation, and she won't invest more. ”

Saza frowned, tempting to refute, but the memory told him it was true. Ouya never seems to have revealed that kind of expectation of students, usually she will only do her best to complete the tasks assigned to her by the school, and she is most concerned about the safety of her students, and nothing else. On the surface, this may seem like a generous and benevolent teacher, but in fact this is not the attitude of a good teacher. Although he couldn't deny that she had some special care for herself, as Luke said, it was only out of appreciation for talent, and there would be no more.

"Come to me, Saza, be my student, I don't want to see a gifted student like you waste it at the hands of an incompetent tutor. I ......"

"Mentor Luke, thank you for your kindness. Saza interrupted him, "Pardon me for digressing, is there a student in your class named Fanny Gert?" he asked with a seemingly flickering expression.

"You said that little girl! she ......."

After hearing the answer, Saza immediately interrupted him again and said, "She and I were almost slaughtered like animals by a mercenary in the early hours of this morning in the Jakis Mountains, but fortunately, the Mentor Ouya helped stop the butcher knife. Again, if I would like to take the liberty of asking, where was you, a competent teacher, at that time?"

"......" Luke was speechless for a while, he thought of seeing Ouya leave the academy in a hurry yesterday towards the Quekis Mountains, but he didn't expect it to be because of this incident, let alone his own students who were also present.

"Mentor Luke, I'm full, let's talk next time. Saza finished the bowl of soup, wiped his mouth, stood up, and walked out, though he wouldn't have left a tip for the maid.

And Luke didn't mean to hold on, he looked down at the empty bowl on the table, as if reflecting on something.

Although he rejected Luke's invitation, Saza knew very well that the young mentor had no ill intentions, at least he could find sincerity in the other party's eyes, but he really couldn't accept the kindness of this way.

Saza admits that he may not be a saint or a noble character, but he also has his own standards. He still understands the truth of the grace of dripping water, not to mention that he wants to do such a disgusting thing as betrayal, although it is an exaggeration to say that the transfer of classes is a betrayal, but there are still some such meanings, in short, he will never do such a thing.

No matter what kind of mentor Ouya was, he only knew that she had helped him more than once, so he would never leave his cold mentor. And he also believes that in fact, the most important thing for real demon cultivation is to rely on individuals, and the mentor is actually only occasionally leading the way.

With a messy mind, Saza returned home. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the guest at this time, it was the female neighbor of the next door, Aunt Angelina.

"We're talking about you, Saza. Angelina saw Saza's arrival and took the initiative to greet her.

Saza also greeted with a smile: "Aunt Angelina is good." "This is one of the neighbors who usually interacts with Lola a lot, and it's rare that she's also one of the few housewives who aren't very philistine, so Saza's attitude towards her is pretty good.

"Why are you only back now?, have you eaten?" said Laura, with some reproach in her tone, even though Saza had already told her when she left the door that she was going to the library and would be back later.

"After eating, I went back to my room to rest. Saza walked to his room, he didn't like to be part of an adult's conversation.

He could vaguely hear them discussing Sean's voyage, but he didn't pay much attention to the discussion between the housewives.

Lie in your bed and think back to the days that passed. His life has really been speeding up unconsciously, and he doesn't seem to want it to stop, what will tomorrow be like......

On the deck of the Red Sea Turtle

Sean looked at the dark sea, and what he wanted to see was not the sea under the night, but his home on the other side of the sea. Although the cargo ship was now heading in the opposite direction, yes, he had to cross the Longxin Sea twice, which was more than 1,000 nautical miles wide from north to south, to return home.

The sea breeze on your face can't help but evoke a chill, even if the wind here is really fresh.

"Why don't you take a sip?" asked Kenneth, holding up a bottle of wine.

Sean glanced at the bottle, then at Kenneth's slightly flushed cheeks, and said, "At least one of the two of us needs to be awake, there are no more people on this night shift." "Actually, there is, but those hairy boys probably only help.

"Damn old man, you know to leave the night shift to us. Kenneth began to drink and spit out the truth. This Sean is not worried, the sound of the wind is enough to cover up those drinking words, what he is worried about is that this guy will spit out something else after he spits out the truth, it will be really troublesome.

"You blow the wind here and be sober, don't trouble me later!" Sean advised, "I'll go fill in the logbook first." ”

"Go, go, Sean, did anyone ever tell you that you were so verbose when you got drunk. ”

Back in the wheelhouse, after writing the logbook for this period, when Sean returned to the deck to look for Kenneth, he did not see Kenneth who was supposed to be on deck, where only an empty bottle was lying on the ground rolling back and forth.

Sean yelled "Damn!" as he rushed to the deck and looked out into the ocean. I didn't see anyone struggling in the water, though.

"Get out of my room, you drunken!" Captain Scott roared behind him, and Sean said something was wrong, and rushed towards the captain's room.

Sure enough, Kenneth was drunk on the desk in the captain's room, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Fuck his mother's bastard!" Scott was clearly furious, and the most annoying thing he hated as he got older went from losing money to being woken up. "Sean, drag him to the deck! and remember to remind me to fire this mule when I get back. ”

"Come on, Scott," Sean said as he picked up the drunk, "if you had that power, this kind of guy would be lying on the dirty floor of the bar." "Indeed, the real boss of the ship is not any of them, but the drunkard seems to have some relationship with the boss.

As if fed up with the alcohol-stained air, Scott stepped out of the captain's cabin and blew the sea breeze while watching Sean drag the mule away. "What a bad luck!" he was still muttering.

However, in Sean's opinion, these words are superfluous, and if there is any effort, it is better to think about where the wine will be hidden.

"Sean!"

"What's the matter, Captain?"

"It's windy, it's windy!" Scott yelled in alarm, pointing to the waves that had been perched on the poles.

The cry startled the gull.