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Lu Zhengkang did not eat, but Jonas tasted a bit of each, especially the thick soup. After drank it, the boy bowed slightly, "It's delicious, thank you."

The boss laughed loudly, and the other men in the tavern laughed loudly. Bilna’s drunkard brother pointed at Lu Zhengkang and said loudly, “Oh! Friends, this is a distinguished guest from my sister’s shop!”

"Hahaha!"

The boy was at a loss for what to do, and was stunned. The troll didn't wait for him and went straight forward.

The long strings of the lute sounded several times, and a bard began to sing a familiar old ballad.

"Red Ragnar"

"Oh, there used to be a hero named Red Ragnar who arrogantly rode all the way from Loristair to Snowman!

"Bringing to myself all the way through battles, showing off my sword and gold coins!

"But then he became dumb, all because of the shield girl Tirma said:

"'Oh, you kept bragging and drank my wine, now I'm going to let your head fall!'

"The clanking of swords, the brave Tirma has a high fighting spirit!

"The bragging king Ragnar can no longer brag... because his ugly head has fallen to the ground!"

This sudden black humor shocked the boy. For some reason, he was absent-minded today.

Lu Zhengkang was also vaguely aware of Jonas's abnormality at this time, but the child's psychology was too chaotic and disorderly, and he could not understand it himself.

"go."

The boy was called back to his soul with a cry, and hurried two steps, hanging behind the troll.

Leaving the tavern, the ballads and piano sound still did not stop.

The more depressing the place, the more pleasant the land.

Once again, they met familiar guards on a familiar street. They stopped outside the tavern and listened to laughter and singing quietly. They were tall and straight like cedar. The boy looked back at their backs. On such a windy and snowy land, Wei Wei The light illuminates the outline, like a towering monument.

Stepping on the stone bridge, Jonas walked very carefully this time, he didn't let Lu Zhengkang help, and he didn't slip under his feet. He seemed to be familiar with it.

Lu Zhengkang looked down at the boy's shoes. They were very worn fur shoes. The pants were not the old mage's, but the boy's own. They were washed and dried. Although they were still fitted, they were very dirty.

"You have time to go to school, so go to the grocery store to buy clothes and dress better, you know?"

"...Good sir." The boy hesitated, nodded, and smiled.

The troll man shook his head secretly, the little bastard was very awkward, perhaps because of parting.

Farauda was still standing in the shadow of the vault, rubbing a ball of red fire in her hand, swimming between her palms like a liquid, illuminating her face.

"You guys are back? Soon, impressive, really. Now just release a fire tongue technique on this mark on the ground."

The dark elf pointed to the Winterhold Academy logo on the ground, a round stone stele carved with pentacle sun eye runes.

Jonas bowed slightly to Farauda to show respect, then lightly chanted the mantra, raised his right hand, slowly lit a ball of flames with his palm, sparks burst in all directions, the boy pointed his hand at the mark, and a pillar of fire shot out on the stone tablet The runes glowed with a blue magic aura, and the flame could not lose a bit.

"Very talented! Very talented!"

The dark elf nodded and looked at Lu Zhengkang again. The troll shook his head without saying anything.

"Don't you want to join the academy?"

"Time is running out, I have other things to be busy."

"Don't force me," Farauda expressed understanding, and then smiled at the boy, "Please follow me, apprentice, when you arrive at the academy, one of our high-level mages will show you around and arrange your room and life chores. ."

Chapter 213 Flip into the water, the lonely beast

Lu Zhengkang coughed and asked, "This kid will learn new knowledge in college, right?"

"Of course, as long as you have money, you can spend a fortune to have a knowledgeable and experienced mage teach courses."

"Generally speaking, how much does it cost to learn various languages ​​and understand the magic system?"

"It's not expensive. One or two thousand gold coins can complete the apprenticeship course. To be honest, if you don't have money, you can go to help the mage instead. And if you have a personal relationship with a mage, you don't need to spend money at all. In addition, The books in the library can be borrowed for free. In the college, as long as you want to learn, there is nothing you can't learn."

"One or two thousand..." the troll man murmured.

Farauda led the two to start walking towards the academy. There are many magic wells along the way. Every time the dark elves pass through a well, they will be activated by chanting. A pillar of magic light rises in the well, towering into the clouds, shining in all directions, shining brightly.

"No, the door of the academy won't open." Farauda explained slightly, "It won't be so troublesome when you put on the special ring of the academy. Someone will prepare it for you later."

The dark elves walked in the forefront, the boy followed closely, and the trolls followed unhurriedly step by step, always paying close attention to Jonas's steps.

The bridge to the college was so broken that it was frightening.

A section of flat road followed by section of steep slope, and even the stone railings were incomplete. The disaster damaged the road and it was mottled. In many places, it was only three palms wide with cracks.

There is an abyss below your feet, and the ocean currents are dozens of miles below, and the waves are connected.

The wind here is so fast that pedestrians are frightened.

The boy walked carefully. When there is a handrail, he sticks to the handrail and slowly passes through the dangerous place. Such performance makes Lu Zhengkang quite applauded.

Lu Zhengkang asked Falauda, ​​"I want to buy Frost's spellbook. I don't know how much it costs?"

"Destroy novice level spells are all 30 gold coins, and there are discounts for internal purchases in the academy. Twenty-five and one, for apprentice level, the price is between two hundred and five hundred..." The dark elf mage talked about money , Rather indifferent, "...Money is really not very useful, it's just a step to show sincerity, following the principle of value exchange..."

Farauda stood in front of a mana well and started chanting again.

The boy turned his head and said with a grin: "Sir, what would you like to buy, I will buy it for you..."

Before he finished speaking, the soles of his feet were crushed on a piece of ice, one slipped, and fell back down the stone bridge.

The troll rushed out like a bolt of lightning, clasping the boy's left wrist with one hand, and piercing the stone with the sharp nail of the other hand to fix the body.

The mage caught a glimpse of this thrilling scene, and hurriedly cancelled the spell, the magic energy returned to hit the magic center, causing her brain to tingle.

"Wait a minute, I'll..." Farauda shouted.

The huge weight made the stone bricks overwhelmed. Lu Zhengkang grabbed the stone bridge and his body began to fall. He didn't hesitate to throw the boy up, and he fell at a faster speed like an arrow.

Jonas flew in the air, his brain blank.

His gaze wandered in the snowy world, like a lone traveler, standing on the bridge head, watching all this calmly, time passed so slowly, Jonas could almost burst his heartbeat a little bit too fast Counting it out, the often noisy sea breeze in his ears stopped. He saw the troll man falling, his black robe tumbling, revealing his hair as white as Saikunda moonlight. The next moment a golden mist exploded, It's dyed so brilliantly.

Farauda grabbed the boy with the thought force of the change system and put him down gently, and she wanted to save Lu Zhengkang again, but it was too late. He fell too fast, and only a golden black spot was seen.

As soon as Jonas landed, he jumped down without a word. Fortunately, the dark elf found it in time, and grabbed it again with mental power, "Don't be impulsive!"