Seeing that Lance showed a serious look, Viscount Lane couldn't help but sigh.

He looked at his second son with some disappointment, and finally said slowly, with the sternness characteristic of his father, "I am going to send you to church, what do you think?" ”

Although the content of his words seemed to be asking for his son's opinion, those who knew the Viscount's style knew that once he said so, it meant that he had already made a decision in his heart. No one could disobey his will - at least not in the viscount's domain.

What's more, the object of the conversation is the second young master of the viscountdom, Lance, who has been known for his cowardice and loneliness since he was a child, is synonymous with wretchedness in the eyes of everyone, and the viscount naturally knows better in his heart how many catties and taels his son has. In his expectation, Lance must have nodded in agreement.

"This child is completely different from his mother, and he has no opinions. The viscount thought to himself.

Who knew that this time, Lance actually showed a contemplative look. This had already surprised the Viscount, and what was even more surprising was that he actually heard Lance say:

"No, Father, I don't want to go to church. ”

Viscount Ryan looked at his son incredulously, and for a moment he forgot his anger. He asked thoughtfully, "Oh, for what?"

Lance calmly replied, "I hate the Divine Stick." ”

Viscount Ryan didn't know what to say, his son's performance today surprised him, he thought for a long time, and actually snorted: "I also hate the god stick." ”

The father and son looked at each other silently, and a wonderful feeling spread in their hearts.

"But you have to go to church. After a while, the Viscount's tone became slightly stern: "You must know that other professions are not suitable for you. ”

"No, I'm going to continue learning magic with Mr. Amman. Lance said.

The viscount frowned: "Lance, although the people in the entire territory know that you are my most beloved son, I also have restrictions on your investment. Do you know the truth? For the past six months, you've spent almost one-third of your territory's taxes on your study with Amman! Your brother, who is the heir to the lord, has not enjoyed this kind of treatment. If you have a talent for learning magic, that's fine, after all, I promised your mother to take good care of you...... However, you have no talent for magic, so I don't think it's a wise choice for you to continue studying magic. ”

Viscount Ryan stared at Lance, and if he couldn't come up with a reason that pleased the Viscount, then tonight's matter would be non-negotiable.

Lance pondered for a moment, then spoke, "Father, what if I could write that magic rune?"

Ryan said decisively: "Then I will consider letting Amman continue to be your teacher." ”

Lance nodded: "Okay, tomorrow night, I'll write that rune." ”

Ryan looked at Lance a little strangely, and to him, his son seemed to be a different person: "Are you sure? You fainted tonight and didn't even write it." ”

"I'm sure I just need another chance. Lance explained: "Tonight, I was a little nervous. Trust me, Father. ”

Viscount Ryan was silent for a while, and then said, "After eating tomorrow night, in front of everyone, I will give you the last chance." ”

Lance said gratefully, "Thank you, father!"

The viscount waved his hand, and a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes: "Go back to your room and sleep early, rest well, and save your energy." ”

Lance nodded respectfully.

......

The Viscount shouted, and then a maid led Lance back to his room to rest.

Lance said goodbye to the viscount with the etiquette of the worldly realm in his memory, and followed the slender maid through the gloomy castle.

The maid held a candle in her hand, and the darkness and depth of the castle far exceeded Lance's expectations, and the two of them walked for five minutes before they came to the second floor of the castle where Lance's room was located.

It is a two-story building belonging to the castle, and only those who have a certain status in the castle can live in it, and currently in addition to Reims, his three sisters live nearby. As for his brother, in order to show his father that he was capable, he moved to the Red River outpost in the north of the territory early to garrison, and rarely returned to the castle.

With the help of the fox, although it only took five minutes, Lance almost mastered some of the more important memories of the original owner. The function of the main chip fox is mainly divided into three parts, one is to be able to collect and store data with the help of various systems of Lance's body and many sub-chips, the second is to have a certain amount of computing power, and the third is to analyze on the basis of computing and data. The data stored in the chip can be called up at any time, which is very convenient.

According to the situation in memory, although the maid in front of me is my father's personal maid, she has always been very polite to herself. Today, she looked cold, and she didn't take me, the second young master, in her eyes at all, probably because of what happened tonight, which made her feel that she had completely lost her father's favor. Lance looked at the maid's indifferent face and said in his heart.

In fact, it is true, as early as half a year ago, everyone in the castle knew that Lance's learning spells from the wizards of Amman was the last investment the viscount made to him. On weekdays, no one hates this second young master, he is just withdrawn and timid. According to the news from his previous personal maid, the second young master reads some bizarre and absurd books in the study all day long, coupled with his relatively thin body, in this world where the weak eat the strong, it is naturally easy to be looked down upon.

In the past, it was the Viscount who had always shaded Lance, and no one dared to look down on the second young master. At least in front of the viscount, no one dared to do that.

But now it's different, Lance's performance has disappointed the Viscount, who has basically been abandoned by the entire castle. In this situation, even a maid in the castle didn't feel that she would have anything if she had a cold attitude. After all, she had heard clearly outside the study before, that Young Master Lance was going to be exiled to the ascetic camp.

"When I get to that kind of place, the first thing I hear is to be brainwashed, and after the brainwashing is done, I don't know anything about it, I only know that I serve the gods. The maid thought silently in her heart: "Young Master Lance's life is basically doomed. ”

Thinking of this, she didn't even seem to have the interest in pretending to be respectful. The two of them came to a corner, and it was pitch black in front of them, and the maid suddenly stopped.

"Master Lance, I'll send it here. The maid said with a loving voice, ignoring the darkness ahead, and the distance from Lance's room.

Lance frowned, he didn't know where his room was.

He did not speak, but stood in the darkness.

The maid actually snorted, and walked away with the candle and twisting her ass.

Lance forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, he took a deep breath, turned and walked into the darkness.

"Luna, isn't it? A maid, even if it's her father's personal maid, would dare to be so rude to her master?!" Lance was angry in his heart, but he knew that now was not a good time to have a seizure.

But the name, he already remembered.

......

"Which door is my room?" Lance stood in the middle of the hallway, scratching his head, and the fox searched the memories of the original owner, and found that the information in this area was actually blank.

It seems that only some of the memories of the original owner remained, which could be known to Lance, and most of these memories were relatively profound and relatively important. And those details are hard to find.

There were two candles on the lampstand in the hallway, which looked like they had been hung up recently, and there were five rooms on either side, but Lance didn't know which one his room was.

Do you want to try them one by one?

Lance was a little distressed, and he subconsciously approached a door and heard the laughter of a girl coming from inside.

He was slightly sure in his heart that the girl inside should be his sister, at least he could be sure that this room was not his own room.

So he was about to turn away, when the door suddenly opened.

"I'm going to see if Lance's fool has come back ......," a crisp female voice said, pulling open the door.

Embarrassingly, Lance happened to be standing right in front of her.

Being scolded behind his back for being a fool, Lance was naturally in a very bad mood. However, he did not have an immediate seizure, but squinted his eyes up and down to look the girl in front of him and the people in the room.

The girl standing at the door of the room was wearing a loose emerald green nightdress, and the fabric on her chest was pitiful, barely blocking a trace or two of the beautiful scenery. She was tall, as tall as sixteen-year-old Lance.

"The boba in the green nightdress is Becky, the daughter of the eldest lady, and my brother from the same mother, and the two girls in the house are Sabina, the daughter of the second lady, and the other is Irene, the adopted daughter of the viscount. Lance quickly recognized the people in the room, except for Erin, the rest of the girls were the daughters of the Viscount, his half-sister.

Lance's mother was the third lady of the viscount, and he had only one child in his life, who died when Lance was five years old. If it weren't for the Viscount's strength over the years, I'm afraid that Little Lance would have died under the calculations of some people.

When Becky saw Lance standing at the door, she didn't blush at all, and greeted her with a smile, "Hey, Lance, I heard you're about to go to the ascetic camp." Isn't it coming to say goodbye to us tonight?"

Becky was about the same age as Lance, and the sixteen-year-old girl was already very mature. She has a faint floral scent on her body and looks very beautiful, but deep down, Lance knows that Becky is as scheming as her mother, and has always regarded herself as a thorn in her side.