Wizards are mighty.

Chapter 11 Lessons
As soon as the words fell, Vic's face turned cold.

He raised his hand and slapped Phyllis in the face.

"Snapped!"

"Is that so?"

"Snapped!"

Before the little maid could answer, he changed his hand and slapped her again.

He didn't use much strength in these two blows, and Phyllis's pink cheeks immediately turned red.

"I'm sorry... Master... Please punish Phyllis..."

Phyllis looked pitiful after being beaten, but she did not cover her face with her hands. Instead, she adjusted her kneeling position to make it easier for her master to swing his arms.

"I'm sorry? Do you know why I hit you?"

Vic asked expressionlessly instead of continuing.

"Because... because Phyllis presumptuously speculated on the master's intentions..."

"wrong!"

Vic interrupted her impatiently.

"Put your hands out and roll up your sleeves."

Phyllis shrank her head timidly and did as she was told.

A soft, white arm appeared in front of Vic, but it was very noticeable that there were five or six bruises all over it, completely destroying the exquisiteness.

"Does it hurt?"

Vic pressed hard on the bruise.

"A little pain."

Phyllis glanced at her master's face and nodded cautiously.

Still with that humble and well-behaved look, Vic's somewhat unhappy mood was somewhat calmed down.

"Since you knew it hurt, why didn't you tell me? And you were hiding when you came in just now. Were you afraid that I would find out?"

"I don't care how you handled these things before, but from today on, you are mine. If someone else touches you without permission, it is equivalent to damaging my interests and destroying my property!"

"These two slaps are to teach you a lesson."

"As a slave, you should solve problems that you can solve yourself. If you can't solve a problem, you must report it to your master in time and let him make the decision instead of keeping silent. Remember?"

Vic poked her forehead with a finger and spoke word by word.

“Yes…yes, Master, Phyllis remembers it!”

Although she was beaten, Phyllis did not show any sign of grievance. Instead, she looked like she was seriously taking her master's teachings to heart.

Seeing this, Vic nodded with satisfaction and sat up straight again.

"Tell me, how did you get the injury?"

"My Lord, most of them were beaten by Ida, the slave you selected who had the blood of the Moka Lizard."

"Oh? The guy who took the initiative to stand up?"

"Yes, another slave was involved, but he didn't do much."

"then……"

Phyllis did not dare to exaggerate and described the situation honestly.

After listening to it, Vic was thoughtful.

He had sensed something was wrong before.

The relationship between these slaves does not seem to be harmonious. Not only is there a subtle gap in status between them, but the attitudes of some slaves are not very honest, and there is always an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Could it be that the wizard civilization couldn't even train a group of slaves? This is impossible...

The cultural package of the wizard language clearly states that slaves are an important part of wizard civilization and have been a tradition and pillar industry since ancient times.

It is impossible that the pillar industry of such a developed super civilization would produce even the most inferior products, so it cannot be of this kind, right?

unless……

"Bullying? Ha, interesting."

Vic sneered, picked up his knife and fork again, and thought while eating.

When an unusual phenomenon occurs, there must be some cause that makes it unusual.

And by discovering the incentives hidden behind this phenomenon, perhaps we can get more valuable things from it.

Events like this that can basically be confirmed to be man-made can usually be analyzed from the perspective of interests and purposes.

"First of all, without other factors affecting it, wizards would not have used such a crude method to train slaves." "In wizard civilization, alien species are the least valuable. If we just send a few trained slaves to manage the so-called ranch, we can get products that are a hundred times better than this situation."

"Combined with the fact that wizard civilization has absolute control over the wizard world, it can be concluded that the wizards did it on purpose because these slaves became like this."

"Secondly, this sea journey is essentially an entrance exam. According to Elena, it is even a traditional project of wizard civilization. Um... similar to the military training at Blue Star University?"

"So, these slaves are so unusual. It is likely that they are part of the 'military training'. Could it be related to the so-called hidden rules?"

"..."

It wasn't until all the food was in his stomach that Vic suddenly came to his senses.

"Alas, the information we have is still not enough. Although we have a lot of guesses, we can't make a more accurate judgment."

"Forget it, let me go help my cute little kitty solve the trouble first."

Vic muttered to himself, waving his hand for Phyllis to clear the table.

"After you send these to the kitchen, come back to me and take me to where you live."

"I want to see how those guys dare to be so arrogant. They simply don't take me seriously at all."

Lying on the bed and continuing to use the card-reading magic device, Vic said lazily.

"Yes, thank you, Master..."

After hearing what Vic said, Phyllis's hand holding the plate trembled slightly.

For some reason, her eyes became moist, and a few drops of water ran down her cheeks and dripped onto the table.

"Woo..."

Phyllis was shocked and quickly held back her tears, then she carefully wiped the table with a cloth.

After taking a few deep breaths, she bowed and said goodbye to her host, then quickly pushed the dining cart out of the room.

Vic smiled softly as he watched Phyllis' tail wag as she walked out the door.

For those who have been in darkness, any ray of light means salvation.

Just like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, no matter how insignificant the tenderness is, she will fight for it with all her might.

"Even if it is a crude material, as long as the material is beautiful, it can be re-carved into a work of art..."

……

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……

"boom!"

A wooden stick nearly two fingers thick hit Ida, causing her to stagger.

Vic remained expressionless and continued swinging his stick under the gaze of many eyes.

He had to admit that some of the rotten wood was of such poor quality that he didn't even have the desire to correct it.

Compared to Phyllis, the attitudes of these two guys are so much worse.

Especially this guy named Ida, who even dared to look at his little cat with a threatening look when he first came to his door.

Can this be tolerated?
"boom!"

Sawdust flew.

The stick, which was originally made of weak material, broke into two pieces.

The intense pain finally made Ida unable to stand. She fell to the ground, covering the place where she was hit and gasping for breath.

"If you dare to touch her again, just think about which hand or leg you'll have broken."

"Also, you happen to be thick-skinned, so take good care of her, otherwise I'll hold you accountable as well."

Seeing that the effect was almost there, Vic said a few words lightly, then turned around and left.

To be honest, if he were not bound by the master-slave relationship, he might not be able to defeat the female lizard.

It seems I need to speed up my meditation.

……

After a long time, when Vic's receding figure disappeared, Ida was finally able to get up.

She glanced at Phyllis, who had been watching in fear, and a hint of malice flashed in her eyes.

It turned out that this bitch was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. It seems that I didn't hit her lightly before. If I had known earlier, I would have beaten her half-crippled. Then maybe I wouldn't have been able to file a lawsuit.

It's a pity that from now on, not only can I not touch her, I even have to protect her. It's like seeing the dead.

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