Chapter 56: How to train a teacher to become a legend

Author: Don’t ask the common people, ask ghosts and gods

Chapter 56: How to train a teacher to become a legend

Inside the Orvisto Mage Tower, on the negative 1st floor.

As the dimensional teleportation started, Roland and his group returned to the tower carrying various gifts and things they bought, bringing their research trip to a complete end.

"After being out for so many days, things in the tower should have accumulated a lot. I'll get busy first."

Froya's eyes were slightly red, and she spoke to the three of them and recited a spell.

In the blink of an eye, I went upstairs using "Dimension Jump".

"Senior, what's going on? You obviously reconciled with Miss Sophia before, and you look happy." Skold said with some confusion.

"After this trip, Sophia and the others will also leave Rune City. I don't know when we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future," Roland said.

"Then can't we still contact him via email?" Skold said confused.

"I'm too lazy to tell you." Roland waved his hand, "I'm going back first, Yiwen. See you later."

"Okay, okay." Yiwen hugged the book and bowed, and said quickly.

"See you later." Scott was too lazy to think about what just happened and waved to him.

Suddenly, he reacted: "Hey, why did you all run away!"

Roland walked faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye he turned through the gate and disappeared.

Scott had no choice but to stay with Ewen to deal with the luggage.

At this moment, Roland, who had already climbed up the floating ladder, found that the tower spirit had locked onto him and immediately projected a screen over him.

"Roland, have you come back? Come to my side. I have something to ask you."

It's Orvisto's summons.

Roland did not dare to neglect and quickly canceled the original target floor and changed it to the 9th floor of the Mage Tower.

In the brilliant and bright lobby, magic lights shine, and the smooth crystal floor reflects the figure.

Since he had been here many times, the servants all recognized him. Several maids who were using cleaning techniques to wipe the floor quickly saluted and said, "Good day, Mr. Roland."

Roland nodded and was slightly surprised to find that the twin succubi sisters who had disappeared for a long time appeared.

"Mr. Roland, please." Just like in the past, the succubus twins said in unison.

As sweet and charming as ever, with a stereo sound effect.

"Long time no see, you two. Why haven't you been here recently?" Roland couldn't help but asked curiously.

Hearing this, they explained with a smile: "We are originally interdimensional creatures. We have always lived in Her Majesty the Queen's castle. We only live here when we go to work."

Roland was stunned, and then he remembered some things he had seen during his visit to Hilt Company, and suddenly realized.

Many succubi are no longer in the chaotic evil camp. Since many abyss lord-level succubus queens awakened their lawful consciousness and converted to hell, they have transformed and become lawful creatures!

Is working to make money, eating well and being safe at the same time not better than hunting for wild food every day?

Most of the succubus queens who switch to the lawful camp are business-minded and find ways to make a living.

The teacher can also make a living by hiring these succubus maids to provide housekeeping services. They can travel regularly through some natural plane tides, and even the teleportation fees are waived.

Soon after, Roland followed the succubus sisters, walked through the art palace with Orvisto runes floating like hollow patterns, and came to the teacher's study.

The door was open. Before Roland could knock on the door, Orvisto waved to Roland to come in directly. He then got up from the chair behind the big table and sat down in front of the small sofa next to him.

"Teacher, I wonder what your instructions were when you summoned me?" Roland sat down on the other side and asked knowingly.

As expected, Ovisto said: "You actually cooperated with Runifu Si to launch a pinyin plan?"

(If you don’t tell the teacher about a good project, it will make your skin itch, right?)

Roland said quickly: "Teacher, I didn't know she was the Archmage beforehand. I thought she was just an ordinary little netizen."

Ovisto laughed: "I'm just curious. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to help you with this kind of thing."

"Why?" Roland was stunned. It turned out that he judged a gentleman with a villain's heart and misunderstood the teacher's meaning.

"Do you think arcane achievements are so easy to obtain? In this world, only truth is eternal, but knowledge is like foam in the vast sea of ​​stars. You have to go through many hardships and hardships to get one or two of them by chance.

For many people, having one or two decent achievements in their lifetime is enough to comfort them."

Orvisto sighed.

"I have reminded you before that you should be good at using other people's wisdom. I didn't expect you to even use the Archmage."

"It's just a chance." Roland simply said, it is a matter of pen pal communication in the arcane world.

Ovisto asked Roland about the "Serys Pinyin" and sighed again: "I didn't expect you to be extremely talented in this area. Some people have always said that I don't have the arcane gene for spell studies and phonology research here.

Once again, I can finally refute."

"The teacher has given me a reward."

Roland felt embarrassed.

I don’t have any talent. It’s all the hard work of Lu Cunzhang, the inventor of alphabetical pinyin, the father of Chinese pinyin, linguist Zhou Youguangxian and other seniors.

The same is true for oracle bone inscriptions. The joint contributions of Wang Yirong, the Four Elders of the Four Halls, and a number of contemporary authoritative experts allowed the discipline in this area to take shape.

In my previous life, I felt that not to mention the direction of Oracle, all linguistics majors were mediocre, so I jumped into the pit decisively, started a lot of messy side jobs, and finally joined a game company.

Unexpectedly, I can rely on it to achieve financial freedom in this life, and even be praised by my teacher.

Time is also fate.

"This is the pinyin of Siris..."

Archmage Ovisto hesitated for a moment, his expression became unusually tense, and he made a request.

"Can you teach me?"

"Why?"

Roland was shocked.

"Teacher, are you serious?"

"Students are not necessarily worse than teachers, and teachers are not necessarily better than students. In front of the endless sea of ​​knowledge, we are all ignorant people picking up shells."

Orvisto coughed dryly.

"There aren't any teaching materials yet, and even if there were, they wouldn't be as good as you, a living teaching material. If you don't mind, spend some time and energy teaching me."

Roland was almost stunned.

But in a blink of an eye, he understood.

This is a great scholar who aspires to become a legend. He has already given up all worldly fame and fortune, even the face of being a teacher.

This kind of mind and courage are really not something ordinary people can possess.

But he is not a saint, and he really has no desires or desires.

The "rewards" he once mentioned are the things that help to advance to legend!

Looking at Orvisto's eager eyes, of course Roland would not refuse, nor could he bear to refuse.

"I am at your service, my teacher."
Chapter completed!