For the first time, Moya's face was so moved.

Only then did he realize that there was a serious misunderstanding in his thinking from beginning to end, and what wizards really valued was never the so-called talent or strength, but the possibility of breaking through the status quo!

"There is no shortage of talented and powerful people in this world, but how many people can there be in the world who dare to risk their lives to break common sense?"

Fren looked at Moya and said with a smile:

"Moya, when you dare to take this step at the risk of being directly executed by me and Urus, you are already qualified to become a disciple of any wizard, including Urus, even if I don't accept you as an apprentice this time, after I leave, Urus will definitely take you as his disciple."

Moya turned his head in astonishment, only to see Urus bowing slightly, acquiescing to Fren's statement.

"Master Furen, please also accept me as a disciple!"

"Me too!" "And me!"

Suddenly, three extremely discordant voices sounded.

I saw that three of the five people standing behind Urus suddenly rushed out, ran to Furren with an excited face, knelt down, and pleaded loudly.

This time, Fren was silent, and he looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, and his face showed extremely disgusted.

"Moya, kill the three of them, this kind of maggot who always wants to sit back and enjoy the results of other people's lives, there is no need to stay in the world!"

After speaking, Fren waved his hand, and a flash of light flashed, and the three people kneeling on the ground were suddenly horrified to find that their bodies could not move.

"Yes, Mr. Fren."

Without any hesitation, Mo Adam immediately clasped his hands on the head of one of them, and a terrifying chill flashed in his eyes.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, and with the support of the physical fitness of the Bronze Knight level, Mo Ya easily twisted the other party's head.

After concocting the other two in the same way, Moya saluted Fren, then looked at Urus, and said politely:

"Mr. Urus, their corpses should still be of use."

The two who were standing behind Urus and survived because they were one step slower looked at the polite Moya, their eyes full of fear, as if they were looking at some other devil.

Instead, Urus nodded with satisfaction, and pointed at the three corpses on the ground that were fixed in a kneeling position, and the three corpses suddenly stood up from the ground little by little.

"I won't ask for the rest, Fren, hurry up and get out of here with your new disciple, I'm upset when I see your sissy face now."

After saying a word to Furren with a look of disgust, Urus left the top of the Wizard's Tower with the remaining two servants and three corpses.

"Tsk, this guy, seeing that I picked up an apprentice from him, although he didn't admit it, he was probably very unhappy in his heart."

Fren stood there and said jokingly, then he looked at Moya again and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's very clean, that's good, you have to remember that you don't have any mercy on the kind of person you just had!

This kind of person, when you risk your life to challenge, they will just stand behind and use their poor brains to try to use all the sarcasm they can think of on you, but they don't have the courage to take a step forward.

When you are in power, they will be eager to pick your skin and draw your blood, and pull out all the benefits you have obtained, and even think that these things should be their own.

And once you are degraded, they will frantically trample on you and everything related to you in order to satisfy their filthy and ridiculous self-esteem, because for them their existence will not seem humble and obtrusive only when all those nobler and braver than themselves die. ”

"Teacher, I understand."

Moya nodded, and then seemed to think of something, and asked:

"By the way, teacher, will I do this today, will it ......?"

"Don't worry, although that guy from Urus has a dark face, few friends, and is very stingy, he is still very principled in this kind of thing."

Furlen chuckled and explained.

"Now that you have become my disciple, he will no longer care about what you have done before, and will even treat you as his own kind, of course, provided that you don't do anything boring, after all, the majesty of a wizard is still not to be provoked."

Hearing Fren's explanation, Moya breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

"Okay, we should go too, this old bastard, I came all the way to the house, but I refused to prepare a place to live every time."

After muttering a grumble, Flon grabbed Moya and stepped forward.

Before Moya could react, he felt a flower in front of him, and the howling wind pressed against the door in front of him, making him subconsciously close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again after the wind had subsided, Moya suddenly realized that he had come to the ground.

"This is ......"

Moya looked at his surroundings and was stunned for two seconds, then reacted suddenly and hurriedly looked into the distance.

I saw that the towering wizard tower had only a slender column left in his field of vision, and at this moment, he was standing on a cliff about two miles away from the wizard tower.

Really escaped.

Looking at the wizard tower in the distance, Mo Ya's mood was so complicated for the first time, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and for a while, Mo Ya felt that his eyes and nose were a little sour.

But soon, Moya adjusted his mood, and after two years in the Wizard's Tower, he was no longer the noble slave who had just been brought into the Wizard's Tower.

"Teacher, are we going straight back to your wizard's tower?"

Moya, who had regained his composure, looked at Fren on the side and asked.

"No, we'll have to go somewhere else before that."

Fren looked at Moya with a mysterious smile.

"Moya, where is your home?"

……

Two days later, Kanter Plains.

It was originally the domain of the Earl of Canter, but since the Earl and his wife were hung by wizards at the gates, no one has called the area by the county.

"Mr. Fren, what are we here for......?"

Mo Ya looked at the white wizard beside him and asked with some puzzlement.

"It's nothing, we just want you to see with your own eyes what has become of the noble territories that we have conquered."

Fren walked ahead and glanced meaningfully at Moya behind him.

"I think the place where you lived in the past should give you a more intuitive sense of what I want to teach you than any other noble realm, and you can consider this as my first lesson to you."

Feel it more intuitively?

The doubts in Moya's heart became thicker and thicker.

However, when he heard the phrase "first lesson", Mo Ya's heart immediately sank and he realized the importance of things.

The importance of the first lesson a shaman gives to a disciple alone is self-evident.

You must know that on the way, Fu Lun had already told Mo Ya that there were a total of seventeen disciples of the White Wizard if he was counted!

Now it's because of the coincidence that the two of them are alone, and Fren will guide him one or two, once he returns to the Wizard Tower, with his current beginner disciple, it is not so simple to meet Fren as a white wizard.

Unless he was particularly impressed in Fu Len's eyes, once he was put together with Fu Len's other disciples, it would be impossible for the other party to take special care of him, an ordinary disciple who had just started.

"In other words, do you have to seize the opportunity of this time......

Mo Ya looked at the endless grassland in front of him and thought in his heart.

Then I saw Mo Ya close his eyes, take a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the look in his eyes was extremely determined.

In order to make his life go more smoothly, he will have to impress Flren in the lectures he will follow.