"You say, you have your own ideas when it comes to career choices?"

In the study, Mr. Earl looked at his son, whose face was calm in front of him, and a flash of surprise flashed in his sharp eyes.

If he's not mistaken, this should be the first time Lynn has faced her parents' demands and had her own thoughts.

Monsieur Earl walked round the desk with his hands behind his back and came to his son, staring down at the young but still handsome young man.

"Tell me, then, what do you think?"

Lynn was slightly stunned, obviously a little surprised by his father's slightly kind question, but in addition to being surprised, he still answered his father's question first.

"I want to choose a magician." He replied softly.

On this continent, there is no summoner department anywhere, and according to the classification of professions, magicians belong to the big classification, that is, the basic profession, and summoners are a subclass derived from magicians, so if Lynn wants to become a summoner according to the proposal of the barrage, there is only this option.

"A magician?" Monsieur Earl received the answer, and fell silent.

Seeing his father's silence, Lynn suddenly lifted up in his heart.

Although he decided to do it very resolutely, no matter how he said it, he was still a good baby before today, and this was the first time he went against his father's wishes, and he was inevitably worried.

After all, most people's first time should be spent in tension.

"You ......."

Mr. Earl finally spoke slowly.

His tail note was long, and as he picked it up, it made Lynn dumbfounded.

"Now that you've made your choice, do it."

Lynn stared, disbelief written all over her face.

That's it? That's it??

In Lynn's mind, his father would definitely first reprimand his disobedience, then use his experience to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of both, and finally reject his proposal.

Lynn had already prepared the words of explanation, but this time, his father didn't play his cards according to the routine?

"Was it a surprise?" Monsieur Earl turned around, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the flourishing flowers in the yard, and said softly, "Actually, there is nothing surprising. ”

"It doesn't matter to us what our profession is, because the power of mastery, no matter what form it takes, is just a tool we use to achieve our ends. So it doesn't really make a difference whether it's a warrior or a magician. ”

Mr. Earl suddenly turned, picked up his cane, and pointed at Lynn.

"Lynn, let me ask you, do you know what the profession I chose was in the first place?"

Lynn's eyes glazed back.

What is the profession of a father?

He really didn't know about this.

Monsieur de Earl never told his family how he "worked".

However, in the face of his father's cold eyes, Lynn could not answer that he didn't know, so he could only subconsciously guess based on his father's "work".

"Yes....... Warriors? ”

"Do you really think so?"

When this voice appeared, Lynn froze.

Because the father in front of him didn't speak at all, and the direction from which the voice came was behind him.

He turned his head mechanically, and all he saw was a shadow.

- his own shadow.

The shadow flickered slightly when she saw Lynn looking over, as if she was talking.

"Now, you know what?"

Lynn replied dumbfoundedly, "Father, is he also a magician?" ”

"Wrong again."

This time, the direction of the voice was back to the front, and Linton had just turned his head, and instead of his father's face, he saw a long sword.

A sword as long as his father's cane.

"Qiang—"

Mister Earl reassembled his sword into a cane and said calmly, "I have both magic and swordsmanship, and if you were to divide it according to the masses, there would be no way to classify me into a certain profession. ”

"In fact, the so-called division of professions is only for people to better specialize in a certain item, and no one has ever stipulated that priests cannot learn harmful magic, and no one restricts magicians from learning martial arts released through the medium of the great sword."

"Lynn." The Earl bowed slightly, looked his son in the eye, and said, "Don't limit your power to any one rule. ”

"You have to use the rules as a curtain to hide your weapons."

"I....... I understand. ”

"Hmm." Mr. Earl nodded slightly, "I won't have any opinion on your choice of the mage profession, I let you choose the warrior department before, just because the growth of warriors is easier to reach the top than that of mages who need scientific research." ”

"But now that you have your own ideas, do what you want."

"Yes!"

Lynn answered, her voice filled with visible excitement.

He was flattered by his father's words, and at the same time, he thought that he would have to work harder in the future to be worthy of his father's affirmation.

"Alright."

Monsieur Earl pestled his cane: "If nothing else, go back and rest." ”

"Good!"

Lynn answered, and left the study with a beating heart.

When the son left the room, Count Blazer's face was calm again.

He walked slowly to the bookshelf, looked up at the multitude of ancient books on them, and hid his face in the deepest shadows.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Just as he was about to turn around, there was another knock on the door.

Before he could answer, the door was pushed open, and Monsieur Earl knew who it was this time.

"Cole." The Countess stood beside the man and smiled gently, "Lynn has already told me just now, and you agreed to his request. ”

"I was surprised." She seemed to be a little worried and said, "Have you encountered anything lately?" ”

Monsieur Earl sighed helplessly: "Don't think of me as a judge with a judgment hammer in his hand at all times. ”

The Countess blinked, "But aren't you like that?" ”

“......”

"I heard you didn't ask Lynn why he chose this way, yes, very generous, but I'm a cautious woman." The Countess said, "I'm curious why." ”

Mr. Earl shrugged: "Independence is the path that Lynn is destined to take, and I can't stop him." Do you want to see us conflicting in the future because of conflicting opinions? So who are you going to help then? ”

"Lynn." The Countess gave him a blank look, and said without hesitation, "Lynn is much more obedient than you, and if something really goes wrong at that time, it must be that you have a problem first." ”

“......”

Mr. Earl was bored with himself, shook his head, and said: "In short, going to the warrior department is only what I think is a more convenient way, but what I think does not necessarily belong to him more suitable. I made a choice for him just because I could pave the way for him and show him which direction to take. ”

He scratched his head, "I don't know anything about magic or anything." ”

The countess browled her eyebrows, and reached out to hold the man's rough big hand: "Now you are a bit like your father." ”

Monsieur Earl feigned anger and said, "I didn't look like a father anymore. ”

"Lynn has a soft temperament, so I forcefully ask him what to do and give him encouragement at the right time; Reg was unstressed and unmotivated all day, and I deliberately ignored him; Rosalind ......."

Speaking of the youngest daughter, Monsieur Earl suddenly stopped.

The Countess apparently knew what the reason was, and did not get to the bottom of it, but only shook her head.

"Cole, it's not that I disagree with your way of upbringing, but I think you have to let the kids know what you've done for them, and you can't make them feel your love for them."

"I can explain to them what you did, but they will only think that I am exculpating you."

"This kind of thing can only be done by yourself."

“......”

Monsieur Count was silent again.

He rubbed his cane, and after a long time, sighed.

"They'll understand."

The Countess smiled helplessly: "Well, at least for now, the children are very obedient....... When I go to church tomorrow, I will pray in this direction. ”

"That's probably the only thing we can pray to adults."

Monsieur de Count thought back to his children.

Not to mention anything else, at least it won't be like some children of aristocratic families, who bully others and make trouble everywhere.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile with relief, not so good-looking.

But, as it turned out, he laughed too soon.

The next day, Lynn received a notice from the school during the holidays.

"Parents of Rag Blazer and Rosalind Blazer, please come to the Rheinland Academy."