Become a wizard lord with a copy system

Mario Hawthorne refused when he heard his father asking him to kill the deer in front of him. He shook his head repeatedly, and he would not obey even if he was beaten to death.

"If I don't kill you, I won't eat." Count Hawthorne was furious when he saw Mario Hawthorne's shy look.

"Then I won't eat." Mario Hawthorne raised his voice. If he went to the forest to hunt, it was just to accompany his father to play house, and it would be okay if he was a little dirty and tired. But now he was asked to kill a beast, which was disgusting to him.

Elena Hawthorne looked at her husband who was trapped in the shadows, and she couldn't see his expression clearly. She didn't dare to walk forward to see him. Just listening to her husband's tone, it seemed like a powder keg that could explode at any time.

"Martin, forget it..." Elena Hawthorne persuaded.

Count Hawthorne ignored his wife and continued to speak coldly to Mario Hawthorne: "I'll ask you again, will you kill me?"

"No." Mario Hawthorne replied, this time his tone was firm and tough.

With a "slap", a slap flew out from the shadows and hit Mario Hawthorne's face. He staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ah... What are you doing, you're crazy..." Elena Hawthorne screamed and walked towards Mario Hawthorne.

Count Hawthorne growled at Elena Hawthorne, and a wall of air formed in front of her to block her, so she couldn't get to Mario Hawthorne.

This was a move of Count Hawthorne as a warrior. Unexpectedly, after not fighting for many years, this move was actually used at home.

"I'll ask you one last time, will you kill me?" Count Hawthorne walked in front of Mario and looked down at his son lying on the ground.

The pressure was indeed strong, but Mario Hawthorne was determined to break the jar, and he was not afraid, and he also released all the efforts he had accumulated in the past few days:

"You want me to kill the deer, you might as well kill me first!"

When Elena Hawthorne heard this, she couldn't help but take a breath. Oh my God, son, you can't fight your father like this. Before she could say anything, Count Hawthorne picked up Mario Hawthorne with one hand, stuffed the dagger into his son's hand, and then grabbed his son's hand and cut open the deer's belly.

"No." Mario Hawthorne resisted while casting a spell. He was going to release a thunder shield, but Count Hawthorne pushed his head and interrupted his spell in this way.

"Do you want to use magic on me? Don't think that you are really great just because you become a wizard. Besides, you are just a very bad wizard." Count Hawthorne lifted Mario Hawthorne's head to his mouth and whispered, "When I killed the wizard, you were not born yet."

After Count Hawthorne finished speaking, Mario Hawthorne had no time to react. He took his son's hand and cut a knife on the deer's belly, then grabbed his son's hand and reached into the deer's belly to take out the internal organs.

At this time, Mario Hawthorne finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he couldn't resist his father. When his hand touched the intestines or stomach of the deer, he vomited directly on the dead deer.

Mario Hawthorne's vomiting was still very effective. Count Hawthorne's feet retracted inwards, and then he threw Mario Hawthorne to the ground.

"Martin Hawthorne, I'm not done with you." Elena Hawthorne slapped the air wall and cried.

Seeing his son's face bruised and yellow from vomiting, Earl Hawthorne roared in anger. The roar of this soldier shook the doors, windows, chandeliers, and even the deer's internal organs.

The soldiers stationed outside the door were so scared that they ran in and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What's the situation?"

Only Elena Hawthorne knew that her husband was expressing his pain.

After Earl Hawthorne drove all the soldiers out and asked them not to come in no matter what happened, he cursed:

"Either you kill this deer and eat it, or you don't go back to the wizard academy and don't be a wizard in the future. You actually knelt down in front of a poor man. I would rather you die in battle than kneel down in front of civilians. The family reputation we have fought for for several lifetimes has been ruined by you."

"Ah..." Earl Hawthorne roared at the ceiling again, and then he knelt down: "You said you wanted to be a wizard, a good wizard academy, you You can't pass the exam, so I specially sponsored Alex Muller, dredged up the wizard association, united various nobles, spent a lot of money, and set up a wizard academy for you. I found the best teacher for you during tutoring. Even during the competition, I didn't expect much from you. Why, why did you kneel in front of the lowly people? Ah..."

Facing his father's questioning, Mario Hawthorne listened to it. After the competition, he felt afraid of his father's blame. Now that he really faced his father's blame, he felt guilty and couldn't say a word.

I only heard Count Hawthorne continue to curse. This time, there was a sense of complaint in his curse: "No one in our Hawthorne family is afraid of death. Why are you so afraid of death in your generation? I know it's all because of the wizard academy. You wizards know how to hide behind our warriors to cast spells. "

"It was the wizard academy that made you so cowardly. God, with the money I spent on the wizard academy over the years, I could have supported so many people and expanded so many armies. If I had saved all that money, I could even have merged the other four major families in Dawn Town. Elena, it was you who insisted on training our children to become wizards. You said that the world would be full of wizards in the future, but look at what I got after spending all that money?"

"What I got was humiliation from my son..."

Earl Hawthorne spoke a series of words that he had been holding back in his heart for the past few days, and now he vented them all out. When he said the last sentence, his tone finally weakened, and the air wall blocking Elena disappeared.

After Elena Hawthorne found that the air wall disappeared, she rushed to her son, picked up Mario Hawthorne, and scolded her husband: "These are not the son's fault. Didn't you say hello to the principal? No matter how many mistakes he made, it's not the son's fault. Besides, we have made such a great contribution to the Dawn Wizard Academy, it's not our fault."

Count Hawthorne seemed to be awakened by his wife, thinking, yes, it's not our fault. Strictly speaking, as long as I want, he can swallow up the fiefs of other nobles, which means that the whole Dawn Town is mine. Although the Dawn Wizard Academy is under the jurisdiction of the Wizard Association, most of the funds are from me. Why? I only asked Alex Muller for a small request, why can't he do it, or he doesn't want to do it.

No, I must ask for an explanation. Count Hawthorne thought of this and couldn't help but clenched his fists. This group of wizards who sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor and are humble don't know what honor is at all.