I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 3: Madman of Truth (Please Read)

The interview process went even smoother than Ron had expected. It can’t be said to be without difficulty, but it can be said to be stress-free.

Simply by showing her certification as a mage apprentice, the beautiful and generous Miss Talia passed his entry test.

The young man really couldn't imagine that in this huge royal capital, there would actually be such a fool... no, there would actually be such a good person.

"Ah~ Praise the God of Holy Light!"

Although Ron did not believe in this righteous god, he still expressed sincere praise in his heart.

Outside the window, two golden and red moons hang high in the sky, the stars are obscured by the dirty alchemical exhaust gas, and night falls quietly like a shy little girl.

Seeing that it was getting late, Talia did not let Ron go home at night. Instead, she arranged a guest room for him in her villa.

This could not help but make Ron's favorability towards the filial and generous Miss Talia rise to a new level.
Second only to the landlady who allowed him to miss four full months of rent.

"Doing good things will indeed bring good luck."

In the guest room, the blond boy held a golden crystal no bigger than a thumb in his hand.

The shape of this crystal is irregular, and there is a layer of magic lines as thin as hair inside. If you look closely, these magic lines are faintly clustered into a sharp sword.

This is exactly the canned holy swordsmanship knowledge that Talia promised.

Ron received this kind of benefits before he actually started working, which made him feel that his employer had high expectations and value for him.

As a man who knows how to repay kindness, Ron plans to use all his abilities to keep his job.

"Looks like it's time to reveal my identity as a magical genius!"

The blond boy held the golden crystal in his hand and sat cross-legged on the soft white bed, his deep blue eyes full of seriousness.

Genius is 9% perspiration plus 1% talent, and...

90 points plug-in.

[You are practicing Holy Swordsmanship. Your Holy Swordsmanship proficiency +1]

[Holy Sword Technique (Beginner 1/100) Note: Because you harbor hatred for evil, using Holy Sword Technique inflicts triple damage to dark creatures.]

In just a few minutes, Ron learned this first-level spell that tends to attack through his own efforts.

Looking at the prompts that popped up on the panel, especially after seeing that there were no unexpected changes in the notes of the Holy Sword Technique, the blond boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"All that's left is to level up and improve my proficiency!" Ron's handsome face showed a hint of relief.

If you want to improve your magic skills, practicing over and over again is inevitable.

Of course, this method of practice only increases proficiency by a small amount. In comparison, Ron prefers to do some good deeds that are in line with the Way of Holy Light.

Although both increase proficiency, the latter is often more cost-effective than the former.

However, in the dead of night, there were not enough conditions for Ron to show kindness.

What's more, for some reason, after just learning the holy sword technique, Ron always had an urge to play with the sword.

Who didn’t dream of becoming a swordsman when they were little?
He did what he said. The boy climbed down from the bed, brushed his blond hair behind his ears, and immediately drew out the long sword that Miss Talia had prepared for him. His deep blue eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

He closed his eyes and reviewed the key points of the Holy Sword Technique and the corresponding sword techniques in his mind.

Suddenly, Ron turned his wrist, and the magic power in his body surged and quickly poured into the long sword in his right hand.

hum-

At this moment, the Holy Light Element resonated with Ron again.

He felt it; it was the warmth and trust of the Holy Light, which urged him to use the sword in his hand to do more good deeds and eradicate the filth and darkness in the world.

Don't worry, Mr. Ancesta, I will definitely help you realize your dream of joining the Knights Templar!
In an instant, Ron opened his eyes, raised the revolver wrapped with holy golden patterns and pointed it forward.

"Holy Sword."

Wait, where did the revolver come from!?

He looked at the gun in his right hand in astonishment and stood there in a daze for a moment.

[You are practicing Holy Swordsmanship. Your Holy Swordsmanship proficiency +1]

[Holy Sword Technique (Beginner 2/100) Note: Because you harbor hatred for evil, using Holy Sword Technique inflicts triple damage to dark creatures.]

grass! I knew it!

Seeing the prompts pop up on the panel, especially the seemingly serious note, Ron finally realized what had happened.

"Causes triple damage to dark creatures. What country's holy sword technique is this?" At this moment, Ron felt like the sky was falling.

How can he teach Mr. Ancesta when his holy swordsmanship has been messed up by this crappy panel?
Do we have to let him learn this version of holy swordsmanship, and then tell those old-fashioned and traditional knights during his interview with the Knights Templar - times have changed, sir?
He will definitely be beaten to death!
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"Teacher, the guests have been settled."

In the dark secret room without a trace of light.

Talia Ancesta lifted her skirt and performed a perfect and standard etiquette, even though no one here could see her movements clearly.

"Beth, there's no need for all that fussy, useless stuff around me."

From the darkness, a voice of unknown gender was heard.

When she heard the name "Beth", Talia Ancesta's beautiful face suddenly became solemn.

She was silent for a few seconds, then emphasized, "Teacher, I'm Talia Ancestra."

Hearing this, a sneer came from the darkness.

"Really? Do you think that by wearing the skin of this wealthy businessman's daughter, you can truly become a member of the upper class?"

The sound from deep inside the secret room came closer and closer, cruelly tearing at Talia's psychological defenses.

Before the tense "Talia" could retort, a pale and bloodless hand suddenly reached out and abruptly pinched her well-maintained face.

"Look, people never know themselves."

"I still remember how you tricked the owner of this body onto my operating table three years ago.
Please ask me to remove her brain and flesh and nerves, and then replace it with your brain."

"Tsk, how real you were before when you were so ugly, and how hypocritical you are now."

The pale palms kept rubbing Talia's face, and then turned to caressing, smoothing the long chestnut hair of this good-looking girl, completely covering up the fine stitching marks under the thick long hair.

"Who do you think was responsible for your admission to the Enlightenment Academy and gaining the attention of the Enlightenment Lord?"

As he spoke, the pale palm changed its position again and moved to Talia's small ear.

In the darkness, the girl's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she had foreseen what was going to happen next.

"Teacher, no." Her voice trembled as if she was begging, but the owner of the hand was not going to let her go so easily.

"Beth, my good student, everything has a price. Your brain and this body are still not compatible enough. You need me to train your body's coordination ability."

The voice in the darkness gradually became more excited, until it sounded a little perverted.

Snap, snap, snap.
The suspicious sound echoed quietly in the secret room, but after a few minutes it turned into an extremely miserable wail.

“How did I lose again!!!”

The magic crystal voice-activated light in the secret room suddenly lit up.
It illuminated rows of cloudy glass jars on the shelves, connected by flesh, blood, and nerves, and the brains inside the jars were slightly wriggling.

Talia and her teacher sat at opposite ends of the table in front of the glass jar.

At this point, the black pieces on the table have forced the few remaining white pieces into a dead end.

It looks like this is a thrilling game of Kingdom Flying Chess!

"This body is also coming to an end."

The middle-aged man threw down the chess piece in his hand and stared at the student in front of him with a dark look.

"Beth, time is running out. Please invite the guests tonight."

"He needs us to circumcise him and remove the desires of the flesh!"

"The world misunderstands us so much that they would rather believe the Vatican, which has been manipulating their minds, than seek the truth for themselves."

"I want to see if this body gifted with Holy Light can carry the soul of an 'evil one' like me!"

Talia was already used to her teacher's nagging, so she just frowned and said:

"Teacher, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with this customer, but we seem to be running low on ingredients."

"Then go get it!" said the middle-aged man.

"We've been targeted. Remember to be careful and disguise yourself!"

It is such a heartwarming scene to see a tutor caring about his students.

(End of this chapter)