There are very few people in this world who are suitable for being magicians, but it does not mean that there is no.

A city with a population of one million can bring together more than a hundred children with good magical talents.

But whether you are willing to learn or not is not the main reason, whether you can learn is the most important factor.

Poor boys want to learn writing, while ordinary people want to learn magic?

Even if you get enough tuition fees by pieced together, no one is willing to teach you.

The words are in the hands of the nobles, and the magic is even more mysterious and I can't find a way to learn it.

But now Roland said that he was willing to teach the two civilian children to become magic apprentices. It is no wonder that Gru was excited.

Looking at the other person's excited expression, Roland nodded and said in a soft but determined voice: "I do what I say."

Gru stood up straight, his hazel pupils were filled with fanatical excitement: "Please rest assured, our Gray Sand Gang will do everything possible to help you find out the news."

Roland nodded: "Don't use excessive means."

Gru nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."

Roland looked at Gru, who was already a little humble and sighed in his heart.

In fact, when Gru came just now, although he looked humble, Roland could see that the other party was just acting.

The other party is just afraid of his own strength and his identity, but there is still a little pride in his heart.

But now, this pride is gone, only real flattery and flattery.

Roland had actually seen such an expression. When he was a primary school student, the whole country was generally not rich. A classmate's family was very poor and could not even pay for the book and school uniforms for compulsory education.

Roland saw this classmate's father in the teacher's office, asking for gratitude to pay some time for school uniform and textbook fees.

At that time, the parent laughed with her and was humble to the mud.

And now Gru's smile is just like he saw when he was a child.

After a moment of silence, Roland stood up and said, "I'm waiting for your good news in the Magic Tower."

As he said that, Roland began to walk out, and Gru rushed to the front immediately, opened the door for Roland, and bent down to see him leave, like a servant.

Roland frowned and said nothing more.

He has a little understanding of this kind of mentality. For the growth and future of his descendants, no matter how humble he is, it doesn’t matter how much he suffers.

Roland left the Gray Sand Tavern, and until he walked away, Gru straightened his slightly bent waist.

The vocals in the tavern gradually recovered.

Gru took a deep breath, ran to the top floor of the tavern, and ran to a door.

There is a middle-aged man with a frosty face and a red and black skin due to long-term exposure to the sun.

The man was counting silver coins and copper coins, looking happy.

Gru pushed open the door and rushed in.

The man was so scared that he jumped, turned around and took out the dagger from his sleeve, but when he saw that it was Gru, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Gruran was excitedly incoherent: "Boss, the son of gold, Roland, said that if we help him complete one thing, he will give us one or two places to magic apprenticeships. Let our children go over and try it!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "Gru, you can't dream. How could you give us apprenticeships to civilians? Even the nobles don't really appreciate it."

"Boss, I really didn't lie, you believe me." Gru rushed to the middle-aged man, grabbed the other person's shoulder, and shook like crazy: "This is our best opportunity. You must believe me, the promise made by Master Roland himself."

Looking at Gru's red eyes and his face twisted, the middle-aged man gradually became confused: "Really?"

"I won't joke about something so important, boss."

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His face also showed an expression of ecstasy, but he was still not as excited as Gru, but his tone became a little more rapid: "What are his conditions?"

"Help him find out the news."

Roland did not return to the Magic Tower, but went to the castle.

Although Roland did not come in a carriage, his magic robe was the best proof of identity. The soldiers guarding the city did not dare to neglect them. After asking about his purpose, they immediately ran into the castle and reported.

Not long after, John, who was sleepy, came out to greet him in person.

"What a rare distinguished guest." John's expression was a little surprised: "I thought it was Aldo, but I didn't expect it to be His Excellency Roland."

"Ask a visit, I want to ask you some things."

John pointed to his castle sideways and said, "Go in and have a chat, at least let me entertain the guests."

Roland shook his head: "No, the matter is very simple, just leave after asking."

"You... are too disrespectful to me." John scratched his head: "The nobles are here, but they don't want to enter my house. If they say it, other nobles will laugh at me. Forget it, let it go, you are all strange in character, and I dare not provoke you."

John can only hear what he said. If he really dared not provoke, he would not have deliberately tried to find a way to guide Bud to be hostile to him.

Roland took out the small wooden sign again and asked, "You nobles are very good at heraldry learning. Please help me see which family's heraldry is."

John took it, looked around for a while, frowned and said, "This is not a real family heraldry!"

"Hmm?" Roland was a little surprised.

"It's better to say it's a copy of the home pattern." John said: "The home pattern of every aristocratic family has strict meaning and production process. This thing is a hand-practice work."

Roland took a deep breath and said, "I understand. Thank you."

After saying that, Roland turned around and left.

Walking on the street, Roland's face was a little low. He found that he was indeed misled.

Perhaps John did have some opinions about his son of gold, but it is unlikely that he is the murderer.

When he was in Gru just now, when he heard that the heraldry did not belong to Delbon City, he suddenly figured out this.

Now John's words made him even more sure of his thoughts.

Someone deliberately guided him to doubt John.

There are indeed unspoken rules among the nobles to "take the blame", but if John wants to take the blame, as the son of the city lord, the future city lord, the identity of the stakeholder of Delbon will definitely not be too low, and it will not be a quasi-noble business family like Edward.

It can be said that Edward was not even qualified to take the blame for him.

There is also this wooden sign, which is mostly left by Edward. As a family of merchants, they want to become a real aristocratic family, so it is normal for them to make a draft of an emblem in advance.

The relationship between John and the girl's disappearance case is like this heraldry, which looks real, but is actually fake.

John was hostile to Roland and other golden sons, but it might not be the case of the girl's disappearance.

There may be other reasons.

If it was John, his culprit, was a real noble child, not a descendant of a merchant.

Then he suddenly remembered that Edward was holding the girl hostage, and when he saw him, he looked excited and crazy, and his sad, angry and desperate gaze.

Roland suddenly felt a little chilled.

No wonder he always feels something is wrong recently.
Chapter completed!