Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

"Eat the filling."

"The flesh is smelly."

At this moment, Jia Xiu felt his mind explode.

There is irrationality hidden in this rationality, and there seems to be a subtle sense of rationality under the irrationality.

It's like anxiously searching for your phone, unable to find it, and finally deciding to call to make it ring, only to suddenly realize the phone is in your hand.

Is this the power of the second level of intelligence?

When Jia Xiu was shocked to the point of being speechless, Emilia acted as if it was nothing unusual. She picked up a thin hook and put it into Ram's mouth, and in a few seconds, she dug out a piece of durian peel.

"How many times have I told you not to eat anything you don't want to eat?"

After scolding Ram, she picked up a handkerchief to wipe the saliva off her hands and smiled awkwardly at Jia Xiu.

"Sorry for making you laugh."

Seeing Emilia's performance, Jia Xiu confirmed two things.

First of all, although the combination of a princess and a human-ogre hybrid seems strange, they must be real friends, otherwise they wouldn't pick their throats so skillfully.

Secondly, Emilia now looks a little uneasy, which proves that she is not completely a political animal and still has moments of being like a normal person.

"It's okay, it's no big deal. I have a special friend like that too."

"Is such that."

In order to dispel Jia Xiu's doubts, Emilia took the initiative to explain.

“My childhood was not easy. My mother was just a maid in the palace, so I have been excluded ever since I can remember.

"At that time, I loved going to the circus to watch performances. Did you know that there was a kind of performance called freak show in the circus?"

"heard about it."

The so-called freak show is when a circus hires people with congenital deformities to exhibit and satisfy the audience's curiosity. Apparently, in this world, strange mixed-race people are also an option for freak shows.

"I saw Ram at a freak show. He was locked in an iron cage. The first time I saw him, I felt..."

"Suffering from the same problem?"

"Yes, that's what I meant. We felt sorry for each other, so I bought him, and he became my first friend in childhood."

"So you want to help him."

"Yes."

"Well, actually, financial sponsorship is not necessary. It's okay to owe someone a favor." Jia Xiu suddenly said.

Emilia's expression relaxed slightly. "I'll sponsor the funds, and I owe you a favor, so it's not impossible."

After telling the slightly sad background story, we still have to return to the key point.

Jia Xiu asked, "I don't understand why Ram insisted on applying to Saint-Dero. After all, he doesn't look that suitable. And if his level is not high enough, even if he is admitted to a good college, his future study and life will be very difficult."

He put it rather tactfully, to put it simply, why do you have to make trouble for yourself when there is nothing to do?

Ram himself answered the question.

"Ram believed in Torgan. Ram remembered that his mother believed in Torgan, so he wanted to forge and learn enchantment."

After removing the durian skin, Ram's voice became much more normal, though a little deeper and heavier than that of an average person.

As for Torgan, he is the god of forging and craftsmanship, a relatively positive god. His believers are mainly dwarves, as well as craftsmen of other races.

This other race does not include elves, because it is impossible for elves to believe in the same god as dwarves.

Now Jia Xiu understood that becoming a priest was to follow Torgan, and becoming a barbarian was a tendency of ogre bloodline.

Emilia continued, "Although Ram is a little clumsy, he's very talented in forging. His enchantment level is a bit low, but it's barely enough. The best magic craftsman master is at Saint Delo College."

As she introduced, she handed Jia Xiu a shield. It was Ram's work. The appearance was indeed a bit rough, but the workmanship was very fine.

Jia Xiu doesn't know how to forge, but he knows how to check information.

This shield is really good.

"And Ram is very lucky. Even if he's not very smart, he can just work harder and pass the written test by rote memorization and a little bit of luck."

Good luck?

Jia Xiu remembered the strong luck he had just seen in Ram's characteristics, and then expanded the detailed information of the strong luck.

Perhaps all the misfortunes were concentrated in his childhood, and after that, good luck was always on his side. He rarely triggered traps, attacks often missed him, and most of his guesses were correct, and he would occasionally encounter some surprises.

Is it such an exaggerated feature?

and many more.

Jia Xiu suddenly realized something.

Good luck, good at forging, and loves enchanting.

This is a holy body of materials science!

Even if it's not used for anything, you can just put it in the lab for display.

Emilia added, "You don't have to go to the extent of cheating for Ram. Just try to help as long as it doesn't affect your own exam."

"I will try my best."

Jia Xiu thought about introducing this "mascot" to Margaret and finding a way to bring her into the group. Joining the group wouldn't affect his continued research on forging.

"Ram is very obedient."

Ram only looks fierce, but he is actually emotionally stable and has a gentle temperament. After all, he didn't say anything even when his throat was scratched like that.

"You're still eating nonsense even though I'm being obedient!"

Emilia's tone was like she was scolding a naughty child...

Chapter 32: There are many gods and people in big cities

When Jia Xiu returned to the garden to look for Bubu, he didn't expect to see such a scene.

Against the backdrop of the sunset, Bubu was lying on the ground, still holding up his half-pulled scissors in one hand.

Guido stood opposite with his arms folded.

"Become stronger, Bubu. No matter how many years pass, I will be waiting for you. Continue to hone your strong will and surpass this sword."

Bubu noticed Jia Xiu coming and said with difficulty.

"Boss, I'm sorry to have worried you. I want to become the strongest knight. I won't lose again!"

The atmosphere was a little tragic, as if it had burned out.

At this moment, Jia Xiu felt as if he was hallucinating the BGM.

He hurried to Bubu's side.

"Bubu! Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Bubu turned over and stood up.

"Huh? If you're fine, then why are you lying on the ground?"

"If you get hit, you have to fall down on your own." Bubu answered as if it was a matter of course.

"..."

Jia Xiu's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he took a long time to utter a word.

"Reasonable."

I was quite into the role.

At this moment, a prompt suddenly popped up.

[Contracted Undead Bubu experienced a hearty battle, gained many insights, and was promoted. Strength +1]

【属性：力量4/敏捷18/体质3/智力4/感知16/魅力28】

Does Bubu have growth potential?

This is a cultivation-based undead!

It’s good to get into the role, it’s so good to get into the role.

Jia Xiu didn't expect such a pleasant surprise.

If Bubu can develop his strength, it is not impossible for him to become a knight who is proficient in both physical and magical skills in the future.

Moreover, the strength can be improved and the practical value is also excellent.

As we all know, carrying weight is always a headache for adventurers.

Quido, who was standing there, was amused by their interaction.

"Haha, interesting. To be honest, Bubu is quite talented in swordsmanship. If we find a good teacher for him, he will hopefully become an excellent swordsmanship master."

"really?"

Hearing the praise from the senior knight, Bubu immediately became energetic.

"Of course, a knight must be honest."

"Boss, I'm very talented in swordsmanship!"

Bubu jumped around happily, with the big hat on his head swaying.

After bidding farewell to Her Highness Emilia, Jia Xiu boarded the griffin carriage back to the inn.

In the car, Jia Xiu suggested: "We need to find you a swordsmanship teacher so you can hone your skills during training."

“Will it be expensive to find a teacher?”

Bubu was still thinking about their lack of money.

"Don't worry, your boss will definitely be able to earn you enough money to find a teacher to learn swordsmanship."

If Bubu can keep practicing and getting stronger, then the money will be well worth it.

"But he's very short, only as high as my knees. What if I can't learn well?"