"It's a good talent, too."

Maybe he really can't think of anything else to boast about, and Skerney can only comment like this in the end.

Glard is rumored to have a thousand certificates of strength to accept students, of course, there will not be only these two dozen people who want to apprentice, and those who can live in this castle are already the most talented after selection.

Wren's "innate divine power" is very difficult to say......

The two men bypassed the crowd and walked towards the castle gate, where the others saw them both, but thought they were newcomers who wanted to be students of Gralde, so they took one look and continued the competition.

Entering the castle, Wren looked curiously at the slightly old interior, although the outside looks large, but the internal space is divided into very small, the hall in front of him may be a relatively large area.

I always feel that something bad is going to happen in a place like this.

Skerney also explained, "It may be a little unaccustomed to living in it at first, but for the sake of convenience, we don't actually open up too many areas, anyway, we just need to stay here until the attackers stop attacking. Several annexes and towers are closed on either side, and the main fortress here is only open for four floors, ensuring basic daily life, and the basement and the floors above are sealed with magic."

"In addition to the current hall on the first floor, there is only a kitchen, the second floor is mainly a dining room and living room, and the third and fourth floors are where everyone lives.

If Wren has any opinions, I can just come purely as a tourist.

Then looked at Lin Ruiyoude, who smashed the door and fell inside, and nodded: It seems that as long as the difference in strength is small to a certain extent, the broken range can be controlled. Wren laughed and waved his hand when he heard me say that the target of these attackers might be himself: "It's possible, it's definitely possible!"

Wren pointed to himself, "Mr. Lalde, he may have understood that you were ordered to protect him."

Wren looked up at the window, "Just go up there and fight?" Too few people see yes, yes, yes, and too bad."

"Hmph, it's so small that it's difficult to control the range of breaking to a certain extent."

Lin Ruiyoude said something with a beginning and an end.

"He's not confident in his own strength?"

Lalde glanced at Wren, and he didn't feel condescending because of his low stature: "Didn't he think that he might have been lured here and the target of these people?"

was taken to recognize the location of the restaurant, and then picked a room on the eighth floor, put the luggage first, and Graal took Wren to meet Lalde.

"Does he know that you called those people from above?"

It had to be said that Ralde could be called "nothing".

But don't look at Lin Ruiyoude, who is also nearly two hundred years old, I am still relatively old in my strength level, I have never been in contact with the power of the gods, and I also understand the gods, just by feeling that Lalde knows what those strange breaths under Lin Rui are.

Wren quickly took a few steps forward, and the other man followed, another small slap in the head.

Wren pushed the door open and stepped back, and a woman of the same size as Gral, perhaps less than two meters old, stood by the window, looking upstairs.

"If he wants to get a sword first? You've heard he's good at that."

As soon as Lald had said that, he drew a small circle on his arm and cut it.

The other party's room is also on the eighth floor, and I heard Glaar say that it was also chosen at random, and the original castle as the master bedroom room was still going down, but Lalde felt that I had to live below and all the floors above had to be cleaned up, and the trouble was that the personnel would live more scattered, and it was necessary to do so.

When they got to Lalde's room, the door was closed, but Gral knocked on the door anyway: "Father, Mr. Wren, the representative sent by the World Council and Wild Card has arrived."

"Yes, yes, he may have misunderstood." Lin Rui smiled: "You are mainly afraid that he will lose, and when the time comes, it will be because he dislikes others for their high talent, and we want to find him as a teacher."

"Him

Can the house hold up?"

"Worry, if you focus on guidance, you will make him lose too ugly."

Like Wren, he knows exactly how to deal with it.

Graal glanced at Wren and made a gesture of invitation, "You wait inside."

It can only be kicked over.

Given that Wren's physical talent is outstanding, he can only give a small evaluation of "maybe nothing".

Wren also wants to fight with people below a thousand certificates, and there are few opportunities for that, and what I encountered as an armor monster is either too strong, and the fight is not a pure bully-although it is quite boring to bully. Either it's too weak, it's all gods or something, and it's a headache to look at.

Wren walked up to me and glanced up the window, and at the bottom of it was the people I had seen competing as I had left the castle.

"Did we come when we heard that he was going to take in students?"

Wren found that the opponent's normal playing style was peculiar: I wanted to have a slender figure like a bamboo pole, and when I attacked, I couldn't imagine it, just like crossing eight long sticks from the horizontal, vertical, and vertical directions like a coordinate system, and then tying a long sword to each of the eight ends, and then ending the rotation.

"You want to try this?" Raldee was very interested in the strange aura under Wren, and when he heard Wren say that, he immediately wanted to do it.

It's slow, the range is small, and the angles are tricky.

Lalde shook his head slightly, "You didn't express your intention to accept students, but you never said that you would take the opportunity of that attack to accept them, but it became like that, saying that you would take that incident as a test."

As soon as he finished saying that, he knew why, and Ralde, who was still smiling, suddenly changed his face slightly, and he turned white directly, and said angrily, "Just fight there!"

Lin Rui led the door down slightly, and walked down, "Mr. Ralde?"

Wren understood what I meant, "He's saying no one wants to take that opportunity to trick those people over? Our target is him, but who are they? Why did he just drive us back?"

The more suitable opponent I encountered was the Elf King, but unfortunately the focus was on breaking it down at that time, so I got started in a complicated way and won a big victory.

Lin Ruiyoude's understanding of Wren was worse than my son Glar after that, and now there was no change before we met, because I could vaguely feel that there was no strange aura under Wren, which lowered my evaluation.

"Yes!"

The degree of body thinness is not as good as that of Gralby, and standing next to the window is like setting up a hanger, which makes people worry that they will fall steadily into the window when they see it.

"Are you protecting us? These people want to use you to lure us in, so you can keep us and see if these guys have what they can do to us." Ralde looked upstairs at the crowd who had been beating harder, perhaps because he had noticed that I was watching, and shook his head even harder: "It's a pity that those people are so poorly talented, and they can be accepted as students, and when things start to teach us something, they will compensate for the breakdown."

"Stand back, you and I can talk to each other."

"So what does he mean by telling you?"