Holy Institution

Heiden had five large boxes of carefully packed coffee in front of him. In order to reflect the grandness, five big red bows were tied on the box.

Dilling peeped at his face, he explained, "This is the coffee most often consumed by the nobles of Sharmanlier, Vereka. Father knows that you like to drink coffee, and you came here from the Palace Procurement Office."

When Hyde was trying to say something, he saw Andrea coming down the stairs and smiling with a smile on his face: "This must be a Taguis mentor."

Dilling whispered to Hydein, "My father."

Hyde stood up and saluted formally: "His Excellency the Duke of Basecco."

Dilling was surprised. He had known Hyde for so long, and it was the first time he had seen him so politely. Isn't he even shirking at Siro and Orosai? Is it because these five boxes of coffee worked?

Andrei didn't know Hydein's misdeeds, so he didn't feel flattered. "Dilling must have caused you a lot of trouble."

Hyde said: "It is still within the range that can be tolerated."

Andre looked at Geography with a smile.

Dilling looked away. To be honest, did he cause much trouble for Hyde? It doesn't seem to be. Except for Nightmare Forest ... but it's not his fault. As for the game against Saint-Sauveur ... that can't blame him.

... Well, it does cause a little trouble.

Andre asked, "Are you sleeping well last night?" Frequently asked questions when you have nothing to say.

Hyde said: "It would be better if the bed was softer."

Andre was not displeased with his straightforward attitude, and laughed: "I'm used to military barracks, so I like to use hard wooden bedboards, and I don't care about the guests' feelings, it's my hospitality.

Heidein also seemed to realize that his requirements were too harsh, saying, "No, this is a novel experience."

Dilling couldn't help but want to laugh, just as Andre's gaze came over, he immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Hyde was watching his every move with the light in his eyes.

Dillin blinked, "I didn't sleep well last night, I was a little sleepy."

Andre helped explain, "Last night we talked."

Hyde frowned slightly.

Andrei asked quickly: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Good spirit is important to the magician," Hyde said.

"I'll pay attention next time," Andre said calmly.

The conversation ended in stiffness.

After Andrea left, Hyde remained motionless on the sofa.

Dilling worried, "Tutor?"

"Did I just perform poorly just now?" Hyde almost burst out Dilling because of such a sudden sentence!

"No. You have to worry about it." In fact, compared to his previous record, his performance just now is quite peaceful.

Hyde turned to look at him and found that he was looking at himself with a surprised look.

Seeing the opposite, Dilling simply stated his thoughts, "Teacher, are you an admirer of my father?"

Heidein: "..."

Dilling acquiesced, "Every year there are many admirers waiting at my door, and there are crazy words, so the teacher you said just now is nothing."

Hyde glared at him, his blue eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

Dilling later discovered that something was wrong, "You did a good job just now."

Hyde slowly said, "Help me make a cup of coffee."

Dilling ran to the kitchen with relief.

Hyde slowly relaxed and leaned on the back of the sofa.

I saw Andrei Basseco just now, and his spirit and body suddenly became tense. This is incredible for a magician who has a strong mental strength. In particular, he has no substantial relationship and conflict with the other party. Afterwards, he actually cared about his performance just now.

Dilling held the coffee in both hands and reached in front of him.

With his eyes raised, Hyde stared at him strangely.

Dilling stared at his goosebumps, "Tutor?"

Is it because of him?

Hyde asked himself, the only connection between him and Andre was the boy in front of him. So, he wanted to show an excellent mentor in the subconscious, and didn't want Andre to have any excuse to take him away from him?

"Tutor?" Dilling's hands were slightly sour.

"I remember you thought about changing the mentor before," Hyde said in a deep voice.

"..." Is he ready to settle accounts now? At his house? Dilling wondered. Can this be regarded as daring?

Hyde's heart sank because he saw him not answering for a long time.

Dilling thought of another possibility, "The mentor is going to leave me at home?"

Hyde tried to connect his thoughts with each other.

"Is the mentor Vincent the mentor, is it difficult to deal with?" Dilin asked tentatively.

"How do you know I'm going to deal with him?" Hyde asked back.

Dilling said: "I guess." One is that Hydein's expression when referring to the name is not friendly. The second reason is that he feels more hate than love. People who have disappeared for so many years are still remembered by him, definitely not because he is such an enlightenment mentor.

Heidein did not deny it.

Dilling thought for a moment: "Maybe I can't help anything, and I might be hindering ..."

Hyde did say so on his face.

Dilling didn't see it, and continued: "But I can ask my father for help." Ever since he offered to give up his family inheritance to his father, he rarely used the family power. But for Heidein, he didn't mind bothering his father again.

Hyde frowned: "In your mind, I am a wizard who needs help from others at any time?"

Dilling quickly said, "Of course not." He almost forgot that all strong people have one thing in common: confidence and pride.

Hyde threw five boxes of coffee into the space bag, then stood up and said lightly, "Thank you anyway."

...

Did he thank the coffee or his proposal?

Dilling thought for a long time and couldn't figure out the answer, could not help Andre to ask him after he went home.

Andrea said: "Why not both?"

Dilling froze.

"My son seems to care about his mentor." Andre looked at him inquiringly.

Dilling said: "He is a very emotional person."

"Emotional enough to hide the trap of thank you." Andrei didn't plan to let him go like this.

Dilling stuffed.

"And concerned about losing the judgement that I have always been proud of." Andre changed from inquiry to research. "Is this kind of concern only because the mentor is emotional?"

Dilling said: "Father, what exactly do you want to say?"

Andre said: "It's nothing. Even your father, I'm always a bystander. The path of life cannot be controlled by others. The answer should be found by yourself."

Dilling's eyes were slightly wet.

This is his father. Always standing behind him silently protecting him, he would mention him, induce him, but never force him to choose the direction. Because he always said that everyone has only one life path, it only leads to one direction, and can only be chosen by the person who walks.

"There has been news about what your mentor has entrusted." Andre bowed his head without paying attention to his son's expression at this time. Have had any contact. "

Dilling moved, "There are two more."

"One has retired. Before he retired, he was a member of the Royal Magic Army." Andre said.

Dilling's eyes lightened, "You must be a powerful magician to join the Royal Magic Army."

"Not strong enough," Andre said, "at least he was not strong enough to enter St. Padres College. He failed St. Pades three times in nine consecutive years and finally attended the Burgundian School of Magic.

Dilling's mouth fell.

Andrea smiled, "Don't give up hope so quickly. The last Wenlin ... age is right."

Dilling said: "What else?"

"No," Andre said. "His information is blank, except for his age and name."

Dilling frowned. "How can this be?" Shamanriel's census system has always been rigorous. It is impossible to have an age and a name without any records.

Andrea laughed, "Doesn't it look like a bait?"

Dilling said suddenly, "Is that man waiting for the mentor to find him?"

Andrea spread his hand, "I'm afraid only your mentor knows this."

Dilling couldn't wait to tell Hydein the news.

Hyde is tearing down gifts from members of the Magic Guild's Borg Chapter. "It's possible."

Dilling's enthusiasm was immediately smashed by cold water, "Is it just possible?"

"I'll know if it's true or false. If he wants to lead me, he will leave information."

"Then when do we start?"

"Not in a hurry." Hyde opened a square box about the same size as a coffee table, then took out a ruby ​​smaller than a quail egg, and looked at it in the sun. "Will this gem grow bigger when exposed to light?"

Dilling said: "No." Not just this gem, not all gems.

"Then why did he use such a big box?"

Dilling said: "Perhaps it is for you to see it among many gifts at a glance."

Hyde said: "What then?"

"That way you remember who he is." Dilling reached for the greeting card in the box, but Hyde closed the box because he was one step ahead.

"I'm not going to waste my brain trying to remember these boring messages." Hyde threw the ruby ​​into a space bag.

Dilling secretly considered whether he should take care of his compatriots and secretly told them not to spend any more money.

"Aren't you going out?" Hyde began to tear down a gift.

Dilin yelled, "Where?"

"This is your hometown. You can meet your friends." This big box contains a magic book. If Hydein remembers it correctly, the author of the book is Chai Fuang.

"My best friend is at St. Paders College. What are you doing?" He watched Hyde engulfed in a book by a flame until it burned to ashes.

"Destroy the garbage." Hyde opened the third gift.

Dilling said: "When are you going to leave? I'll let Uncle Bob prepare."

"If you're fine, we can start tomorrow." Hyde frowned at the pink cloth in the third gift, and if he remembered it correctly, it seemed to be used by the lady.

Dilling glanced at him, but didn't dare smile: "I think this should be Mrs. Nitchell's underwear."

"So?" Hyde dropped.

"She is also a magician, and I think it means, uh, invitation."

Hyde scowled at him. "How do you know whose underwear it is?"

Dilling pointed to the box where the underwear was placed, with Nitchell written on it.

Hyde thought as he scratched his index finger from his chin.

Di Lin's heart was tight, and he laughed, "Tutor really wants to go?"

"No, I just thought, maybe this is a good gift." In Dilling's shocked eyes, he put his underwear back into the box, and then threw it into the space bag.

Heidein did not go to the appointment, but rushed to the last town of Hangu where Wenlin Forestry was with Dilling early the next morning.

Andrea and Bob silently saw off behind them.

After their bodies completely disappeared from the magic circle, Andrea and Bob got off the carriage.

Bob said: "Duke, I don't understand why you don't stop the young master? He is the best person to inherit the Basseco family, and the Basseco family is his best choice."

"Because I'm his father."

Bob was still confused.

Andrea smiled, "The father's biggest expectation for his son is to wish him happiness every day."

Bob said: "Maybe he will be happy after he inherits the Baseco family."

"That's the difference between father and uncle," Andre said. "Uncle is willing to take risks for this 'maybe', but father can't."

Bob thought for a long time, sighing, "You spoil him too much."

Andre proudly said, "He has never disappointed my favor." He is glad that his son has his own ideals, and he is more willing to this than the noble children in the city who rise up every day to wait for the title to fall to him The son flying with his wings was very satisfied.

The small town of Hangu is very close to Santu, almost close to the border between Shamriel and Santu. Borg City does not have direct access to the magic circle there. You must first go to Joseph City, the nearest city in Hangu, and then ride in a carriage.

When Heiden and Dilling arrived, it was already the fourth afternoon.

The mayor of the town got the news early and waited two days at the intersection. The gloomy face instantly glowed when they saw them getting off the car. "Ah, the two must be Master Basek and Master Magister."

Dillin smiled slightly. "Hello. You waited so hard."

"Where and where." Dilling's smile made him immediately feel that his wait was worthwhile, and his grievances flew out of the clouds. "Dinner and the room are ready, please follow me."

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