Lord: I have a skill talent tree

"I just want to do the inscription research just for the sake of interest."

Torisk added.

If other people told Ethan: Oh, they do this and that because of their hobbies.

Ethan would not even bother to listen.

But Ethan believed what Torisk said.

It's credible, but the profits still need to be shared.

"Old man, research doesn't cost money!

Why do you think teak is a substitute for the experiment?

You don't think the wood chips taste good when they are fried!

If you still want to continue the research, don't talk nonsense, just tell me how much."

This is the first time in Ethan's two lifetimes that he has begged for money.

But even so, this old man still doesn't appreciate it.

"Really, there's no need!" Torisk sighed, "Little guy, there are some things I have been hiding in my heart and dare not say.

Today, just think that I have drunk wine and started talking nonsense.

Cough... cough...

From the first time I saw you, I knew that your mind was not pure.

In fact, I am the same.

But you are a pattern master, and I am very happy to interact with you.

But it is limited to interaction between friends.

If you want to communicate magic with me, I will be very happy.

But if you want to talk about benefits with me and want to use benefits to bind me, our friendship will end here."

When Ethan heard this, he frowned immediately, always feeling that something was wrong.

But what was wrong, he couldn't tell.

"I didn't mean to tie you down with benefits!"

"I know!" Torisk nodded: "You just want more inscription research.

And wanting more inscription research is probably for greater benefits.

This is the common nature of you humans.

Your pursuit of benefits is endless.

With 100 gold, you will want 1,000 gold.

With 1,000 gold, you will want 10,000 gold.

Just keep pursuing endlessly.

Cough... cough...

Many times, the wealth you have is far greater than your needs, but you still pursue it tirelessly.

It's even so morbid that you don't even know what you are pursuing.

The final result is that a few people occupy most of the wealth.

And the uneven distribution of wealth and desires eventually lead to your human killing each other.

You are even used to it.

But I Elves are different from you.

Perhaps because we are born magicians, we are more keen on exploring knowledge.

We are not so keen on the pursuit of material things.

Therefore, there has never been a large-scale killing incident.

We prefer everyone to make progress together.

Little guy, I am not saying this to show off the superiority of elves in front of you.

I just want to tell you that I like you very much, and I don’t want you to be dominated by desires like other people.

Of course, I am not talking without any pain.

I know that many people are running around for a living, and it is understandable that they are dominated by desires.

But little guy, you are different.

You already have something that most humans have never had.

If you are still addicted to desires, you will eventually become a slave to desires.

Don’t do this! ”

Ethan leaned back in his chair after hearing this, and couldn’t speak for a long time.

He felt that what the old guy said was all perverse.

He just wanted to be better, how could he be "dominated by desires"?

Could it be that living on a broken boat, he should be satisfied?

But then again, if you live a better life today, you will indeed pursue a better life tomorrow, and you will also ask for more in the future, which seems to be beyond your control.

In other words, as long as you want to live a better life, you will eventually be dominated by desire!

This sounds ridiculous, but it seems to be true.

Thinking of this, Ethan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why did this old guy suddenly say this?

Unable to figure it out, Ethan sighed: "Old man, what you said makes sense.

I also admire your spiritual realm.

But...

How to say it?

People live in this world and have many problems to solve.

And money can solve 99% of the problems.

The remaining 1% is nothing more than needing more money."

After hearing this, Torisk smiled slightly, stood up, and gave Ethan some more red wine, and then said: "I am not stopping you from pursuing wealth, but I hope you can control your desires.

It is instinctive for people to have desires, and controlling desires is a skill."

"Thank you for your concern! I will try my best!" Ethan nodded: "It's just that I don't understand what this has to do with you not wanting benefits."

Torisk smiled: "This involves the way I control my desires. When I feel uncomfortable with something, I will refuse."

When Ethan heard this irrelevant remark, he frowned, squinted his eyes slightly, and stared at Torisk seriously.

He finally realized what was wrong.

The way this old guy spoke was exactly the same as when Volibear talked about the true God, both of them avoided the topic.

This means that the other party has something that he doesn't want to tell me.

"Old man, I advise you to tell the truth, what happened?"

Upon hearing this, Torisk smiled bitterly.

"Okay!

Little guy, your thinking is really clear.

I have gone around in circles so many times, but I still can't confuse you. It seems that I have to say it.

Hmm...

How to say it?

You know, I have lived for thousands of years, and the years have left their marks on my face.

In the past few years, I often hear the forest goddess calling me, and I think my life is coming to an end!

It will probably not be long before I return to the goddess's arms.

Of course, I can't continue my beloved research.

It's a pity that I met you so late, dear Knight Ethan. "

"Bang"

Hearing this, Philen, who came happily, dropped the red wine in her hand to the ground.

She threw herself into Torisk's arms and cried loudly.

"Master, don't go... Woo..."

Torisk stroked Philen's hair and looked at Ethan helplessly.

That look seemed to say: You see, I don't want to say it, but you force me to say it, and now it's a tangled mess!

Ethan swallowed his saliva, his eyes were slightly red, but he said with a relaxed look: "Hey, it's a small matter! Old man, I will carry the coffin for you when the time comes."

Torisk smiled: "Okay! "

Phelan didn't understand the cold humor between men. When he heard Ethan cursing his teacher to die quickly, he immediately picked up the dinner plate on the table and smashed it towards Ethan.

Torisk didn't expect this. When he reacted, it was too late to stop it.

"Bang"

The dinner plate hit Ethan's forehead accurately, and blood splattered all over Ethan's forehead.

Ethan didn't hide, nor did he want to hide.

Otherwise, with Phelan's ability, no matter how she smashed, she couldn't touch a hair on his body.

Ethan wanted to use the pain on his body to relieve the pain in his heart.

He stood up and shouted at Phelan: "Little girl, you wait, this matter is not over."

After that, Ethan ran away without looking back...