Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 503 It smells so good
"As the son of Sir Claire, how can you be so hesitant in your actions!"

Captain Patton didn't tolerate it at all, glaring at him and yelling, "Like a woman, you have no backbone at all!"

Bevin pursed his lips and remained silent.

Although he was only thirteen years old, which in Yaro's previous life would have been the age of just entering junior high school, he had heard similar words far too often.

For example, on the morning of last year's Arro, Bevan shared with Baron Clare for the first time his frustration that when he read fairy tales to everyone, those rough men would always distort them into erotic stories.

Baron Claire replied coldly: 'As a lord, you should be mingling with them. Since they like it, why don't you just tell them erotic stories? Can't you bring yourself to say it? Why? Do you think such things are too vulgar, tarnishing your 'noble' status?'

For example, when Bevan was ten years old, he fell ill and felt dizzy. He mustered up the courage to ask the deceased old butler for leave, hoping to be exempted from a day of study.

The old steward lectured with a stern face: "Can a farmer not work if he is not feeling well? Can a soldier not go to the battlefield if he is not feeling well? As a nobleman, you do not have to endure the wind and rain like a farmer, nor do you have to face swords like a soldier. You can get up normally and ask for leave normally, so why can't you complete today's lesson normally?"

For example, when the great disaster struck the territory of Perrin, Bevan, whom his mother had sent out in advance, stopped his fleeing people and asked them about his mother's whereabouts.

Upon learning that her mother had become a demon, Bevan broke down in tears, while the refugees mercilessly hurled insults at the seven- or eight-year-old boy.
'As the son of a jinx, how dare you cry?'

From that moment on, it was as if no one in the world cared about his age, or whether he was suffering, tired, or in pain.

Especially at times like these, Bevin couldn't help but recall a stormy night from his childhood.

Amidst thunder and lightning, in the cold and empty castle, a young woman trembled as she held young Bevan, repeatedly murmuring, "Bevan, don't be afraid, Mommy's here, Mommy's here..."

Hmm... Mom's here.

Bevin glanced instinctively in the direction of his mother's room.

Oh, right, she... is no longer here.

……

Captain Patton, unaware of Bevan's minor emotional outburst, began to meticulously analyze the situation for Bevan once again.

"Although I haven't had direct contact with Yaro like you have, I've gained some understanding of him during my time in hiding."

"Mr. Yaro is knowledgeable, polite, and mature in many ways. But there is one thing you may not have noticed: in just the past six months, he has grown four inches taller, which is almost the height of a fist."

"This means he's actually quite young, at least not yet an adult!"

“Since he is not yet an adult, by looking at his knowledge, manners, and even his mature behavior in all aspects, we can tell that he comes from a very noble background!”

Captain Patton was filled with emotion: "Civilization is reflected in every aspect. Just think about the delicious food Mr. Yaro makes every day... Perhaps in his eyes, we are no different from savages in the jungle?"

At this point, he looked at Bevin with a serious expression.

"If little Heri is an isolated little savage, then you are at most the son of a savage chieftain. There is no essential difference in status or position."

They were all learning from him, and there was no difference in their status or position.

Little Heri takes every opportunity to stroll around near Mr. Yaro, while you hide in a corner, busy with your own things every day.

If Mr. Yaro really needs something, he'll have no choice but to call on little Heri for help. If he calls on Heri so often for trouble, how could he possibly forget about her when there's a benefit to be had?

Bevan understood what Captain Patton meant.

This means he wasn't proactive enough.

But Bevin couldn't take the initiative either. Partly because of his age and mindset, he couldn't cling to Yaro every day like little Heri, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

On the other hand, there are hidden health problems with him.

He needs to meditate, memorize some general magic tricks that Yarrow has chosen for him, practice his ability to control shadows, and reflect on the problems with his own abilities.

Let alone pestering Yaro, when Yaro lived in Perrin Castle before, he was even a little short on time for classes and often had to borrow class notes from little Heri to study.

His initial foundation was better than that of little Heri, but later on, every time Yaro temporarily left Perrin Castle, he would instruct, "If there's anything you don't understand, just ask Heri."

Bound by the principle of 'if you don't know, you don't exist,' Bevan couldn't let the servants at Perrin Castle know much of what he had learned.

Therefore, in the eyes of many servants, and even Captain Patton, little Heri, whose basic skills were originally worse than Bevin's, was actually able to become Bevin's teacher!
How much more have Heri learned every day by pestering Yaro?

Or is it... that Bevan is slacking off?

Bevin smiled, picked up the iron cage from the ground, and continued working, saying, "You don't understand."

Bevin did not become extreme due to his mother's sudden 'disappearance'.

The disaster brought those who remained at Perrin Estate closer together, making the entire estate feel like one big family.

Take, for example, the young guard Zeller we just met. He privately calls Bevin "Little Bevin" and dotes on him like his own younger brother.

—They only pampered him, without bullying him like they would a real younger brother, because of the difference in status, they could only exchange a few words with Bevan.

Bevan didn't want them to get hurt.

The best protection for them is to prevent them from accessing any knowledge related to witchcraft.

Bevan didn't care about the little misunderstanding.

"Yes, I really don't understand, but then tell me why!"

Bevin naturally wanted to learn more and more amazing knowledge, but he was too embarrassed to rush over like little Heri, and he didn't want to be honest about his thoughts, so he awkwardly said, "What little Heri and I learn is different."

"You're asking her because she's different?"

Captain Patton earnestly advised, "Don't be shy. A few days ago, Deputy Butler Dylan sent word that Yaro will be leaving in six months at most. If you don't learn as much as you can while he's still here, who will you learn from after he's gone? Little Heri? Can you guarantee she won't hide anything from you then?"
Only Mr. Yarrow wouldn't care.

Just as building a magical hot air balloon is an incredibly valuable skill for us, to him it's as insignificant as a penny in the hand of a great nobleman!

Half a year?

A sense of urgency rose in Bevin's heart, but he still stubbornly insisted, "Teacher Yarrow has already taught me the knowledge to become a wizard. Now I just need to find a way to improve myself. Perrin Castle is the best place for me to improve. Following Teacher Yarrow won't help me much, and other knowledge will only be of limited help to me. Besides, Heri doesn't need to learn how to become a wizard."

Is that so?
Captain Patton was puzzled and was about to ask again when a thud came from the window and a gray pigeon landed quickly.

He grabbed the letter from the pigeon's leg, glanced at it, and handed it to Bevan: "Mr. Yaro has asked you to go to Lan'er Village again. Since you can improve yourself better here, should you refuse him?"

"No need! Captain Patton, prepare my horse immediately!"

Um! So delicious!

(End of this chapter)