What is it like to be a teacher as a magister?

Chapter 74 Alan IV
eight pm.

Black Pearl Concert Hall.

The pure white dome does not add any extra patterns, which makes the whole space look more spacious and bright; the concert hall and the White Rose Theater, which is one street apart, are called the two major art halls of the Kingdom of Tulum, and are normally only open to some specific groups of people. open.

Colin followed Tessa, led by two attendants, from a passage behind the scenes to the third floor, passed through a corridor paved with soft carpets, and entered a box.

Even though he is no longer the turtle he was when he just crossed over, Colin is still quite nervous at the moment. After all, what he will see soon is the supreme ruler of this country, Alan Hawthorne, His Majesty the King of Tulum, who was taken by West The Blue Bay Club of the mainland was rated as the second most powerful person in the whole continent - second only to the emperor of the Osik Empire.

The Hawthorne family has ruled Tulum for more than 900 years, and these generations have produced a large number of talents. In addition to the king himself, there are many great knights, great magicians, and even a magister.

……

The semi-enclosed box is located on the third floor and has the best view of the entire concert hall.

There are three people in total.

In addition to the king, it was the Duke of Violet and the old magister Boyce Hawthorne.

Tessa slightly bent her knees and said with a smile, "I have seen Your Majesty."

Ke Lin hurriedly bent down with the etiquette that his senior sister had already explained: "I have seen Your Majesty."

Alan IV's broad body just stood up from the soft cushion. He pointed to the side and said very casually: "You two sit by yourself."

Duke Violet and Boyce Hawthorne immediately stood up and walked to the fence of the box with the king.

next moment.

There was thunderous applause from below.

Alan IV stretched out his hand and waved to everyone in the concert hall. After nearly a minute of applause slowly subsided, he made a gesture in the direction of the stage to officially start the concert.

It was the first time for Colin to see King Alan IV. Perhaps because of his obesity, the 60-year-old king did not look old, but had a ruddy and rich appearance.

After the music sounded, the three turned around and sat down.

Because the box is located at a high place, and there is a fence to block it, once you sit down, the people below can't see what's going on inside the box.

Boyce Hawthorne, who was originally normal, suddenly collapsed the moment he sat down, but Duke Violet stretched out his hand to support him as if he was prepared.

The aged magister took out a pill from his body with an extremely painful expression. After taking it, he gradually recovered after a while, but no matter his actions or expression, he could no longer return to his previous appearance.

Only then did Colin realize that the 155-year-old magister had been struggling all along.

It's normal for him to be weak now.

He suddenly felt a sense of sadness about the end of a hero.

Magisters also get old.

Will teachers have this day too?

Colin couldn't bear to think about it any longer.

"Grandfather, you have worked hard for another year." Alan IV supported Boyce Hawthorne close to his body, completely ignoring the majesty of the emperor.

"Don't worry, it should last for another two years."

The late magister waved his hand, then looked at Colin.

In an instant, all three eyes focused on Colin.

Being stared at by such three people will not feel good to anyone.

Colin is like a light on his back.

Only then did the old magister wave to him: "Son, sit down."

Colin hurriedly stood up, took a step forward and took the seat vacated by Duke Violet.

"I have met His Excellency the 'King of the Deep Sea'."

Boyce Hawthorne, who is good at water magic and has been in the East China Sea for decades, was given this title because of his royal blood.

But Colin did not follow the habit of adding honorifics such as "the waves are your roar" at the end.

For a magician who struggled to walk, it was more ridicule than respect.

Boyce stroked Colin's left side of his face with his rough palm, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then nodded:
"Roman has a good eye."

After a long while, he looked puzzled again and said, "Why is your mental strength leaning towards the water element instead of the wind element?"

Colin's back felt cold for a moment.

Can this be seen?

You are faking it!

He didn't dare to make mistakes, and replied seriously: "The teacher didn't interfere with my meditation, I practiced it myself."

"Very good... very ancient and pure water elemental breath."

Just as Colin listened more and more frightened, Boyce suddenly coughed a few times, and then said slowly:

"I am like this now, I can no longer guide you, but you can remember these few words..."

Colin strained his ears to listen.

"Direction, fill, justice, extreme."

These four inexplicable and unconnected words made Colin stunned.

"This is my life's summary of water magic, remember?"

"Direction, fill, justice, extreme," Colin repeated.

"Okay." Boyce nodded as if he had exhausted all his strength, leaned against the cushion, closed his eyes and rested his mind, ignoring others.

After Alan IV stuffed enough feather pads behind Boyce himself, he turned around and looked at Colin.

"When Roman told me that I finally found a satisfied disciple, I didn't feel relieved. I didn't believe his so-called satisfaction was really satisfied until I heard about you one by one."

Colin didn't know how to answer the conversation for a moment.

After a while, he lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty's praise is all thanks to the teacher's cultivation."

Tessa walked behind Alan IV with a smile, reached out and squeezed his shoulder: "Your Majesty, aren't you tired from standing for so long today?"

"Don't interrupt, are you afraid that I will scare your little brother?" Alan IV turned around and gave Tessa a look, but he still enjoyed the massage.

Ke Lin was a little surprised to find that the senior sister didn't even use honorifics when addressing the king, which was more casual than when she was around the teacher.

Alan IV patted the back of Tessa's hand and asked her to stop the massage and sit beside him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked Colin:
"There are a total of 112 countries in the Western Continent, and there is only one Osik Empire in the Northern Continent. If you had to choose, where would you attack first?"

Colin was stunned for a moment by this nonsensical question.

Then shook his head: "No one will attack."

"why?"

"I can't beat it," Colin said.

"Well." Alan IV nodded, and asked again: "What if the other party takes the initiative to call? What should I do?"

Colin thought for a moment, and said honestly, "I don't know."

Alan IV was not angry because of this straightforward answer, but nodded again and continued to ask:

"And what if you knew they were going to invade Tulum in 20 years' time?"

Ke Lin didn't think too much, and replied: "Speed ​​up construction, manufacture weapons, accumulate food and grass, train soldiers and horses, and recharge your batteries."

"Aren't you going to take the initiative?" Alan asked with a slight twist of his lips, "For example, sending people to cause sabotage and sow discord."

"It depends on the situation." Ke Lin thought for a while: "Our own strength is the foundation of everything. On the contrary, if these methods are not used well, it will only make the opponent aware of our weakness in advance."

"You think Tulum is weak?"

"This is just a metaphor. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Colin lowered his head slightly.

"You're right. Tulun is weak, weaker than the Western Continent's Blue Alliance, and weaker than the Osic Empire. If any of them decides to invade, we will definitely lose."

Alan IV said in a deep voice: "The current peace largely depends on mutual containment and your teacher's deterrence."

Colin didn't care much about this kind of thing before, but after becoming Roman Sagan's disciple, he couldn't help thinking about the future of Tulun.

No matter how powerful the magister is, he is only one person, and he still appears too small in front of an entire empire.

The Osic Empire has seven magisters, and they will not be afraid of Roman Sagan in group fights.

However, the problem is that once Tulun is subjugated, and Roman Sagan is not dead, Osiq, who has experienced the loss of the whole country war, not only has to guard against the Youlan Alliance, which is not much different in strength, but also faces a person who no longer cares about face and concentrates on lurking. The strongest magister who came down to destroy, this is not acceptable to the emperor of the empire anyway.

After Alan IV finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, as if he had lost interest in the concert in front of him, and said:
"I'll sleep for a while, you can do whatever you want."

After speaking, he leaned against Boyce and closed his eyes.

Before Colin had time to react, Alan IV who was opposite had already started snoring slightly.

This king is too casual.

But it's no wonder that the Duke of Violet is a great knight, and he and his senior sister have the mental strength to withstand it, while Alan IV is just an ordinary person, and the whole day's tossing is really unbearable.

Only now did Colin have time to say hello to Duke Violet, "Uncle Fairmont."

Fairmont Hawthorne said with a smile: "Your Majesty seems to have a good impression of you."

"Your Majesty is tolerant." Colin didn't dare to talk nonsense, who knew that the fat king was really sleeping and pretending to be sleeping.

Just then, the music stopped.

The first verse is over.

"I remember you said you liked the harp, didn't you?" asked the Duke.

"Hmm...um." Colin said vaguely.

"That's just right. The second performance is Veronica's harp solo. You can listen to it and give me some advice," the Duke said.

(End of this chapter)