"Lord Urus, do you have any other orders?"

Moya maintained a standard bowing posture and waited aside.

Urus looked at the clean ground, nodded in satisfaction, and then looked deeply at Moya.

"You are very good, at least much smarter than others, at least more patient than them, unlike those just now, who couldn't help but practice meditation in less than half a month."

The little thumb of Mo Ya's palm hidden behind his back trembled imperceptibly, but he said expressionlessly:

"Lord Urus has strictly forbidden us to practice meditation in private, and since they have broken the vows, they deserve to be punished."

"Quack, is it strictly forbidden? Moya, you've been here for two years, so you should know very well that I put that meditation on purpose, right? ”

A piercing laugh reached Moya's ears, and the dark wizard laughed strangely, and the laughter was extremely eerie.

"Okay, go down, don't worry, you are such a useful servant, I don't plan to waste it on testing medicines."

"Yes."

Moya complied, quietly exiting the room, the delicate iron door re-closed with a heavy thud, and the smell of rotting and damp mixed with the smell of blood in the long corridor made the air even more choking.

"That guy, do you see something?"

Moya's gaze moved slightly as he looked at the closed iron door, but soon his gaze became firm.

What if Urus did find something? It was impossible for him to stop now.

Crunch~.

After pushing open the door and expertly locking it, Moya glanced at the sky outside the window and sat cross-legged on the bed.

It's time to start today's meditation method cultivation.

Yes, Mo Ya has been cultivating meditation methods, and even made rapid progress, and now, if you talk about spiritual power alone, he has even reached the level of a formal wizard apprentice.

But from beginning to end, as an official wizard, Urus never found out that Mo Ya was cultivating meditation methods, because, in the eyes of the other party, Mo Ya's spiritual power level had not changed at all!

"I don't know, is there an upper limit to the spiritual power that this thing can store?"

In a meditative state, Moya quietly felt the pitch-black imprint in his mind and fell into deep thought.

For two years, it was with this imprint that he was able to hide from under the nose of Urus.

Storing spiritual power, this is the only function of this imprint in Moya's brain that Moya has discovered so far.

As long as all the spiritual power that he had gained by practicing meditation was stored in it, in the eyes of Urus, he was an ordinary person whose spiritual power had not changed in the past two years.

As for improving physical fitness, breathing is a perfect excuse.

In fact, I don't know if it was because his breathing method was too inferior or because the meditation method that Urus deliberately threw in the utility room was too good, the breathing method that Moya had mastered had long since lost its effect.

The reason why Mo Ya regularly took time out of his breathing method every day was purely to hide people's eyes, otherwise it was difficult to explain the reason for his improved physique.

If they simply practiced the breathing method, Urus would not care about them, after all, in the eyes of official wizards, even the so-called legendary knight was just a stronger lamb to the slaughter.

It wasn't until the bell struck noon that Moya slowly opened his eyes and ended his meditation.

"I hope the remaining five will die too quickly, otherwise there will be no time to cultivate meditation methods."

Thinking of what happened this morning, Moya's expression became a little gloomy, not sympathizing with Dina and Kagu who died tragically, but feeling depressed by the reduction of his free time.

As soon as the two of them died, he wasted at least an hour and a half a day on chores in the Wizard's Tower to fill their gaps.

"Half a month, it should be fine."

Urus usually asks someone to try the medicine once a month, and for those who secretly practice meditation, the other party seems to wait for their mental power to grow to a certain level before "inviting" them into their laboratory.

Theoretically, as long as the other five people don't make big mistakes, there is still a good chance that they will survive a month, and considering what happened today, it should have a good warning effect, so there is no need to worry too much in theory.

……

It turns out that there are indeed not so many accidents in life, and after seeing the deaths of Dina and Kagu, the remaining five people have obviously settled down a lot in the next half month, and even become a lot more diligent in their work.

Of course, Mo Ya was happy to see this, and even appropriately assigned some of his work to five people, successfully squeezing out an extra half an hour of free time for himself every day.

So, half a month later, one day.

"Moya, go to the utility room and get five sets of formal clothes for them, there are guests coming today."

Early in the morning, Urus called Moya to the fourth floor and gave an explanation.

"Yes, Lord Urus."

Moya bowed his head and replied reverently, and when he turned around, a look of ecstasy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Finally, the opportunity he had been waiting for for two years was finally coming!

"Calm down, there must be no mistakes at this time."

After repeatedly reminding himself in his heart, Mo Ya forcibly calmed down the excitement in his heart, making himself look as emotionless as usual on the surface.

Go to the third floor and go to five suits, call the rest of them to distribute them, and then prepare a sumptuous feast according to Urus's request.

By the time all this was done, there was only about half an hour left before the midday bell had already struck.

By the way, the reason why there is no step to prepare formal clothes for Moya himself is because the clothes he usually wears are formal clothes, in fact, if you put him with the other five people, Moya looks more like a butler than a handyman.

Half an hour later, the top floor of the Wizard's Tower.

Urus sat comfortably in the comfortable aristocratic chair, while Moya and the others waited quietly in the back.

"Haha, Urus, I haven't seen you for two years, you guy still likes to do this trick so much!"

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from above, and Mo Ya and the others were just about to look up, but they only had time to catch a glimpse of a white afterimage, and when they fixed their eyes again, a handsome middle-aged man in a white robe had sat opposite Urus for some time.

"Fren, I haven't seen you for two years, I hope your research has progressed, and not just looking good like your face."

Urus also greeted unceremoniously.

"Rest assured, it's guaranteed to be more advanced than your necromancy research."

"Heh, if only your research was as reliable as your mouth is as hard."

The two of them chatted happily, and after a while, they went deep into their respective research topics, and Mo Ya and the others waiting in the back stood motionless like a background board.

"The time has come."

Mo Ya looked at the two who were gradually chatting about the same, and understood that the opportunity had come.

I saw that he suddenly strode forward in the puzzled eyes of the other five people, and went straight to Fren.

"Moya? What are you doing here, I didn't tell you! ”

Urus looked at Moya who suddenly walked over, his brows furrowed, and a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

But Moya didn't pay any attention to Urus behind him, but knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed his head under the gaze of Fren's somewhat curious gaze.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound of the forehead colliding with the ground.

Then, under the stunned gazes of the two wizards, Urus and Fren, Moya shouted hysterically with almost all his strength:

"Lord Furren, please take me as an apprentice!"