Your notoriety is known to everyone.

But what followed was widespread criticism, with many conservatives saying that Rogers Brid was simply a big devil who was disrupting people's originally peaceful lives.

Especially when the idea of ​​using a roller with blades to separate cotton was realized, a large number of craftsmen involved in this business lost their jobs. The situation was far more severe than the progress of gear structure.

Instead of discussing the benefits of the entire major change, the critics simply seized on this incident and continued to intensify their slander and cursing of Rogers.

However, Rogers' clothing design style is still spreading steadily over time and is not affected by the storm at all.

The current climate is like a furnace, with scorching heat waves rolling back and forth, making everything hot and dry.

The sky was blue and cloudless, without a trace of shade. The scorching sun shone directly on the earth, scorching every inch of the land.

The hot summer breeze makes the branches and leaves of the trees on campus sway, as if expressing their desire for rain and dew.

There was a large desk near the window in the living room of Rogers's wooden house, with piles of books on it.

Lufia sat at the table, holding a pen in her hand. She looked at the test questions in front of her, her eyelids twitching constantly, as if she would fall asleep in the next second.

Elina sat next to Lufia, holding the latest newspaper in her hand. As she read, her hands gradually tightened the paper, and her knuckles slowly turned white from the exertion. A stern expression was clearly revealed on her pretty face.

"Irritable? Sage? Haha, what a good joke. Why couldn't it be published earlier..."

Her teeth clenched together with a dull grinding sound that accompanied each word, making each syllable more clearly audible.

Many of the feats that Professor Saint Herte longed for may be accomplished first by Elena as the Sunset Speech is passed down in world history.

"Luffia, am I irritable?"

She tried to slow down her breathing, slowly closed the newspaper, put it on the table, and asked her friend beside her.

Lufia's dizzy head shook, and she tried her best to open her eyes. When she saw Erina's posture that looked like the precursor of a volcanic eruption, she immediately showed a well-behaved and bright smile and immediately praised:

"How could that be! Only a person with a sane mind would think that my most gentle and kind Elina is irritable!"

As she spoke, she looked at the scratches on the test paper caused by dozing off, and covered them with her hand guiltily, thinking that Elena was angry about it.

crunch--

With a huge white leaf on his head to block the sunlight, Rogers pushed open the door and walked in.

Although today was a rest day, after Idrul's repeated requests, he still went to a plant cultivation room and cooperated with Idrul to conduct experiments.

It was not until he finished talking about Mendel, the pea master, on his insights into the inheritance of plant traits that he was able to break free from Idrul's entanglement.

"Sage, you're back really early. Have you had lunch yet?"

The corners of Elina's lips rose slightly, but there was no smile on her face, and her eyes were fixed on Rogers.

"Burp... I ate a lot of fruit and I feel a little full." Rogers closed the door, patted his abdomen, and walked straight behind the two of them.

He looked at Elina's expression, then at Lufia's guilty look, and began to teach her skillfully:

"Knowledge is power! Elina is for your own good. Did you make her angry again because of your laziness?

"My little princess, hiccup, you are still young. In the future, you will definitely be grateful for Elena's strictness towards you now..."

Upon hearing this, Lufia pursed her lips, frowned, raised her hands to cover her ears, and impatiently rejected Rogers' seemingly never-ending nagging.

As he was talking, Rogers realized that something seemed wrong. He saw that Elena's eyes were always on him, with no intention of looking away.

Instinctively, he looked at the crumpled newspaper on the table. He plucked the leaves above his head and placed them on the table. Then he slowly picked up the newspaper and saw the title "Sage or Demon? How Rogers Brid became what he is today" reflected on the top of the newspaper.

The content initially describes his simple growth experience, then goes on to describe in great detail the anecdotes during his fanatical pursuit of the saint, and then the story of his verbal engagement with Elena, which was brought together by the two families.

"Has the technology been innovated again? Can it be put into use so quickly? How come they have started to print this kind of thing? Newspapers in the past would not use precious space to place such jokes."

Rogers scratched his chin lightly, then turned the page and saw the chapter written by Malacombe.

"Why does Rogers Brid, a great sage who grew up in bullying, have such profound insights into psychology?"

It details what Malacombe saw and heard in Saint Herta, and describes how the first-year students slandered Logos.

It is speculated that Rogers may have started thinking about issues of spirit and consciousness after suffering psychological trauma due to the poor treatment he received from the students.

"Are you kidding?" Elena asked calmly as she looked at Rogers who was absorbed in reading.

Upon hearing this, Rogers put down the newspaper in his hand, put the white leaf back on his head, and said calmly: "Professor Idrul's experiment may still have problems. I need to go back and help him correct it."

"Wait a minute, in a few days, Saint Herte's Gate will open trials in advance to test which students have the ability to be promoted to Silver. Those who perform well may even enjoy the foundation ceremony." After saying this, Elena took out a letter from her uniform sleeve pocket and handed it to Rogers.

"Time flies so fast. We have been in school for such a long time." Rogers responded and reached out to take the letter.

For students who are selected to join Saint Herta, there is basically no threshold for promotion from Iron to Bronze. Similarly, it is not difficult to be promoted from Bronze to Silver. What they lack is only the accumulation of strength.

Rogers remembered that in the plot of the academy line, one year after the Saint entered school, nearly fifty students of the same grade were promoted to silver.

However, unlike bronze, the silver rank will be clearly divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced levels based on various indicators. The difficulty of each step will increase several times, far exceeding the promotion from bronze to silver.

As for the gold level, it is an even more distant thing.

Taking advantage of this trial at the gate, perhaps I can find a way to let Alice get the [Enlightenment Special] in advance.

As Rogers pondered, he lowered his eyes to look at the bright red wax on the letter in his hand. The mark was not a conventional shield or round emblem, but a rough eagle head.

He tore open the envelope and took out the letter. As he read, his expression became increasingly strange.

The sender of the letter is Alkan, the young chief of the Santan tribe. The other party hopes to have a traditional tribal knight fight with him. The rules are that each side will lead 100 cavalrymen to capture the flag, and the rank of the cavalrymen under their command shall not exceed bronze.

If Alkan fails, he promises that the Santan people will never set foot in the Green Valley again; if he wins, he will not ask Roger for any bets.

"They must have realized that your words during the negotiation were not false, but they were not too true either. They were fooled and delayed for so long, and they were a little angry.

"That Arkan should have reached the Silver Rank. How strange! Is this the way nomads think? Or is there some other plot behind this?"

Rogers handed the letter to Elina, wondering if he could get the other party to increase the number of cavalry to 666.

Elina took the letter and glanced at it casually before putting it aside. She looked at Rogers as he was about to leave, and her tone became colder: "Do you think I'm irritable?"

[Elina Dewen uses the foresight bonus on you to judge the truth and falsehood. Your next words will be judged. 】

She watched Rogers pause for a moment, then added, "Just answer yes or no, don't beat around the bush or speak half-truths.

"Otherwise, you will see what real rage is like."

[Ignorance bonus is passively triggered, please choose whether to pass the judgment. 】

The moment the second message popped up, runes representing speed, agility, amplification and other meanings suddenly lit up around Rogers. He rushed towards the door and disappeared into the house in the blink of an eye.

Lufia saw Elina chasing after him, and then stretched her neck to watch through the window as Rogers was thrown to the grass. A gloating expression blossomed on her cheeks, and she whispered in a low voice: "I'll let you scold me."

Soon after she looked away, she yawned again, raised her white hand and supported her chin with her wrist.

As if induced by the summer fatigue and the cicadas' chirping outside, her eyelids gradually became heavy again, sleepiness appeared on her face, and as her eyes closed, she finally fell into a peaceful sleep.

Chapter 4 What have you done to my body? (k)

Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for the first-year students to face the second trial in front of the door.

On a scorching midsummer night, the air is heavy and oppressive heat still permeates the campus.

The sky was shrouded in darkness, and the stars flickered faintly, as if trying to resist the erosion of heat.

The trees are no longer active under this high temperature, and the leaves hang down silently. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the branches sway gently, as if sighing at the unbearable heat.

Rogers was sitting at the desk in the living room, holding the Möbius loop-shaped magic ribbon in one hand, and holding a pen in the other hand to draw lines on the paper, studying and improving the magic return technique described by Alina.

"My father has agreed to help the unemployed textile workers in the territory and help them set up public schools for education on a large scale, but we still have to get financial compensation from your family first." Alina sat next to Luo Gesi Next to him, he was flipping through the letters and said aloud.

"As soon as possible, people's inertia is very strong. If they are used to being simple manual laborers, or returning to the countryside in large numbers, it will be difficult to try to get them back." Rogers nodded to express his clarification, and then replied. .

"How could something like this happen so quickly?" Alina sighed, looked sideways at the other party, and asked in confusion:

"And your "Summary of the New Protection of the People Act" doesn't look like something a nobleman could write. Do you think that through this, you can try to restore your reputation that has already fallen into decline?"

Luo Gesi paused slightly when he heard the words, rubbed the penholder with his fingertips, and said with rare seriousness:

“Everyone in the world thinks that the value of workers is becoming dispensable due to the birth of new machines, but in fact it is just the opposite. Talents, especially those who can recognize daily vocabulary and understand basic arithmetic, will become increasingly valuable.

“As workshops disappear one by one and large factories are built one after another, manpower will also become increasingly precious and scarce.

"This is a big tide, an unstoppable tide. You will understand it more clearly in a few years."

After finishing speaking, he pinched the magic ribbon in his hand, raised his arms and stretched hard.

Alina tilted her head slightly, looking at Rogers' casual but extremely determined expression. Her eyebrows raised slightly, and the light in her eyes gradually became brighter and hotter, as if filled with endless curiosity and desire.

"What kind of miracle do you have? That allows you to do such a thing."

As the girl leaned forward, Luo Gesi suddenly jumped up, covering her neck as if in stress, and her expression became full of vigilance.

Seeing this, Alina's face slowly calmed down. She suddenly stood up and rushed towards the person in front of her.

Just when they both fell to the ground, the door was violently pushed open with a bang, and the hanging wood used to lock the door broke with a "click".

Alice stepped into the house expressionlessly, bent down and picked up the two pieces of hanging wood one by one. After using the special code to restore them to their original state, she closed the door and inserted them back in.

"What are you doing here?" There was obvious displeasure on Alina's face, and she stood up and asked Alice coldly.

"A despicable, shameless, arrogant, and extremely irritable guy! Alice can go wherever she wants! It's not your turn to ask!"

The shadow demon jumped out from the silver ring on Alice's finger, put one hand on his hips arrogantly, pointed at Alina with the other and cursed her on the spot. He specifically emphasized the word "irritable" very hard.

Logos patted his uniform as he stood up, observing the obvious changes in the shadow demon.

Originally, the opponent's height was less than his chest, but now he is almost close to his shoulders, and the aura exuding from his body has become more solid, and he has obviously gained a lot of strength.

Then he saw that there was no anger on Alina's face. Instead, she raised the corners of her lips slightly, half-closed her eyes, and stared at the Shadow Demon with a smile.

"I'm here to tell some news and discuss something with Logos." Alice replied while reaching out to hold the Shadow Demon behind her, turning to it and warning it gently:

"No matter how bad Aunt Alina is, you can't say it so bluntly, let alone use dirty words to apologize to Auntie."

The Shadow Demon frowned and looked very impatient. It wanted to say that it had been bullied for so long and had not even received an apology. Why should it apologize to the other party just because of two sentences?

But seeing the look in Alice's eyes, it still apologized reluctantly and perfunctorily.

A subtle atmosphere filled the air, and Rogers couldn't help but think that it would have been better if Lufia had not gone upstairs to sleep.

"I heard about the Santan clan. The news that their young clan leader wanted to fight with you was also printed in yesterday's newspapers.

"I will definitely be promoted to Silver during the summer vacation. Don't you nobles have rules for fighting by proxy? I want to deal with the opponent for you." Alice looked directly at Rogers and spoke firmly.

"Published?" Luo Gesi did not answer immediately, but fell into thinking. He didn't understand why the other party was so anxious. Could it be that there was something wrong with the power structure within their tribe, and a duel was needed to consolidate authority? .

Apart from that, he couldn't think of any more reasons. After thinking about it for a while, he rejected Alice's proposal and explained that the key to this duel was his and Alkan's identity. If he found an agent, , the other party will definitely not accept it.

"If you have any trouble, you can tell me and I will definitely help you solve it." Alice seemed to predict that Rogers would refuse. She glanced at Alina slightly and said meaningfully. road.

"It's no trouble." Luo Gesi felt the sideways look in Alina's eyes and replied sincerely.

Alice pursed her lips slightly at Logos's reaction, and then pulled out the Shadow Demon. She bluntly said that the Shadow Demon missed Luo Gesi very much. If it was convenient, tonight would be a good time to catch up on old times.

Although they were words of request, they relied on the attitude of not leaving.

Elena crossed her arms across her chest, and the smile on her face grew wider.

Luo Gesi looked at the sky outside the window and thought that it would be a good time to talk about the trial in front of the door, so he did not refuse. He asked a few people to sit at the desk together and spoke in detail about the mechanism of the trial.

The Gate of St. Helta is enchanted by sages of all ages. Although it tests many qualities, the most important ones are character and wisdom.

The illusion in it is difficult to determine, but it is like a question, and it is a question with multiple answers.

Therefore, finding the core of the topic is the first and most important step.

It wasn't until dawn that Alice left with the Shadow Demon.

Alina didn't say much the whole night, but Luo Gesi felt that the other party's eyes were looking at him, which made him feel more and more uncomfortable.

……

Early in the morning, the first-year students arrived at the gate of St. Herta on time.

They looked up at this magnificent creation hidden in the mist, and their faces were filled with emotion in addition to excitement.

Logos was doing the same action, wondering if there was any way to pry off some scraps from the door, which would become an immeasurable sacrificial material.

Soon after, the door made a loud trembling sound, and the familiar scene happened again to the students. They stood there and let the majestic fog flow cover them.

"What illusion will be arranged for me this time? I already have the foundation laying ceremony of the bottomless pit, so it doesn't matter if I mess around. There is no need to deliberately seek ranking..."

Luo Gesi pinched his chin and kept muttering in his heart.

[The Gate of Saint Herte is trying to detect and obscure some of your memories. Ignorance is passively triggered and you will not be affected by this effect. ]

"If you and Miss Devin can have an heir as soon as possible, I believe the earl will be happy to indulge you..."

Hans's voice rang in Rogers' ears, and he himself stood in front of a life-size mirror.