An Unqualified Heir, Dragon-style Tutoring

Jeans put the keys away. "I don't have time now, I'll go this afternoon!"

"Do as you please."

"Aaron," Argus looked at him with amusement, winking, "You and the girl from the Darwen family...you have something going on!"

"No, we're just ordinary siblings," Aaron said immediately.

"I understand, I understand," Argus said understandingly. "As long as they're not blood siblings, it's fine."

Aaron paused for a moment, gave Argus a disgruntled look, and then dragged Lyon to the next Chamber of Secrets.

He didn't want to explain, because the more he explained, the more complicated it would become.

"It seems they've tacitly agreed," Argus murmured.

Aaron had just pushed open the second door when he heard his whisper, and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Lord Argus, I feel it is necessary to remind you," Jeans said hesitantly, "The young master is currently not interested in this kind of thing, and is even quite resistant to it."

Argus, however, didn't care. Who can predict the future?

Upon entering the second Chamber of Secrets, Lyon, just like Aaron when he first came here, hugged a trash can S.P.E.W..

"You can meet the ancestor Mol; his medical skills were unparalleled."

If you're interested, you can watch how he dissects the human body; his superb skills and meticulous attitude will definitely leave a lasting impression.

"No need for that, I'm worried he'll dissect me." Lyon hurriedly waved his hand. "Aaron, how many Chamber of Secrets are there in your house anyway?"

"Actually, I don't know either," Aaron said rather awkwardly. On the surface, their family has nearly two hundred Chamber of Secrets, but the actual number is likely more than that.

Vico had produced a bunch of keys, but there were some he didn't recognize, and he had no idea what doors those keys could open.

Lyon paused for a moment, then understood Aaron's meaning.

"You're somewhat incompetent as heir."

"I'm a bit special!" Aaron said helplessly. "Besides, I'm only the heir now, not the clan leader. Isn't it only natural that I don't know all the secrets?"

Upon hearing this, Lyon also chose to change the subject.

Of the four Hidden Family, Gaius is the most unique, and it's none of his business how Uncle Vico arranges his son's life.

"If I may ask, is there an ancestor presiding over each of the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Of course not, I currently know of only 28 people with whom I can communicate normally."

Gollum!

Lyon swallowed hard.

"Um... how about you just take me to the library?"

"Not going to visit anymore?"

"This isn't a visit, it's a visit," Lyon said dejectedly. "And the people I'm visiting are all highly respected. I'm not Gaius, after all. Meeting one or two is one thing, but meeting more than twenty in a row is a bit outrageous."

"So that's what you're worried about!" Aaron chuckled. "Apart from Weihert and Ancestor Flor, the others need me to summon them to appear."

In other words, you only need to meet one or two people.

Why didn't you say so earlier?

"Why didn't you ask sooner!"

Next, Aaron showed Lyon around Vaughn's music room, Salks ' kitchen, Lant's botanical garden, Diate's library...

Lyon finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief when he reached the twenty-ninth room.

He looked at Aaron with a complicated expression and sighed, "I thought the education I received since childhood was amazing enough, but compared to you, it's nothing."

Today, Lyon has truly broadened his horizons. He completed nearly thirty courses over two Summer Holiday, something he himself admitted he could never have done.

How did you manage to persevere?

"Talent, plus... human will."

Lyon:...

"Speak like a normal person, don't I know you?"

Aaron sighed and pushed open the door to the thirtieth Chamber of Secrets, which was the wine cellar.

As Lyon smelled the various aromas of alcohol in the air, his lips twitched violently. "Drowning your sorrows in alcohol, your family arranged this way too smoothly, didn't you?"

"This kind of treatment is only for me." Aaron poured himself a glass of ale and took a big gulp. "My father and grandfather were a little less talented, so they were content just to guard the house."

But I'm different; no one knows what world I'm going to.

In short... when traveling the world, having many skills is never a bad thing.

"Hahaha!" Lyon laughed, clutching his stomach, gloating. "This is the first time I've ever heard of someone with a talent for nothing suffering like this."

Hearing this, Aaron clenched his fists, suppressing the urge to hit someone. "The hardest days are over. Things are much easier now than they were two years ago. At least I don't have to run away from home anymore."

"It's been quite tough," Lyon said, leaving the wine cellar. "I don't know how to comfort you, or rather, I feel unworthy to comfort you."

Although this is not the path you chose, it is one that others yearn for but cannot obtain. Although it is difficult to walk, the future is bright.

If I could, I'd like to switch places with you.

"You wish! This is a privilege of my family."

"I know, I'll go." Lyon pursed his lips. "I'm going to the library now, so I won't disturb your class."

Aaron took a deep breath, downed the ale in one gulp, and then returned to the Weihert Chamber of Secrets.

He has already mastered the basic usage of Elemental Magic. During this holiday, he needs to learn some advanced magic property transformations, and it would be even better if he could learn some other Magic Array.

However, his request was sternly rejected by Weihert, "You haven't even fully mastered Elemental Magic, and you already want to learn other things?"

"Ancestor, you were right to reprimand me," Aaron said weakly, then changed the subject, "But you also know that Elemental Magic is primarily offensive magic..."

"That's because you're only thinking about increasing power," Weihert said irritably. "You only know some basic moves for defense and support, it's embarrassing to even mention it."

Aaron:...

"Okay! I'll compromise."

During this holiday, I will study other applications of the element.

"Is that what I meant?" Weihert was speechless. "In the past, an Elemental Magic could live off mastering just one attribute for a lifetime. Don't you think you're being too greedy?"

"Without greed, nothing can be accomplished," Aaron said in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Sigh!" Weihert sighed speechlessly. "I'll teach you one more method at most, but don't push your luck."

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Seal it." Aaron said without hesitation. At this stage, sealing magic was of no help to him, but he instinctively felt that this magic would be of great use in the future.

Upon hearing this, Weihert's helpless expression turned into relief.

"I thought you would ask me to teach you more destructive magic, but it seems you have a bit more foresight than I thought."

Aaron chuckled awkwardly and scratched his head. "So, Ancestor, you agreed?"

"Agreed, why not?" Weihert said meaningfully, then slowly extended his right hand.

The five Elemental Magic circles of water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder formed a pentagram in mid-air, which was then connected by an outer magic ring to form a five-pointed star array.

"Do you understand now?"

"I understand." Aaron couldn't help but swallow. "I underestimated Elemental Magic."

"You still have a lot to learn," Weihert explained earnestly. "In my time, everyone had a different understanding of magic. There were thousands of different uses for the same elemental attribute, and this is just one of them."

"Ancestor, if I may ask, how long would it take me to master all Elemental Magic?"

Of course, this is under Forbidden Magic.

"With your talent..." Weihert frowned in deep thought, and after a dozen seconds he held up three fingers.

"Three."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief; he could barely accept this timeframe.

Add a zero at the end.

"Wortefa ..." Aaron almost couldn't catch his breath, "Thirty cents."

"This is still a conservative estimate; it's already quite remarkable."

"Hehe!" Aaron squatted down, his pupils appearing somewhat dim.

He could grit his teeth and hold on through 30, but 30...

By then, he might have already broken through to the level of a god, and there wouldn't be much point in studying Elemental Magic anymore.

"That's what it means to have endless learning," Weihert comforted Yu. "Elemental Magic of the same level doesn't differ much in power; knowing how to use it simply is enough."

Aaron forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "I can use it simply now."

"Really? That's amazing." Wicht applauded, "But do you understand that "" and "" mean the same thing?

Can it be instantaneous? Can it be stacked multiple times? Can it provide both defense and support? Yes...

"Can you stop talking now?" Aaron interrupted before the fourth blow could come after enduring three critical hits. "I'll listen to you for the rest of the holiday, okay?"

Weihert immediately revealed a 'teachable' smile, "Our ancestors won't let you suffer. As long as you perform well enough, I can teach you some other tricks."

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, we can make a covenant."

"There's no need for that. I still trust my ancestor's character," Aaron chuckled.

Weihert shrugged and began assigning Aaron the tutoring tasks for the holiday.

He started by practicing with the simplest basic Elemental Magic circles to solidify his foundation. In addition, Weihert would give him half an hour to an hour of sparring every day.

Every time Aaron came out of this Chamber of Secrets, he was covered in wounds and bruises of all sizes.

This left Lyon stunned and furious, and he was about to go to Weihert to protest.

But after learning how fierce and powerful this ancestor was in life, he resolutely chose to follow his heart and said that he could not help him.

It seemed that Lant had known all along that Aaron would get injured, and while Aaron was learning about plants from him, he prepared a large amount of medicinal herbs so that Aaron would be full of energy and ready to get beaten up the next day.

Only then did Aaron understand Jeans's 'good intentions'. No wonder he only arranged a few major courses during the holiday. It wasn't that he didn't want to arrange more, but rather that Aaron's energy didn't support him arranging more.

Weihert delivers a spectacular beating, Lant heals his wounds, then they go to the library to test what they've learned, and finally Flor gets a psychological consultation.

After the all-inclusive service, if there's still time, you can go to other Chamber of Secrets to rest and relieve stress.

It has to be said that this schedule is really professional. If he could not feel his own strength improving every day, he would definitely go all out to fight Jeans. Is this how you treat your young master's Butler?