I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 196 Knowing everything

For a long time, Lancelot, who was sleeping, felt vaguely that someone was taking off his clothes, and then he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Well"

As soon as Lancelot opened his eyes, he saw an unfathomable ravine. The white skin exposed at the collar made his breathing become rapid.

The boy immediately blushed and asked, "Carol, what are you doing?"

"Don't move, I'm helping you treat your wounds."

Carol had a serious expression on her face, holding gauze and potion in her hand, and was doing a simple bandage for the wound on her shoulder, without even noticing the leaked scenery on her chest.

Although magic can easily heal the injuries Lancelot suffered in battle, it is obviously impractical when he is extremely weak.

Carol does not know magic. As a doctor, she will naturally use this most practical method to relieve pain.

Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief and looked elsewhere.

It must be said that Carol has a very hot figure, but Lancelot is not interested in it.

Although this is the continent of Sebion and not the previous wizarding world, he always regards Carol as Lilith's aunt and his teacher.

Carol's focused expression while bandaging the wound was very charming, which reminded Lancelot of the more than half a month when he first went through devil's training with Boru. At the end of every day's training, he would go to Carol to relieve his fatigue.

If it weren't for Carol's magical potion, Lancelot's physique would have been completely useless within three days.

"Okay." After Carol said, she put the tools in her hand back into a sky blue wooden box.

"Lancelot, how do you feel now?"

Lancelot showed a grateful smile and nodded: "I feel much better. Thank you, Carol."

"You're welcome, this is what Mr. Harvey ordered me to do."

"Um, has Mr. Harvey been to the medical room?" the boy asked quickly.

Carol shook her head after hearing this and straightened her white collar: "After you fell asleep, I went to Mr. Harvey to report your situation. He asked me to give you preliminary treatment first. Now he has

I have other things to be busy with.”

"Um"

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Harvey asked me to congratulate you on his behalf, congratulations on entering the second round of the finals." Carol smiled happily, showing a row of white teeth.

"Thank you." Lancelot smiled and scratched his head shyly.

However, when he put his hands into his hair, a cloud of dust immediately shook off his head, and the scene suddenly became a little awkward.

"Lancelot, I think you should go back to the castle and take a bath."

"Well, okay." Lancelot said and was about to stand up. Suddenly he realized something and asked warily: "Carol, how do you know I live in the castle?"

Carol smiled when she heard this and said: "Lancelot, this is already an open secret. Lord Harvey values ​​you very much, and you have lived up to his expectations, haven't you?"

"Well, okay, I'm too sensitive."

Lancelot lowered his head and hastily arranged his dirty clothes, lifted up the yellowing sheets and prepared to get out of bed.

"etc."

The boy was a little confused and asked in confusion: "Carol, what's wrong?"

"I just remembered that I have a few questions for you to answer." Although Carol had a friendly smile on her face, her tone was too tough to refuse.

What is Carol doing?

Lancelot looked at the other person's face in confusion, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Okay, just ask."

As Lancelot spoke, he stood up the pillow and leaned his back against the head of the bed, finally no longer having to endure the torture of the wire.

"Lancelot, the conversation between us is absolutely confidential. We are not allowed to tell Mr. Harvey. Can you understand what I mean?" Carol said to the boy in a serious tone.

Lancelot just wanted to go back to the castle to rest as soon as possible. He nodded sleepily in agreement: "Okay."

"First question, were you brought here by Boru?"

"That's right."

"So where are you from?" Carol sat on the armchair, crossing her hands and looking calmly into Lancelot's blue eyes.

"I" Lancelot was silent for a few seconds, and could only make up a random place: "I grew up in a slum in the Kingdom of Pislan, and it was Bolu who bought me."

"Oh?" Carol asked with a half-smile: "There are slums in the Pislan Kingdom. This is the first time I've heard of it."

Lancelot was suddenly speechless, his hands gripping his thighs uneasily.

"Lancelot, I want you to be honest with me. I know you are lying."

Carol sighed softly and continued: "I know you are not from this world."

Lancelot's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. How did Carol know that?!

"Carol, I don't know what you're talking about."

Carol smiled and shook her head, and her next words made Lancelot feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"That place is called the continent of Cordia, if I remember correctly. It is a world dominated by wizards. You come from a wizard academy, and Bolu is your physical fitness teacher."

Lancelot swallowed hard. He felt that his whole body was in panic, and he hesitated: "How do you know these things?"

"I know a lot more than you think, so don't try to hide it, it won't do you any good." Carol gave Lancelot a friendly smile.

Lancelot took a deep breath. Carol's words made him unable to accept them for a moment. He thought that only Harvey and Boru knew that he had traveled from the wizarding world to the continent of Sabion.

Even a doctor at the Blackthorn Arena knows about this, and perhaps others also know about it.

"You don't need to worry about how I know, you just need to answer my questions well." Carol continued to ask with a smile: "Second question, if you are not a descendant of wizards, then what are you?"

Lancelot twisted his sore neck, and the wound on his shoulder began to hurt slightly again, and said slowly: "I am a descendant of a magician, just like Sir Harvey."

"Haha, Mr. Harvey is not a descendant of a magician. In the continent of Sabion, talent is something you are born with, but it is not inherited through blood, and becoming a magician requires a firm belief."

Lancelot nodded after hearing this, and after thinking for a few seconds, he added: "I am a magician and a warrior, and I can skillfully control mental power."

"Very good, this is a good start." Carol's expression showed no surprise, and she obviously knew the answer to the question a long time ago.

"The third question is, how many familiar people have you met so far?"

Carol's eyes flashed with light when she said this, and she was very much looking forward to Lancelot's next answer.

(End of chapter)