Norman knocked at the door again, this time deliberately knocking a few more times and then waiting at the door, but after half a day, no one came to the door.
Then Norman heard a voice coming from behind him.
"Stop knocking. It’s a magic door. If you knock again, people inside won’t hear you."
Norman turned around and saw a fat man a few steps behind him. His eyes smiled and looked very kind, about sixteen or seventeen years old.
Fat is dressed in black and white, which looks good, but it is not cheap. On the left hand side of fat, there is a guy in his twenties who looks like a servant in gray.
"Hello"
This fat first to Norman a greeting "I am Gotha? Brown "
Norman also said his name "Norman" and then asked him, "Did you just say magic? What is that? "
Fat Gotha explained, "This door is enchanted. Only the owner of this magic door allows guests to enter, and no one will hear anything in it even if you knock too hard. Magicians like it quietly. The sales of this door have always been good …"
It turns out that this door has been enchanted! This also makes Norman more sure that living here is indeed Lambert, the black wizard. He has not found the wrong place.
"Are you here to see Master Lambert, too?"
This fat Gotha with a big smile is very talkative. Just seeing Norman, he seems to be familiar with friends and chatting together. "You should not be noble, right? (Norman shook his head) It is true that there are so many black wizards in Cardenas, and there are probably Lambert wizards who can accept us civilians as students … "
It’s just after 2 o’clock in the afternoon, and it’s not long before it’s early morning, but even in the morning and summer, the sun is very poisonous. The fat Gotha can’t stand the big sun for a while, and the sweat on his forehead seeps out drop by drop, and he can’t stand it after wiping it.
"We don’t want this place. Let’s talk to the shadow side over there."
Probably the fat man was born afraid of heat, but Norman didn’t feel how hot it was, but he nodded and went to the opposite side with Gotha-the room there just blocked the sun and shed a shadow, which was cool to watch, and Lambert’s house could be seen opposite Lambert’s house, so if Lambert suddenly came out, he would miss it.
Norman came here and sat down directly. The fat Gotha paid attention to letting his servant spread a piece of cloth before sitting down.
"Where did you study from?"
"Franklin"
"Mr Franklin? I know it’s a nice gentleman in the third district. I heard that the ability of old saying is as good as that of many black wizards, but it’s a pity that he is a mage apprentice … "
"Master apprentice?"
"That is, they call themselves’ grey wizards’ and they are actually apprentices and black wizards are the real wizards. You don’t even know this? Then let me tell you something … "
Gotha knows a lot more than Franklin’s students. Togo explained Norman and finally got a general understanding of the profession of "mage"
The talents who can cast spells are real mages. There are also grades in the mage according to the level of ability from low to high. The black robe mage, the red robe mage, the blue robe mage and the white robe mage have a default classification, that is, the mage apprentice refers to the person who knows all the knowledge of the mage but can cast spells by himself. People come between ordinary people and the mage Franklin.
The two men chatted and chatted. This afternoon passed. Gotha went to lunch and left first. Norman continued to wait here. At noon, Gotha came again. Just like Norman, they waited here and waited for a real chat. So they chatted for another afternoon until 7 o’clock rang before they dispersed separately.
In this way, three days passed.
Norman and Gotha, two carefree brothers, sit at the door opposite Lambert’s house every day just like work, but that door has never passed.
"Mr. Lambert among these black wizards of Cá rdenas is an alien. He is interested in cocktail parties and communication, but he is not interested in spells. It is common for him to stay indoors for more than ten days. A black wizard once said a joke that he can stay in this small building for a generation if possible …"
"When he is a student, it’s harder than when he is a student with a black robe mage. He often follows him to do spell experiments. He can’t come out for a few days or ten days. Although he can eat and drink and take a bath, he doesn’t worry about anything, but people who don’t come out in the room will suffocate. Not everyone is like him …"
This kind of person is the most feared guy of the Knights Templar.
The Knights Templar are not afraid of powerful guys, cunning guys and wise guys, but they are afraid of this kind of faceless guy! Because the other party doesn’t show up and don’t give Norman a chance to contact, then they can’t search each other’s phase data. Without data, there is no way to analyze it, and there is no way to formulate countermeasures. They can wait for Norman with their eyes open and dry.
But waiting is not the way. After all, time is running out.
I have been waiting for three days in vain, but there is no result. It is less than half a month since the entrance examination, and the most desperate thing is that this kind of waiting is the end when I don’t know. After all, according to Gotha, this Lambert can stay indoors for more than ten days, and he may not come out until the entrance examination day.
But there was nowhere else to go but Lambert.
According to Fat Gotha, he has visited several black-robed wizards in Cá rdenas, but because of his civilian status, the black-robed wizards refused to accept him as a student, and they didn’t even want to listen to him. Finally, he was able to try his luck here in Lambert. What is this? Even after waiting for three days in vain, Gotha continued to be willing to wait.
Because for civilians like them, this is the last hope.
Although it is not the way to wait, they can continue to wait-of course, the Knights Templar will not hang a tree. They are ready to take the entrance examination and even make a second set of development route plans.
On the fourth night, just as Norman and Gotha chatted for another day, they were ready to break up and go back to bed in the evening, and the door that they would never have finally arrived.
Chapter 53 Lambert
Norman came to Lambert, and a black-robed mage had to be in his forties. After all, Franklin, a mage apprentice, was nearly forty, but Lambert’s age was beyond his expectation.
The black wizard is not very short, but his body is very thin, his skin is pale, and he looks weak and weak. At most, he is in his twenties. He is very young. He wears a black robe and embroidered several gold lines along the sleeves and the hem of the robe. It is simple but dignified, and a golden six-pointed star is embroidered on the chest of his robe. If he leans slightly, it is a black round badge and the color difference between the robe is very small. If Norman is not outstanding, he may not notice that this is a black badge like the robe.
That should be the badge of Master Lambert.
There are four people coming out of Lambert’s house, except Lambert, who is wearing a black robe. Several of them are younger, and each of them is only 16 or 17 years old at most, and they are all dressed very decently. At first glance, they are not ordinary civilians.
After they came out of Lambert’s house, they stopped waiting for something on the side of the road, and the magic door behind them magically automatically came out! Norman can assure you that he didn’t see anyone going to that door outside or inside. It was himself.
Magic is amazing.
Norman also regrets that Gotha, his "good friend" who has been getting along with him for the past two days, has already rushed away. Where is there any slow pace on weekdays? More sensitive than wild cats
Norman was not stupid when he saw that Gotha rushed over, and he quickly followed him for a few strides and came to the opposite side of Master Lambert. At this time, the talkative Gotha had already talked to Lambert.
"… I know that Lord Lambert, when you don’t like others to wave you, you really should put your limited life into the study of limited magic for a gifted mage like you, but you are waiting for the bus here to listen to me, so why don’t you just listen to my purpose? If you are willing to say a word to me, so much the better. If I can get your instruction, I will feel very honored and my family will be proud of it … "
"Lost, lost"
"It’s over. It’s over."
Norman heart constantly ringing sound like this.
On the communication ability, Norman and Gotha are obviously not at the same level, but Norman also has his own way, that is, when he comes to Lambert, Gotha talks to Lambert endlessly, but he doesn’t say a word.
"He is your friend now, but once Lambert comes out, you are likely to become competitors. In contrast, whoever performs well is more likely to be accepted by Lambert."
The Knights Templar had already guessed this scene and made a response plan.
"He is probably a wealthy businessman who grew up in that environment with strong communication skills, but communication skills can’t be trained well in a short time. We think you can just give up competing with him for communication skills, and sometimes it’s not a good thing to have strong communication skills."
"Although we haven’t seen Lambert, from the limited information given by Gotha, it is likely that Lambert is an unsociable person. For such a person, making the other person feel that you are of his own kind is equally unsociable, which can bring him a better impression than a sociable person can …"
This is the plan made by the Knights Templar for Norman. Once it is simple, just keep silent.
And Lambert seems to be as expected by the Knights Templar. Although Gotha kept talking, Norman noticed that Lambert put his eyes on him more often!
Not talking at the right time can attract more attention than talking more? Norman learned something new.
In addition to Lambert’s more attention, Norman also noticed something that gave him an advantage over Gotha. One of the three guys behind Lambert actually knew him!
Justin or Justin again? Norman remembered it as if it was the name because it was the only one of Franklin’s students who didn’t buy an old-fashioned cage from him. He still had a little impression of this guy who had never spoken to himself.
Seeing that everyone has spent a few days in the same living room, this guy may be able to help him say something.
Norman thought optimistically
"Who was your former student?"
Lambert’s kind words about Gotha seemed like he didn’t hear them. A straightforward question blocked all his words.
Lambert is an old saying.
Gotha looked at Lambert with confused eyes, obviously unable to understand what Lambert said.
He may be able to recognize some of the single old sayings, but he can’t understand them when they are connected together, let alone this sentence. There are still many old sayings that he hasn’t mastered.
Seeing Gotha like this, Lambert just stopped looking at him and turned to Norman. His eyes were a little softer than when he looked at Gotha. Obviously, silent Norman did win his favor more than noisy Gotha.
"I used to be Franklin? Wood student "
This old saying may be incomprehensible to Gotha, but it is simple enough for Norman. Answering the pure accent fluently makes Lambert look at Norman carefully again.
"Franklin? So you and Justin are classmates? "
Lambert is still an old saying
Norman also replied, "I studied in the same living room as him."
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