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Chapter 14 Flying Immortals Outside the Sky

Chapter 14 Flying Immortals Outside the Sky
The new ancient language learned from the students of Franklin completely wiped out the last trace of suspicion in Peggy's heart. After teaching several new ancient language in a row, Norman looked at the little girl in front of him. Even if he admits that he is not a mage now, the little girl will definitely not believe it.

He has a huge amount of knowledge of ancient Chinese, pure pronunciation, and the difficult knowledge of forming words. He even used a spell once! ——Peggy has always kept in mind the spell that "changed her fate" that Norman said before ——how could such a gentleman not be a mage?
Norman's status as a mage is completely confirmed.

"...the old saying 'head' refers to the head, our head, the head of a pig, the head of a cow, the head of a sheep, etc., are all 'heads'. You should learn the pronunciation first, put this Read the old saying a hundred times..."

Norman taught in a mess.

He wasn't a real mage, let alone a teacher. He didn't have the experience to teach Peggy well, so after he finally entered teaching, his teaching method was completely random. Specifically, he used a lot of nonsense tactics to add It is composed of a lot of free play time of Peggy. For example, every time an old saying is taught, Peggy is asked to recite it a hundred times first, and the time is dragged madly.

Norman's teaching method, which is very different from Mr. Benson's, did not cause any backlash. At the beginning, when Norman asked to read it a hundred times, Peggy was also taken aback.

Not to mention Mr. Benson, even from the mouths of several of her students who studied under other mages, she has never heard of such a teaching method.And Peggy, who is studious and inquisitive, immediately raised her own questions to Norman.

"Mr. Norman, you mean, read it a hundred times?"

Norman nodded without thinking, "Yes." He also saw Peggy's surprise, and he thought of an excuse and said, "Your pronunciation is very strange, and it can only be improved through a lot of pronunciation exercises. Correction, and the best time for correction is when you have just learned this old saying, so you will be asked to read it a hundred times."

Compared with Norman, Peggy's pronunciation is really strange, so Peggy has no doubts about Norman's explanation, and immediately accepts it.

Yes, what Mr. Norman said is very reasonable, well-founded, and convincing.And perhaps it is also because Mr. Norman's teacher adopted such a teaching method for him, so Mr. Norman's ancient Chinese pronunciation is so pure and pleasant.If I follow suit, maybe one day my pronunciation of ancient Chinese will be so pure!And when a person's ancient language pronunciation can already be so pure, why is he not a mage?

Thinking of this, Peggy was immediately full of energy, and no longer questioned Norman's teaching methods, and devoted herself to learning with boundless enthusiasm.

So one taught randomly, and the other studied seriously. Time passed quickly. After a while, the district church rang 8 bells, and it was time for Norman to return home after work.

And Norman's life in Cardenas gradually became more regular: he wandered around Cardenas during the day, went to the third district to "study" in the afternoon, and went to Colin's house to play his role in the evening. Mage characters earn Silver Gnar.Compared with the arduous life of a farmer who has to get up at dawn every day to work in the field until dark before going home to sleep, and every day of the year, his current life is undoubtedly much easier.

But people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants.

"I want to be a nobleman!"

After Norman poured down the ale in the cup, his eyes were reddish, and he said this proudly. The voice floated in the empty street, hit the surrounding walls and bounced back, forming a slight echo.

And when the night wind blew, his mind became even hotter.

It was night at this moment, 8 o'clock was already past, there was no one walking around on this street, only two groups of dark shadows on the left near the wall.The moonlight is good tonight, and the appearance can be clearly distinguished by the bright moonlight, so I saw two groups of figures, one was Norman with reddish face and eyes, and the other was an old man who looked five or sixty years old.

Both of them sat on the ground, and there was a small wooden barrel beside them. The mouth was opened, and when they got in, they could smell the poor malt liquor.In the hands of the two of them, they both held a large-caliber wooden cup with wine in it.

This is where Norman has slept for the past two days—he's been sleeping here since the day he started pretending to be a mage.And after these two days, he also got to know the old alcoholic that day, and his "sleeping friend" Thomas, who was the old man in front of him.

Thomas should be a tramp, the kind who begs for a living. Guys like this are not uncommon in Cardenas.The difference between Tomas and the other homeless people is probably that Thomas used all the money he begged for every day to buy wine and drink, so Norman always looked like he was full of alcohol every time he saw him.

"I will pass the exam at the Cardenas Church School in a month, then I will be able to enter the Church School, then I will become a mage, and finally, I will be able to get the canonization of the king and become a real magician. noble!"

Norman looked at Thomas with the help of wine, explaining his plan.

"Then, the son of a farmer, will be a nobleman! I will eat meat every day, and I will no longer sleep in the street, on a bed made of the softest straw, and drink noble wine at every meal instead of those Odd-tasting river water...and bards will tell my story everywhere!"

Norman imagined that beautiful scene, his mind was agitated, and he couldn't help himself.

It's hard to hold too many things in your heart, and you always have to find someone to confide in, but Norman has no one to confide in: Peggy's family regards him as a mage, he obviously can't tell them his truth, and In front of the students who were "robbed" by him in the third district, he needs to maintain his majesty to make them obedient, and it is obviously impossible to confide his feelings to those children, so he can only confide all this to Tomas up.

After all, Tomas is just a tramp that no one cares about, and he is also a guy who gets drunk all day long. It is difficult to see him sober during the day, so it is safe to confide in him.

"Congratulations."

Seeing that Norman invited him to drink, Tomas congratulated absently, then quietly tilted the wine barrel next to him, filled his glass with wine, grabbed it and took a big gulp.

Obviously, he has no sense of identity with Norman's lofty ambitions. In his opinion, maybe wine is the only meaning of life.

There was still a lot of wine, even with Tomas' capacity for alcohol, this barrel of wine was enough for them to drink for half a day, but suddenly, Tomas stood up without warning.

"...What do you think the noble master eats every day? Some people say that they eat bread every day, and some people say that they can eat it every day..."

Norman was struggling with the question of "what do nobles eat?", and was taken aback by Tomas' sudden standing up. He stopped talking all of a sudden, and looked at him eagerly.

Then, he saw Tomas, an old alcoholic, swiftly rushing to the blue door on this wall, reaching into his arms with one hand, and took out a key at once, while holding the key tightly with the other hand. He clutched his own glass of wine tightly and did not let go.Finally, he inserted the key into the hole of the door, and opened the door as soon as he turned it. The whole person jumped in with a "wow", and then closed the door with his backhand.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, and Norman was not given time to react. After Norman reacted, the door was already closed.

So Norman stood up, stared blankly at the door, and finally finished what he had just said.

"……Meat?"

How did he get in there?Could it be that this old alcoholic is the owner of the house next door?But I finally made up my mind to buy a barrel of wine, and kindly asked him to drink it together, why did he suddenly enter the room without finishing the drink?It's like there are devil's minions chasing him behind his ass.And since he is the owner of this house, why does he still sleep on the street every day? ...

The amount of information that flooded up in an instant was too great, and Norman was stunned to react.And at this moment, he heard some voices again.

Crashing, resembling the sound of clothes being blown by the wind.But the strange thing is, this voice seems to come from the sky?

Norman subconsciously turned around, raised his head, and looked up to the sky.

The moonlight is like water, the night stars are rare, and the bright moon as big as a millstone hangs in the sky.

With the moon as the background, a figure is slowly descending from the sky, as if walking from the middle of the moon.The rattling sound that Norman heard was the clothes on her body—her clothes were very long and big, and when they fell, they were blown backwards by the wind, making her body seem to be stretched backwards.

Someone who can fly?

It was the first time Norman saw such a scene, and he was dumbfounded. He just stared blankly, and his eyes followed the man's movement from top to bottom, and finally flattened.

The man had fallen to the ground, just two steps away in front of him.

In the bright moonlight, it can be seen that this is a woman.

After seeing the woman's face clearly, Norman shouted in shock in his heart.

He has seen her!

(End of this chapter)

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