What determines a person's mood is not the environment, but the state of mind.

After a long period of exhaustion, Rogers ignored the slight aches coming from all over his body, and kept chewing on the words in his heart.

He trembled to the gate of the villa with his cane, looking at the morning sky obscured by the clouds, and carefully feeling the faint humidity in the air, sometimes mixed with the caress of the breeze.

"Is it going to rain?"

A whisper came out of his mouth, and his thoughts seemed to become much quieter at this moment.

"Lord Baron, don't you want to dance? Didn't you say that every day when you don't dance is a disappointment of life? Why is it now showing a sage-like expression~"

The corners of Alina's lips lifted slightly, her eyes curved into two leisurely arcs, and with a gentle smile, she gently held Rogers' arm so that he could step into the enchanted carriage parked in front of the villa to return to Breed.

"The most regrettable thing in life is to easily give up what should not be given up, and stubbornly insist on what should not be insisted on." Rogers's eyes were clear, without sadness or joy, and he calmly and indifferently said to the girl beside him.

"Rutgers can say something very reasonable, no matter what the situation." Rufia rubbed her sleepy eyes as she followed her two friends into the carriage and marveled at the way Rogers sat down, his cane set aside and ready to rest.

As the driver's whistle sounded, a faint jolting sensation spread throughout the carriage, and Rogers' body swayed slightly from the bump sensation.

He sat by the window on the right side of the carriage, Alina was opposite him, and the little princess who got on the train at the end was at the innermost side of the carriage, even on the road, Alina arranged a lot of knowledge and supporting test questions for her.

All three of them had their luggage stuffed into the Demon Book by Rogers, and after hearing Alina's orders, he took out the test papers and pen and ink and pushed them onto the table in front of a grieving Rufia.

The gloomy weather also brought a bit of dreary to the carriage, and among the three, only Alina was smiling.

Rogers closed his eyes, calculating in his heart how long it would take to save up [Incomplete Tribute] before he could completely suppress Alina in strength.

Although the opponent's physique was not as good as that of a warrior of the same level, it was completely beyond the level of a normal mage, and he seriously suspected that this was also the ability brought by the opponent's bonus.

Creation, time and space, and destiny, all of which have any of these three attributes, are all more buggy than the other, and how many fate bonuses Alina has are still in question.

Rogers suddenly pondered his [Time Travel Bonus] again, which not only helped him escape the fate of being beaten to death by Kevin's punch, but also interfered with the process of the usurpation of the Shadow Demon.

In this way, this bonus should have the attribute of being able to escape and change fate, if it also has the possibility of growth and change......

"What, do you want to dance again? Do you need me to help you tonight? ”

Alina, who was watching Rufia do the question, suddenly noticed something, she raised her eyebrows slightly, stared sideways at Rogus who closed her eyes and thought deeply, and asked in an inexplicable tone.

"Ahem, no need, thank you." Rogers opened his eyes slowly, his book of magic books open and resting on the edge of his desk, his fingers sliding slightly over the pages, as attentive as he had studied the Sage's Codex in the past.

[Inform! The gods of the bottomless pit cast their gaze upon you. 】

[The Honest Merchant says that most of the perks have the possibility of evolution, but the perks of the Plane genus are a bit special and require a very special method to make it possible, but he happens to have such a method, and he generously offers to trade with you with it.] 】

When Rogers saw that he could evolve, he was overjoyed, but as for the rest of the content, he directly ignored the past.

For it was neither a task nor a sacrifice, but a bargain offered by an honest merchant......

Since then, several gods have also expressed their opinions one after another, but none of them have directly explained, and even urged Rogus to hurry up and make a few grand sacrifices in exchange for the special rewards in the realm they master.

It wasn't until the gods saw that Rogus hadn't reacted much that they all looked away with disinterest.

For him, as long as he gets the news that he can evolve, it is already precious.

[Ignorance Bonus]'s active skills need to be improved; Each increase in the effectiveness of the [Liqi Bonus] is closely related to the bottomless pit; As for the note in the [Enlightenment Bonus] that it can evolve into a miracle, Ding has not found a clue until this time.

From this point of view, there is no clear law to be found in the advancement of the bonus function or the evolution of the bonus itself.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly found that his special gift was either to erase his memory, or to manipulate his mind, or to sign a contract, or to control time or something.

"How can there be an inexplicable sense of immediacy, as if the male protagonist of a certain type of drama in his previous life often had similar skills......" Rogers kept muttering in his heart.

Time is constantly passing in the midst of the fluttering thoughts.

The three of them had a little refreshment in the car and used it as lunch.

The dull and powerful sound of percussion came from a distance, and the speed of the carriage seemed to slow down considerably, indicating that they had entered the city from the wilderness where they could gallop freely.

The sound of wood cutting became clearer, and the shouts and noises of the people rang out one by one, weaving into a chaotic music in the air.

Rogers turned his head to pull the curtain, and he saw horse-drawn carts carrying building materials and tools moving back and forth on the road, many workers sitting directly on simple and wide cargo boxes, or pounding stones with heavy tools, or sawing wood with saws.

Next to the traffic-filled road, there was a construction site of dust and wood chips, and the shrill shouts of the overseers continued to be heard from the depths of the construction site.

"If magicians can put aside their dignity and fame and participate directly in the labor, how much faster can the project be......

Rogers looked out the window, rubbing his chin as he imagined the magicians working together.

In the middle of the night, the carriage drove through the outskirts of the city under construction, and on the way to the Earl of Breed's palace, the clothes of the pedestrians on the road also changed significantly.

The closer to the Earl's Court, the richer the crowd became, and the more daring they were to set their sights on the carriage of the Earl's Court.

Men here mostly wear lightweight, breathable shirts, usually white or light colors, paired with black or dark trousers.

Ladies mostly wore wide-brimmed hats to protect themselves from the sun, and loose-fitting tops were paired with long plain dresses with details such as flowers, lace or feathers on the edges.

When the crowd saw Rogers' face, they took off their hats of different styles one after another, showing respect for the Lord.

Many citizens expressed admiration, and some even shouted praise directly at Rutgers, but there were also those who hid their disgust and resentment towards Rogers, either bowing their heads deeply or simply leaving in a hurry after the salute.

After a moment of contemplating the changes taking place in his own territory, Rogers pulled the curtain back up until he returned to the Earl's Court.

As soon as he arrived at the mansion, the Earl of Breed summoned him to the gazebo in the garden, and gave a detailed account of the recent changes in the East.

Among them, the most talked about is that although the "Provisional Council of the Eastern Unified Territory Minting Coinage" was able to pull up, when it came time to really discuss specific matters, the lords began to quarrel again, so that until now, no bill has been officially passed.

Rogers leaned against the back of the wooden chair, gripping the handle of the teacup in his hand, and looked down at the steam.

"We have to be quick, the private lending institutions will definitely be irrepressible and savage, and after the factory system is officially formed, I am afraid that the securities trading, which has gradually flourished before I was born, will also usher in a big explosion.

"If we don't set up an institution with a monopoly and control over the issuance of currency as soon as possible, I have a hunch that a lot of bad things can happen in the economy at any time, and that no amount of knights and magistrates will be of any use unless the institution is actually built and functioning."

After taking a sip of tea, he put his fingers together on the table, looked seriously at the Earl of Breed on the opposite side, and said in a low but firm tone, extremely serious.

Although he doesn't know much about finance, he still has some basic understanding of various famous events in history, as well as the occasional news about finance.

"Son, although we already have the right to mint coins and collect taxes, the hasty unification has greatly stimulated the royal family, and if it is further forced, the war may no longer be a rumor." Count Braider looked at the manuscript in his hand and replied with an unchanged expression.

"Then first support a private bank with some functions." Rogers groaned for a moment, his mind swirling with the history of the Medici family, which was famous for the Renaissance in his previous life.

"I've considered this approach, but I've struggled to find a suitable person to support me." Earl Breed spread the manuscript on the table, and his face was more serious than Rogess's, and he spoke with a somewhat solemn look:

"You're fourteen, and you're going to be fifteen."

Rogers was stunned when he heard this, he suddenly heard this inexplicable prompt, and his mind couldn't completely turn the corner for a while.

"What we just said is important, but it's all important if the surname Breed can be continued.

"Child, you are not young anymore, and it is time for you to take on more important obligations for the family." Earl Brad's words were sincere and direct, and he stared straight at his son with a hint of apprehension and a certain eagerness.

Rogers didn't expect that after coming to another world, he could still face the legendary marriage urging, and it was this form of marriage urging.

While he was trying to unleash Sir Humphrey's skills and force his way around the topic with a bunch of long difficult sentences, the Earl of Breed seemed to see through his son's intentions.

The Count raised his hand to signal Rogus to stop talking, and at the end, he waved him away with a few meaningful words of advice on the future of the family.

……

The heat of midsummer has gradually dissipated, and the day has come for St. Helte to reopen school.

As the light on the return notice lit up, Rogers, Alina, and Rufia were sent to the large lawn in the dormitory area of Hilmy Courtyard by the magic circle.

The time for the second-year students to return to school is much earlier than the time when the freshmen arrive at school in the first year, and Rogers was still thinking that if he could find a junior and a younger student when the first year started, he could trade the places in the trial in front of the door, and he would go in to find those sage seniors to chat, maybe he could let the sages help find a little bit of [Time Retrospective] Evolution Ideas.

However, the reality ruthlessly forced him to give up completely, this opportunity that was originally unlikely.

After Professor Idrul's homecoming lecture and the opening ceremony in the auditorium, the students had a few days to relax before the official start of the course.

Among them, the students were very surprised by Rogers's cane-like style, especially after hearing that Rogers had not laid the foundation, and the discussion about him became even more turbulent.

"I went to squat on the lawn next to the library of Hilmy Institute for a day, and this morning that guy did go, and I took a closer look, and that guy's leg was really useless! It's not pretended! ”

In the social hall on the first floor of the Moloster House dormitory tower, a student said to his friends with great confidence.

"Huh? Are you sure? I've heard that not only did he lose his leg, but he didn't even seem to be able to attend the groundbreaking ceremony. ”

"Then does he still have the qualifications to continue to participate in the promotion ceremony to the Silver Rank? The ceremony is about to start in a few days, right? The chief has always been nervous, just afraid of failing to be promoted. ”

"If he is directly promoted, he will be inherently weaker than the chief in terms of personality, but if he is not promoted, isn't it no worse than us?"

"Fart, he can turn Ling into a crazy man with a wave of his hand without promotion, do you dare to go to him for a spell duel to prove his courage?"

"Huh! Not necessarily! That guy's legs are all gone, as long as he runs fast enough! He won't be able to catch up with all of us! ”

"What do you call us? Only a fool who has been violated by a dwarf is likely to provoke that kind of thing with you! ”

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, Her Royal Highness Princess Elias is also enrolled, and it is rumored that after she entered the school, she directly quarreled with the third prince in the dormitory area of Augustus Academy, it seems that it was also because of that guy."

"Don't spread rumors, the world doesn't revolve around him......" When a student retorted with disdain, he suddenly saw a purple-haired, fierce-faced Hilmi Academy student stepping into the hall:

"Shh......h Shut up, the Demon King's evil dog is here to collect interest......"

After last semester's Spell Duel Competition, many students did not choose to pay off their credits hastily, but kept a part of it and did not pay it off, and then handed over a certain amount of credits to Rogers on a regular basis, in order to pray that the other party would not pay too much attention to them.

And now, it was the time for Derick to come and collect the debt with his small notebook.

(End of chapter)