Master loves me alone [Western Fantasy]

Carl knew that each volume of the book "Introduction to Primary Pharmacy" was very thick. Compared with it, "Introduction to Advanced Pharmacy" was so thin that it was touching, but when the real thing was actually held in his hand, Carl was still very happy. Was taken aback.

"That's too thick!" he exclaimed.

Joe comforted him with a smile and said, "Don't worry too much, you just need to memorize it as hard as you can. When Teacher Baritwa checks, he doesn't actually check all the content."

What he said didn't make Karl feel better, as it probably did for others, but he contradicted Baritwa, and he didn't believe that the old vulture would hold him high.

Carl could only frown, bit the bullet and remember those things that were in the air for him.There are so many types of primary potions, with similar names, and overlapping and supplementary effects, he became dizzy after reading a few pages.

Liz was also sitting in another armchair next to her, reciting her book. She flipped through it surprisingly fast. Carl saw that there were only a dozen or so thin pages left in the book in her hand, and Liz had almost finished reading it.

Carl felt incredible, "Liz, how can you read so fast?"

Liz raised her eyes from the book and said speechlessly, "I am an elf."

Carl still couldn't figure it out, what does Liz being an elf have to do with her being able to remember these things so quickly?

Liz knew at a glance that he didn't want to understand at all, and turned another page, explaining: "Elves are gifted with the talent of potions, and dwarves are born to be masters of alchemy. Isn't that what you humans say?"

Carl: Is there such a saying?

"Then Liz, why are you not an alchemist but an archer?" Karl was curious.

Liz closed the book slowly: "Because I have the power of wind instead of wood, idiot!"

Disliked, Karl chuckled in embarrassment, and changed the subject, "Where did that fellow Cyril go? Isn't Heidi almost ready for dinner?"

While he was talking, Cyril opened the door and came in, Carl hurriedly asked, "Syril, where have you been?"

Cyril walked to the bookshelf in the living room, and replied, "I went to the library." He began to take out books one by one from his pocket, and soon filled the entire bookshelf to the brim.

Carl's face turned greener as he watched, and he stared at Cyril with extremely weird eyes: "No, you've already finished memorizing that broken book? You brought it back again!"

Cyril thought to himself, isn't that something common sense?Still need to carry?But he would not hit Carl, and said with a smile: "There is still time, don't delay me from reading other books."

Liz took a book borrowed by Cyril and opened it. The words on it seemed to be swimming, comparable to heavenly scriptures, "Ancient rune?" she asked speculatively.

Cyril naturally took back the book in her hand and said, "Yes."

Liz knew what was going on, she stared at Cyril for a while, and finally asked: "So, why didn't you follow Lord Lance?"

Cyril didn't answer her. Heidi came out and said that dinner was ready. Carl, who had been out of the situation, listened and asked loudly, "Who is that Lord Lance?"

Despite everyone's repulsion, Baritwa's class came as scheduled.The students unconsciously walked slowly, as if entering the classroom later would save them from class.

Some students are still frantically flipping through books, flipping while walking, or sitting in their own seats, chanting words...

The so-called pointless struggle is probably like this.

Every time Instructor Baritwa entered the classroom, it was like a dark cloud that enveloped all the students, and it was even worse today. He stood behind the desk and looked down gloomyly. The timid ones might have been so frightened that their minds went blank. up.

"Karl Jameson," Barritvar called out.Karl has been remembered by Baritwa. Although he had expected it long ago, when he was actually called, he still felt a little bit in his heart——

Karl stood up, with a malicious expression on Baritwa's face, he even refuted his authority, it was too ignorant, he must be taught a lesson!

"Tell me, what kind of medicinal material is used to stabilize the effect of the hair growth medicine?" This is not the content of "Primary Pharmacy Encyclopedia I", but belongs to "Primary Pharmacy Encyclopedia III".Carl has given up on himself a long time ago. He hasn't even finished reading I, so how could he know the content of III.

Carl stiffened his neck, unable to explain why.

Baritwa's goal was achieved, and his smile became bigger and bigger.Carl thought, fuck it!If you don’t know, you don’t know. Even if you can’t answer, can he still kill me?

Just when Carl was about to say that he didn't know, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: it was dried broad beans and ground into powder.

It's Cyril!

Carl suddenly turned his head to look at Cyril, but found that there was nothing unusual about Cyril.

Baritwa knocked on the table with a rattan stick, "Who are you looking at? Hurry up!"

Carl: "It's dried bitter broad beans and ground into powder."

Instructor Baritwa choked for a moment. He never expected that Karl would be able to answer.Just a coincidence, just a coincidence!Baritwa didn't believe in evil, and asked several questions in a row. Karl answered all of them fluently. Baritwa was so angry that he could only ask Karl to sit down.

Carl swaggered back to his seat, and whispered to Cyril happily, "Syril, Cyril, what happened just now? Is there such a magical magic? How come I never knew about it?"

Cyril raised his left hand to the side of his face, "Keep quiet, it's not too late to explain later."

Unable to deal with Karl according to his intentions, Baritwa held his breath in his heart. He swept his sharp eyes and caught a girl who was still reading wildly with her hands shaking, "Avery!"

Miss Avery trembled like a fawn, and stood up tremblingly, "Balitwa—Master—"

"Let me see if Miss Avely takes this homework seriously. Excuse me, what is the antidote to the magic of stiffness?"

This is not a difficult question, and even its answer is in the first few pages of "Basic Pharmacy Encyclopedia I".

But Avery's mind was like stirring a pot of paste, she couldn't remember how, and finally she could only bite her lip and say: "Sorry, sorry, Teacher Baritwa."

Baritwa's face darkened immediately, and he elongated his hoarse voice, "Miss Avery, it seems that you don't want to respect me, since this is the case..."

"Take your book and stand by the wall for me. When will you finish memorizing it? When will you allow get out of class to end today? Now, immediately!"

Avery left her seat in a hurry like a frightened rabbit, and stood by the wall with a thick book. Baritwa yelled at her, "Spread out your book, it's not a decoration, write down the knowledge to you Almond-sized brains!"

Avery's tears dripped down on the book, insulting and punishing a weak girl like this, Baritwa is too vile and vicious!

Liz frowned, furious, stood up suddenly, stared at Tutor Baritwa and said, "Teacher Baritwa, I hope you reflect on your own behavior. Is this how you treat a student, a girl?"

Baritwa didn't allow her to contradict him, and he growled directly: "Elf, watch your words and deeds, who do you think you are talking to!"

Liz raised her chin, her diamond-shaped emerald green eyes widened, "Who do you think you are talking to!"

Baritwa: "Okay, okay, get out! Anyone who refuses to accept it, get out!"

Liz left the classroom without looking back, and wanted to take Avery away, but Avery shook her head in horror, and Liz could only leave by herself angrily.

Karl called out to Liz, and ran after him. Baritwa was so angry that his liver ached, "Who else?!"

Cyril stood up slowly, and made a funny bow to Baritwa before leaving the classroom...

Liz walked ahead with her arms folded, Carl was very happy when he saw Cyril come out, and said straightly: "Balitva, the old vulture, just like this, slapped him hard on the face, so happy! "

He patted Cyril on the shoulder, and asked curiously: "By the way, Cyril, the hand you told me the answer just now, what kind of magic is it, it's amazing!"

Cyril: "It's called Secret Voice Transmission."

Carl: Secret sound transmission, why is it a bit familiar...

Liz was still very upset, and asked casually, "What?"

Carl immediately put aside his doubts, regained his energy, and talked to Liz eloquently——

The three of them did not expect that the bad mood that Baritwa brought would last the whole day. After leaving the class directly, Ms. Crowe knocked on their door that night.

The smiling and kind Ms. Crowe chatted with them for several hours, until they were persuaded to go back to class and shake hands with Baritwa.

Ms. Crowe left satisfied, leaving Liz and Carl with confused and haggard faces. How could they agree to Ms. Crowe's request willingly?

Cyril looked at the two of them and smiled without saying a word.

At night, Karl tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. He really felt that the old Baritwa was too cheap.

No, no, it's really hard to calm down, and I feel uncomfortable.Karten sat up from the bed at once, and according to Ms. Crowe's assurance, the old vulture would not argue with them, hum, how shameless!Since you have to compromise, why not vent your anger!

Karl got up from the bed, his heart was filled with excitement and surging blood. He felt like a hero at this moment. Shouldn't he teach a lesson to such a hateful mentor who misleads his children?

He put on the knight's uniform, tied his belt, took the sword and the dagger in the boot, and when he went to the living room, he took a bottle of ink from the table where they piled up their homework and put it into the small leather bag hanging on his belt. inside.

He had a brilliant idea to shave Baritwa's hair tonight and paint a bastard on his bald head.

Thanks to the childhood god Sun Dasheng, and thanks to the magic ink that does not fade!

Carl didn't know, just as he thought he was leaving the house secretly, Cyril next door also opened his eyes——