13 Mink Street

"Master Karen, here is the menu for supper."

Mrs. Jenny handed the menu to Karen, Karen took it and glanced at it, shook his head, and said:

"It's too much, there are only five of us, one cat and one dog, we can't eat so much, it's too wasteful.

How about this, just keep the first five dishes, one serving for each person, remove the drinks, and serve all with ice water, that's it. "

"Okay, Master Karen." Mrs. Jenny took back the menu, hesitated for a moment, but mustered up her courage, and asked, "Do you want Eunice to come in and arrange?"

"Can Eunice arrange the dinner tomorrow, ma'am? Tonight's situation is a bit special. I don't want my fiancée to be exposed to these things prematurely. Madam, please forgive me."

"No, no, no, I have no other intentions. I just ask, just ask. Master Karen, you have the final say."

Mrs. Jenny immediately smiled and shook her head, then walked out of the restaurant with the menu in her arms and told the servants to get ready.

Of course Karen knew what Mrs. Jenny meant. As a mother, it was her due right to think about her daughter.

It's just that this simple dinner was a bit special. For those who were led into the auditorium by Alfred, even their own family members needed to keep this secret.

As for telling Eunice the secret now, and then let Alfred develop Eunice into his disciple?

Be sick!

Ventura, who took a shower and changed his clothes, walked into the restaurant with wet hair. When he saw Karen sitting in a wheelchair, a smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that I had a lot of fun with my friends today."

"OK."

"What about the two of them?"

"He was carried away for treatment."

Karen nodded, not surprised by this result, after all he witnessed Ventura beating them all afternoon.

At this time, Murray came in and sat down on the chair next to him.

Ventura said to Karen: "Brother Murray said that he will guide me from tomorrow."

"Cherish this opportunity," Karen said.

"I will, Captain."

"Master."

"team leader."

Alfred and Philomena enter.

Philomena stood by the table, looked at Karen, and asked, "Should I salute you?"

"I remember I said to you, what was in the past is what it is now, and you don't need to deliberately change it, whether it's about your grandma or about me."

"Okay, I know."

Philomena sat down, and it could be seen that she was adjusting her breathing and heart rate again and again.

As a woman who is used to assassination as her own way of fighting, this should be the easiest thing, and it can even be said to be an instinct, but now, it is a bit difficult.

Ventura and Murray looked at each other, and both of them smiled. It was the same when the two of them came out of the performance hall. No, Philomena in front of her was much calmer than the two of them at the beginning.

Pu'er ran in, jumped onto the dining table, and ordered Ventura:

"Little stone, tie it for me."

"OK."

Ventura stood up and helped Pu'er put on the small scarf for eating.

"Where's Kevin?" Karen asked.

Pu'er glanced at Philomena who was sitting opposite, and said, "The stupid dog went to the roof to chat with his goddess."

There is one more thing that Pu'er didn't say, that is, the stupid dog should be "injured" by the autistic girl from the Fisher family.

The supper began to be served, and after everything was arranged, the servants all withdrew, leaving the place to Karen and the others.

Just as Karen was about to raise the glass of ice water, the door of the restaurant was knocked open slightly, and Kevin walked in briskly.

Ventura took a steak from his plate and poured a glass of water, and placed it in front of Kevin.

"Stupid dog, your journey of remembrance and sadness is over so soon?"

"Wang."

Kevin responded, and then focused on Philomena.

"What is this? Does it have any special meaning?" Murray pulled out an Ace of Spades playing card from under the dinner plate.

There is this card under the plates of other people, including under the vase in the center of the dining table.

"Well, there is no special meaning, to commemorate this gathering." Pu'er immediately explained, obviously, it was arranged by someone.

"Souvenir?" Murray pocketed the card, and Ventura and Philomena did the same.

Pu'er is very satisfied with their performance. It has always been a cat that likes to pursue a sense of ritual.

Karen raised his water glass and said, "I'm honored to have you by my side on the road to the future and faith."

Everyone raised their water glasses, and Alfred responded first: "It is our honor to follow you."

Others followed suit: "It is our glory."

Pu'er also put his claws on his chest: "Glory Meow!"

"Alfred?"

Hearing the young master calling himself, Alfred stood up and said:

"Everyone;

We should not only see that our group is still small, but what we should see is the purity of our group.

We shouldn't just think that our current volume is not loud enough. In fact, the more we are at this time, the more clearly we can hear each other's inner voice.

We already have the present, and we can also control the future.

order,

new order,

Will be born in our hands!

cheers! "

"cheers!"

After the cutscene ceremony, everyone began to eat.

When the meal was about to end, Alfred wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "Please stay for a while after the meal is over, and I will organize a small study session on the young master's notes."

Everyone nodded.

Alfred was very satisfied with everyone's cooperation. When the servant removed the plate and put it on the blackboard to prepare for the study session, he found that his young master stayed where he was and took out his notebook and pen.

"Master, you can go to rest first, and I will report the progress of the study report to you."

Karen shook his head and said, "Let's study together."

"Okay, master."

Alfred stood up, walked towards the small blackboard and said, "Philomina, I will tutor you individually on what you left behind earlier, and our study topic tonight is:

"The Principle of Repetition and Infinity in the Process of Cognition": Cognition is repetitive, and due to the limitation of subjective and objective conditions, the process of human pursuit of truth is not smooth..."

...

After the study session was over, Alfred personally pushed Karen's wheelchair and sent Karen back to the bedroom. When he entered the bedroom, Alfred couldn't bear it anymore, bent down and asked in a low voice:

"Master, do you think there is anything that needs to be improved in my study session today?"

"You speak well, very well."

"Thank you, master." Alfred had a satisfied smile on his face.

"you should rest earlier."

"Master, you should rest early."

Alfred exited the bedroom and closed the door.

Karen continued to sit in the wheelchair, recalling the content of Alfred's lectures in his mind, and would write down some things in his notebook, but he seldom discussed and sorted them out systematically. In this regard, Alfred He made up for himself, and he has a lot of original content, but they are all within the frame.

"It's no wonder that many works are compiled by students and descendants. Maybe those sages didn't think so much at the time."

...

The next morning, the weather was fine.

Karen would feel more comfortable if the wheelchair under her was replaced by a horse.

Today is the first time since I started recuperating these days, I am preparing to activate my body.

"Come on, be a target," Karen said.

Murray looked at Ventura and said, "You go."

"OK."

Ventura walked across from Karen, then gestured the distance with his hands, and asked:

"Captain, do I need to go further?"

"No, it's enough." Karen waved to Ventura, "You can come here."

Ventura didn't know why, so he thought it was Karen calling him over, so he hurried over.

Karen reached down with his left hand, then grabbed it upwards, and said in a deep voice:

"Order—Vine of Despair."

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Black vines rushed out from under Ventura's feet. There were spikes on the vines. Ventura retreated immediately, and at the same time, he instantly turned into a giant. He spread his arms and grabbed two vines.

"Hey, captain, this spell is for me..."

"Order Flame."

The vines burned instantly, and the black flames swept down, directly impacting Ventura's giant body.

"Roar!"

Ventura let out a roar, and a white luster appeared all over his body, isolating these flames.

"His talent is very strong." Karen said to Murry who was standing beside him, "The pollution on his body is not only gradually controlled by him, but also actively developed."

"Yes." Murray nodded, "He's a born fighter."

Karen pointed forward with his fingertips and drew a rune. The rune then rotated and enlarged, and it rose into the air under the infusion of Karen's spiritual power.

"Order—the array of Wallfacers."

Huge walls appeared one after another, and there were waves of trembling sounds on the ground.

Ventura began to wave his fist, forcibly breaking down one wall after another, closing the distance to Karen.

Karen swiped the tip of his left finger again, and another rune was condensed, and after being enlarged, it scattered in all directions:

"Order - tornado strangulation."

The berserk black wind appeared with Ventura as the center, with strong force and sharp cutting force constantly hitting Ventura.

As a result, Ventura's footsteps came to a standstill. He couldn't continue to advance towards Karen, so he could only forcibly petrify the ground under his feet to resist the terrible tornado.

Karen said: "I only know how to use my body and brute force to forcibly fight against the established spells, and when there are no teammates behind me who need him to protect, it seems a bit stupid."

Murray echoed: "Yes, compared to his physical advantages and talents, his thinking and perception is still a bit worse."

"There is another reason. After he becomes a giant, his thinking will easily fall into irritability. He naturally likes to use the most straightforward way to deal with the situation at hand. Next, you should focus on training him so that he can play even after he becomes a giant. Get up and do a jigsaw puzzle.”

"Yes, I will make a training plan for him."

"Well, you are better than me at teaching people."

Murray didn't know how to answer this sentence for a moment. He knew the profound meaning of this sentence was that because the captain himself learned everything quickly, he didn't know how to teach others;

After all, he had seen the picture of the captain flipping through the booklet of spells while eating.

Karen spread out his hands and cast a new spell on Ventura who was trapped by the tornado.

For a moment, thick punishment guns appeared above, they first circled, then condensed, and finally turned into a huge punishment gun and smashed directly at Ventura's position.

"boom!"

Ventura, who had already been a fixed target, ate the power of this spell. When the smoke cleared, Ventura fell on his back to the ground, black smoke rising from his giant body.

Immediately, his giant disappeared, sat up slowly, patted his head lightly, and shouted at Karen with a silly smile:

"Captain, you are amazing."

"You are a bit stupid."

Ventura continued to smirk upon hearing this.

Karen was also amused by his appearance, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile and said, "Murrie, come on."

"Yes, Captain."

Murray and Karen opened a distance, which was much longer than Ventura before, and then silently raised the round shield and short knife.

Next, Karen began to cast spells on Murrie non-stop, and Murrie responded calmly one by one, and then waited for an opportunity to get closer.

The whole confrontation was very exciting. Ventura was dazzled by the sidelines, while Borg and Judea, who were further away with bandages on their bodies, stared blankly.

Judeya said directly: "I can confirm that when I saw him for the first time, he was afraid that I would kill him."

Borg shook his head and said, "Can you believe what you say now?"

Judea swallowed: "I can't believe it."

"But I know one thing, the young master completed purification and became a servant of God in this manor."

"Okay, you can shut up now, because I suddenly feel that life has lost its meaning."

"I originally thought that I could work with the young master, but I found out that the two of us joined forces yesterday and couldn't even beat the young master's peer. It seems that I can only be responsible for the work in the manor in the future."

Judeya closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again: "I suddenly feel that guarding the grave with peace of mind is a very good thing."

Here, the sparring between Karen and Murry came to an end, and Murry successfully came to Karen, marking Murry's victory in this sparring.

However, Murray was not happy because he was out of breath, while Karen looked calm. Obviously, the release of a series of spells did not put too much pressure on the captain himself.

The most important thing is that the captain's injury is still not healed, and he has never left the wheelchair from the beginning to the end.

"After being promoted to the adjudicator, the mastery of power has been raised to a higher level, and the efficiency of spell casting is higher and more calm. I think I can learn some higher-level spells. Another thing that needs to be solved is After the body is completely restored, the two match and fuse."

Murray said with a wry smile: "When I faced you earlier, I had the feeling that I was facing a judge. The efficiency and level of your magic spells are really not inferior to a judge."

"Hehe, your problem is a bit like mine, Murray."

"Please enlighten me."

"It's just that you pay too much attention to safe defense. I like this too, but the purpose of defense should be to create a better counterattack situation and create your own victory. It may also be because you are competing with me, so in terms of counterattack It didn’t show up very sharply.”

"Captain, it is difficult for me to find a good enough opportunity to counterattack under the oppression of your spell."

"When you go back, you can go to the director for advice. He has a good combination in this regard."

"Yes, I see."

"Okay, that's it for today. I won't come down for dinner. I have promised my dog ​​to help it untie a seal for a long time. I have to honor it. If I drag it on, I'm afraid that the hair on its head will be all gone." It's going to grow."

...

"Mr. Alfred, are we going to make up lessons now?"

asked Philomena sitting on the sofa.

Alfred shook his head and said, "I didn't ask you to come, but..."

"Wow!"

Philomena saw the big golden retriever coming out from behind Mr. Alfred's sofa.

Kevin walked up to Philomena and sat down. The dog's eyes continued to plan fan shapes, and emotions such as arrogance and indifference began to be distributed in proportion.

Seeing this, Philomena continued to stare at the dog just like last night.

"Ahem..." Alfred coughed, reached out and patted Kevin on the back lightly, reminding him, "You forgot the business."

"Wow!"

Kevin gave a very "majestic" cry, but he still didn't give up the fan-shaped picture in his eyes.

"Oh." Alfred sighed, and said to Philomena, "Be more mature, don't argue with a dog."

Kevin: "???"

When Philomena heard this, she looked away, stood up, and said to Kevin, "I apologize to you for my actions last night."

With that said, he stepped forward and reached out to pat Kevin on the head.

Kevin's eyes froze immediately. In this family, only Karen and Pu'er could pat his own head, and the others, even Alfred, could only pat his own back!

Philomena said: "The main reason is that after knowing your true identity, when I see you again, I have a feeling of seeing my father."

Hearing this sentence, Kevin's eyes softened immediately.

Alfred said: "People have described you as a father, shouldn't you express something?"

Kevin nodded, then raised his dog's paw to Philomena, indicating that he was ready to accept Philomena's salute to him.

Philomena raised her hand and gave Kevin a high five.

Kevin: "..."

"Isn't that right?" Philomena asked. "My father always interacts with me like this."

Alfred suppressed a smile and explained, "Kevin means that he can be your teacher."

"teacher?"

"Wow woof!"

"Historically, the Sea God Sect fell apart because he successfully assassinated one-third of the Sea God Sect's top management."

Philomena stood up and saluted Kevin:

"teacher."

Kevin frowned: "Wow."

Alfred said to Kevin: "Are you serious?"

"Wang."

Alfred bent down, leaned close to Kevin's ear and whispered:

"Let me tell you, you know the character of this girl. If you ask her to call you that, she will definitely call you that way in front of the young master. Think about the consequences of letting the young master hear it." .”

Kevin's face was startled, and his mouth opened slightly.

It was already possible to imagine the change in Karen's gaze when this scene happened.

Then, it immediately shook the dog's head to shake off the bad taste, and raised the dog's paw again.

Alfred looked at Philomena: "Shout again."

"Hello, teacher."

"Wow!"

"Okay, Philomena, you can go to the young master to report this matter now, this matter still requires the young master's approval."

"Okay." Philomena walked out of the room.

Alfred poured himself a cup of coffee and asked with a smile:

"I'm curious, why do you suddenly want to accept her as a student? I mean, are you just because of her character and talent?"

Alfred took a sip of coffee and continued:

"Or because you think she has a grudge against Inmeles?"