After Gries got the book, he used his abilities.

Under his control, the ink fell directly on the paper and turned into the same handwriting.

This capability also has a copy function in disguise.

One book turned into three in a blink of an eye.

However, no one noticed that Martin, who handed the book to Gress, had a moment of stagnation.

Because... I suddenly advanced!

The moment he added the title and handed it to Gress, he received a prompt.

The sudden surprise surprised Martin.

He originally thought that at least three students would need to learn the general content of this textbook.

After all, the condition is to "teach a complete discipline to someone who would otherwise not be able to learn it."

Now it seems that the definition of "teaching" here seems to be relatively vague.

I don’t know what kind of "profession" the advanced Sequence 8 will be, so Martin couldn’t help but guess in his mind.

However, there are others present now, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we can only wait until the evening to advance.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his surging mood, and continued to teach the three students.

Time seems to be getting extra slow.

...

A flexible and small white shadow jumped on the high wall, and from time to time stopped and looked at the wall, with a sense of agility in its amber eyes.

It looked up and sniffed in the air, as if looking for something.

Then, it jumped gently and fell into a quiet yard.

He stepped on the wall and jumped lightly onto the windowsill on the second floor, then got into the open window.

Under the windowsill, there was a neat pair of tarot cards and a mirror the size of a palm on the table.

...

In the east of the city, Bosen Manor welcomed a special team of guests this afternoon.

In addition to the protagonist Earl Cross, Bishop Aslan and Bishop Grande also stood beside him to welcome the upcoming guests.

Not long after, a team riding tall horses appeared at the door of the manor.

The front rider in the team was a man wearing full-covered armor.

Part of his face was exposed in his helmet, and his cold eyes shot out from his blue-gold pupils.

The gray-black armor has a dark and restrained luster, which shows that the armor is not a good thing. The vague traces of swords on it also show that there have been many battles.

Each trace seems to have become a badge known to symbolize courage and glory, making the owner wearing it more majestic and majestic.

The gate of the manor is open. Except for the person in charge, more than a dozen other knights dismounted and walked at the door of the manor. 日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日�

Only the cold man rode a horse to the three of them before stopping.

He turned over and dismounted, like a heavy object landing, making a dull sound, and the ground trembled.

The man stood firmly on the ground and took off his helmet.

"Dear Your Highness Vita, welcome you."

Cross bent down slightly, stroked his right hand and saluted, and the two bishops beside him also nodded slightly to salute.

"Close, don't be too polite, two bishops, Ri An."

The man named Vita nodded slightly, with a smile on his cold face.

"Ri'an, Your Highness."

The three of them responded one after another.

Vita, the third prince of the Gapher Empire, is now thirty-two years old.

The blue-green pupils are one of the symbols of royal blood.

Vita's face has clear lines, is very resolute, and has a strong military temperament.

The servant wanted to come and take care of the horses, but stood by the side at a loss because the reins had been picked up by his subordinates.

"Don't worry about them, let's talk to me first about the rebellion of the Immortal Cult Group before."

Vita naturally became the leader and took the lead in entering the manor.

At the end of September, two fog incidents in Faralinburg seemed to have passed, and ordinary people's lives have returned to normal.

But there was not any wave under the calm water. On the contrary, undercurrents were surging, as if a bigger crisis was brewing.

The third prince Vita came to investigate the matter as a representative of the royal family.

Sending him here also showed the royal family's attitude towards this matter and was quite cautious.

In the hall, the servants left after delivering hot tea.

Cross reported on the beginning of the two fogs, as well as the impact and casualties caused.

"That is to say, nearly 10,000 residents died in the fog of erosion." Vita said after hearing this, then looked at the two bishops, his face darkened.

"The cultists are moving under your eyes, where is the temple? What are you doing?"

He spoke in a questioning tone.

But the two old men did not look any dissatisfied. They both knew the character of the third prince.

Moreover, there is no distinction between the two sides in terms of status.

"There were also casualties in the two temples this time, and the high-level priests of the Immortal Cult Order were also eliminated."

Grande narrated calmly.

Vita's eyes were cold and he was not polite: "Two bishops, you can all be fooled by the strategy of digging the tiger away from the mountain."

This is a pointing at the nose and scolding.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little frozen.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Cross's face. His identity was between the nobles and the temple. While smiling bitterly in his heart, he quickly stood up and explained:

"The Immortal Cult Group uses a high-ranking priest as bait. They are too insidious and cunning. The two bishops' decision to pursue them is very normal. The time-selection clerks have also successfully stopped their conspiracy."

"But there are still thousands of people in the kingdom who die inexplicably!"

Vita seemed quite angry, his chest undulating slightly.

"After this incident, it will be difficult for the Immortal Cult to cause trouble in Gapher for at least fifty years." Aslan said slowly, with a very calm expression on his face.

"Hmph, is it not so important to your eyes that ordinary people's lives are as important as pursuing cultists?"

Vita asked fiercely.

At this time, Grande smiled gently on his face and asked lightly: "So, is there anything you can do to the prince?"

Vita put away his emotions, looked at the old man and said calmly: "In view of the lack of protection of the citizens of the two temples, I decided to apply to His Majesty to garrison troops in Fort Faralin!"

Earl Cross's pupils shrank slightly and gave Vita a meaningful look.

It seems that this is the real purpose of His Highness the Third Prince's trip.

I just don’t know whether this is his own idea or the appeal of the entire royal family.

"Your Highness, you should know that it is not easy for Faralin to have the current development, and this matter is absolutely impossible! Change the conditions!"

Grande glanced at Vita deeply, with a calm expression but a firm tone.

Vita did not speak immediately, but instead put his slightly expected gaze on Earl Cross.

Unfortunately, Count Cross was indifferent to his eyes.

So a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes inadvertently, and then his whole aura completely restrained and he nodded slightly: "Then take a step back..."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Clint and Rocky returned to the manor in a carriage. Glads also held the book with great enthusiasm, preparing to go back and study it carefully.

Doriani also left with Martin's seasoning recipe.

Martin patiently cooked a pot of seafood porridge for dinner, and waited until night fell before calling out the system interface.

Looking at the silver prompt above, Martin couldn't help but feel excited.

!

Sequence 8, I'm here!

Martine shouted in her heart and confirmed the prompt.

The next second, his eyes suddenly turned black.

What happened suddenly was a strong and clear feeling of falling!

If Martin hadn't prepared before advancement and knew that he was lying on the bed safely, he would have doubted whether he was really doing free fall exercises.
To be continued...