Quiet.

Quiet.

It was so quiet that you could hear it clearly even if you dropped a pin.

The whole room suddenly became quiet and silent.

Both Oia and Mark stayed where they were, as if they had been petrified by Medusa, and did not move at all for a long time.

Only the trembling light in his eyes still proves that time in this world has not stopped.

After a full ten seconds...Ia shivered slightly and made a little sound: "Er...Ea?"

His father, Mark, was trembling all over, and his whole face turned red with the sudden surge of excitement! "Yang...Mr. Yang...this...you...don't talk to ordinary people like us..."

Are you kidding me, Ia is just an ordinary child without the talent of blood contract, she...how could she learn that noble magic?"

Mark laughed dryly and tried to break the joke.

Because in his opinion this is really incredible.

Magicians are the most noble type of people in this world.

Commoners, especially low-class commoners like Mark and his daughter, are the lowest class of people in this world, like dust.

No matter how you look at it, there is no connection between the two.

Yang Tian smiled slightly and said: "This is not a big deal. I am a magician, so I naturally have the power of blood contract. I can share it with Iya.

Although Oia's talent level will be a little lower than mine, it should be enough for her."

Mark's eyes widened and he almost couldn't breathe, "I...I...my mom...did I hear you right?"

Mr. Yang...Mr. Yang, you...are you really willing...willing to share your noble blood contract with my daughter?"

Iya also opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Yang Tian in surprise.

As we all know, there are ways to share blood contracts in this world, and the rituals are not complicated.

So... why are magicians still so rare, and why do most magicians come from nobles?

The reason is simple - people are selfish, and the feudal aristocracy is the most selfish group in the world.

They know that their nobility largely comes from having a blood contract. Therefore, the family rules of all wealthy families are strictly restrictive and do not allow children within the family, especially direct heirs with noble blood, to share their blood contract.

to any outsider.

The only exceptions are those disciples and servants who join wealthy families.

Just like Barlow.

By offering your loyalty, you can reluctantly exchange a share of the blood contract with the nobles.

However, the people sent by wealthy families to share the blood contract with such people are often the descendants of the lowest blood contract level in the wealthy family, or even slaves.

Therefore, the level of the blood contract shared is naturally not much higher.

Like Barlow, his blood contract level was tested to be only level five, which means that he can only become a level five magician in his life.

And the lower the blood contract level, the slower the growth rate will be. In other words, he will not reach the fifth level quickly and then stagnate, but... it may take decades of study to barely reach the fifth level, and he may even still be able to reach the fifth level.

Not possible! This is one of the important reasons why he doesn't devote himself to learning magical arts, but instead thinks about how to curry favor with big shots every day.

And now... Yang Tian, ​​the magician, is actually willing to share his noble blood contract power?

This was completely beyond the imagination of both father and daughter.

"Actually, there is nothing noble or noble. The blood contract is nothing more than a restriction, a rule, and an unreasonable rule." Yang Tian shrugged and said, "In my opinion, since magic exists in this world,

Then everyone should have the qualifications to learn divine arts.

Even if this is not the case, then this qualification should never be in the hands of the nobles and monopolized by them.

Even if you are a royal family or a god, you should not have this qualification."

As soon as these words came out, Mark and Ia were both stunned, and their faces turned a little pale. They did not expect that Yang Tian would suddenly say such "rebellious" words.

If such words were heard by nobles or the army, they would probably be arrested and put in prison.

Yang Tian also noticed the change in the expressions of the father and daughter, smiled, waved his hands, and said, "I'm talking too much, these are not important."

He looked at Ia's crystal eyes again, smiled and asked: "Now, Ia, I ask you again, are you willing to learn divine arts from me?"

Oia trembled, and her face, which had been a little pale before, turned red with excitement.

She bit her lip and nodded vigorously, "Yay...yeah!"

Mark was afraid that Yang Tian wouldn't understand what his daughter meant, so he quickly explained: "She is very willing to do it!"

Yang Tian smiled and nodded so simply and straightforwardly, how could he not understand?

Yang Tian smiled and said, "Okay, then let's start preparing for the ritual of sharing the blood contract..." "Bang!——" A loud noise suddenly came, interrupting Yang Tian's words.

Then, there was a burst of dense and noisy footsteps, and it was easy to tell that a large group of people rushed into the clinic and followed the back door to the backyard.

"You untouchables, get out of here! If you dare to touch my subordinates, I think you are all trying to reincarnate!"

A voice that sounded relatively young, but quite arrogant and vicious came into the house from the yard.

Mark's face suddenly turned pale, "Yes... it's the noble young master who is here."

The little white cat suddenly woke up from its laziness and was so frightened that it ran back to Oia.

Ia picked up Xiaobai, held him in her arms, and gently comforted him, but in fact, her own face was already pale, and she was obviously very scared.

After all, he is an aristocratic young master. Killing civilians like them is really not much more difficult than trampling on a few ants.

"It's okay, I'm here," Yang Tian remained calm, smiled slightly at the father and daughter, and then said, "Let's go out and meet them.

By the way, let me help you father and daughter vent their anger."

Yang Tian stood up first and walked towards the door of the hut.

Mark and Ia were both a little confused when they heard this.

Taking it out?

He wants to help the father and daughter vent their anger?

This...that is a nobleman.

If father and daughter could survive, they would already be grateful to heaven and earth. How dare they ask for anything to vent their anger?

They didn't even dare to get angry! The father and daughter looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

But in this situation, there is no chance of escape. The benefactor cannot be allowed to face those vicious nobles alone.

So, Mark nodded to his daughter, and the father and daughter followed him out.

Three people and a cat came to the door, only to see eight people coming.

Surrounded in the middle was a young nobleman, probably in his twenties, dressed in rich clothes.

In fact, his appearance is not bad, but his complexion is very bad, his face is sallow, and his eyes are lifeless. At a glance, you can tell that he is a person who has been drained by alcohol and sex.

This should be the eldest young master of the Dahn family, Shi Bing Dahn.

Next to Shi Bing, stood a middle-aged man in gray robes with an indifferent face, holding a shining crystal bead in his hand.

It is not difficult to see that this is a magician.

There is also a badge on the chest of his robe, and in the middle of the badge is a beautiful nine-pointed star.
Chapter completed!