Mystery: At the start, you gain the uniqueness of the thief.

Chapter 146 Solomon can also become an apprentice

Trensault looked up at Rosen and said earnestly, "I don't want to miss this opportunity, Your Highness. This may be the only chance I ever have to see you, so I'd like to recommend myself. I do have some strengths that might be of use to you—"

Trensault then actually went on to describe his strengths and advantages.

Rosen didn't interrupt him, listening quietly. After listening, he smiled and said, "I think I understand why you have so many people's support."

The other party is very eloquent and knows how to seize opportunities. No wonder in the original work, Trensust was able to become the judge first and gain the support of the Six Gods.

"What?" Terence was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

Rosen didn't explain, but simply smiled and said, "Since you're so eager to become my student, I'll grant your wish. From today onwards, you'll be learning from me!"

Trensault's eyes lit up immediately, and he even bowed deeply, saying, "Student greets teacher!"

Rosen smiled at the sight, then glanced at Medici beside him, the meaning clear—"Look how well-behaved my student is!"

Medici gritted his teeth, his gaze involuntarily falling on Tudor. Before Tudor could say anything, the other bowed in equal graciousness.

"Student Tudor greets his teacher!"

The Red Angel was pleased.

Solomon, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't understand how things had developed like this. The series of events today was so unexpected that Solomon even had the illusion that he was dreaming.

But one thing Solomon was certain of—from this day forward, the fates of his two assistants might be very different.

Solomon finds it hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but at least for now, it may not be too bad.

"Solomon, if you envy them, you can ask Sasriel. Sasriel probably wouldn't mind having another student."

Just as Solomon was feeling conflicted, he suddenly heard Rosen speak out.

"Your Highness is joking—" Solomon said almost instinctively.

Rosen patted him on the shoulder seriously and said, "I'm not joking, I'm serious."

Solomon's words got stuck in his throat.

At this moment, Trensust leaned closer to Him and whispered, "Boss, why don't you give it a try? I don't think the teacher would lie to us. Even though you're already Sequence 2, if you can become the Dark Angel's student, Lord—"

What a bright future that is!

Trensault almost wrote that sentence in his eyes.

In God's Kingdom, who doesn't know that the Dark Angel is the incarnation of the Lord? What's the difference between being the Dark Angel's student and being the Lord's student?

"Don't follow His Highness's nonsense!" Solomon scolded lightly, but his thoughts also wandered a little at that moment.

Lord Sasriel, would you really be willing to become His teacher?

"So when you visited Osekus, you not only gave him some advice on stabilizing human nature, but you also took on students for yourself and Medici."

After listening to Rosen's enthusiastic sharing of his experiences that day, Saslier summarized with some surprise.

Even the Dark Angels didn't expect that Rosen's visit to Ocycus and the others would lead to all this trouble.

"Strictly speaking, I've also found you a student in reserve!" Rosen said with a grin. He picked up the juice that Sasriel had prepared for him, took a sip, and continued, "I think Solomon would be a good fit as your student, since you'll be allies in the future anyway."

"Nonsense!" Sasriel was somewhat amused and exasperated. He scolded him, but his tone was not harsh: "Aren't you afraid that Solomon will turn against you in the future?"

"What are you afraid of? With your status, Second Uncle, you're more than qualified to be Solomon's teacher. Besides, given your situation, if Solomon really turns against you, he won't be able to find another job!" Rosen said casually, biting his straw. "Moreover, with me around, he's even less likely to turn against you."

"What you said—isn't really wrong." Sasriel rubbed his temples. In a sense, Rosen's words were indeed correct.

"Forget it!" Sasriel shook his head, deciding not to dwell on the matter anymore.

If Solomon truly heeds Rosen's advice and probes the other's intentions, He wouldn't mind accepting him as a student. Conversely, if Solomon doesn't have this intention, Sasley isn't prepared to force him.

Sasriel then looked at Medici, hesitated for a moment for once, and then said, "You—you really want to take Tudor as a student? If it's Rosen's—intention, actually—"

"This was indeed my own decision." Medici interrupted him, the red angel looking towards the dark side of the Lord, his smile unrestrained and arrogant: "I'm not so intolerant of someone who knows nothing, and besides, this matter is indeed very interesting."

Sasriel was taken aback by His words, then as if he understood something, He suddenly laughed and said, "That's good."

After they finished speaking, Rosen raised his hand and asked, "By the way, where are Sasriel, Amon, and the others?"

Since he returned, he has neither seen Amon, nor Klein, nor Adam, which is actually quite unusual.

Sasriel's expression suddenly turned somewhat helpless. He said, "After you left, Amon declared that he also wanted to have his own pet, and then he went out. Adam and Klein were worried and followed him. They should be at—"

Although he didn't go out with the children, Saslir was clearly keeping track of their whereabouts and knew exactly where they were.

"That brat!" Rosen raised an eyebrow. He wasn't surprised by Amon's "if you have it, I must have it too" logic. He was more curious about what kind of pet Amon would eventually catch.

However, Rosen had no intention of going out to look for the brat, and he believed that Amon wouldn't want to see him go looking for him either.

So Rosen calmly chose to continue doing what he was doing, continuing to immerse himself in the sea of ​​books, and incidentally assigning homework to his newly recruited cheap students. He would also occasionally take the time to watch Medici beat Thudor in his daily life.

It was a complete thrashing. Medici's teaching method was simple and brutal: he would just hit his students and learn from their mistakes in real combat.

It really hurts when he hits someone, but he is also quite skilled at teaching people how to fight. So even though Tudor gets bruised and battered almost every day, he still grits his teeth and goes to the training ground on time every day.

This ambitious young man was unwilling to let go of any opportunity to become stronger.

"What a creepy guy. His pursuit of power has probably reached the point of obsession." Rosen chuckled as he watched Tudor being knocked to the ground time and time again in the training field, only to get back up again and again.