As for the other two girls, they looked relatively simple. Their eyes looked at Lance were more sympathetic than jokes.

Like her mother, Sabina has a gentle personality and a kind heart. The same is true for Erin, who is the adopted daughter of the Viscount.

"What did my father say to you? Brother Lance?" Erin asked softly while sitting beside the bed.

Lance pondered slightly, shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just some trivial matters. I'm just hearing your laughter, come and take a look."

Biqi jumped up as if he saw something strange: "Come and see us? Haven't you seen enough of Erin's bath last time?"

"Is this happening?" Lans was stunned, not knowing what to say.

This guy actually peeked at his sister taking a bath before traveling through time? Although he was not related by blood, he was still considered his fucking sister...

Lance was speechless. He saw Erin's cheeks flushing on her face but not saying a word, knowing that this was probably true.

"Your performance is bad enough tonight..." Biqi continued mercilessly: "I really don't know why my father is so kind to you. Such a precious opportunity to learn magic has been given to you. Even my brother doesn't have such an opportunity."

A ray of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and Lance knew in her heart that the Viscount's favor for Lance has indeed caused a lot of dissatisfaction over the years, especially when Lance is a waste of time, this dissatisfaction is even stronger. After all, not everyone is as uncontested as Erin and Sabina.

Erin stood up and helped Lance to help him clear the situation: "Brother Lance, I have finished reading the book you lent me last time. Can I go to your room to change to a new book?"

Lance calmed down and smiled and said, "Of course."

Erin cheered, jumped out of the bed barefoot, and walked out with a thick book in her arms.

Lance simply ignored Becky's jealous gaze, nodded at Sabina, and followed Erin to leave the girls' rooms.

He deliberately slowed down his gaze and let Erin walk in front, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the dilemma of not being able to find his room at all.

The simple Erin didn't expect that her brother had changed his soul. The girl walked with the thick book and asked, "Brother Lance, the book "Ronnietas Story" you recommended to me is so beautiful. I like the story of the crow and the scarecrow the most here."

Lance could only deal with it with humming and haha. He was not the nerd of the original owner, so how could he remember what kind of stories he wrote in this collection of stories?

Fortunately, the girl didn't notice it, and the two of them soon came to a room. Lance recorded the location of his room and walked in with Erin.

"Huh? Why didn't Aunt Sili prepare hot water and candles for you tonight?" Erin pushed open Lance's door strangely. Lance felt depressed and could only say nothing at the moment. Finally, the girl found a candle on the desk and lit it with a match, and Lance's room was lit a little.

"I put the book back to its original position, and then I found a book to read it myself." Erin smiled playfully at Lance, hugged the book and went to another small compartment. Soon, the light of a candle also lit up in the compartment.

Lance breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door and sat at the desk for a short rest.

As the second son of Viscount, his room was obviously bigger than his sisters. In addition to a bed in the corner, there was a table and a wardrobe at the entrance, there were two small compartments. After a brief look, Lance had a clear view of the layout of his room. One compartment was an independent bathroom, and the other was a study room. There were three rows of bookshelves in the study room. In this era, there were so many books that were not common. These books were bought by the original owner from the merchants who passed by the castle from the far-flung city. It was quite rare on the market.

He walked into the study and looked at everything curiously.

In addition to bookshelf, there is also a desk in the study room. There should be a complete set of tools, quills, ordinary ink, and thin paper. I don’t know what material is made of.

Lance walked over, he picked up a thin piece of paper and rubbed it, and ordered in his heart: "Scan and analyze the material of the paper."

"The fox is executing the command."

"After the analysis of the paper material, its components are suspected to be a mixture of plant fibers and animal fats. The specific process cannot be analyzed due to lack of data."

Lance was amazed in his heart. This world really has its own uniqueness. The paper in front of him is very thin and cannot be made with a very low productivity level.

Even ordinary paper is like this, so what about those papers used to learn magic? Lance couldn't help but be fascinated. Although there were some related memories in his mind, it was not personal experience after all, and he was not particularly clear.

"Brother Lance, is this "Lady Diary" good?" A playful head suddenly appeared behind the second row of bookshelfs. Her long golden hair made Erin's skin look particularly white. Her eyes seemed to be made of sapphire, with a warm and smooth temperament.

Lance said calmly: "Well, it depends on personal taste. To be honest, I don't remember the contents of this book very much."

"Is that right?" Erin asked suspiciously: "The last time I came to your room, I found that you were reading this book. It's only a week passed, so you don't remember it?"

Lance Khan, how could he know these details? He could only deal with it with sweating profusely: "I don't remember it very much. I saw it very roughly at that time. Well, because I have to prepare for the teacher's test, you have to know that learning magic is very hard."

To be honest, Lance felt that he could not believe this clumsy explanation, but who knew that Erin nodded seriously: "Well, I know that spells are very mysterious things. Only a very small number of people in this world can become wizards. Brother Lance, you must come on, I believe you can become a wizard like Lord Amman."

A warm current flashed through Lance's heart. Erin, the sister, obviously, really cared about herself. She was not surrounded by enemies in the castle.

...

Erin finally left with the lady's diary. Lance closed his door and stood in front of the window and looked at the coastline in the distance. Although it was a summer night, the howling sea breeze was still chilling. A thin layer of mist slowly rose from the blurred sea surface. He closed the window, then fell on the bed, and slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Lance didn't even eat breakfast, but said hello to Aunt Sili, who was responsible for serving the viscount's children, and hurriedly left the castle.

Viscount's castle is built on Wangfeng Cliff. Below the cliff is a group of reefs and sea water, while on the other side is facing the land. A narrow road and bridge connects the castle and the outside world. The town at the foot of the mountain is called Shoufeng Town, which is the largest and most prosperous of the five towns under Viscount's rule.

However, the destination of Lance's trip was obviously not Shoufeng Town. Because of the Viscount's concession, Lance could freely enter and exit the castle and anywhere in the territory. He got up early in the morning to rush to the residence of the Amman wizard, along the coastline, Moonlight Tower two miles away from the castle.

The early morning sea breeze blew on Lance's face with a slightly salty breath, and he breathed the fresh air greedily. The environment of this world is really beautiful, hundreds of times stronger than the polluted earth.

Behind him was a serious soldier. This guy was originally responsible for the castle duty. When he heard that Master Lance was going to the Moonlight Tower, he was sent by the captain of the castle patrol to protect Lance.

Although everyone knows that Lance has been in the castle for a long time, this does not mean that they and his servants can completely ignore Lance's life and death. On the contrary, if something happened to Lance in these days, the furious Viscount would definitely not spare them, so the captain of the patrol team did not dare to neglect. Although there were no dangerous creatures between Wangfeng Castle and the Moonlight Tower, he still sent the strongest swordsman under his command to follow Lance all the way.

"Your name is Poirot, is it?" Lance said casually along the way.

The soldier replied lazily: "Yes, Master."

"How is your swordsmanship?" Lance asked suddenly.

A trace of disdain flashed in Poirot's eyes, but he did not dare to act rashly: "In the patrol team, you can rank in the top three. But you are definitely not your brother's opponent. After all, Master Griffin is a strong man with hope of igniting the fire. He has advanced to the Silver Swordsman at a young age."

Oh? Is that right? Lance thought expressionlessly, his brother is really not simple...

"What kind of sword skills do you know?" Lance asked.

Poirot replied: "The basic military sword technique of the kingdom is the [Spiritual Fox Sword Technique] taught me by Lord Viscount, and some [White Tooth Sword Technique] I learned when I was a mercenary."

"Very good, demonstrate all these sword techniques to me," Lance said calmly.

"Now?" Polo was stunned.

Lance nodded: "It's now."

Poirot muttered, but did not dare to go against Lance's intentions, so he could only demonstrate all three sword techniques in a complete manner.

The two stood on the beach, and time passed by minute by minute.

More than ten minutes later, some sweat dripped from Poirot's forehead, and he put away the long sword in his hand: "Mr. Lance, all the sword techniques I know have been demonstrated."

Although he felt strange in his heart, he felt that it was just a whim when Lance just wanted to see swordsmanship, and he didn't think of any other possibilities.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lance's mouth: "Very good, thank you. Let's go and go to the Moonlight Tower."

The two continued on the road.

And such a sweet voice came from Lance's heart:

"The classification, collection and recording of data have been completed. Please name the three types of data separately."

With this sound, three circular signs appeared in front of Lance's eyes. When he chose one sign, a dancing figure would appear in front of him, and Poirot was demonstrating swordsmanship before.

"【Basic Military Sword Technique of the Cavalry Kingdom】"

"【Spiritual Fox Sword Technique】"

"【White Tooth Sword Technique】"

"The naming is completed. The fox starts to analyze the data, and the analysis process takes about half an hour."

Lance was satisfied. This is the power of the main chip fox. It can scan, store, classify, and then analyze any data. If Lance wants to learn these swordsmanship, he can call the data immediately to learn these skills most accurately. Of course, whether to learn these skills depends on the fox's analysis results. If these swordsmanship is indeed very useful, then Lance will consider learning one or two subjects.
Chapter completed!