Dead.

There was a brief silence for everyone.

No one expected Moya's move, especially the five servants standing behind Urus, they could never have imagined that the dogleg of Urus, who usually looked extremely honest, would suddenly do such a move.

Is this guy crazy?

They looked at Moya like crazy people, not believing that the other could succeed.

If kneeling could get a wizard to take him as an apprentice, they would have broken Urus's head long ago.

Mo Ya naturally didn't know what they were thinking, and at this time he was standing up at Fren's request and quietly staring at each other.

Drops of cold sweat precipitated from Moya's forehead, and if someone patted Moya's back at this time, they would find that the muscles in his back were abnormally stiff, which was a sign of Moya's excessive nervousness.

Pressure, tremendous pressure.

When his gaze met the white wizard with a kind smile in front of him, Moya's body suddenly felt an indescribable sense of powerful oppression.

It's not described, it's real!

The eardrums, eyes, and even the internal organs seemed to be whining wildly, and his teeth couldn't stop grinding, as if his body would explode in the next second because he couldn't bear the huge pressure.

"Still too much to take for granted......

Mo Ya felt his gradually losing body, looking at the other party's unmoved expression, and a touch of despair appeared in his eyes.

"I thought that since I was a white wizard, I would at least give me a chance to say something, but I didn't expect it to ......"

His eyes were gradually soaked in bright red, and if he looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, he would find that Moya's seven orifices were trickling with lines of blood at the moment.

But just as Mo Ya was about to pass out, the huge pressure that was pressing all over his body suddenly disappeared, and then, a gentle light suddenly bloomed from above Mo Ya's head.

Mo Ya suddenly felt as if he was soaking in a warm bath, his body involuntarily relaxed, the sharp pain in his internal organs and eyes quickly subsided, and the buzzing in his ears gradually disappeared.

"Lord Furren, what the hell is this......"

Moya looked at Fren with some blankness.

"Your name is Moya, right, congratulations, you passed my test, from now on, you are my disciple."

Fren looked at Moya with a blank face and said with a smile.

"Wait, Lord Fren, isn't the standard for you to recruit disciples to reach the level of the Bronze Knight before the age of eighteen, and at the same time to reach the standard of a formal apprentice in terms of spiritual power?"

Mo Ya asked puzzledly, he obviously hadn't taken out the spiritual power stored in the brand, and now he, his spiritual power was completely at the level of an ordinary person, and it didn't meet Fu Lun's requirements at all.

"Huh? Do you know this standard, Urus, and you have such a loose mouth? ”

Hearing that Mo Ya actually said the usual standard for accepting apprentices, a look of surprise flashed in Fren's eyes, and then he looked at the other party with a suspicious expression.

"Oh, sewing your mouth like a woman is not as tight as mine, don't worry, I can vouch for you in the name of my Urus, I have never told the second person about your acceptance standards, not even to myself, after all, I have long forgotten this kind of inconsequential matter."

Urus sneered disdainfully, mocked Fren mercilessly, then looked at Moya and said in a hoarse voice:

"However, I'm also curious where you kid learned about this standard, if I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't have ...... when Furren first came here."

Urus spoke, his tone suddenly paused, as if he understood something, glanced at Gumo with deep meaning, and said meaningfully:

"I didn't expect that among the group of slaves at that time, you were the most dishonest one."

"I just know better than anyone else that you're acting smartly in front of you, Lord Urus."

Moya bowed to Urus and said very politely.

Urus looked at Moya carefully, nodded, and said no more.

Two years ago, after Urus brought in the slaves, including Moya, he threw them at the door and ignored them because he was in a hurry to see off Fren at the top of the tower.

At that time, there was no old slave like Moya in the wizard tower, which caused everyone else to take the opportunity to flee outside the tower, but Moya was the only one who decided to keep up with Urus after realizing that something was wrong, and tried to make a small report to the other party to show his determination, but accidentally overheard the conversation between Urus and Fren at the staircase, so there was today's scene.

Later, when Urus, who had sent Fren away, returned to the door, he found that the new group of slaves he had brought with him had died only Moya.

In fact, there was originally one person alive besides Moya, but Moya decisively chose to throw the other party out of the line in order to prevent the leakage of his follow-up with Urus.

"Looks like you're better than I thought? Moya, can surprise this guy Urus, and it shows that you have great potential to break the rules?

By the way, just call me teacher, you are now my disciple, and you don't need to use those self-surrendering titles. ”

Fren glanced at the two who were playing riddles with each other, obviously understood something, smiled and praised Moya, and at the same time asked Moya:

"Mo Ya, aren't you curious why I accepted you as a disciple so easily? What do you think is the most important thing for wizards? ”

Mo Ya's heart immediately froze, and he knew that he had to answer this question seriously.

What is the most important thing for wizards?

Mo Ya suddenly fell into deep thought.

Mental power? Magic? Meditation?

No, no, the answer shouldn't be these.

Moya began to think about Urus's every move in his memory, carefully pondering every detail of the other party's words and deeds, and thought quickly.

Finally, under Fren's expectant gaze, Moya slowly spit out his answer:

"It's knowledge, explore more knowledge!"

Fren nodded in satisfaction, and Urus behind him bowed slightly.

"That's a pretty standard answer, yes, strictly speaking, the most important thing for a wizard is undoubtedly knowledge, but in reality, there's one more thing that's important—"

I saw Fren pause, stared at Moya, and said word by word:

"—Breaking the consciousness of common sense!"

With that, Furon stood up and walked in front of Moya, and it was only then that Moya realized that this handsome middle-aged white wizard was even half a head taller than Urus, causing Moya to even have to look up at the other party when he was in front of him.

"Knowledge, spiritual power, magic power, meditation methods, these things are of course also very important, but throughout the history of wizards, every time a major breakthrough in the wizarding system is promoted, neither spiritual power and magic power, nor meditation methods, and even pure knowledge is not strictly speaking."

As he spoke, Fren's expression darkened with intense excitement, and his tone became impassioned and impassioned, like that of a fanatical believer.

"Yes! That's right! What really drives the development of wizards is never anything else, but the consciousness that breaks common sense!

Those who promote the development of the wizarding system, what they really rely on is not great ability, nor luck by luck, but the will to be fearless of everything!

He can even be an ordinary person who is not even a wizard, but as long as he is conscious enough and has the courage to challenge the axioms recognized by countless powerful people, he may become the firewood that ignites the fire of change! ”

Finally, Fren looked down at Moya.

"You, do you understand?"