I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 110 The Devil’s Special Training Begins

"Ask her to step aside. I have something to say to you alone." Caesar said coldly.

After hearing this, Aili immediately stood up and bowed, then quickly walked out of the back garden.

"Say it."

There was no one around at this time, Catalina had put away her smile, and looked at Caesar without any emotion in her eyes.

"The Kingdom of Essite has declared war on us."

"What?!"

Catalina suspected that she had heard wrong and quickly asked: "If I remember correctly, the peace agreement between the two countries will not expire for more than 20 years. How could they declare war on us for no reason?"

"There is no specific information yet. It should be that the king of Essite has unilaterally tore up the agreement. Things have already happened." Caesar's tone became solemn when he said this: "Katerina, this is not a joke, I need you.

help."

Catalina snorted coldly upon hearing this, not hiding her mockery of the man in front of her.

Caesar forced down the anger in his heart and said in a sincere tone: "This is not only related to Lineker's future, but also the future of Atlantis."

Speaking of this, Catalina's beautiful face suddenly darkened.

She knew what Caesar said was right. Atlantis was located in the South China Sea, across the sea from the Kingdom of Lineker.

Once the Kingdom of Lineker fails in this war, Atlantis will be the next target of the Kingdom of Essite.

"Tell me what you want from me." Catalina turned her head and looked at the colorful flowers. Caesar's face made her feel a little nauseous.

"Contact your father and I will discuss the specific situation with him, the sooner the better."

"Understood." Catalina answered, and with her peripheral vision she saw Caesar's figure disappearing the second she finished speaking.

"Oh father, is your choice really the right one?"

Catalina leaned over and looked at a lavender flower, murmuring to herself as if she was dreaming.

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Wizarding Academy, Echo Square.

"Teacher Chris, can I really not stay here?" Lancelot asked in a begging tone.

Chris shook his head helplessly and gave a negative answer: "Lancelot, according to the arrangement of the academy, you will undergo physical training with Teacher Bolu until you can successfully release instant magic."

Lilith and Frank in the team both felt unfair for Lancelot. They believed that the academy was depriving Lancelot of his right to learn magic.

Lancelot had begged several times, but Chris refused very decisively. In his opinion, this was the most reasonable arrangement.

Students in Class A are still practicing several instant magics repeatedly in the afternoon: fireball, ice cone, ball lightning, elementary water waterfall, etc.

The teaching content of each class is determined by the teacher in charge. Compared to Class B, which has already begun basic magic training, the tasks assigned by Chris are much easier.

Lilith and the others did not know that Lancelot's matter involved the king's interests, so they decided to go to Teacher Harvey after school in the afternoon to explain the situation and see if they could change the academy's decision.

"It would be easier to let that black man be my teacher than just let me die."

Lancelot walked towards the gym with a discouraged look. Seeing the dazzling magic everywhere around him, he felt really bad.

Although Lancelot has a unique talent, he is unable to learn black magic due to his bloodline. Those guys who are less talented than him can actually fly fireballs and ice cones.

[Is there any justice in this?] Lancelot shouted desperately in his heart. At this moment, he had arrived at the door of the gym.

The boy took a deep breath and strode in.

"Not bad, your body has recovered so quickly?" Boru looked at Lancelot who came up to him and said with approval.

Lancelot looked at Boru's expression and made sure that he was not joking. He spread his hands helplessly: "There is no way, I can't learn magic, so I have to come to you."

"Your tone is not very friendly." Boru said half-jokingly, not paying attention to Lancelot's words. He was still immersed in the joy of having his first official student.

"So Boru-sensei, shall we start now?"

Boru touched his dark bald head and smiled: "Lancelot, since the college assigned you to me, I will definitely be responsible for you to the end."

"Forehead"

Lancelot felt strange when he heard this sentence, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, Bolu shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Jog twenty laps, immediately, immediately! Get moving!"

An hour later, Lancelot took limp steps and swung his legs purely by willpower.

"Lancelot, you can't go on like this. If you don't complete today's task, you will have to pay double compensation tomorrow."

"???"

At this moment, Lancelot slowly asked questions about black people in his heart.

"Teacher Boru, you didn't tell me about this rule at first."

"This is what I thought of on the spur of the moment!" Boru ran beside Lancelot, his leg muscles as hard as rocks.

"Hoo, ho, ho." Lancelot lay down on the ground, so tired that his eyes were filled with stars.

"Take a five-minute break."

"Okay, okay." Lancelot closed his eyes and felt like he would fall asleep immediately.

"Wait, it's only been five minutes?"

Boru stood in front of Lancelot, looked at the boy condescendingly, and asked doubtfully: "Is there any problem?"

Lancelot suddenly had an idea and his tone became serious: "Teacher Boru, I think your training method is unscientific."

"science?"

“What does science mean?”

Boru looked confused, obviously he had never heard of this term.

Lancelot also realized that this society seemed to have no scientific concept. He struggled to sit up and changed his words: "Long-term high-intensity and overload exercise will not only not strengthen the body, but will cause irreversible damage to the body."

."

"Haha, brat, I didn't expect you know a lot." A trace of surprise flashed in Bolu's eyes.

"However, as a physical fitness teacher, how could I not understand such a simple truth? What do you think?"

Now it was Lancelot's turn to be confused: "Teacher, what are you still doing?"

"The top priority now is to improve your physique so that you can control magic more stably. The academy must have entrusted you to me to achieve this effect."

The tall Boru squatted down in front of Lancelot and patted the boy on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Carol has a special potion that can restore your strength in a short time."

"Haha." Lancelot forced a smile. It seemed that Boru had really thought carefully.

Lancelot knew that it was impossible to be lazy, so he could only seize these five short minutes to relax.

"It's time to rest. Next, do a hundred push-ups on the spot!"

(End of chapter)