In the garden, four mercenaries fell in a pool of blood, one of them was charred, and the other three were fatal slashing injuries. Just from the injury, you can tell who they died. The space magician was lying on the ground, his nose was clear and his face was swollen, and his chest was slightly undulating. He should still be alive. Perhaps Uther planned to take this space magician for his own use, or perhaps it was just for information, which was hard to say.

"Carl is dead?" Babala asked.

Liang Lidong replied: "Die, the bones remain."

Babala was a little sad, and she said in confusion: "Although Carl is very cold, when I encountered magical problems when I was a child, I would ask him. I got a lot of magic theory knowledge from him. It is said that he has a good relationship with our Langman family. Why did he betray us and Holevin!"

Liang Lidong shook his head: "He did not betray Holevin, he just betrayed the friendship of your Langman family. I don't know what kind of person Enleko, who has a grudge against you, is, but I believe that he is at least a Holevin native. Your struggle is at most just an internal struggle of the Holevin nobles, and has not yet risen to the point of betraying the country."

Babala became more and more puzzled: "Then why did he betray the friendship of our Langman family?"

"Because he can't see hope in the Langman family." Liang Lidong said lightly.

"Is it because I am a woman?" Babala glanced at Kyle and said, "My future husband will definitely be in charge of Dongfeng City. I personally do not manage the government affairs of Dongfeng City. If he is dissatisfied with me, he can tell me that we can slowly discuss why we have to turn to our family's enemies if we revitalize Dongfeng City."

"Actually, this is just an excuse." Liang Lidong glanced at Uther who was silent next to him: "The real reason is that your Langman family cannot support two magicians at the same time. Babala, you are very talented. If you want to become a qualified magician, you have to spend a lot of gold coins. Learning magic costs money, and improving magic costs too, and it is a large amount of money. I personally estimate that 3,000 gold coins are just starting, and more than 6,000 is a normal budget. Although your Langman family manages it, it is only a starting point.

In the winter wind city for hundreds of years, each has been tired of a lot of gold coins, but you are a military family. No matter how many gold coins you accumulate, you will not exceed ten thousand! Although Carl has the problem of unstable mental space, his qualifications are actually above you. To cultivate him, you need more gold coins. It’s not that I think you, Langman family, that you really can’t afford two magicians at the same time! Your father cannot give up his daughter and instead train an outsider. Carl left after seeing this."

"If I'm not mistaken, your enemy Enleco should be very rich, or the family behind him is very rich. So he can afford to hire a magician as an assassin and convince Carl to serve them. In this world, a large amount of gold coins can also be converted into personal strength at some point!"

Babala asked in surprise: "Father, is that true? How many gold coins have I spent on learning magic over the years?"

Uther smiled bitterly, and did not speak, as a default. Babala was deeply hit and murmured to herself: "It turns out that Carl's departure is actually related to me. It would be great if I had no magical talent."

"Okay, things have come to this point, and it's useless to regret it." Uther comforted: "You are my daughter. If I don't help you, can you help outsiders? Learning magic is a good thing. Our family has finally released a spellcaster. Even if the castle is sold, I will train you to become a first-class magician, so don't worry about money."

Baba nodded, but looked not too happy. Kyle was beside him, thinking.

Liang Lidong's words were not only told to Babala, but also to Kyle. Liang Lidong knew very well about the bitterness of the magician. In fact, money was just a small problem, and the most troublesome thing was to analyze magic. Because the player magicians received systematic education, most of them were highly educated. They were proficient in "research" and knew how to learn new knowledge. What's more, because of the existence of the "network", players magicians could communicate with each other and gather in the chat room to discuss collectively.

But NPC magicians are different. They have indeed received a certain degree of education, but they are not systematic. Moreover, they often cherish their own things, and they hold them tightly after they have studied something, and refuse to share them. Liang Lidong has seen too many NPC magicians stumped by the magic modeling and structure diagrams he finally got. After analyzing them for several years, they can't learn that magic.

On average, player magicians learn new magic faster than npc magicians, but even so, player magicians still feel that their youth is wasted on analyzing magic, let alone npc magicians.

Liang Lidong bounced his fingers and canceled the fog-riding magic. The white fog in the castle gradually disappeared. The nobles who could not see the road cheered at this time. They looked for their relatives and friends everywhere, and for a moment, the garden was in a mess.

"We'll go back first." Liang Lidong pointed to the burning second floor: "I know you will have a lot of things to deal with, so I won't disturb you. Help you deal with the rewards of Carl and others, and wait until you have time to send someone to Reed Village."

Uther said in surprise: "Aren't we comrades? It's too sad to talk about money."

"Ha, who is your comrade-in-arms with you?" Liang Lidong tsk: "If my reward is gone, I don't mind being the second Carl."

"I have never seen such a greedy ascetic believer!" Uther muttered.

Liang Lidong laughed: "I am a believer of Goddess Wojin, so it is natural to love money."

Uther was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of the title of "Goddess of Wojin", but he could guess from the other party's words that the clergy of this god was mostly related to money. He responded twice and led the topic elsewhere, while Babala went to the underground of the castle and canceled the closed magic barrier.

As soon as the barrier was cancelled, a large group of cavalry rushed into the garden from the suspension bridge. The leader was a woman, who looked a bit similar to the fence. Her chain mail was covered with blood and her expression was quite anxious. Her eyes were searching around the garden. When she saw Uther, she immediately got off the horse and ran over and threw herself into the man's arms: "I was scared to death outside just now. Are you okay? The fence is being pulled..."

"Let's go!"

Taking advantage of the lack of communication between Uther and his wife, Liang Lidong pulled Kyle away.

Crossing the suspension bridge with a group of panicked nobles, the two of them quickly found the old village chief who was waiting anxiously. When he saw his grandson coming out, he felt relieved.

The three of them got on a carriage by the remote road. The driver was still Kyle, and he was speechless all the way. When he was about to return to the village, he finally spoke: "Teacher, you said that as long as I could stand in front of the fence, I would teach me how to learn combat expertise. Have I passed the test?"

"Of course."

Liang Lidong originally planned to teach Kyle to be a professional and let him dance with the fence, just to promote good deeds for young men and girls. Moreover, although Kyle did not contribute to the battle just now, his calmness was extraordinary. It can be seen that in terms of willpower, he is far superior to ordinary people, and such people are very suitable to become professionals.

"Are you planning to focus on magic or continue to learn swordsmanship?"

"Swordsman!" Kyle said without hesitation.

"Why don't you learn magic?" Liang Lidong asked with a smile.

Kyle replied: "Learning magic requires too many gold coins. Even the City Lord's family can only afford a magician. Our family..."

The old village chief looked dark when he listened. Although he did not agree with his grandson becoming a mercenary, he would not object too much if he became a magician. After all, the magician has a high status. But now, because of his family background, his grandson gave up becoming a magician. In the eyes of the old man, this is his responsibility. He has no ability and cannot even make money for his grandson to learn magic.

"Since you have decided, come and find me tomorrow afternoon... Well, call Belin by the way."

When the carriage returned to the entrance of the village, Liang Lidong first returned to his small thatched house. He lay on the bed and stretched comfortably. He had been tired for a day today, but now he can finally have a good night's sleep.

Joan of Arc jumped off his shoulder and asked, "You want to teach Kyle to be a pro. I can understand that he is indeed a good seedling. But why did you want him to call Belin together? Belin is not suitable to be a melee pro."

"But she is suitable to be a pastor! Being a pastor does not require physical fitness, only normal intelligence, and a pious attitude is enough." Liang Lidong said: "After these days of observation, I found that her attention is very focused, even better than Kyle. After the establishment of the Temple of Wojin, there must be someone who has to deal with daily things except me. If Belin can become a believer, it will be of great help. Besides, she becomes a believer, which will only benefit her and not harm her."

"Then why do you want to help them for free?" Joan of Arc asked again: "Based on the knowledge I have obtained from your master, you usually need to charge a large amount of gold coins to become a pro. I don't believe that both of them can take it out."

Liang Lidong smiled and didn't say anything. In the eyes of players, character experience is the most important thing, and money can only rank second. Teaching Kyle and Belin can get some extra experience, why not do it? If he wants money, it is not too difficult, it just takes some time.

But Joan of Arc misunderstood: "You are so kind-hearted. Forget it, you are the master, I don't care."

It shook its head and walked to the corner of the bed, rolled up the blanket and fell down and fell asleep.

The next day, Liang Lidong got up, opened the character system, and found that he had 23 o'clock experience at midnight yesterday.

"It's true that there is a high experience in killing monsters above the level!"

Liang Lidong exclaimed, then went to the river to teach the little guys to read and tell them some principles of being a human being.

Soon in the afternoon, Kyle dragged Bellin to the woods in the back mountain. Because she wanted to teach swordsmanship, Liang Lidong asked him to make several wooden swords. Kyle looked excited, while Bellin looked puzzled. She didn't understand why she was called to this place by Lord Beta.

"Belly, do you want to be a priest?" Liang Lidong asked.

After the girl was stunned for a moment, her face became brighter: "Mr. Beta, can I become a priest?"

"I can't guarantee it, but you have this potential." Liang Lidong patted the girl's head and said, "It depends on whether you are serious enough and diligent enough!"

"I'm willing, please teach me the teacher." Belin was very clever, and she immediately changed her name to "teacher".

Liang Lidong used a wooden sword to draw a trace on the small tree next to him, and then said, "You sit on the grass and stare at the trace for a while. You don't blink or move. Even if there are bugs biting you, you can't move. Do you understand? If you understand, start immediately until I shout to stop."

Belin nodded, immediately ran to the tree and sat down, staring at the fresh scratch.

"It's your turn next." Liang Lidong looked at Kyle who was excited: "I heard you say that you learned a set of swordsmanship from the mercenaries in the city and show me."

Kyle took two steps back, picked up the wooden sword and danced in a gust of wind. The wooden sword whined through the air, making a whimper, looking quite powerful. About six minutes later, Kyle made a sword-closing action, and he asked sweat-willedly: "Teacher, how are you?"
Chapter completed!