A steaming broth, a small pot of fresh fruits and vegetables, three buttered bread and other dessert meals were immediately sent. Lance ate it in front of everyone without any image.

After all, he has been hungry for a day.

"Chief Chef Hog is a very talented person." While eating, Lance thought to himself. Everyone who can survive in Viscount Castle is not a simple person, at least his ability to observe words and expressions has reached a very high level. For example, Chief Chef Hog, this guy is responsible for the meals of Viscount and his children in the castle. After dinner, it is not easy for Lance to eat these things. But just tonight, Hog arranged the kitchen to serve Lance such a sumptuous dinner within three minutes.

This is why he was able to serve as the chief chef in Viscount Castle for nine years.

Lance didn't mind the flattery of these servants. After all, he was very happy to eat better. The Viscount on the side held the animal skin and asked in disbelief: "Amman, is this true?"

The Amman Wizard replied again with great certainty: "There is no doubt that this is the standard rune of secondary meditation... I can't even find a little bit of picky about it. Master Lance painted it too standard. I can't even believe that he can draw such a rune in three minutes, and many second-level wizards cannot do this. I can only say that if this qualification can be maintained, he will be a spell genius!"

The Viscount and everyone looked at each other. They were both ordinary people and could not see the outlines on the runes at all. Because of the Amman wizard, everyone was careful not to deliberately interpret the runes on the animal skin, otherwise the power of the spell would hurt them, such as idiots.

Viscountess Nancy obviously couldn't accept this. She looked suspiciously at Lance who was eating and drinking wildly, and then at Amman, who was also shocked but with a happy look, and believed that there must be something tricky in it.

"Is it because Amman took Lance for some benefit and deliberately helped him fake it?" After thinking for a long time, Nancy had only one in her mind that could explain the current situation. If Amman hadn't done anything secretly, how could Lance go from a useless waste to a magic genius?!

She had a blue face and wanted to speak several times, but when she saw Viscount's joyful look, she forced herself to swallow the words in her throat. Viscount trusted Amman quite well, and with his favor for Lance, if she spoke rashly, she might anger Viscount.

"Now is not the time, let this kid be proud for a while." Nancy thought to herself, she held Bich, who was full of dissatisfaction, and smiled, "Then congratulations, Lance. I didn't expect that you have learned a lot in the past six months."

Who knew that Lance didn't hear the words of the eldest lady holding a gun and a stick in his ears. He was so hungry that he swallowed a sip of bread and took another sip of the hot soup. Then he looked at the Viscountess blankly and said in a speechless manner: "Madam, what did you say just now? Sorry, I'm so hungry..."

Nancy was almost trembling all over. This time she simply didn't bother to laugh, so she just snorted and said, "Don't turn her face."

Lance looked at everyone, nodded and smiled at Erin, who was full of joy, and continued to deal with the food on the table.

...

The hall was quiet, with no sound, only Lance's swallowing.

Everyone looked at each other, the wizard Amman and the Viscount were smiling. Viscount Ryan, who was just anxious to convene a meeting, seemed to have suddenly relaxed at this moment, just sitting there waiting. The Viscount was waiting, and the rest did not dare to say a word.

It took Lance a long time to fill his stomach and burp it.

Viscount, who is very polite in daily life, rarely tolerated Lance's vulgarity, but instead smiled and said, "Are you full? If not, I'll let Hogg do something more."

Lance shook his head: "Thank you, my father, but I'm already full."

The viscount breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes became extremely complicated. He handed the skin in his hand to Amman and pondered: "Since you can write this rune, it means you can enter the next step in the wizard's learning. Forget about the church affairs, forget it."

"Every day after tomorrow, you will learn from Amman. Regarding the cost of learning..." Viscount frowned. Learning magic was very expensive. Lance's half-year expenses were still a considerable expense for him who owned a large area of ​​territory on the West Coast.

Seeing that something was wrong, the eldest lady suddenly interrupted: "Dear, although Lance spent a lot of money every month before, she still needs to have the investment she needs to learn magic. I suggest maintaining the previous level unchanged."

This sentence seems to be for Lance, but in fact it is because he is afraid that Lord Viscount will increase his investment in Lance if he is happy. Lance is able to write a secondary meditation rune, which proves that he is not far from the wizard. In this case, it is fortunate that Viscount does not increase its investment in Lance. The eldest lady does not expect Viscount to reduce this fee.

Viscount Ryan glanced at the eldest lady and nodded: "Okay, it remains unchanged for the time being, and there are still three hundred gold coins per month."

Erin and Sabina looked at Lance with envy. They only had ten gold coins a month, and Lance was thirty times that of theirs; and Bitch looked at Lance with a lot of jealousy and resentment. She could not tolerate such unfair treatment.

Nancy let out a long sigh, she felt very unhappy, but her face seemed to be happy for Lance.

"Thank you, my father." Lance was not too excited. Learning spells was indeed very expensive. He would definitely not be able to do it alone. Only by getting the support of the entire territory can there be a possibility.

Amman nodded with some relief and said, "In terms of study costs, old man, please don't worry. In addition to the money you paid, I will also provide Lance with certain spell materials."

As soon as this said, everyone was shocked, and Lord Viscount showed a surprise smile.

If Lance had just learned magic from Amman before, then Amman's words completely established Lance's position in the Viscount's territory. He would become the disciple of Amman's wizard - a student and a disciple, and the two were in themselves two relationships. The latter obviously came more intimately.

Lance said gratefully: "Thank you, teacher!"
Chapter completed!