Chapter 14

The breeze blowing in from the window and the warm sunshine in the morning, Lauren, who sat outside Dalton's study and changed into a wizard's robe, took a nap to enjoy the morning of this beautiful day and entered the state of meditation again.

After building their own spiritual palace, it seems to become a natural thing. It is as easy as breathing. It doesn't need too much preparation at all. Spiritual consciousness can complete the conversion between wakefulness and meditation anytime and anywhere.

At the same time, it is also an excellent way to rest - after the spiritual palace, the consciousness can not feel its own existence, and the sense of time is erased. In this way, Loren basically only needs to complete meditation once or twice a day, and then he doesn't need extra sleep to supplement his lack of energy.

This also slightly explains Loren's previous doubts about the little wizard - how on earth is this thin and small guy still full of energy after running for five days and five nights in a row? Now there is an answer.

"It seems that you have completed the preliminary practice and can meditate normally."

Dalton Kande's cold sound like a knife interrupted Lauren's thinking. Lauren stood up with a slow smile and bowed calmly to the black wizard in front of him.

"Mentor."

Hearing what the other party called himself, the black wizard couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He seemed to think of the prophecy of a "favorite student", and then quickly threw this terrible curse out of his spiritual palace.

"In the spirit of being responsible to the college, I accepted the fact that you became my apprentice." Dalton kand's eyes were even colder than before: "but you must understand my requirements and standards for apprenticeship."

"Isaac Grantham has conveyed it to me," said Loren humbly, but with an unassuming smile. "You are very strict with apprentices. If I can't meet your standards, I can't continue to be with you, can I?"

"No, I'm not strict with apprentices." Dalton's straight body is like a dark shadow: "but I only train wizards, not magicians, Mr. Daoxue, and fortune tellers!"

Well, Loren knows where Isaac learned the word "fortune teller". It's a surprise.

"Second, if you don't meet the standards, of course you don't stay with me." Dalton's eyes are full of sharp sarcasm: "you have to go, Lord Loren Turin."

"Then I will go all out to meet the standards you need." Loren responded politely: "with your teaching, I can certainly become a qualified wizard."

"Mastering meditation in one day is not enough to make you pretentious, apprentice!" the black wizard snorted coldly: "arrogance is the source of depravity. You have to be humble in front of vanity."

As for the fact that the average level of Apprenticeship at vimpal college is two months to master meditation, Dalton naturally can't tell Loren - if he can, the black wizard hopes to shame him to death as soon as possible, and give up the idea of becoming a wizard, so as not to realize a prophecy.

Looking at the wandering Knight's calm smile, Dalton still put his eyes on the sheepskin scroll in his hand, gently waved his right hand stick, and a blackboard fell from the original window.

"Take notes, apprentice. Then I'll test your level!" Dalton, who recovered his calm, returned to his original appearance: "I'm looking forward to catching evidence of your laziness."

Lauren seemed not to recognize the threat of the other party. When Dalton's voice fell, he had opened the scroll and lifted the feather pen. His pure eyes seemed to say "just waiting for you".

Dalton ignored his childish "means of resistance", and the chalk of his right hand knocked hard on the blackboard, leaving a string of gorgeous italics quickly and forcefully.

Whether or not both people really feel bad about each other, Loren has to admit that Dalton kand is really impeccable in his position as a mentor. The other party did not deliberately raise the difficulty in order to embarrass himself, but described in detail the principles of basic mystics, spells and spells, as well as the relationship between Ancient Runes and void.

Dalton's line by line analysis and explanation also corrected the "wrong message" that Loren heard from the little wizard yesterday - ayin, who dare not pretend to understand, can only read the text, which is obviously not as good as the experienced Dalton kand, and the way of analysis is more clear and easy to understand, which is no longer the kind of specious written language.

As for the history of witches, the source of magic and the discovery of this knowledge, the black wizard chose a few sentences. In Lauren's opinion, these knowledge is basically irrelevant. He can go to the library to read. There is no need to waste time at such an important time.

Loren was like a hungry hyena, drawing this knowledge from Dalton's wisdom - even if it could not be fully understood for the time being, at least write it down first.

Knowledge is power, which is especially useful to Loren now - he doesn't want to rush up with a sword in the face of trolls or other monsters.

Fighting is always the last resort. Killing is a last resort. At any time and in any situation, we should keep calm, be clear about the situation, and have room for turnover. This is what Lauren is best at.

After Dalton kand hit the blackboard hard with chalk for the second time, it was noon. He wrote down the last letter in his notes, and then respectfully "presented" it to the black wizard.

Cold eyes swept from parchment line by line, and then... There was nothing to correct. Wandering Knight almost copied his writing on parchment!

God knows where he learned to write, and his work is meticulous. He doesn't seem to have the handwriting of a guy who kills for a living all year round, but more like a scribe of the church!

"Mediocrity." Dalton thought for a long time and only thought of this word. His knife like eyes swept over Lauren's smiling face: "you are not a scribe of the church. You must have your own guess."

"I just try my best to remember the knowledge you gave me." Lauren smiled more gracefully. "Of course, I will also remember your earnest teachings. I will make them up next time. Please rest assured, mentor Dalton kand."

The black wizard returned to normal before he was disgusted to vomit: "rhetoric can't cover up your mediocrity, apprentice. But we have more important things to deal with now."

"You must choose a subject as your main study. After that, I will pay more attention to your teaching content, and the courses that do not need to be covered too much will be omitted."

"Can't I wait a while and choose after I know all my subjects?" Loren frowned a little, more or less unexpectedly: "I've just learned meditation."

"The college doesn't have the idea of turning you into a generalist, and you can't do it, apprentice Loren Turin." Dalton said sarcastically, "as for how much you have tutored privately, it has nothing to do with me."

That means he'll acquiesce me to find ain or Isaac? Loren guessed. But this is still bad for yourself - especially when most disciplines are still in a state of vagueness.

But even if you object, I'm afraid the other party will automatically ignore it. After all, the dominant power is in his hand, so... You must choose a more favorable one.

"It has nothing to do with me which subject you choose, but as a tutor, I still have to remind you." Dalton suddenly smiled, but smiled horribly: "the tasks the college will arrange for you will never be associated with safety and security. Therefore, practical subjects are more useful for your future 'voluntary labor'."

"But if you have to study herbalism, ancient Rune literature or other research, I won't stop it. But... Please bear the consequences."

The threat of this sentence was almost written on his face. Lauren kept smiling and planned carefully. Finally, a long sigh of relief.

"I think I've made a decision, mentor."