"Teacher, are you alright?" Olivia hurriedly walked out from behind the administration desk to support the old man, asking worriedly.
The old man laughed with a hoarse voice, waved his hand: "Don’t worry. I am not that weak like you imagine. Just this degree of activity isn’t a difficulty for me."
"Mister, you don’t have to worry." A light lit up on the top of Lei’s head. Sui Xiong displayed magic to cover this area then exposed himself, "I also don’t have any ill intention toward Olivia. I really do think she can become the next heir of the viscount."
"Oh? A God?" The old man lifted his head up. His full-of-wrinkle face entirely contrasted to his two shining eyes. As his sharp eyes scanned Lei, who then had a delusion of being hurt by a spear. The old man fearlessly looked straight at Sui Xiong.
After a long while, the old man bowed, hiding his sharp eyes.
"I’ve already known about it. Let’s talk in the room."
As an adventurer’s collar, the number of people who liked reading books was pitifully small. Libraries were pretty unfrequented. If it weren’t because the subordinates of the God of Wisdom and Black Art and the believers of the Ancient Book God had taken this place to build the God Shrine, giving it a rise in population, it would not have been any different from a haunted place.
Olivia found a churchman, asked him to temporarily arrange a room for her and her teacher, and also that God who unreasonably wanted her to become a viscount, along with his Divine mount.
Olivia’s room was not big. It was decorated simply , didn’t look like a room of a teenage girl whose youth was in the prime. If it weren’t for the small rabbit doll on the bedside cabinet, showing a little bit feminine side of her, this room would have been no better than a bookworm’s.
Everywhere in this place was book. Although the paper quality was not good, the book was arranged very meticulously. Olivia indeed put a lot of efforts in transcribing these books.
Olivia was not embarrassed at all when she noticed Lei’s gaze and indifferently said, "Transcribing and making low-quality books are my main income. Unfortunately, people who like reading books are too little here or we can say the number of valuable books is too small."
"With your level, after becoming a viscount, you can try promoting culture and increasing education." Sui Xiong said, "I can see that you are not the one who likes a luxurious life, wasting money to do all kinds of stuffs after saving a little."
"But a noble dignity is very important as well. We cannot forget that." Lei suddenly remembered something, shook his head, "Jeez, it is nothing to you. Having such a powerhouse as your teacher, as long as you don’t do anything that makes others resentful . A nobleman has his eyes on you or he looks down on you. All of these are not worth mentioning."
Olivia was a little surprised, turned her head to look at the teacher.
She was not dumb. It was just that in the past, she didn’t have chances to know the true noble life. There were many things she could not think of. As a noble relative, except for the surname Gerton she carried, which was not considered a bad thing, and a fairly good job, there was nothing else.
Regardless of either the noble gathering was good or the noble education was also good, she missed all these things----in fact, since her father’s time, they had already become commoners. It was simply that in any case, there was still some of connections left, which she could get some benefits from the viscount residence. Although it could not help her become rich, at least, she didn’t have to live a destitute life.
Her parents passed away early. Since little, she had grown up in the library. She became friends with books. The only friends she got were the believers of the Ancient Book God. That bunch of bookworms always wanted to pull her into their church. Despite her amiable personality, she was pretty stubborn when it came to religion’s matters, only believing in her own religious God’s ideology. The ideology of the Ancient Book God was "protecting books, collecting books, passing on culture". It was not that she agreed with that, she just could not acknowledge that.
Loving books was just a hobby, or in other words, it was too fragile for a cultivator to implement the life theory!
Originally, if nothing unexpected happened, Olivia would probably take reading books as a hobby, transcribing books as a career, being a lifetime bookworm. After that, finding a man, getting married, having kids....her entire life would be supposed to pass by like that. But when she was around ten years old, her life met a huge turn.
When she went to the library to find books, she coincidentally discovered an old grandfather sweeping the floor. But in one try, he could jump really high onto the bookshelf.
Such kind of skill was considered quite astonishing to a veteran adventurer, not to mention a small kid like Olivia. She suddenly became interested, followed him for more than half a year. In the end, she could convince the old grandfather to take her as a student and teach her some skills...
Time flew. In a blink, she was already fifteen years old. From the old grandfather, Olivia was able to learn some skills to leap onto roofs and vault over walls, also help others to fight for justice. Not to mention, d, she had unknowingly grown into a talent who was both well-educated and good at martial arts due to the fact that she had been extensively reading.
Therefore, when Sui Xiong displayed magic to find ‘the most suitable person to rule the Gerton’s collar’, he naturally found her.
"If you talk about ‘the most suitable person to rule the Gerton’s collar’.... Is Young Master Luo Meng more suitable?" Olivia asked, "After all, he almost takes over the Gerton’s collar, not to mention he is very talented."
"But he may be a fake." Sui Xiong said.
"It is easy to counterfeit bloodline." Olivia indeed knew a lot, "As far as I know, someone said that magic can be displayed by an advanced shaman. I am afraid that it is just a ritual that wastes resource."
"A fake is a fake after all. Someday, he will be exposed." Sui Xiong said.
"Although we can’t use the ‘Advanced Removing Magic’ to dispel the Bloodline Inheritance ritual, we can use the ‘Magic collapse’ to break it." After being silent for a while, the old man spoke up, "However, ‘Magic collapse’ is a legendary magic. Only a few people can perform this. Since a God is willing to help you, so may he help you make a good scroll like this."
Seeing her teacher approving, Olvia’s eyes eventually lit up.
Sui Xiong slightly smiled and said, "Then let’s decide it like this, when you become a viscount."
"Wait!" The old man didn’t wait for Olivia to answer, as he spoke up to interrupt, raised his head, seriously looked attentively at his disciple, "I want to remind you that. Being a Lord is very hard and also very dangerous. Starting from where you are right now, your peaceful life will leave you. You will have to deal with schemes all the time, mentally and physically fight with many kinds of people you hate. In many cases, you will have to compromise. You can’t simply act in accordance to your wishes. There are many times when you even have to tax your mind and body to handle some trivial things, to turn the table around to succeed."
"You will be physically and emotionally exhausted, not leisured at all. Your hands will be stained with blood. You can’t be innocent like before. You will have to fight all days, no peace at all... Even if it is like this, won’t you regret?"
Olivia silenced for a long while, then spoke softly, "I feel that Gerton’s collar has many bad things, needs a lot of innovations. I want to be like many great people in the books, using my talent to build as many places as I can to help everyone live in peace and work happily. I even want to see someday, there will be books that are written about me in the library... Although I am still worried a little bit, I’ll try my best!"
The old man smiled, once again lowered his head, and didn’t say anything else.
"Don’t worry. You’ll definitely do well!" Sui Xiong used his tentacles to pat on the girl’s head, silently cited two lines of a poem inside.
Carelessness in ruling a country will lead to death of families, disaster and happiness are unavoidable to the trend as well.
Girl, I support you!
In the middle of the internal war in the viscount residence, the outcome of the inheritance right for Gerton city was decided in a simple room of a cold and cheerless library in Gerton city.
Even to those people in this small room, the most important thing was not this matter.
"Mister, what should I call you?" After solving the problem about the inheritance right of the Gerton’s collar, Sui Xiong tried to talk to the mysterious old man.
The old man smilingly said: "In front of a God, I also don’t dare to call myself mister. This humble servant named Lovell, however just call me Fu Lai. People who recognize me just call me Fu Lai... Ha ha, there are not many people call me this name. After all, I have lived in seclusion for almost fifty years."
"Lovell... Lovell..." Lei mumbled to himself, repeated this name several times. He then finally figured out this name’s identity, couldn’t help but roll his eyes, "You are ‘Black Edge’ Lovell? ! That year, due to one person in your family being harmed, you killed the Sacred Fire duke of the Holy Angel Kingdom with one sword move. Afterward, magnificent army with thousands of men and horses chased after you out of the Sacred Fire city to kill you. Since then no one knows your ending? You are still alive!"
He was so excited to meet his worshiped person again. Due to his excitement, his mind, which had originally been closed tightly, opened a lot, made Sui Xiong able to see through his head and project out a scene.
Inside a glamorous house, there was a juvenile about ten years old learning sword art from an extraordinarily serious old man with a wig on.
When resting, the teenage boy asked, "Teacher, you always say ‘No matter how powerful the political and sword art an excellent nobleman has mastered, he couldn’t beat the political influence’. Is there any exception in this world?"
The old man was deep in thoughts a little bit then smilingly said, "Of course there is exception. For example, thirty years ago, the Sacred Fire duke of the Holy Angel Kingdom wanted to break the Legendary Realm. He then captured the commoners with the evil bloodlines, turned them into sacrifices, used fire to purify them to please the Lord of Glory (alias of the Sun God). They even killed people publicly. Civilian cries of complaint fill the roads but they couldn’t do anything. After that, there was an adventurer named Lovell. Due to the fact that his family was killed, before the Sacred Fire duke performed the position promotion ceremony, taking advantage of the time when the Sacred Fire duke bathing, he entered the church of the Lord of Glory to kill that duke with one sword move, as well as lots of guards. In the middle of night, he massacred the whole area then raided out of the Sacred Fire city, fearlessly swaggered off."
"You see, when the sword art could reach to a certain realm, it could beat the power. It is just that... Wanting to reach to such realm is even harder than becoming a king!" The old man kind-heartedly smiled, stroked the head of the teenage boy, "Anyway, there is some little hopes for you to become a King..."
"Teacher, you are looking down on me!" The juvenile who was being teased puffed up his cheeks, "I want to become that kind of outstanding expert! No one can block my sword. Doing right things and fighting for the justice!"
"Fine, fine, fine, you can definitely do it..."