Your notoriety is known to everyone.

"I understand. I'll follow the professor's instructions in everything." Rogers replied sincerely as his body adjusted to relax from its stiffness.

He dared to reveal this knowledge freely because he deeply understood Kuli's character and knew Kuli's impression of him.

And judging from the other party's reaction, the benefits this time seem to be much higher than the last conversation with Alana.

"First, come with me to the alchemy teaching platform and watch me teach you the art of engraving arrays. I will have a good talk with you after today's class is over."

Kuli was very satisfied with Rogers' obedient attitude, and then asked him to follow him to the teaching workbench.

After exchanging a glance with Elena, Rogers quickly followed Professor Kuli.

He felt a little impatient in his heart, and was even wondering how much that knowledge could help him grow in strength.

After all, in addition to being engraved on physical objects, magic circles can also participate in the release of spells, and are one of the necessary conditions for the formation of domain magic.

"Is Rogers going to be okay? Was Professor Kuli angry just now?" Lufia patted her chest, looked at the direction Rogers left, and spoke with concern with lingering fear.

Several students around him had the same question in their minds. They had no idea what Rogers was saying to Professor Kuli, but they vaguely understood that it should be knowledge about geometry.

But why would a simple intellectual conjecture cause Professor Kuli to react in that way?

"He was angry. Rogers, with his shallow guesses, tried to teach Professor Kuli as a mentor.

"Even in the course of the narration, I vaguely mocked Professor Kuli's ignorance, which aroused the professor's anger.

"But seeing how partial the professor is to him, he probably values ​​his talent. I guess he'll just give him a few words of reprimand at most, and nothing will happen."

Elina turned to look at Lufia and explained in a soothing tone.

Her voice was quite loud and the people around her could hear it clearly, and they all showed expressions of understanding.

As expected of Rogers, only the little devil of Hilmiin would dare to do such a bold thing.

The changes in the expressions of several people were reflected in Elina's eyes, making her breathe a sigh of relief imperceptibly.

Then she gritted her teeth secretly, not understanding why she had to help Rogers clean up the mess just because of a look from him.

"Can I share an alchemy table with you?"

Alice came to Elina's side with a gentle inquiry, her eyes were bright and gentle, and her smile was filled with just the right amount of friendliness.

"Because the number of students gathered at the alchemy platform where I am is a little bit higher than usual, I wanted to make room for them. And I saw that there are only two of you..."

She met Elina's calm gaze and carefully explained her experience.

"They gathered so many people just to get close to the Saint. This problem can be solved well after you leave." Elena replied indifferently, with neither acceptance nor rejection in her words.

Lufia observed Elena's reaction and also put on a distant look, not actively responding to the saint's words.

After spending a long time with Elena, she could clearly feel that Elena didn't like the Saint very much, and even had an inexplicable resistance to her.

"Thank you."

Alice thanked them and came over to the two of them. She didn't say anything more, but just waited quietly for the practical course to begin.

Not long after, a pair of fiery red hands made of magic suddenly appeared in front of the three people, and the carving knife was also held in its hands.

"Everyone, open the fourth page of the textbook. I will engrave the energy-gathering structure of a simple single-body magic array. Please read carefully.

“When I’m engraving, I’ll evenly inject magic power into the engraved patterns. Once the engraving is successful, I can also absorb the magic circle from the stone slab.

"Although it won't last long, you can still use it to amplify the power of ordinary spells."

Kuli's voice reached the ears of every student, and his magic hands also demonstrated how to carve out exquisite lines, as well as various details and angles.

Each of his cuts was precise, without a trace of hesitation or mistake. Everything was so smooth, as if the operation had already become instinct.

When all the carvings were completed, magic power flowed between the simple lines, and the entire magic circle showed a dazzling brilliance.

"Sir Saint, would you like to start first?"

When the demonstration phase was over and the students were about to try to carve it themselves, Alina glanced at Alice and asked if she wanted to start first.

"Miss Elina, do you want to start first?"

Alice's lips formed a pure and well-proportioned smile, and she responded with the same question in a soothing tone.

The Saint was usually very gentle in front of Saint Herte's students, and she would express her opinions in a calm tone whether she was speaking or responding to others.

The rhythm of her speech was always so leisurely and calm, making people feel relieved and at ease. Only when the students of Hilmi Academy insulted each other using Rogers's name did she show her majesty for the only time.

But Elina is different from other students. She has seen Alice dressed as a common girl in the market.

Alice was worried and frightened at that time, and even cried while hugging Rogers that night.

Therefore, to Elina, the saint in front of her was not so unattainable. She felt that she would not be affected by the so-called glory of the saint, and she had no mood to refuse.

"It doesn't matter who starts first, the results won't be much different anyway."

Elina picked up the paintbrush and carefully traced the magic circle according to the drawing in the book.

Ordinary students do not have Professor Kuli's skill of carving with one cut, so they have to use the brush strokes to assist in carving.

"Really? So that's what Miss Elena thinks." Alice agreed with a chuckle, watching her paint seriously.

"You don't need to think about it, it's just a fact that is bound to happen."

Elina's eyes were focused, her tone was firm, her fingers controlled the paintbrush flexibly and skillfully, her wrist moved lightly and smoothly, and every stroke was accurate, powerful, and without hesitation.

"No one can decide what hasn't happened yet." Seeing how determined the other party was, Alice showed some emotion and helplessness on her face: "So, can you please let the child wake up? I want to see her."

"Go ask Rogers, he caught them." Elina responded crisply, as if it had nothing to do with her. After a line segment was perfectly finished, she slowly raised her eyes, stared straight at Alice, and said with obvious mockery:

"And the child you mentioned is a cursed creature that was pointed at Rogers and almost killed him."

Chapter 49: Some things cannot be given by later generations; some things cannot be given to later generations (two in one)

"Without Rogers's permission, the child would never actively hurt him."

Alice seemed to be unaware of the mockery in the words, and responded slowly and affirmatively. Even when facing Elena's questioning gaze, her expression did not change at all.

Seeing the Saint's firm attitude, Elina couldn't help but think that this might really be the case...

She was well aware of Rogers' character, which had the word "profit-seeking" engraved in his bones.

Anything that Rogers takes the initiative to do will surely bring him rewards and benefits. However, if he is passively involved in an event, Rogers will go even further to gain benefits for himself, as if he would suffer a great loss if he leaves without gaining anything.

Let’s think back to the Shadow Demon who chose to reflect Logos but was still very stupid.

Elina suddenly felt that this might be the spoils that Rogers had snatched back from his mentor.

"I was partly responsible for its creation. I just wanted to see it and, if possible, take back something that originally belonged to me."

Alice spoke softly and with a sincere tone, doing her best to show her respect and kindness.

However, after hearing this, Elina just put the paintbrush aside silently, then picked up a carving knife, pondered for a moment, and asked in a cold voice:

"Water that has sunk into the yellow sand cannot be retrieved. Why do you arrogantly think that you can see it if you want to, and you can take it back if you want to? Is it because of your status as a saint?"

"No, I'll put aside my identity as a saint and go to see her and take her." Alice's face showed an unstoppable determination, and she looked at Elena without giving in.

The Saint is the most important dividing line in her life. The world before she awakened her bloodline and the world after she awakened her bloodline are so divided and different.

In this huge gap, Rogers is the only one who runs through it.

Although Rogers had undergone tremendous changes like her since that day, she firmly believed that the essence of both of them was still the same as when they were in Breed's territory.

She could clearly sense that after learning that she was a saint, Rogers did not become as blindly worshipful and respectful as others, and still maintained an attitude of equal interaction with her.

When she is in the "world of becoming a saint", Rogers is now the only person who will not give her the title of saint.

"But you know what? Some things, once they're gone, they're gone.

“No matter how hard you try to dig, you can’t find it again, because it has fundamentally dissipated and no longer exists.

"Lady Saint, do you really not understand these simple truths? Why do you have to let someone explain them clearly?

"All those things you rejected and were unwilling to accept in the past have long since turned into nothingness. He can no longer give them to you, nor to anyone else..."

Elina turned her gaze back, her brows slightly furrowed, and she gently brushed the blade of the carving knife with her fingertips, and then began to draw lines on the hard stone slab along the lines she had just drawn.

At this point, the two fell into silence again, but this silence did not seem peaceful.

Elina looked like she was carving a magic circle, but her neat and tidy movements gave people the illusion that she was venting some kind of emotion.

The harsh crackling sound, which continued to ripple as the carving knife fell, was much louder than the surrounding burning sound and made people feel more uncomfortable.

Alice pursed her lips tightly and stared at the unfolding lines, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She could hear the criticism in Elena's words, and there was also a hint of jealousy in the criticism.

But at this moment, apart from looking at the depiction of the magic circle, she didn't know what else to do or say.

Although it is a simple single magic circle, a misplaced outline or an incorrect line will cause the magic circle's effectiveness to disappear or be distorted.

Every symbol and every pattern carries a specific meaning and function. These patterns that represent the gathering, guiding and releasing of magic power must be coherent and smooth.

Therefore, you must be extremely cautious and meticulous. Only in this way can the magic circle be successfully constructed and it will be possible to use it for your own benefit.

Fortunately, even though she was venting her anger, after Elina carved the last stroke, the magic circle still emitted a magical glow that represented a successful carving.

She slowly sucked out the shadow of a circular disk with simple geometric shapes embedded in it from the stone slab, and finally shrank and condensed into her palm.

"Luffia, do you want to try it?" Elina took the used discarded stone slab aside, placed the new stone slab in place, then turned to ask her friend.

Lufia subconsciously glanced at Alice, and seeing the saint's kind, polite and humble expression, she nodded in response, took the paintbrush, and began to trace according to the book.

In fact, she had no ill feelings towards Alice. On the contrary, she quite liked this Saint.

Because not only did the other party help Rogers clarify the rumors, he also did not use the power of the saint to do anything immoral. Instead, no matter who he talked to, he always spoke in a friendly tone.

Unfortunately, for some reason, Elena seemed to hate the other person. Especially from the conversation just now that she didn't quite understand, she could more accurately realize to what extent Elena hated the saint.

However, although she did not understand those ambiguous words, she was not discouraged. Instead, she carefully memorized the words in her heart and planned to write them down in a small notebook after returning to the dormitory tonight.

Normally, she couldn't understand what Rogers and Elena were talking about, but she was too embarrassed to ask every time, so she developed this habit.

She also believed in herself that one day she would be able to understand the meaning of these words.

"You can go to the lawn around the library in the academy tonight. Rogers has something to give you, but the professor will probably keep him there until dark before he can go back to the dormitory. I'll tell him then that you're waiting for him."

Elina watched Lufia draw for a while, then spoke to Alice beside her in a flat tone.

Alice subconsciously clenched her hands when she heard that. Then she took a deep breath and responded with a smile: "Thank you, I will go."

When Kuli taught the course, he did not set a specific get out of class ending time. Whether students wanted to leave the classroom for a walk or go to the cafeteria to eat was up to them.

As time passed, the sun in the sky slowly approached the horizon, following rules that had not changed for who knows how many years.

As dusk falls, the sky gradually takes on a quiet and hazy color, with faint orange and light purple interlaced among the clouds, forming a vague and quiet portrait.

After class, Rogers was taken to Idrul's wooden house again. In addition to Kuli and Idrul, Alana also came for some reason.

Although the style of the wooden house was not much different from before, Rogers could still sense that everything in the house should have been replaced. He guessed that it was most likely that Idrul wanted to completely erase all traces of Caspar's stay here.

At this moment, he was sitting on a small stool woven with vines, and the three professors in front of him were sitting on wooden chairs, looking down at Rogers from above.

That’s right, that look clearly expressed that the three of them were observing at the moment.

Alana was in the middle, frowning. Idrul and Kuli were sitting on either side, both stroking their beards, looking stern and serious.

It didn't seem like he was looking at his students, but rather his gaze kept switching back and forth between examining and scanning.

"So, this child may not only have two high-level intelligence bonuses, but may even have a third one?!"

Kuli grabbed his beard fiercely, then stroked it back and forth with a painful look on his face, and asked in a complicated tone.

Idrul sneered and glared at him, and with a confident look on his face, he made a judgment: "Three? From what you said, four is not enough!"

"Dwarf King! You old liar who was raped by a bull moose! Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?!

"If this child is left to be taught by a selfish bastard like you, he might just pick up the same despicable character as you!

"If I find out that he has learned your bad habits of deception and dishonesty, I will definitely stick a fire stick into your eyes and let it come out of your throat!"

When Kuli heard Idrul's ridicule, flames of anger instantly ignited in his eyes. He pointed at the other party in an emotional state and cursed him like thunder.

When Kuli gradually calmed down, Alana rubbed her forehead and asked the two people beside her inexplicably:

"Is there a possibility? That is, this child actually has the blood of the Saint?

"When he took on the fate of the key and opened the lock that imprisoned the Saint, he developed a sympathy with his own bloodline and awakened together with it."

Alana made Idrul and Kuli fall into deep thought, and they couldn't help but carefully think about this somewhat outrageous possibility.

After a while, Idrull tried to raise a question: "The reason why the Saint's bloodline is called the Saint's bloodline is not because this bloodline can only be awakened by women?"