Chapter 511: Perspective

That night, a large group of people invaded Hows Town first, and then the most magnificent mansion in the town was set ablaze by the people. There was quite a commotion. Many nearby residents were awakened and ran to the streets to watch the excitement.

The old man Gordon Davis was also awakened, walked out of his mansion, and was discussing with his neighbors whether the Baldwin's house had been robbed, when he suddenly saw two familiar figures, one tall and one short, slipping close to the corner of the wall, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Clark, Joan! When did you two run out?"

Joan was caught by the old man Gordon, and he was very embarrassed. He was thinking hard about how to explain to the old man, but Clark, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, made up nonsense without changing his face.

"Hey! Dad, you came out to watch the fun, right? About two hours ago, I was woken up by a piss, and I got up to go to the toilet. I accidentally saw the flames rising into the sky outside the window, and there was a faint sound of shouting and killing. I was worried that bandits broke into the town at night to loot, so I quickly woke up Brother Qiao An and ran out to find out what happened. Guess what happened? Hey! I don’t know if I didn’t see it, I was shocked when I saw it!”

Next, Clark narrated what happened at Baldwin's house tonight from beginning to end.

In the process of narrating, only the basic facts were kept, and what he and Qiao An did during this period were concealed. This remark was half-truthful, coupled with his big honest face and lifelike tone, if not for Qiao An who had witnessed it personally, I am afraid it would have been true. Will totally believe what he says.

"I didn't expect so many changes to happen in this short night."

After hearing what Clark said, old man Gordon sighed with complicated emotions.

"I knew that Henry Baldwin was not a good person, but I didn't expect him to do such a shocking perverted act as kidnapping a horse and crossbreeding a filly. If I hadn't heard you say it, I wouldn't believe it... Baldwin has already done it for him. What I have done has been retribution, and I don't have to worry about being taken away from the pasture anymore, I should thank Drogo Ironhoof."

Joan held back a laugh and remained silent.

What the old man should really be grateful for is actually him and Clark.

The frost giant yawned pretentiously, and said to the old man Gordon: "After watching the excitement all night, now I feel sleepy, Dad, Joan and I have to go back to catch up on our sleep, and we won't chat with you anymore." !"

"Go, go, it doesn't matter if you sleep until your butt is exposed to the sun, hot soup and meals are always ready for you in the kitchen." The old man Gordon waved his hand with a smile.

Joan returned to her guest room, washed up and fell asleep. After a busy night, I was really tired, and almost fell asleep the moment I closed my eyes.

Thanks to the magic power of the "life-support ring", Joanne only needs to sleep for two hours a day to restore his spirits. I fell asleep at dawn, and when I woke up, it was not yet bright, so I sat on the bed and meditated for an hour, and got out of bed to wash up after getting ready for today's spell.

When going downstairs, Joan met Alan who had just woken up. The boy was regretting that he had slept too deeply last night and had not been able to witness Henry Baldwin's downfall. He heard his grandfather say that Joan and Clark went to Baldwin's mansion to watch the fun last night, so he pestered Joan to find out what happened at that time.

Joan sat at the kitchen table, answering Alan's cross-examination while eating breakfast.

The boy had too many questions, and the angles were tricky and weird. Joan procrastinated on breakfast for an hour, but he still couldn't fully satisfy Allen's curiosity.

Joan was not good at words, not to mention that it was inconvenient to tell the truth to Alan, and he didn't want to make up a lie to deceive the other party, so he had to change the subject forcibly, and reprimanded this curious boy as a brother.

"These things, you can ask Clark later, aren't you preparing to apply for Leiden College? Have you finished your homework today?"

As soon as Allen heard the homework, his face wrinkled, and he said dejectedly, "If you do your homework in the morning, you will be in a bad mood all day..."

"It's just an excuse for you to be lazy. If you really want to be admitted to Leiden Academy, you have to work harder."

"But my governess is not up yet..."

"If you have learned this little now, you don't need a teacher's guidance. A textbook is enough."

"Brother Joan, you can't judge me by your own standards. You are a genius, but I am not!"

"Go and get the textbook. I just happen to be free today. If there are any questions you don't know how to do, I'll teach you."

"Uh... alright."

Allen ran back to his bedroom in desperation and brought a lot of books.

Joan picked up the book and glanced briefly, then picked up the quill, spread out a stack of calculation paper on the table, and waited for Allen to ask questions.

It was almost noon when Clark woke up. He yawned and came to the kitchen, intending to take care of breakfast and lunch together.

I accidentally saw Joan and Alan sitting opposite each other at the dining table. Joan was flipping through his spell book, while Alan bit his pen and buried himself in solving problems. His sad face was a bit funny.

"Brother Joan, are you teaching Allen?" Clark asked with a smile.

Joan closed the spell book and nodded slightly.

Today is his first attempt to be a teacher, and the results show that he is not suitable for this profession - he lacks the eloquence to explain the knowledge points in a simple way, and he cannot put himself in the students' shoes.

Allen was tossed about by Joan all morning, and was forcibly instilled with a lot of esoteric knowledge that he couldn't understand at his age, and his head was about to explode. Seeing Clark was like seeing a great savior, and asked Joan pitifully, "Can I take a few minutes rest?"

Joan nodded.

Like a released prisoner, the boy jumped up happily, and ran to Clark to inquire about what happened at Baldwin's house last night.

Clark told the story to Allen without delaying to devour it, and cleaned up the food in the kitchen in a short time. Satisfied, he patted his belly, burped, and said to Allen, "Let's stop here today. You can go back to the tutor's class. I want to talk to Joan about business."

After dismissing Alan who was full of reluctance, Clark went back to the table and sat down, and asked Joan, "Brother, what are your plans next?"

Joan put down the spell book and looked at the frost giant in surprise: "Go to Prince Port tomorrow, and then go north to Midgard."

He had already told Clark about the scheduled itinerary, and he didn't understand why the other party wanted to inquire.

"By the way, Mr. Hainier, I just happen to have something to discuss with you."

Joan opened the storage bag, and took out the magic crystal pistol, the see-through hand mirror, and the "Gantias tree root" found on Baldwin's body.

Joan put the three trophies on the table and briefly introduced their functions.

Among them, the "see-through hand mirror" he had just identified in the morning, was enchanted with a 4-ring prophecy-type arcane called "see-through", which has been transcribed into his spell book, and will be studied in depth when he becomes a level 7 mage in the future.

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