Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

"Actually, your mother and I discovered after you were born that you have a unique talent in physical ability and have physical qualities far exceeding those of your peers since you were a child."

I've thought about this a lot, and in the end, I've decided to send you to Fomalhaut for training. You should know what Fomalhaut is, right?

“Our family’s hidden department does almost everything,” Domi replied bluntly.

"That's right. The future is unpredictable. Even I am not absolutely certain that I can protect everyone in the family. You are my son, and I naturally do not want you to die in an accident, so I want you to grow up quickly."

Perhaps these words are too early for a child like you, but time waits for no one, and you must know this!

Domi thought about the reason, and there was only one:

Is it because my magical talent is only at the beginner level?

After a moment's hesitation, Carlos nodded:

"In today's world where magic is highly regarded, it is very dangerous for those in high positions to be without any skills to rely on."

I was thinking that since you can't achieve anything in magic, you should make use of your innate talent and develop it in the direction of physical abilities. It just so happens that the Beiluoshimen are all such assassins, which would be quite suitable for you.

But if you really don't have that kind of thought...

Before he could finish speaking, Domi immediately agreed!

The simple statement, "I can!" almost stunned Carlos.

Ever since he learned that there was an assassination organization in his family, he knew that he was definitely connected to them and that the best option was to join them.

Even a fool could guess how much villain value that would generate.

Unfortunately, I never had that opportunity.

And now, hasn't the opportunity come knocking on our door?

Carlos paused for a moment. He had originally intended to say that if Domi really didn't want to, he could simply pay a higher price to have people protect her at all times, or even go completely into hiding and live a life of seclusion in the city...

But he never expected Domi to agree so readily.

I'm a little unsure, I'll see.

Domi's eyes were flashing with an emotion called "eagerness".

Now he could be completely certain that Domi did not have any reservations.

However, the thought of his son undergoing the brutal training of the Northern Fomalhaut sect still made Carlos's heart ache, and even his tone of voice softened considerably.

"I've already spoken with Mr. Connor. We'll have a day where we teach cultural subjects in the morning and practice magic in the afternoon."

You don't need to attend the afternoon classes; I'll arrange for someone to provide special training.

"Domi, the training ahead will be very tough, but once you embark on this path, there's no turning back. Are you prepared?"

Before making the final choice, Domi asked, "Dad, your reason for sending me to Fomalhaut for training is to give me the ability to protect myself, right?"

Carlos nodded.

"If I complete my studies, will I be able to choose my own life?"

At this moment, Carlos recalled his promise to Greta and nodded once more:

"Of course, no problem. This is an agreement between your mother and me."

"If that's the case, then I think I'm prepared!"

Chapter 22 22 A Novice's Assassination Techniques

The living room in the side hall was converted into a small classroom.

The maids started setting up as early as the day Connor agreed to come: three small desks and chairs, a podium, and a magic blackboard.

The so-called magic blackboard is simply a blackboard with a matching magic pen that allows you to write freely on it. You can input a trace of magic of any attribute into the blackboard and control it to the place where you want to delete, thus performing the deletion operation. It is very practical.

However, such a blackboard is quite expensive to build, and it is usually only affordable for large colleges and noble families.

Connor, having prior experience with this method, quickly regained his skills, drawing a timeline in the black space and writing down major events:

The Lionheart Empire's predecessor—internal strife—restoration of order—ascension of a new emperor...

He doesn't even need textbooks for his lectures; students only need to bring their notebooks.

Below the slightly higher platform, Domi and his two older brothers were already seated in a row.

Watching these three young children eagerly awaiting the nourishment of knowledge, Connor couldn't help but recall his past teaching experiences. At times like these, his desire to share knowledge would surge forth.

"Being a teacher is wonderful," he thought to himself.

However, he becomes very serious with new students, as if he has a split personality:

"Now, let's review the history of the Lionheart Empire, starting with its predecessor."

"Take good notes so you can easily recall them. They'll be checked at the end of the semester and added to your participation grade..."

The teacher's voice suddenly filled the classroom, and the weight of history was spoken from his mouth, thus being passed on to the memories of the next generation.

The warm sunlight shone on the students' notebooks, and the childish handwriting, accompanied by the scratching sound of pencils, created a picture full of youthful vibrancy.

Occasionally, while lost in thought, I would glance out the window and see a bird perched on the windowsill tilting its head, its tiny pupils reflecting a diligent student writing furiously and two slacking off.

Connor's veins bulged, his eyebrows twitched, and he shouted sharply:

"Edward! Don't let your mind wander in class!"

"And you, Dominic! The maids outside the window aren't anything to look at!"

……

The morning classes were over quickly. Why do I say quickly? Because if you're completely lost in thought, no matter how long it takes, it's just a moment.

Domi thought he had listened to some of what was going on, but Edward was really just slacking off. He not only spaced out frequently, but his eyelids were also constantly drooping, and he only wrote down a few strange symbols in his notebook.

Of the three brothers, only Argyle listened attentively from beginning to end, and even remembered his notes in great detail.

So as soon as get out of class ended, the two of them seized the moment when Connor left the classroom and frantically snatched Argyle's notes.

In the end, of course, it was snatched away by the stronger Domi, who proudly waved the laptop around:

"Sorry, Edward, I don't have time to wait until tonight to finish it."

Edward, who failed to get one, was completely frustrated and asked in bewilderment:

"Dad already told you not to come this afternoon. You have plenty of time, why are you trying to take it from me?"

Domi naturally wouldn't tell him the truth; it was a secret between him and Carlos, so he just made up an excuse:

"I have a date with Kelsey tonight, so don't get involved with my notes~ That's all, I'm going to copy these now, call me when it's time to eat..."

"Damn it, you bastard..."

Time flies by during breaks, lunch, and naps.

When Edward and the others begin their afternoon lessons, Domi will also be heading to the castle's underground area to report for duty.

Gulu...

He stood in front of one of the doors leading to the basement and swallowed hard. Damn it, he panicked when it came time to actually start.

This is the same principle as going to a tutoring class for the first time.

Everywhere you look, there are strangers, unfamiliar surroundings, and unknown challenges.

He couldn't help but imagine the gruesome training methods in movies and TV shows that looked incredibly painful, like forcibly twisting bones or stepping on sharp spikes barefoot. Just thinking about these things made his legs tremble uncontrollably.

"No, no, we'll be laughed at if we go in like this. When have we ever been able to put up with that kind of humiliation? We need to build up our confidence!"

To regain her confidence and self-assurance, Domi immediately did a thousand consecutive draws.

At this point, only his all-powerful, resourceful father can give him a sense of security.

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Things are different now. Domi has a certain physical foundation, so even if she suddenly gains a few attribute points, she won't have an extreme reaction. At most, she'll feel hot all over and sweat a little, which she can take as a warm-up.

In addition, some assassination techniques were also put into his head.

For example, there are techniques like stabbing a certain spot that will instantly kill someone, as well as techniques like stabbing someone in the back, back stabs, and throat slitting.

At first glance, it seems quite extensive and comprehensive, but in reality, it's all very superficial, and when you actually put it into practice, there's an indescribable sense of awkwardness.

"As a beginner... the levels of assassination techniques are described quite vividly."

To put it simply, if you give him a dagger, he can come up with dozens of ways to kill someone in half a second, but the success rate is not high.

But in any case, this assassination came at just the right time, like sending charcoal in snowy weather!