Demon King's Mentor

After Eastero recovered, Eric began to seek his opinion on the content of the teaching.

"Teacher, you don't need to ask for my opinion, you just need to make an arrangement and tell me." Estero looked at him, "Since I let you be my mentor, then I trust you."

"What do you usually do?" Eric asked him.

Estero thought for a while: "Basically, I'm reading, and sometimes I go to the garden to play."

"What books do you read?" Eric asked.

"Books on basic spells and botanicals, and some dramas and histories and biographies," Estero said. "Just started with what I could get in the library, and no plans."

"Did you teach yourself all your spells?" Eric asked.

"I learned it from my grandma at first," Estero said, "and then I learned it from the mage who came to the palace to teach every week. I think what they teach is quite simple, but Lorian and the others can't learn it. Later, They didn't let me go to magic classes. But later on, I didn't go to language classes, math, and etiquette classes, and no one would say anything about me."

"You shouldn't be lazy, Estero!" Eric frowned and reprimanded, "This is a very bad behavior! Do you know how many children want to learn knowledge but have no one to teach it? You should immediately Reinstate these classes and apologize to those teachers!"

The blond-haired boy was silent for a while, not daring to look at his face, and said falteringly: "I'm sorry, teacher. It's not that I skipped class on purpose, but... I dare not go to class."

Eric froze for a moment, looked at the boy's drooping head, and asked softly, "They bullied you?"

Eastero nodded.

Eric sighed, reached out and stroked the boy's hair a few times, and said, "Sorry, Eastero."

"Teacher," Estero looked at him, "Actually, I can learn those courses in the library. I once asked Professor Li Ford, who teaches history, for a book list, and then I read it according to the above. There is history as well as literature, I think it’s not bad.”

"Would he like to teach you?" Eric asked him. "We might get him to teach you after his class."

Estero shook his head: "Professor Liford said not to have anything to do with him anymore, and don't tell others that he gave me this list of books. I only told you, teacher, even my mother and I None told."

"Didn't your mother help you find a teacher again?" Eric asked him.

"You're the only one here." Eastero said with a smile, "The best always comes last."

Eric didn't know what expression to use to treat him. The more he got to know this child, the more he felt that the whole world owed him.Eric straightened his mind and said to Estero: "Well, I don't have a more scientific way for the time being, and I don't know much, but there is one thing, Estero, I think you should exercise more , you look very unhealthy."

Estero made a surprised expression: "Am I very unhealthy?"

"How old are you?" Eric asked him.

"14 years old, soon 15 years old." Eastero replied.

"Your figure is as thin as a little girl." Eric looked him over again, "11 years ago, when I was 14 years old, I was much stronger than you."

"Really?" Estero looked at his arm, and then turned away from Eric, "It seems very difficult to be like the teacher."

"It doesn't come in a day," Eric said with a smile. "I think you should spend at least half a day exercising instead of studying strange spells."

This sentence seemed to have stabbed Eastero, and he looked aggrieved: "That's not strange."

"Then tell me, what is the significance of the research?" Eric asked.

"Well, teacher," Estero said, "the spell I'm studying this time is to enhance my body's strength."

"Can this be obtained through pharmaceutical research?" Eric didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Listen to me, let's exercise well."

"Will you teach me how to use a sword?" Estero's eyes flicked to the hilt on Eric's waist.

"Yes," Eric said, "at least for this, I'm still confident that I can teach you well."

So, from the next day, Eric began to accompany Eastero to do some basic exercises every morning. This move seemed to be appreciated by Mrs. Eluchil: "It's much better than sitting there and cooking foolishly all the time. gone."

Then, Eric got some pay, and he decided to take the money to go to an outside school to ask ordinary teachers how to teach students.

"Actually, you can take this money and fly away," said Mrs. Eluchil. "It should be a very good employment payment for you, although you have done nothing."

"Sorry, but I'll be back." Eric led the horse. "Many people outside probably don't know me, and don't know what I'm going to do. They shouldn't refuse my request."

"In the meantime, if I find a suitable and noble mentor, I will let you know," said Mrs. Eluhir.

"Goodbye, ma'am." Eric stepped on the steed and walked away from the palace.

Mrs. Eluhir looked behind her and saw Eastero hiding behind a wolf's tail fern. She said to him, "Don't have too much hope for anyone, Eastero."

"Maybe what you said is what I learned from you," Estero looked at her calmly, "but this time I am willing to try for the teacher."

"Is my mother no better than a commoner in your heart now?" Mrs. Eluchil glared at him, "Don't forget, I am your mother, a person who is related to you by blood. Family! Are you becoming more and more ignorant now? If this continues, your father will drive you out sooner or later!"

"I have no intention of arguing with you, mother." Estero sighed, looking at her, "I don't know when our relationship became like this."

"Until you learn what respect is, I don't want to listen to you!" Eluhilf rubbed his forehead and raised his eyes to look at him, "Esther, shut your mouth and let me listen, you Always keep an eye on Eric Ingeirwen, this is my advice to you! Remember last time? Remember not to give all your trust to one person, otherwise this person will be able to easily dominate do you understand?"

These words were like a thorn, piercing into Estero's heart fiercely.