I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 45 Late Night Talk

"Are you...?" Lancelot asked while placing the package on his back on the shelf at the door.

Upon hearing this, the boy in white immediately stood up and stopped in front of Lancelot.

"Hello, my name is Frank."

Frank saw Lancelot's face clearly at this time, and before Lancelot could respond, he showed a surprised expression and his tone of voice rose a bit: "Lancelot, it's you."

"Well..., nice to meet you." Lancelot smiled awkwardly and shook hands with the other party in a friendly way.

Frank has a pair of amber eyes, slightly curly short golden hair, and even his eyebrows are golden. He is not tall, but he is still half a head taller than the stunted Lancelot.

When Frank laughs, he always seems to have a sly look on his face, which makes him not an honest person at first glance.

"From now on, we are roommates." Frank smiled and patted Lancelot on the back, and then the two sat down on the sofa.

The boy in white coughed lightly and said, "So, Lancelot, where did you come to Wein from?"

"I'm from Tucker Town." Lancelot was suddenly stunned when he said this: "Actually, I don't know its specific location, I only know that it is south of Wayne."

"Haha, it seems that we are the same kind of people." Frank said in a self-deprecating tone: "I come from the Island of Gont, located in the unknown sea area at the southern end of the mainland."

Lancelot shook his head and said he had never heard of it.

"My parents passed away a few days after I was born. I heard they were swept away by the waves." Frank said in a calm tone, as if he was describing an insignificant matter.

What surprised Lancelot was that he couldn't see any sadness on his face.

"My situation is different from yours. I have never met my father. I met my mother half a month ago, even though she died three years ago."

Frank was a little confused by what the other party said, and his heart was full of doubts.

Lancelot claimed that he saw a man who died three years ago. Only if he is mentally ill would he believe such a thing.

"Okay, that doesn't sound like a bad thing." Frank didn't dwell on the issue and continued: "So you are also an orphan?"

Lancelot was dumbfounded after hearing this. He had never seen anyone talk about this topic in such an understatement, but these few words also narrowed the distance between the two.

Suddenly Frank stood up and walked towards the restaurant, as if to get something.

Half a minute later, Frank returned to the living room with a bottle of dark red wine and two tall glasses in his hand.

"Bang!" Frank pulled out the cork of the red wine with his bare hands, and then poured half of each into the glasses on the wooden table.

Frank handed one of the wine glasses to Lancelot, and then said excitedly: "Lancelot, after drinking this glass of wine, we will be good brothers from now on. This glass is for the orphans!"

"Cang!" The sound of the collision of wine glasses was clear and sweet, and the air was suddenly filled with the aroma of red wine. Lancelot imitated Frank's example, raised his head and drank the red wine in one gulp.

The taste of red wine is a bit sour, but Lancelot likes this taste very much.

Frank nodded with satisfaction, and then lazily lay back on the sofa.

If it were anyone else, Frank might have been regarded as a freak based on his overly enthusiastic behavior when they first met.

Lancelot thought Frank was a frank and interesting guy.

Despite his introverted character, Lancelot was always a taciturn and boring person in both his past and present lives.

But I hate being in the same room with people who have similar personalities to myself, because it will become twice as boring.

He hopes that his friends can communicate with him more, which is why Lancelot is happy to stay with the cheerful Lilith.

After drinking a glass of red wine, the chill in their bodies was driven away, and the distance between the two became much closer. They began to tell each other about their past experiences.

Frank was very talkative and kept talking most of the time.

Over the course of two hours, Lancelot got a preliminary understanding of his roommate, who was also an orphan.

Frank has a lively and cheerful personality. He grew up under the care of his aunt until he was ten years old when he accidentally came into contact with magic while herding sheep.

When he was eleven years old, his aunt sent him and the other twelve children on the island to the church closest to the island to let the wizard there evaluate their talents.

In the end, only Frank successfully passed the wizard academy's talent assessment, which is undoubtedly an exciting thing.

However, it is regrettable that the Gont Island where Frank is located is 600 kilometers away from the mainland, and it will take a full six months to reach Venn at the fastest. By then, the kingdom will have already entered winter, and the wizard academy will inevitably be missed.

The day when school starts.

This means that he can only wait for the next three years before entering the Wizarding Academy to study.

After more than two years of long waiting, Frank finally said goodbye to his relatives and friends on the island, traveled across the ocean to Wien, thousands of miles away, and successfully became a freshman at the Wizarding Academy.

Although during this period, Frank could only learn about wizards from the boring texts of magic books, he was working hard to improve things other than magic.

In the entrance exam, Frank's strength rating reached a good level, his speed and jumping were excellent, and his reaction rating actually reached an astonishingly excellent level!

Lancelot and Frank, two orphans, met each other so late that they chatted until late at night before saying good night to each other and going back to their rooms to sleep.

Lancelot, who had finished washing, was lying on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling, lost in thought.

"I will use my hands to change everything." Frank's words kept echoing in Lancelot's mind, and his heart seemed to have been hit hard, making him breathless.

Frank, like him, lost the company of his parents when he was a child and came to live with his aunt. Due to the very difficult environment on the island, Frank was unable to receive formal magic education at all.

Because of this, at first, Frank's magic level was not much better than Lancelot's.

But Frank spent more than four years improving his abilities other than magic through fishing, swimming, rock climbing, hunting, etc.

And all of this is just because of a simple and pure dream to explore the mystery of magic.

Lancelot recalled the scene when Chris announced his results during the day, and Frank's overall rating was excellent.

A commoner from a remote island, with a mediocre magic level, managed to become one of the best classes in the Wizarding Academy by virtue of his excellent results in other subjects.

(End of chapter)