The journey of the soul-piercing pawn to the God of Dharma

Just as he was about to leave, a beautiful woman wearing pajamas and slightly messy hair entered the restaurant. She looked dazed and hadn't woken up yet. She was Sachiko's daughter, Baron Thalia.

"If you have anything delicious, bring me one. Morning, everyone!".

White saluted: "Hello, Miss Talia!".

She just sat down and didn't notice the stranger. She raised her head slightly and said with a very professional smile: "Good morning, Vet White, please sit down, you're welcome!".

"I wish you a happy day, Miss. I am retiring. Commander, is this a history book?"

"Haha, come with me, I will take you out."

White took three history books, eight parchment maps, and left with many thanks.

Marshal Sachiko returned to the dining table and was puzzled. This guy, a good knight, didn’t want to be a knight. It was hard to find a literate man under his command who was in good physical condition and could be trained to be an effective general. However, she didn’t want to be a knight. This was the case for many warriors. A dream opportunity.

The aristocratic class has a monopoly on literacy, and an illiterate person will definitely not be able to become a general. He also has a monopoly on knight training. If you want to be a knight without authentic skills, you must be loyal to the nobles.

Therefore, if ordinary people want to be promoted, they will definitely need the support of nobles. They can also obtain the loyalty of these knights and consolidate family interests.

"Father, what's wrong? Is a mere veterinarian worthy of attention?"

"Haha! He's good. As a noble, you can't ask for help. After he pledged his allegiance, it was a matter of course to ask him to do things! He can train many veterinarians to ensure the health of the war horses. We have too few veterinarians and it is far from enough. Now we have harvested hundreds of Horwarts war horses. We need the right person to participate in the training, and he is the most suitable candidate, but unfortunately, he is not interested. Secondly, if he becomes a knight of our family, given his conditions, his cultivation level will not be too low, and with a little training, he will become a fierce general. Father looks at people. It can’t be wrong.”

"Understand, today's uncles were all trained by their grandfathers. Their children are literate and trained in knight skills since childhood. There are only a handful of them who can succeed. This veterinarian is a good material, with a good physique. He is handsome and tall, haha!"

"Haha! Thalia has grown up and understood things. After this year, you will marry His Majesty. You must learn to think about things, don't cause trouble, deal with things calmly, and think more about the causes and consequences."

"I know! Go back to the military camp for training right away. I also want to go into battle and kill the enemy!".

Sachiko: "That's alright. Training can only be a hobby. You are not allowed to go to the battlefield. If you become the queen of the future, I dare to break your legs!".

"Father, I'm leaving. I'm going to the battlefield, and you can't stop me!". Thalia made a face and walked away.

"It's all because of you that you've spoiled me. I'm not done with this daughter until she's mad to death. If I get married early, I'll feel at ease. I can't stand her!"

"Okay, let's talk in private. She is naturally belligerent and can't be stopped! My daughter has such a good character. She will not suffer any disadvantages when she marries into the palace in the future. She is submissive and cannot stand up in the palace. You have to worry again! Hey! Each has it's own benefits……".

White went to the church and visited the magician who didn't know magic again. After thinking about it yesterday, he decided to practice magic. Just being loyal to the nobles doesn't mean you have much freedom. Seeing how respected the magic apprentice is, you will definitely fight for it if you have the conditions.

Master Andrew was lecturing on the scriptures, and White looked at the devout believers with amusement. This guy was simply a stickman, and it was not easy to survive.

He lowered his head and flipped through the history book, which was bound with parchment. This kind of book starts with a gold coin and is only owned by noble families. This book is at least a hundred years old and can only record the last dynasty.

It seems that the latest history book is actually a history written by the Moore family themselves. The timeline is relatively long and includes six hundred years of honor and disgrace of their own family.

I thought: "Just read it as a novel! It's good to kill the boring time."

System prompt: The book is being scanned into memory and it will take 10 hours.

Well, if you save and remember it directly, the game warehouse function will still work. Isn’t it a photographic memory? All players learn everything quickly, and they inherit the memory function, which is very practical.

Today may be a day of worship, and the believers dispersed during the meal. It is not easy to be a magician. You have to preach, recite, and at the end play musical instruments and lead the believers to sing hymns. It is interesting that the old man is versatile.

When I came to this world, I had never listened to music. I didn't expect to listen to it for a while in a church. The human mind is too tightly constrained. The place that can make people happy may be religion. How can this be done? Music is the source of happiness, and religious culture is absolutely dimensionally reducing and invincible.

"Master Andrew, are you done? Please forgive me for this special visit!"

"You? Third-class private boy?".

"Exactly! I'm here to consult on how to become a magician! I'm willing to pay for the consultation!"

"It's just a third-class soldier, ten silver coins a month, what kind of magic do you want to learn? He's still too old to be suitable."

"I didn't expect Master Andrew to look down on people, so I'm so disappointed. I'll give you a lot of consulting fees. Donate if you need!"

"That's not what you mean. A regular magic academy accepts apprentices. If you don't have a letter of recommendation from a noble, it is absolutely impossible for them to accept you. Have you ever thought about the price of asking a noble to write to you? Besides, if you go to a magic academy, how much money do you have to pay for the lessons? Fee? Magic circle, equivalent exchange, no class can be free of charge, knowledge has a price, if you want to listen, you can pay. If you don’t have money, you can go to work for the tutor. How much is the reward? It doesn’t last ten or eight years. , there is no way to graduate! The aristocratic children are money bags, they can afford all the classes, and cannot be offended. The magicians are cheap labor for the poor children. How can they "move forward" without squeezing them? It is difficult for ordinary people to achieve success in their studies. , spend your whole life in sorrow and anger, you'd better not witness the evil world rules of the magician circle."

"Study, why not learn? As long as I have the qualifications, I will learn. As for the money, even if I earn my life on the battlefield, I will do it! At least I can listen to the lessons! Master, you are not going to learn right away. I have to be prepared. I want to know what is going on. No qualifications?".

Andrew: "I can identify it, come on! If it doesn't work, don't bother me in the future."

Follow the back hall of Andrew District, pass through the small courtyard, and enter a library. There are a large number of books in it, all of which are church readings. This may be the resting place of Master Andrew.

She pulled out a box from under the desk. White deliberately turned his head and pretended to look at the books on the bookshelf against the wall.

Andrew opened the wooden box, and inside lay a staff, bottles, a crystal ball, and a leather book.

The staff, crystal ball, and magic book were placed on the desk, and the crystal ball was placed in the center of the table. The magic spell was held in the left hand, and the staff was held in the right hand. The old man instantly became more solemn.

"Come here! If you feel dizzy, hold on for a while. If you can't help it, let go."

Under Andrew's command, White held the crystal ball in both hands, waiting for the test.

Andrew flipped through the armored animal skin magic book, found the spell to drive the crystal ball, and muttered...

Ah, bazakla, nala! Suha...

The staff and a crystal ball are ineffective.

Second time, invalid

The third time, it didn’t work.

"Hey! The sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is damaged, and I will never be able to practice magic or drive the staff. I'm sorry!".

White: "Hey! Well, thank you for your help, master. I will go to the church to donate silver coins. I have something else to do. Goodbye!"

Walking to the door, Andrew suddenly shouted: "Wait! Wait a moment."