Chapter 114 The First Meaningful Lesson

After more than a dozen rounds of duels, Aaron was exhausted and panting, with bruises and purples all over his body, looking extremely miserable.

But Genes was not worried. He was an experienced person and knew that these were external injuries. He didn't even need to use potions. He just needed to rub some medicinal wine and sleep, and he would be healed tomorrow.

"Master, today's swordsmanship class ends here."

"Really?"

"Really, it's been two hours.

I must admit that you are quite dedicated in training."

"Then give me my wand back."

Genes did as he was told and put the two wands in Aaron's hands.

"Shattered into pieces!"

Aaron cast a spell on the armor directly, and watching it turn into pieces of accessories, he felt much more comfortable.

"Master, there is no point in doing this."

"But it makes me feel good." Aaron said lightly, "Where is my Abe?"

"Here..." Genes pointed to the hamster treadmill in the corner, his face became particularly wonderful, "I underestimated the appeal of food to foodies."

The hamster treadmill he carefully made was spinning rapidly while Abe was running wildly, and some joints even emitted a wisp of green smoke.

If it continues, it will probably be scrapped soon.

Aaron laughed, walked over and picked Abe down, gave it an appreciative look, "Well done, your lunch will definitely be very rich."

Abe smiled widely, took a few pages of color pictures in his hand, and carefully put them in his pocket.

Entering the first secret room, Aaron took a deep breath and summoned the memory of the ancestor Alger through the black stone pillar.

"Who hit you?" Alger asked coldly, "Tell me, I'll let Vico kill him.

The descendants of Gaius must not be bullied by outsiders."

"Family!" Aaron was deeply moved, "After all, blood is thicker than water."

"Uh... Lord Alger, actually this is an accidental injury during sword training." Jins explained with a wry smile, "Apply some medicine and sleep should be almost healed."

"Then it's okay!"

Aaron:......

"You change your face too quickly!"

"I also went through this, who hasn't been beaten when they were young!"

"It's different, you must not have been forced to learn forging when you were young."

"Who said there wasn't.

But I didn't have such a good teacher at the time, so you got a big bargain." Alger chuckled, then took a small hammer and threw it directly into Aaron's hand.

"Take it, this thing is essential for every forger in the early stage."

"Early stage?"

"Of course it is the early stage. For those truly great forgers, such as me, hammers are not needed." Alger said and took out another booklet, "Take it, this is the knowledge you need to master, temperature, cooling, quenching, material compatibility, etc., etc., take a look when you are free."

Aaron opened the booklet, the illustrations on it were quite clear, but he was dazzled by the various precise data and formulas.

"So what should I do now?"

"It's very simple!" Alger pointed to a red-hot iron block on the forging table, "Hit it, and use all your strength for each hammer.

I will watch you with my own eyes, don't be lazy!"

"This, is it over?" Aaron asked in astonishment, "Isn't this too irresponsible? What's the difference between this and letting it go?"

"Didn't I give you a booklet? That's the treasure I summarized!

Do you want me to teach you how to hold the hammer? The technique of using force?"

"Shouldn't I?"

"That's what Muggles should do, and we are wizards.

For wizard forgers, this is just a transition in the early stage, equivalent to the self-study of the first class.

There is a certain sense of ritual, but the significance is not that great, understand?"

Aaron nodded as if he understood, and said no more, swinging the hammer and hammering it down one by one.

Arger walked up to Jins, picked up Abe, and rubbed its dragon head with interest, "Why didn't I meet such an interesting creature when I was alive?"

Abe struggled violently, but in front of a great magician, it was just an ordinary chick and had no ability to resist.

"This is Master Aaron's unique pet. The owner and his wife like it very much."

"It's very cute." Arger said, "Not only cute, but also very powerful. The heirs of this generation will have a good partner."

Hearing this, Abe laughed embarrassedly and struggled less violently.

"It seems very loyal now."

Abe laughed even happier, as if he would not be happy if you praised me.

Aaron, who was swinging a hammer at the side, saw this scene and regretted inexplicably that he should have given this dragon cub a lesson.

Two hours later, Aaron, who had swung a thousand hammers, dragged his tired body to the second secret room.

Ancestor Mor looked at Aaron's shaking hands very seriously, and said with some regret: "I originally planned to teach you dissection, and the corpse was prepared for you, but I didn't expect that the plan could not keep up with the changes."

Aaron:......

Thank you, Ancestor Alger, it was a blessing in disguise and I escaped a disaster!

"But it doesn't matter, you can watch!

At least it can improve your psychological quality."

"That... Master, I will wait for you in the next secret room." Jins swallowed his saliva and quickened his pace to the third secret room.

Abe followed closely behind, and halfway through, he ran, and after running a few steps, he spread his wings and flew in quickly.

"Traitor! You are disloyal!

If you want to run, at least take me with you!"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing?"

Moir didn't care. He calmly picked up the craniotomy and pointed it at the head of the corpse on the operating table. "This is a lesson you must experience. It is of great significance.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you remain calm even when facing a mountain of corpses and blood. In the future, you will be able to look at it calmly even if you see a real sea of ​​blood and corpses.

So, don't even blink."

Puff!

Yin Hong's blood gushed out of his head.

Aaron couldn't help swallowing his saliva, then turned around and vomited.

"Tsk! This class is really hard to lead!"

An hour later, Aaron trembled and walked towards the third secret room.

Only he knew what he had just experienced. The skin, blood, bones, and internal organs were presented to him from the outside to the inside.

When the last bloody human skeleton was placed on the shelf, he couldn't hold it anymore. His eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

He didn't know how Moore dissected a corpse in an hour, but he really understood all the structures of the human body.

And he was 100% sure that he would lose his appetite and eat in the next week or two.

"Master, are you okay?" Jins asked nervously.

"Huh! Do you think I look okay?

I don't need to look in the mirror to know how pale my face is."

"Master, I've seen that scene once, and I don't want to see it again."

Abe: "Woo..."

I'm worried that if I stay there, he will not be able to help but dissect me.

"Okay, you are all right, and you can ignore me if you are right, right!"

"Not really!" Jins immediately took out a bottle of potion, "Special sedative, it's good for you, Master.

The patriarch drank this kind of magic potion at the beginning, and he still ate everything the next day."

"You have a conscience." Aaron rolled his eyes at him, took the sedative, and swallowed it clean in one gulp.

Not to mention, after drinking it, I felt refreshed, my legs stopped shaking, and my mental state recovered a lot, but I still felt scared when I thought of the bloody scene just now.

Abe also took out a green apple in a flattering manner, "It's very sweet."

"Hmph!" Aaron turned his face away, but still picked up the apple, took a bite with some dissatisfaction, and then looked at the musical instruments in the room, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Finally, there is a normal one, I will go over and summon the ancestor Vaughn."

"Master, wait a minute!" Genes hurriedly stopped him, "Master, you forgot that the music class is every three days, and I arranged this class on the third day in the schedule I gave you, so..."

"So...you did it on purpose?"

"How could it be? I stayed up all night to put together a perfect schedule."

Genes said and took out a, no, to be exact, a long schedule from his pocket, which was clearly arranged from today to the day before Aaron started school.

Aaron's mouth twitched, and he covered his face with one hand, wanting to cry but unable to. "You are too mean!"

"Master." Genes hesitated for a while, and said, "This is the fact, you have to admit it."

"Fuck!" Aaron rolled his eyes, "The next class is magic circle, right!"

"Yes, Lord Weihet's class.

Two hours, then you can prepare lunch."

Aaron smiled speechlessly, walked straight to the next door, passed through several doors in succession, and came to a secret room full of magic circles.

Weihet walked out of the stone pillar the moment he entered, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"You, this, teacher, how did you get out."

"I'm different from others. All the magic circles here are my eyes. As long as the same blood comes, I can wake up at any time." Weihet said, "In the first class, what you have to do is to look at one of the magic circles and engrave it deeply in your mind."

"Do you have to say it so abstractly?"

"If you can't do it, I can help you.

After knocking you out, entering your dream, the effect will definitely be greatly improved."

"No need." Aaron said immediately, and then looked at the densely packed magic circles on the wall, intending to pick the simplest one.

But as soon as he calmed down, his eyes went dark. Before he passed out, he vaguely saw the smiling face of his ancestor.