Although he had been mentally prepared for the extent of Bohn's troubles, he was really taken aback after really seeing the situation in the alchemy workshop.

"This is really a replica of the Arcane Garden of the Mage Tower, and even the size is about the same as that in the Mage Tower."

Viscount Gordon was a little speechless, "However, my father is too favored, and even the space expansion has been engraved." ”

Anyway, Viscount Gordon has also been trained as a spellcaster for a period of time, and he happens to know about space expansion, so it is natural to think that the Count personally took action.

As for whether Bohn did it, Viscount Gordon didn't think about it at all, as long as he knew that this technique could not be successfully performed without the level of a high-level spellcaster.

Soon after Viscount Gordon, a large number of noble carriages almost crowded the door.

Lehman hurriedly greeted him, and arranged for people to direct the weaving carriage to park, fortunately, the personnel of the Lehman Chamber of Commerce are also experienced in battle, if they had seen so many nobles before, they would have been scared to the point of weakness, and many of them are rare nobles in ordinary times, the lowest have knighthoods, and many of them are even big aristocratic families, and they come in family carriages with markings, and they all represent their respective families in terms of identity.

Although the people in the chamber of commerce are still a little scared now, they have at least dared to say two sentences, which are almost enough to convey the meaning and direct the vehicle.

Aristocrats generally don't kill civilians at will, especially the Netherreans, like in the novel, it almost doesn't happen that there are noble heirs who kill civilians in the street from time to time, it's like a dog biting you, can you bite back?

It's definitely right to beat him to death with a stick, and it's the same with the nobles, even if there is a grudge with the commoners, the noble heirs will not end up in person, they are all looking for someone to kill him (of course, if he is not killed, being counterattacked is another matter).

And there were slaves in Nether, and the tradition of slavery even runs through the entire history of Nether!

Now Nether's main slaves are basically dwarfs, and it can be said that the initial construction of Nether was basically built by dwarves.

(Most of the elves are peace-loving, especially when the elves helped Nether later, they couldn't get used to the Nethers enslaving the gnomes, so they helped a large part of the gnomes escape, and now the gnomes in the south and east all ran over at that time, so the gnomes are very hostile to the Netherreans, this is the point!) To be examined! ）

Viscount Gordon couldn't help but sneer secretly at the sight of a large group of richly dressed nobles flocking in, but on the surface he must have put on a flattered look to greet him.

Although the alchemy workshop was gorgeously decorated on the outside, but the inside was almost empty, a group of people still watched with great interest the people of the Lehman Chamber of Commerce working overtime, all smiling and talking to each other, without feeling that the environment here was chaotic.

In the evening, a group of people still watched with interest, Viscount Gordon could only arrange for someone to prepare a dinner, just in the open space of the general meeting, and no one felt the slightest rudeness, pushing the glass and changing the lamp as if this was the top banquet hall.

This operation stunned the people of the Lehman Chamber of Commerce, it turned out that the banquet of the nobles did not need to be held in a palatial place as they imagined, and it was okay to have an open space full of dirt, and the bonfire dinner they usually had together did not seem to be inferior.

Only Viscount Gordon knew why this group of people could endure this environment and completely let go of the dignity of the aristocrats who were proud of it.

"Son! You've really given you a big problem! ”

Viscount Gordon couldn't help but sigh slightly, "But who made me your son!" ”

……

After dark, Hubwick was kicked out by Born, and the ranger was overjoyed to hear that he could go back on his own.

There is no way to face the "legendary character" Count Iolum here, the pressure is simply too much.

Hearing that it was like a pardon to be able to go back, and almost crawling out of the academy, Born looked at his unproductive appearance, and was so angry that he almost had a fireball in his face.

Then he secretly thought that not only was it just alchemy, but other courses had to be arranged for him, as for the tuition fee?

Bohn sneered, let's pay it back for the rest of my life!

As for after death, Bohn doesn't think that the rangers who have been in the black market for more than ten years can go to the kingdom of God in Canas, and more likely to fall into the abyss or purgatory, Bohn feels that by that time he should be able to wrestle with demons and devils, and he can exert his residual heat when he dies!

If anyone saw Bohn's expression at this time, they must have thought that the devil in hell might be like this.

"Grandfather, why is that?"

Born returned to the Mage's Tower, found the Count and asked.

"You discovered him, and if you are sure of his loyalty, then it should be cultivated by you!"

The count's face remained unchanged, and he drank black tea elegantly as always.

"But..."

"Okay, there's no need to discuss that."

The Earl put the cup down and interrupted directly, "Your biggest doubt should be his talent, right?" ”

"Hmm... Pretty much the same. ”

Born still didn't understand why his grandfather didn't accept Hubwick, but since he said that, he must have a point.

"Talent is sometimes called a specialty, and this has to start with racial talent and individual talent."

"Racial talent refers to the special talents of a race, such as fish, which are born to live in water, and this is also reflected in intelligent beings.

Just like the elves, the elves are born with a long life, and they can live to 700 years old at a normal age (just normal ordinary elves...). This is the racial talent of the elves: longevity!

Of course, in addition to longevity, there are other advantages, which involve the individual's talent, and the individual also distinguishes between common and invisible specialties...

The more common elven mage, almost everyone in the elven clan has the potential to become a spellcaster, and the elven caster hardly needs to sleep, which is very different from other common races. The elf meditates for 4 hours a day is equivalent to falling asleep, entering a deep meditative state, which has the same effect as 8 hours of human sleep...

Elves also dream when they meditate, but after years of practice, dreaming becomes an introspective mental exercise......"

(It's true, the D&D setting is like this, don't use the bar, don't believe yourself to look up the Three Treasures)

"Humans also have their own racial talents, that is, a career system that can be compatible with almost all races..."

Born was dumbfounded, although he had already guessed, but he still felt incredible to hear his grandfather say this.

And the hidden specialty of human talent is too uncertain, which is about the same probability as winning the lottery.

This can't help but remind Bohn of a poem by Li Bai: I am born to be useful!

Then I felt that this was a simple nonsense, who knows where your talent is?

If Hubwick hadn't been exposed to alchemy, he would probably have been a half-druid for the rest of his life.

This reminded Bohn of the special setting in D&D.

Specialty!

Isn't that a special talent?

And humans are also the only race that can master all the specialties through various means such as training, learning, and even inheritance.

In addition, this talent is too random, and when he thinks of this, Bohn can't help but think of his first arcane [identification technique] and the identification rune that goes with it!

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