The castle, which has been lively for more than ten days, has finally returned to calm.

The bedroom on the top floor belonging to Raymond was cleaned up and did not smell any peculiar smell.

The little maid who was originally in charge of cleaning and cleaning the basement was transferred to his side by Raymond and became his exclusive maid.

In the silent room, there was only the sound of turning books, the fruit that was brought to his mouth from time to time, and Raymond, who ate it in one bite, was engrossed in his attention and had no expression on his face.

The maid who sat next to her, carefully peeling the fruit, was named Omelie, and she was still wearing the black and white maid's dress, just because Raymond had said that he liked her to wear it.

The fruit bowl on the table was empty, and she wanted to ask the boy what else she needed, but O'Millie's timid soft voice made her words like a soft hum, which made her own face even more embarrassed.

O'Millie is a servant of the Tori family, so there is no problem with her upbringing, she will not forget the distinction between master and slave, and she will not dare to forget her original identity because of the favor of her master.

Although the sisters in the castle congratulated her on the night of embracing each other, she knew very well that nothing had happened that night.

Although the young owner fell asleep soundly while kneading her breasts, the clothes of the two of them were not taken off that night.

Thinking of this, Omily felt hot all over her body again, and she knew that her face must be crimson.

This somewhat dull teenager is silent, and his hobbies are even more special.

For more than ten days in a row, the sound of recitation echoed in the calm castle, and he quietly closed his eyes, lying on the chaise longue and listening, even as if he was sleeping.

Astronomy and geography, historical miscellaneous, and even the secret rumors of the palace, he slowly listened to them all.

The cranky Omily unconsciously pursed her lips and frowned, revealing two small dimples on her soft cheeks.

"What do you think?

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears, and Omily, who was startled, realized that the young man who was sitting in the chair at some point was squinting his eyes to observe her.

Raymond, who had just finished checking the progress of the chip, found the maid O'Millie sitting on a low stool, and her expression became a little strange.

One moment crimson, the other pale, but the upturned corners of her mouth and her two cute little dimples make her look even more playful.

Raymond's question seemed to frighten Omelie, her rosy cheeks turned pale in an instant, and her smart dark eyes were a little flustered, which made Raymond feel very cute.

Her voice changed a little, but O'Millie came to her senses and asked respectfully:

"Great, sir...... What do you command?"

The sudden impulse in his heart made Raymond reach out and gently pinch Omily's cheek, and then Raymond, who frowned, ordered: "Prepare the car, I want to go to the City Lord's Mansion." ”

The sudden intimacy made Omelie's face blush, and in a soft coquettish voice, she quickly ran out of the room to make arrangements.

"I don't know how to maintain her face, it's so slippery......" muttered silently, until Raymond got into the carriage, and a fragrance lingered on the tips of his fingers.

Sitting on the carriage to the City Lord's Mansion with the sound of wheels, Raymond took a deep breath, his jīng god was very excited, because more than ten days of hard work had finally seen results.

No one can understand what Raymond has been doing in the past ten days.

The recitation of two beautiful female students, the common language of the road and the Spartan language, are all stored in the chip.

And the gray-haired and erudite old man recited all the three tomes in the ancient Torrisian language.

This ancient Torrean language is said to be the language used by wizards and mosquitoes, but this script and language are very obscure and difficult to learn.

Through the efforts of the chip, only half of them have been translated, because of the awkward words, special grammar, and strange pronunciation, this language is almost extinct among the people.

This erudite old man, also because he once followed a wizard's apprentice, so he was able to understand this kind of writing and master the pronunciation of this language, and Raymond was still talking to this old man, and set up a lot of information about wizards.

And the other four scripts, there is no way.

Although the chip scanned all the text into the storage area and completed the analysis of the root, there was no pronunciation, no translation and correction, and Raymond could not grasp it, so he could only save it for later.

Squinting his eyes and showing a satisfied smile, Raymond listened to the sound of wheels coming from outside the car, and silently asked about the chip: "How much has the complete transformation of pronunciation been completed?"

"Task Established, Start Analyzing ......"

"Spartan, it takes 16 hours to convert, and Patertoris, 78 hours. ”

Hearing the chip's reply, Raymond felt that the current speed of the chip seemed to have been greatly improved.

In the past, it took more than ten days to thoroughly edit, translate, and correct the language of the black-maned bear.

However, in the ten days of storage and transformation in the ancient castle, three languages with completely different systems have been thoroughly translated and proofread, and even the most difficult to master the ancient Torrean language can be completed in a few days.

As long as these languages are completely corrected by the chip, the chip can store these three languages directly in Raymond's memory area, so that he can use them smoothly, and Raymond's mood is even happier when he thinks of this.

In any case, the increase in the computing speed of the chip is a good thing for Raymond, although such an increase in computing speed is somewhat inexplicable.

The sound of "crunching" wheels soon became lighter, the speed of the car slowed down, and the voice of the guard Mai Gao came from outside the car: "Lord Hui, the City Lord's Mansion has arrived." ”

Gathering his mind, the smile on his face disappeared, and Raymond, who straightened his shirt, slowly got out of the car.

The old steward of the City Lord's Mansion was already standing at the door waiting, and respectfully led Raymond to Havinson's study, and on the way, the steward specially told him that Hevinson was receiving an old friend.

As he was about to reach the Highwinson study, Raymond stopped, turned his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the steward.

Raymond could understand the hidden meaning of the steward's words, but Raymond was not prepared to accept it.

Because the people that Hevinson receives today are from the Black River Valley.

Raymond's fierce eyes made the steward shrink, and Raymond, who didn't want to embarrass him, drove him away when he walked to the only corridor leading to Hevinson's study.

But before Raymond could enter the corridor, a loud laugh came from the wide open study: "Highwinson, do you think that a little kid can have the strength of a third-level apprentice? Not to mention that this hairy kid has a strange hobby of phonophilia......"

Hyvinson's somewhat embarrassed echo also reached Raymond's ears, and Raymond, who frowned, strode over......