The White Stone Castle in Dumont.

Now that he has made up his mind to jump back, Dumont's attitude towards Rosen has naturally taken a 180-degree turn.

He urgently arranged a rich family dinner, in the name of welcoming his second daughter back to visit her old father, and the main purpose was naturally to welcome Rosen, a new ally.

The dinner was held in the castle hall, with Dumont as the host, sitting at the head of the long table, and Rosen, as a distinguished guest, naturally sat on the left-hand side, and to the left of Lawson was Vivien.

To Dumont's right are the Lords of Morrow and his wife.

At last sat six men and one woman, all of Dumont's children, on either side of the long table.

Madame Dumont, on the other hand, returned to the Kingdom of God three years ago and is now hanging on the wall of family figures by the hall.

During the banquet, Rosen looked over one by one, and found that there were six men ranging from thirty-seven or eighteen to fifteen or sixteen, and four of them had already married wives, so he took his wives to the family banquet with them.

And the girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, her eyebrows were picturesque and delicate, and her figure was slightly slimmer than that of her second sister Lena Delin, but she was also plump and full of people's hearts.

She sat on the left hand side of the eldest sister, and had been enjoying dinner quietly, and between her eyebrows, a faint sadness could occasionally be seen.

When he occasionally looked up at Dumont, or at Rosen, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

After being looked at a few times, Rosen already understood that he was happy to be a matchmaker, but the little girl was unwilling to marry Shapole.

Although this is not a big deal, because the marriage of nobles in these years has never considered the personal feelings of children, Rosen feels that it is better to find an opportunity to settle things so as not to have unexpected changes.

It will not lead to the unhappiness of Chapole, after all, as long as you can think openly, it is easy for nobles to find happiness, and Uncle has always been a person who thinks very openly.

I'm afraid that the little girl won't be able to think about it and make some Jurassic tragedy.

Of course, this kind of topic is best asked in private, and it is easy to hurt the newly established alliance when asking it during the banquet.

Dumont was in high spirits, and he raised his glass and toasted to Lawson: "Master Lawson, come, toast to our great friendship!"

The host is enthusiastic and naturally has to accompany him.

Lawson raised his glass and drank it down.

Later, Dumont introduced his son and his family one by one, and Rosen nodded to the people who were introduced.

When he was introduced to his youngest son, Dumont's tone was condensed and much more serious.

"This is my youngest son, Van Damont, who was born at the age of forty-five. It was the last gift I had from my beloved wife."

"Since he was five years old, he has been meditating on the sun, and I have also spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher to help him train his spell-casting ability, and now at the age of fifteen, he has reached the low-level five-star ability."

He looked at Rosen, "Originally, I planned to wait for him to grow up and ask Faeron or Bilgu to teach him spells."

"But now it seems that something is definitely wrong with this old thing's brain. Bilgu used to observe the stars, but now he is measuring any constants, and he has no heart to teach his disciples."

"Of course, I don't think these two old mages have good personalities, one is selfish, the other is too rigid and stubborn, and if you follow them for a long time, you will definitely teach my son badly."

Hearing this, Rosen naturally understood what Dumont meant, it was nothing more than wanting to let him accept an apprentice. Z.br>

He was already preparing to accept an apprentice, but when he looked at Van Damont carefully, he saw that his face was neutral, his eyes were clear, and his expression was calm, and he felt that he was a good mage seedling.

He didn't wait for Dumont to say it, and said directly, "Old man, I understand what you mean, if you are willing to let your little son eat some training, I will take him back to Crescent Moon Town this time and let him learn spells with me."

When Dumont heard this, he laughed heartily, "Master Rosen, you are indeed a happy person!"

"You're happy, I'm happy!"

"You can bring him back this time. When children are young, they should practice more, otherwise they will not be productive when they grow up."

After speaking, he beckoned to his youngest son: "Damon, from now on, Master Lawson is yours

Sorcerer, come and meet your mentor."

Unexpectedly, the young man was reluctant, and said it bluntly.

"Father, Master Lawson is only a year older than me, and he hasn't been learning spells for as long as I do, so how can he be my mentor?"

As soon as the words came out, Vivien couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hee-hee~ The little guy is so naïve, he always thinks he knows how high the dragon can fly."

Dumont's face also sank: "Van Damont! What are you talking about? Apologize to Master Lawson!"

Lawson waved his hand and smiled, "As a magic master, I am indeed a little younger, and it is normal for your son to have such doubts."

He turned to Van Damont, "So, I'll convince you with two spells."

"If you think I still can't do it, then forget it. If you think there's something else in me that you can learn from, how about learning from me for a few years?"

Van Damont is most favored at home, and he is still a child, and when he hears it, he nods: "Okay."

Rosen looked at Dumont, "Sir, I ask you for a dagger made of stainless steel to simulate an assassin's weapon."

Dumont waved his hand to the attendant, and after a while, the attendant brought a knife made of pure steel: "Is this okay?"

"No problem."

Rosen raised his hand and swept the meat cutting knife, handing it to Van Damont with a mage's hand.

"This knife is hard, and an assassin can use it to pose a great threat to a mage, and it's hard for ordinary spells to break it, right?"

Van Damont carefully touched the blade and nodded in confirmation, "Yes, I feel that it takes at least a medium-level power spell to break it."

Lawson smiled, "You don't think you're wrong, but actually, if you want to completely destroy its structure in an instant, rather than break or twist it, you need high-level power spells."

As he spoke, he retrieved the meat knife with the mage's hand.

"Next, I'm going to show you how to destroy this knife once and for all."

"Remember, I'm talking thoroughly!"

As soon as he said this, everyone else at the banquet looked at Lawson curiously, waiting for his performance.

Rosen was not in a hurry to cast the spell, and consulted Dumont first.

"Sir, can I cast a powerful spell here? Of course, only this cleaver will be destroyed, but no power will leak out."

"Yes."

Lawson got up and took a few steps back, and when he was ready to cast the spell, he said, "Look at the dagger."

Before the words fell, the spell suddenly exploded!

The staff of flowers, calm and relaxed, the power of impermanence. Gravitational collapse.

Dexterity: 40%.

Spell Strength: High Extreme.

When the strength is reached, the scale of the spell is small, and the total power is naturally small, but the target of destruction is also small.

Therefore, for the knife, what he is facing is a high-level and extreme spell power.

"Ding! Ding!"

The two crisp sounds were almost connected, the first was the sound of a calm and leisurely explosion, and the second was the pure steel meat cutting knife being pressed together in an instant.

Because of the violent extrusion, the steel heated up violently, so a hot pure round steel ball was obtained.

"O~~"

Everyone present subconsciously let out an exclamation, even Dumont and Morrow, who were high-ranking samurai, were not spared.

As high-level samurai, their explosive combat skills can naturally easily break the pure steel dagger, and they can pinch it with all their strength, and they can also knead the steel into a round ball, but it will take at least three or four seconds to knead.

But Lawson was able to complete it in an instant, and the steel ball was almost pure circle, showing a terrifying spell explosiveness.

Such explosive power, if used in spell confrontation, is simply an opponent's nightmare.

But that's not all.

Before everyone could remember and recover from the shock, the next spell had exploded.

Advanced Gravitational Disintegration!

Dexterity 20%.

Ability Power: Master Level 2.

"Ah~~"

A voice that no one had ever heard heard rang out.

The hot steel ball that was red one moment disappeared directly into the air the next moment, and there was only a large gray mist with a diameter of half a meter and a faint red light left in the air.

"Hiss~"

There was a sound of cold air.

Dumont was shocked and couldn't help asking, "What about the steel balls? Where are the balls?"

Even if it is pinched into a ball in an instant, it is still a power that he can understand, but it turns into red light and gray mist in an instant, what kind of operation is it?

How can steel turn into fog?

The only thing that everyone present could understand was probably Vivien.

She immediately said, "That red mist is a ball of steel, no, it should be said to be steel gas."

Lawson smiled slightly, "Vivien is right, this is steel."

Of course, strictly speaking, it should be called a fog of iron and carbon, because the particles are far from fine enough to be iron atoms alone.

The thought moved again, and he used a normal version of the gravitational collapse to pinch the steel mist back together, but when he pinched it back together, it was not a steel ball, but a dusty cloud of iron powder.

Rosen returned to his seat with the mage's hand and took a saucer and gently poured it onto the plate.

Hand it to Baron Dumont first.

"I'm sorry to ruin your cleaver knife, old sir."

Dumont naturally didn't mind a knife, he took the dish and looked at it carefully, and even sniffed it with his nose, and he smelled a thick iron smell.

"I've never heard of flour and mud flour, but today is the first time I've seen steel flour. Master Lawson, your spells are truly astounding."

He asked the attendant to hand the steel powder to everyone present to watch, and everyone looked surprised.

When it was Vivien's turn, she had a thoughtful look on her face.

Eventually, the steel powder was handed to Van Damont.

Dumont said, "Damon, the opportunity to learn powerful and advanced gravitational spells is right in front of you, if you miss it, don't blame your father for not training you well in the future."

Van Damont has long been stunned, and he doesn't look at steel powder, just look at Rosen.

"How could such a powerful spell be released in an instant? It's not the same as the book."

Rosen smiled faintly: "Does the book also tell you that the stronger the mana, the more mana consumed, and the slower the spell casting speed? Even when it comes to a real master spell, it may take more than ten seconds to cast a successful spell?"

Van Damont nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's what the book says."

Rosen asked, "Who wrote the book?"

"Uh~ The revised version of the "General Theory of Sorcery" I read, the original version was written by Archmage Golon Grandmage, a tenured professor of La Falrea 30 years ago, and the last revision was made by the earl."

Rosen smiled slightly, "This sentence should have been true thirty years ago, but it was already wrong after the Earl invented the pre-casting technique."

"When it comes to me, it's even more wrong."

"There are many ways to break through the limitations of general theory. And if a mage sticks to the common sense of the general theory, he will definitely not have a great future."

Hearing this, Dumont glared at his youngest son angrily, "Damon, how did I give birth to a fool like you? Can you still sit still in a chair?"

Van Damont was stunned, but immediately came back to his senses.

He quickly stood up, walked quickly to Rosen, knelt on the carpet with a "poof", and said, "Meet the Mentor."

Rosen didn't hide, so he received an apprenticeship.

"Very well, now you're my second apprentice."

Dumont was puzzled, "Why the second apprentice?"

"Because the chief apprentice is George Bernard Shaw, the son of your second daughter...... Well, it's a bit of a mess."

Lena Delin immediately said, "Let my brother be the chief apprentice, no

Put my son ahead of my uncle."

Vivien immediately argued, "No! First come, first come, obviously my nephew arrived first!"

Rosen coughed lightly: "There's no need to fight, because I'll try my best to teach, so let's take the order of apprenticeship."

In that case, this is the end of the matter.

After that, dinner continues.

Occasionally, Rosen felt Cassanderine's eyes look at him again, and the resentment disappeared and became a grievance.

Obviously, she showed great strength, and her brother worshipped her as a magic teacher, which made her feel powerless to resist the arrangement of fate.

Rosen felt that this was not good, and he had to find an opportunity to persuade him.

After the banquet, there was a simple family ball, and the family arranged to dance together to eliminate food.

Rosen danced with Vivien and Lenadeline, then approached Kassandrine and extended her hand to invite.

"Miss Beauty, can you enjoy the light and dance together?"

Kassandrine was a little surprised, but finally agreed, "Okay."

Soothing music played, and the two entered the dance floor.

After a moment's jump, Rosen gets straight to the point: "Miss Cassandrine doesn't want to marry Shapole?"

The girl sighed softly, "Who wants to marry a swinger?"

"Is it someone on purpose?"

Intentional favorites are the worst-case scenario.

The girl shook her head, "I don't like anyone, I just don't like that guy."

Rosen's heart was relieved, knowing that it was not a big problem.

As long as there are no competitors making trouble, feelings can be cultivated, and young women are not very clear about what they really want.

At this time, if a person with high prestige and authority comes out and says a few kind words, it can greatly influence the judgment of the young woman.

It just so happens that Rosen basically meets this requirement.

So he began to recount one of the few virtues of Chapole.

"Even if he's going to be an earl in the future? And you're going to be a countess too? Don't you want to either?"

"Hmm~ That's a gratifying point."

What girl wouldn't want to be a countess? My eldest sister thought that she also thought it was good.

Rosen smiled lightly, sensing the girl's vanity.

He knew it was all right.

So, with a confident smile on his face, he continued in an extremely confident tone.

"Of the six towns in Huangshui, four towns have explicitly supported Shapole, and the town of Furnace Ash is also clearly biased towards Charpole. Your chances of becoming a countess are much higher than your eldest sister."

Kassandrin's expression twitched.

Rosen smiled and said, "Shapole is indeed a prodigal, but he never says a word of importance to a beautiful girl, and he is a very gentle gentleman."

"Of course, I know he's not handsome, but he's definitely very healthy and strong. Believe me, that's all that matters."

"Little girl, with your appearance, as long as you take the initiative, I guarantee that Shaporis will be dazzled by you, and you will be favored as a queen, and your life will be very happy."

Kassandrine subconsciously retorted, "I'm not a little girl, I'm two years older than you."

Rosen smiled, "Beautiful young lady, don't care about the inconsequential details, focus on the things that really matter!"

Kassandrine pursed her lips in deep thought.

Rosen knew that it was almost there, so he didn't say anything more and focused on dancing.

In the next dance, Vivien took the initiative and took his hand on the dance floor.

While dancing, she whispered something.

"Lawson, the second spell you just used is very good. With the help of this spell, I will be able to refine a very powerful potion."

Lawson's brows moved, and he became interested: "Then find a quiet place to discuss it specifically?"

Gravitational fracturing produces uniform dust, which does play a big role in chemistry.

So as soon as Vivien said this, he immediately believed it

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"Let's go to the bedroom and talk about it later. I agreed with Dumont that we would stay in a room tonight."

Rosen had no opinion, but suddenly remembered Dumont's strange performance in the afternoon, his heart moved, and he asked softly, "Has Dumont been looking for you to buy ***?"

Vivien nodded slightly, "He's old, but he doesn't change his style, but unfortunately his body can't keep up, so I helped him."

After a pause, she sighed: "Actually, doing this will reduce life expectancy, and I also clearly told Dumont about this side effect, but he said that if he is not romantic, it is better to die directly, so ......."

Rosen understood, and sighed, "The old baron really hasn't changed his original intention, he is old and strong!"