Chapter 3 Qualification
One year later.
In the backyard of the Viscount's Mansion, there was a blacksmith furnace, and a young man with flaxen hair was busy beside it.
He is so focused and pious, as if the thing in his hand is the most beautiful thing in the world. Even if there is a peerless beauty next to him now, he will not look at it twice.
And in the boy's hands, a weapon is about to take shape!
This is a crossbow, the product of a year's hard work by the boy. From beginning to end, except for the help of blacksmith Hart when making those tools, the boy completed it himself.
He raised his head, which was tired from being lowered for too long, and rubbed his neck. The young man's eyes returned to the crossbow in his hand again. At that moment, you could even see the extremely eager look in his eyes. light.
The flaxen-haired boy is the Sith!
And today is the day when the magician Lawrence Wolfe arrives, and it is also the day whether the Sith can truly pass the test!
The Viscount Mansion began to become noisy. The butler asked people to clean the entire Viscount Mansion early in the morning and prepare ingredients. Distinguished guests will come to the house today. The things agreed a year ago must be fulfilled, but the magician cannot be allowed to do so. I felt slighted.
As for Sis, there was no trace of nervousness in his eyes, and he was completely different from a year ago.
A year of hard work has made Sith more focused. Now, there are very few things besides machinery that can attract him.
Putting his hand crossbow in his arms, and five small crossbow arrows, Sith stood up and walked towards the hall. If he remembered correctly, the magician was about to arrive, and he could not let others wait for him.
With waves of exclamations, Sith saw the magician who had been away for a year. He was still wearing the large magician robe, but without the hood, and his pale face could be seen. Behind the magician was a man. One woman raised her head proudly.
And the magician Wolf also saw Sith, nodded to him, and walked into the hall.
Sith followed closely and found that the hall had been rearranged. A large table was placed at the top with only one chair, which was obviously prepared for the magician alone.
Today, the viscount cannot have his own seat!
The magician walked to the chair and sat down. He took out a mysterious crystal ball from somewhere and placed it on the table.
The crystal ball is transparent and emits a soft light, giving the entire hall a mysterious atmosphere.
And the man and woman stood behind the magician.
It is estimated that those two are the people who were tested to have the qualifications of magician apprentices!
Sith's guess was correct. This man and woman were both children of ordinary families, but after they were found to have magician apprenticeship qualifications, they began to swell and became extremely arrogant.
They stand out from thousands of children, and they can make those noble nobles who are usually aloof to fawn over them, which really gives them the pleasure of soaring to the sky, and it is inevitable to be arrogant.
"A year ago I promised the Viscount to come here to hold a test. Now, I'm here. Children, don't be afraid. Put your hands on this crystal ball and I will get the answer. Now, let the test begin. ."
But it was the magician Wolf who said calmly.
So this is what I heard a year ago, Sis thought, the Viscount must have paid a heavy price for this, but I don’t know why he did it.
Then Sith knew the answer. A fat man slowly walked up to the crystal ball and put his hand on it.
That was the Viscount's son, Jimmy Occam.
No wonder, Sith thought, but how did the viscount determine that his son must be qualified as a magician apprentice? Sith calmed down and looked ahead.
Occam put his hand on the crystal ball with a confident look.
Marcellus, the boy at the back, looked at the scene in front, but his eyes were filled with an extremely arrogant look. Among so many people, only he and the girl Ariel have the qualifications of magic apprentices. Now, do you think it's easy? Can one person own it?
"Spirit level eight, unqualified." The magician's voice sounded, and the boy felt relieved.
Ever since he was found to have the qualifications of a magician apprentice, Marcellus felt that he was truly the pride of heaven, so he did not allow another qualified person to appear. In his opinion, he was the only qualified person, if not The girl named Ariel was before him, and he was already going crazy with pride.
At this moment, seeing that this disgusting fat man was unqualified, he also smiled. The confident eyes of this fat man were so annoying!
But before the smile was fully revealed, he saw the fat man quietly handing a small bag of things in front of the magician.
"Well, you stand behind me and you pass." The magician looked at the things in the bag and said happily.
What? Marcellus said angrily, how could this be done? He had obviously been declared unqualified, but this guy forgot that there was a bribe.
Marcellus, burning with jealousy, suddenly said: "My lord, his mental power is only nine..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the magician: "I don't need you to teach me what to do, boy. , A person's right to speak is directly proportional to his power. It's best not to teach me how to do things before your power exceeds mine. This time, since you are a first offender, I will teach you a lesson. Next time, I will I'll kill you!"
Then Marcellus groaned, blood flowed from his eyes and nose, but he still stood there and did not dare to move.
He always thought that he was a genius and the proud one of heaven. The Master Magician singled him out among so many people, so he should have a status. However, he did not expect to be smashed to pieces here. He wanted to move, But the magician's cold words lingered in his ears: Next time, I will kill you, kill you... The
fat man stood behind the magician with a confident smile, looking at the unconfident man with disdain. A guy who is over his power actually dares to pick his own thorns, and he must make him look good if he has the chance.
A girl in gorgeous clothes walked up nervously, closed her eyes and put her hand on the crystal ball.
"Spirit level six, unqualified."
The magician spoke, his indifferent voice without any emotion.
The girl turned pale and almost cried, but she left the crystal ball at the urging of the people behind her.
Another person came to the crystal ball.
"Spiritual strength four, failed."
"Spiritual strength eight, failed." Everyone around them was holding their breath and sighed. Those who could enter the Viscount's Mansion today were all well-known figures in the city, and most of the children who were tested were them. children.
One after another, the children left in despair. Sith's heart was still calm. He was still thinking about the machine in his mind and he didn't feel nervous at all.
"Next," the magician shouted.
Sith slowly stepped forward and bowed to Wizard Wolfe, thanking him for what he had done for him a year ago.
Wolfe nodded with a smile on his face, he was very optimistic about this child.
Sith reached out his hand to the crystal ball and closed his eyes as the soft light bloomed.
He felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and countless small shining things appeared around him. They were just spinning around him, and he could even feel their joy.
"Twenty-one mental strength, second-class qualification."
Sith was awakened by the joyful voice, and then heard the exclamations from the surrounding crowd.
"Sith, very good, come here." Wizard Wolf said with a smile.
Sith nodded, gestured to Old Hank who was standing on the outermost edge, and then stood behind the magician.
Marcellus was going crazy with jealousy. How could the other party have higher mental power than himself? Even he only had sixteen points of mental power. But now, this guy turned out to be blackjack. Although he didn’t know that second-class What is qualification, but judging from the joyful expression on the magician's face, it seems that the other party's qualifications are very good.
Although the fat man before was hateful, he succeeded through bribery, and this guy was so much better than himself. It was simply unforgivable. Looking at the calm Sith, Marcellus remembered his appearance firmly. live.
The girl Ariel just looked at Sith with a surprised look, and then took it back.
The Sith were the last of them, and by now, the testing was over.
(End of chapter)