A single-plank bridge paired with an archer: Human, you're going a bit too far.

Chapter 100 A single-plank bridge paired with an archer: Human, you're going a bit too far.

If you can learn fairy skills, you can improve the grade of the mural!

This made Professor Quirrell more comfortable.

Ethan's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked up to the old witch.

He bowed slightly and said politely:

"Hello, Mr. Groom Saul."

"Could I take a moment of your time? I'd like to discuss with you the art of torment and suffering."

Groom:

Well, that's a winning hand right from the start.

Groom squinted, carefully examining the clean-looking human boy in front of him.

Let your gaze linger briefly on his calloused right hand.

My nose twitched, and I caught a whiff of nuts and minerals, and the smell of paint.

Groom suddenly took a cigar from the drawer, cut off the end, lit it, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.

A sinister smile spread across his face amidst the swirling smoke.

"Do you know what? I will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not leave the wealth that I and my ancestors have accumulated to you, you brat."

Huh? Why are you suddenly bringing up inheritance?

Was my longing too obvious?

Ethan blinked, striking a righteous pose:

"How can vulgar gold be compared to great art?"

"It seems your purity is not high enough, Mr. Saul."

Ethan shook his head seriously.

Groom: "...."

I just love art, I'm not crazy.

For no apparent reason, Groom felt a surge of anger as he stared at Ethan's expression, which seemed to regard money as dirt and completely indifferent.

It's as if what you consider a treasure is just an uninteresting stone to someone else.

At the same time, Groom couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration.

There aren't many artists these days who are so passionate about art.

Groom suddenly pulled off a ruby ​​and gold ring from his finger, tossed it to Ethan, snorted, and tilted his head, saying:

"It's not worth much, and it doesn't have any special effects. The main thing is the fairy's craftsmanship."

! !

Ethan's breath hitched.

Looking up at the heavy ruby ​​ring in his palm, he said earnestly:

"Mr. Saul, you are truly a man of imposing stature, exceptionally handsome, and strikingly good looks."

Even that wrinkled face seemed to radiate a golden light.

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Groom took another deep drag on his cigar, then waved to Ethan:

"Kid, let me see your drawing."

Ever since that human official named "Amelia" relayed the name "Ethan Vincent" to him through his secretary.

He read through the Daily Prophet and The Quibbler.

I know Ethan usually carries his paintings with him.

Of course, there's no need to tell this to the brat.

This time, I specifically called this kid over.

Of course! It's definitely not because I admire his talent!

Ethan readily agreed and took out the leather bag.

The moment the opening was opened, a stench of blood and a chilling atmosphere immediately filled the air.

It was as if Pandora's box had been opened, and dark tentacles were reaching out from within.

The old demon's pupils contracted slightly, and he was filled with awe.

After looking at Ethan's paintings one by one, he fell silent, puffing hard on his cigar.

Is this an endorsement of my art?

Ethan thought to himself, "Let's press our advantage," and made his own request:

"Actually, I wish you could teach me the art of sculpture, Mr. Saul."

"I want to recreate an ancient castle and, through magic, allow people to truly enter and play inside."

Upon hearing this, the old demon suddenly came to her senses, and her body trembled involuntarily.

The officer glanced sideways at Ethan and smiled:

"Ancient castles? What's so fun about those? They're so boring."

Ethan: "There are many. For example, placing an archer next to a log bridge, putting an invisible monster after turning a corner, making sure the door can't be opened from this side, a distance of 360 miles... and so on and so forth."

Seeing the old hag's terrified expression, Ethan smiled:

"Aren't there plenty of games to play?"

Old Demon:

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After a few seconds of silence, the old witch spoke in a hoarse voice: "Is the person you're inviting on this trip someone you have a blood feud with who killed your father?"

Ethan tilted his head and smiled innocently:

"Haha, Mr. Saul, you're joking. The other party is a professor who has been of great help to me."

Old Demon:

Human, you're going a bit too far.

Unless the other person is a masochist, he doesn't believe any human being or "creature" would enjoy this kind of "recreational activity."

He wisely changed the subject:

Humans can't learn the skills of fairies. Besides, why should I teach you—

The old witch's voice trailed off.

He opened his mouth, and the cigar fell onto his body with a thud, burning his tie, but he didn't care at all.

His wide eyes followed the ancient coin that Ethan tossed into the air, looking upwards.

then.

"Bang!

The old witch jumped up and instinctively reached out to snatch the coin.

However, they failed to catch it.

He watched helplessly as it slipped through his fingers, only to be caught in Ethan's hand with a snap.

"...How much do you want? Name your price." The old witch panted heavily. "Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Or one hundred thousand Galleons? I can give you anything."

It is undeniable.

Upon hearing this enormous and immeasurable number, Ethan paused slightly.

However, he knew that there were things more important than money at that moment.

Ethan: "I don't want a single penny, Mr. Saul."

Ethan raised his eyes, and in his cobalt blue eyes, he saw the old witch's stunned face.

"There is only one thing I seek—skill and knowledge."

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"Teach me the art of fairy sculpting, Mr. Thor."

"It is equivalent to an ancient coin."

The words fell.

Ethan saw a faint light appear in the old goblin's mind.

A faint connection exists between them.

Ethan was surprised to realize that this old devil actually liked him very much.

Spray spray.

So arrogant.

the other side.

Upon hearing this, Groom's eyes widened, and he forgot to breathe, only able to hear his heart pounding in his chest.

Thump! Thump!

It's been so long since I've encountered such pure-hearted humans.

In those clear eyes, there was only the pursuit and yearning for art.

And how bad can such a person be, even if their artistic style is a bit strange?

What underworld city? That's clearly a bright place filled with laughter and joy!

The old hag touched her finger, her heart stirring with desire, and she wanted to throw another "insignificant" ring at Ethan.

However, what she touched was the ring that represented the Thor family.

Okay, I promise you.

The old witch lowered her hand, sat back down, and stared intently at the rare ancient coin:

"But let me make this clear in advance: if you can't learn it, that's your own problem, and I won't refund your tuition."

"Haha, then I'll have to ask you for your careful guidance, teacher."

Ethan curled the corners of his mouth.

He handed over the ancient coin, but the old witch snatched it away.

Groom stroked the mysterious and ancient patterns on it with great affection.

For fairies, this ancient coin has an allure that can make them give up everything.

Hmph, that kid is really cunning.

Without saying a word, he has already become his successor.

Oh well, I was planning to take in a child anyway, and slowly pass on my skills.

It will take about ten or eight years to get you started.

The Christmas holidays are over.

The old hag slumped in her chair, her hair disheveled, her cheeks sunken, her eyes lifeless, and she muttered hoarsely:

"Merlin, I... I have nothing more to teach you."

Ethan stood smiling in front of the old witch, his wrists aching from days of intense painting.

However, all the effort was worthwhile.

In my hand, an exquisite and intricate model gleams with beautiful light.

【Model of the Ancient City of Sein】

[A miniature version of the torture chamber, an essential prototype for creating large-scale murals]

Through arduous and exceptional study and practice, you have mastered the "Fairy Sculpture Technique".

You have obtained the entry "Erudition".

[Current knowledge-based entries can be combined to create new skills]

[Upgrade your knowledge and skills!]

[Initial Knowledge Lv1 → Outstanding Knowledge Lv2]

In your realm of mind as clear as a mirror, everything is clearly discernible, even those things that the world prefers to ignore.

You understand knowledge more quickly and thoroughly.

Your reaction time has increased.

[Now, you can sense the opponent's magical fluctuations and model construction before they cast a spell, thus predicting the spell they are about to cast.]

You have learned new skills: Instant Spellcasting

[Under non-silent casting conditions, you will be able to cast general spells faster than others, gaining an advantage.]

As if immersed in a clear spring, Ethan felt his mind become clearer.

The magic circuits are becoming increasingly clear.

To put it simply, it's like going from a complex maze to a single-threaded path.

"Completely cleaned up."

Ethan's lips moved swiftly, uttering the incantation and waving his wand.

In the blink of an eye, the messy room was transformed back into a neat and orderly space.

Upgrade your knowledge and skills! This is absolutely fantastic!

Not only has the casting speed increased, but it can also predict the opponent's spells. When Ethan focused his gaze, he saw faint magical particles flowing in mid-air.

Now, Ethan is certain that he has become a duelist.

Even if two Viktor Krumm attacked, he wouldn't be afraid.

No, a friendly and peaceful little wizard like myself shouldn't need this kind of skill.

"A bountiful harvest!" Ethan said happily to the drained old demon, Old Deng.

"Well then, I'll take my leave, Mr. Saul."

Seeing Ethan bow and prepare to leave, Groom immediately perked up and demanded, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to stay here and continue refining your craft?"

Ethan scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "Well, thank you for asking me to stay, but I still have to go to Hogwarts."

Groom:

He'd been so caught up in his frenzy that he'd forgotten Ethan was still a student.

Ugh, this kid doesn't even need to go to school? What's the point of going to school!

Merlin's reincarnation did not need to go to school.

Groom stared at Ethan, pursed his lips, and unconsciously twirled the family ring on his hand.

No, he couldn't possibly just hand over his entire fortune like that.

No matter how satisfied you are, it won't work.

If this brat were to ask for it, it would only prove that he is still immature.

however.

As if she had read his mind, she didn't mention a word about the heir until Ethan turned and left.

This made Groom admire and praise him even more.

To regard money as dirt like that, Ethan is such a noble and pure-hearted child... ::

After a moment's thought, Groom summoned his secretary and instructed him:

"Go and give Ethan a special business card of mine, the kind that exudes the wealth and power of the Saul family."

The secretary was somewhat surprised, but still agreed: "Yes, Mr. Saul."

She thought to herself:

After so many years, this business card representing the Saul family has finally been given out...

Groom grinned, lit a cigar, and said with a wicked smile:

"Even if fairies lose their status and glory, the respect and authority that money brings will never change."

"Hmph, those 'pure-blooded nobles' among human wizards should understand this best."