Putting aside the confusion in Lily's heart, Kyle looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said:
"Miss Lily, I originally thought that I wouldn't need to trouble you for the time being, but now it seems that I might still have to trouble you to do a favor."
"ah?"
"Go to the Secret Scroll Master Academy and visit your teacher, Mr. Lucius, the lord of the Plastic Surgery Department." Kyle raised the reply letter in his hand, attracting Lily's attention.
Seeing the fire emblem of her teacher's logo on the reply letter, Lily chuckled. How could she not know that Kyle had been contacting his teacher before he came to the royal capital.
I just don't know what it is for.
Speaking of which, when Kyle rescued him before, the precise control method that could condense magic power into threads, as well as the silent casting, double casting of greasy spells and freezing auras were so superb that they were far unlike him.
It can be mastered at this age.
Thinking about it this way, she felt even more depressed.
My savior is really strong!
When I go to visit my teacher, do I need to ask the teacher for advice on something academic about magic?
She didn't ask any more questions, just followed Kyle's instructions, waited until the groom at the door cleaned the carriage, and then followed him in the carriage to the academy.
Only this time, there was no undead person in the carriage, no maid, and no steward. There were only two people riding together.
A faint magical aroma could be vaguely smelled in the not-so-spacious carriage. Lily had also smelled a similar aroma in the teacher's magic tower, but she always felt that it was not as good as the one used by Kyle.
"Master, we're here." As the carriage gradually stopped, the coachman's voice interrupted Lily's thoughts.
"Let's go, carriages are not allowed in the academy, and it will take some time to walk." Kyle opened the door and got out of the car, stretched out his hand towards Lily, and made a gesture to help her get out of the car.
But as soon as Lily got out of the car, she heard a cold snort coming from the door: "The academy can really let anyone in now."
Kyle looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man wearing simple mage uniforms with a somewhat arrogant expression at the gate. There were two attendants behind him, looking at Kyle with an unkind expression.
Lily whispered: "They are Mr. Salazar Snake's students. Kane, do you want me to help you get rid of them?"
"No, I have a tentative impression of them..."
To be precise, this memory comes from the original person. When he was still working as a librarian at the Secret Volume Master Academy, there were always one or two people who would yell loudly in the library while he was reading on duty.
For this reason, the original person scolded them several times expressionlessly, and was once troubled by the fact that the students in the college did not follow the order of the library.
But now from Kyle's point of view, this may not be a failure to follow order, but a deliberate attempt to stir up trouble.
The original student didn't know who they were, and had no interest in investigating or collecting information about them. If Lily hadn't revealed their teacher, Kyle might not have been able to find the reason...
The main reason is that he really can't find the temper to crush ants to death.
The level of these students is not bad, but the most fatal thing about the academics is that their combat experience is too weak, and in order to accumulate spell knowledge as quickly as possible, they do not have much time to fight on the frontal battlefield.
For someone like Kyle, who already had exclusive skills and strong combat experience, killing them would not be much more difficult than killing a chicken.
Would you care about a child who doesn't even care about the original person?
Anyway, Kyle can't remember it, let alone... provided they don't keep jumping out.
Kyle raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I don't remember Salazar ever teaching you such disrespectful behavior."
He knew that Salazar, the teacher, was an extreme human supremacist in the academy, and it was said that Kyle had some conflicts with him.
After all...he is Harry D. Charles's teacher, and he is also the college mage who gave Harry a platform on the Council of Nobles.
Sure, it's the enemy.
As soon as Kyle called his teacher by his first name, the student lost his expression and said angrily:
"You didn't know how you passed the review of the Noble Council and were allowed to make the royal capital the capital. Who gave you the courage to call the teacher by his first name?!"
Kyle's eyes turned cold. Before the student could react, the magic thread was pulled and pulled. In an instant, amid the exclamations of the attendants, he was hung on a crooked tree at the entrance of the college.
Kyle said coldly: "I wonder who you are talking about? In terms of positions, Salazar and I are both faculty members of the college. We are in different systems. There is no distinction between us.
In terms of magical achievements, we are both registered mages of the Mage Association, so we can be considered half colleagues.
In terms of status, I inherited my father's title, stationed at the border, and fought against monsters in the dungeon. Salazar taught students for many years and cultivated a group of backbones for merit and demerit.
Although we are different in strength, if we really count, even if we call each other by name, no one can say anything wrong. On the contrary, it is you who first questioned the review of the council and then made arrogant remarks...who do you think you are?"
Kyle moved his fingers, and the man who was hung up let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Let go, let me go quickly! Why are you watching? What's the use of you guys... Go."
Stop him and go quickly!"
Kyle glanced at the attendants who had hesitant expressions on their faces but were still rushing towards him. Without embarrassing them, the magic thread flew out again and hung them on the crooked neck tree. This was neither salty nor indifferent.
He said to the student:
"Since you like to put hats on your head so much, don't shout so loudly when the hat is put on your head. Since you want to play the role of superiority and inferiority, then if you are sensible, you should call me 'sir' at this time. Now, you
Just hang it on a tree and remember it for a long time."
He pulled and released his fingers, and the spreading magic thread tightened instantly, blocking the other person's mouth.
When everything quieted down at the gate, a slightly embarrassed voice sounded: "Kyle, that's a little too much."
Kyle turned to look at the place where the voice came from, and a young man walked straight over. His blond hair was very dazzling in the sun.
"Harry D. Charles, like that man, is a student of Salazar and the head of the sixth grade." Lily added in a low voice.
Kyle's heart moved slightly, but he couldn't see any change on his face. He just looked at his nominal cousin calmly.
Not to mention, although his appearance is inferior to his own, he can still be considered upright and handsome, but the smile on his face looks a bit forced, as if he doesn't know how to face himself.
He looked like a kind-faced person, but he didn't fit in well with Kyle's stereotype of a domineering nobleman.
But... does being kind-faced have something to do with Kyle?
Only to hear Kyle immediately ask: "Harry, my cousin, he is standing up for you! What about you? For whom did you choose to go to the Noble Council to make such a suggestion?"
Harry didn't seem to expect Kyle to say this, with a surprised expression on his face. After a moment of silence, Harry sighed and said:
"Kyle, you and I have never met, so you may be a little dirty to me, but I still stick to my point of view. You have to know that the Principality of Inkilanth has been established for more than two hundred years.
Over the years, as the federation's national power has become increasingly powerful, England has also reaped the dividends of development, but how many people have paid attention to the emerging nobles who have fallen with the development of the principality?
Most of them are elites or geniuses from all walks of life. They could have gone very far in the path they are good at. I think it is okay to make them nobles, but when they need protection most, send them to
border……
Kyle, not everyone is like you and has enough ability to withstand risks. You have the protection of Sword Maniac, but not every emerging noble has this ability."
Kyle glanced at his sincere expression, raised a smile on his lips, and said, "You are very interesting."
Harry was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Kyle to say this, and scratched his face with his fingers, seeming a little embarrassed.
It's just that he doesn't know that Kyle sometimes likes to tell the truth. This chapter has been completed!