Ride and Cut

"At present, Pompeii has not passed on the news to other countries." Prince Schmidt said, "On the one hand, I am not sure whether it is true or not, and I am worried that it will be a joke. On the other hand, there are also reasons for the constant discord."

"However, since we are facing an enemy like the undead, it seems stupid to continue to be selfish. The relevant official documents should be passed on to the countries through envoys soon." The former cavalry officer was burly and his hair was too thick.

"That's right." Richard nodded, "Once undead appear on the border between Pompeii and San Jose, the armies of the two countries will inevitably have to fight together. It's better not to make the relationship too rigid."

"You know, there is a popular saying in San Jose recently—the wise His Majesty Neo always has a solution." Schmidt grinned and said half-jokingly, "Now I sincerely hope that this sentence will come true."

"Do your best, and leave the rest to fate." Li Cha stood up while supporting the table, "It's late, go to bed early."

The thick tallow candle has been burned more than halfway, and wax tears are bubbling and piling up in the silver candlestick.

The two of them were too focused on the discussion, and they didn't realize that the moon was already in the sky.

"Well, I'm going back early tomorrow morning."

After coming out of the banquet hall and sending Prince Schmidt to the guest room to rest, Li Cha thought about it and then turned to the tea room.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the light inside was on. A few people were playing poker together, all of them yawned so sleepy that tears came out, obviously trying to hold on.

In the dead of night, someone is willing to leave a light for you, which is not a bad feeling.

"Aren't you a little impulsive?" Annie put down the cards in her hand and tried her best. "Gunther's attack was not serious and he broke both of his ribs. This person must hate us to death, and there may be trouble in the future."

"If a bastard is beaten, he will be beaten, and there will be a fart trouble." The lord unceremoniously pulled away a chair and sat down, "Where are Gunther and the others."

"I'm all sent to go to bed early, and everyone is afraid that the world will not be chaotic." The half-elf tightened the leather jacket on her shoulders, she was afraid of the cold.

Elizabeth didn't know how to play cards, so she rested her chin on her hands and focused her eyes on Li Cha, "The book says that your behavior is called jealousy."

"I told you to read less crooked books." Li Cha stretched out his hand and flicked her head, the sound was extremely muffled, waking up Buckland who was dozing off.

"It's raining?" He rubbed his sleepy eyes and picked up the tortoiseshell glasses.

"By the way, is His Majesty Neo in San Jose very powerful?" The lord picked up a cup of cold tea and drank it all in one gulp. "There is such a saying—the smart His Majesty Neo always has a way. Your taste is absolutely extraordinary."

"They must all be sycophants." Vera covered her mouth with a delicate small fan, and her voice was so jealous that the kitchen would last the first half of the year. "San Jose is the most economically rich of the three countries and has the most profound magic background. Even if the piggy can be far behind on the throne, I think it's okay to let Richard take it."

There are no outsiders in the private chat, and the little nun has no one to guard her mouth. If it is to spread, it must cause diplomatic disputes.

"Why do I feel that you are trying to satirize me in a different way." The lord frowned and felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it, I found nothing, and then I threw it behind me.

"I've never been to San Jose." Annie paused, "But I think what Vera said has some truth. The rise and fall of a country cannot be controlled by one person, and no matter how smart a king is, he can only follow the trend."

"Not necessarily." The lord was extremely self-inflated, folded his hands on his chest and pretended to be cool, "For example—me."

Anne and Vera were immediately amused and laughed coquettishly, only Elizabeth was still holding her forehead and gnashing her teeth.

"Everyone, don't you underestimate His Majesty Neo?" Buckland knocked on the table vigorously, looking at them with hatred, "I don't deny that Richard has many bright spots, but these bright spots shouldn't be an obstacle to blinding your eyes!"

"Elder, if you know something, tell me quickly." Li Cha grabbed a handful of melon seeds and licked them.

"Have you ever heard of the Magic Academy?" the old white tiger asked mysteriously.

He was greeted by four heads shaking from side to side.

"What academy?" Li Cha thought that there was something wrong with his ears. "As far as I know, the inheritance of any kind of elemental power depends on the old-fashioned system similar to that of mentors and apprentices. Why did a magic academy suddenly appear?"

He himself had just traveled through the time and was looking for a magic academy to study everywhere, and then he could start the favorite academy plot. Just relying on the system's crazy addition of intelligence, that's not the birth of a generation of geniuses.

It was only after I ran into walls everywhere that I found nothing that I gradually realized that elemental knowledge has always been extremely valuable. How can a teacher be willing to teach it to students who are not closely related to him like he is teaching ordinary skills.

For the matter of learning magic, folks generally use a very hot word to describe it - "burning money".

So Li Cha, a poor young man, endured the pain, abandoned his demons and joined martial arts, and embarked on the road of leveling the world with a pair of iron fists.

"Actually, the mentor-apprenticeship system has a lot of flaws." Buckland put on his tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said slowly, "The level of mentors is uneven, which often wastes the talents of apprentices. It is also not conducive to the exchange of ideas, and they treat their own rags as treasures."

"Elder, we are not children, and we are past the age of listening to fairy tales." The lord leaned back in his chair and smiled helplessly. "Whether the new system can replace the old system often has little to do with whether it is more efficient, but depends on whether it can overthrow vested interests! Or in other words—truth and reality can sometimes be as far away as the sun and the moon!"

He looked at Buckland very seriously and said, "Even if the Academy of Magic has a thousand or ten thousand advantages, it cannot support that all mages can be regarded as the beneficiaries of the mentor-apprentice system. So who can overthrow them? Who dares to overthrow them?"

"Second." Annie raised her right hand.

"Second." Vera also raised her hand, "Mentors who have grown up after being squeezed, how can they be willing to give up squeezing apprentices?"

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Elizabeth looked left and right, her delicate face was full of confusion, "Why didn't it say it in the book?"

"Then if you love reading, read more useful ones!"

"Li Cha, whoever dares to say that you only have muscles in your brain should really go see a doctor." Buckland gave him a thumbs up.

"The extra praise is unnecessary." The lord waved his hand modestly.

"But there are people out there, you should never underestimate the heroes of the world." Buckland took a sip of the hot tea, "The impossible thing you said - Neo did it."