The Butterfly Wings of Incitement

Late night.

Baruch Mansion.

Hillman, who had escorted Moke and Linley to the Ernst Institute, hurried over.

"Lord Hogg, Moke and Linley have already entered the Ernst Institute. Young Master Moke was even assigned a private villa."

Hillman strode over, speaking with excitement.

"Oh?"

He paused, stunned to see that Hogg was preparing a sumptuous dinner feast.

"Lord Hogg, this is?" Hillman was somewhat puzzled.

Hadn't they already celebrated during the day?

Besides, Moke and Linley had already left.

Hogg smiled and said, "Hillman? Come, come, I calculated that you would be back soon, so I specially prepared this feast."

"A feast, prepared for me?" Hillman sat down, completely bewildered.

"That's right, it is for you."

Hogg opened a bottle of wine, his expression turning solemn at some point: "Today, I have something I must entrust to you, Hillman."

"Lord Hogg, you..." Hillman's heart suddenly skipped a beat, a bad premonition surfacing.

Sure enough, he then heard Hogg say: "You know about my affairs, Hillman. Lina's disappearance has made me live in agony every day for these years; I don't know how many times I've woken up from nightmares."

"But I still had to raise my children, so I didn't dare go look for my wife."

As he spoke, Hogg smiled: "Fortunately, my sons are very promising!"

"My sons Moke and Linley have both been selected for the Ernst Institute! Once they graduate, they will be noble mages.

Furthermore, they have a high chance of becoming high-level mages and becoming nobles of the kingdom!"

"Lord Hogg..." The more Hillman listened to Hogg, the more he sensed something was wrong.

Hogg reached out to signal Hillman to listen: "The Ernst Institute doesn't charge tuition. As for living expenses, although the tax revenue from Wushan Town is small, it is enough to provide for them."

"Now, Hillman, I want to go find my wife, Lina."

Tears were actually streaming down Hogg's face.

Late on the night Wharton was born, his wife had been snatched away by a group of mysterious people.

Although the chances of survival were slim, Hogg still wanted to go look for her.

At the very least, he had to know who had killed his wife.

"Now, Hillman, if any accident happens to me during this process, I need to be sure you can take care of my children for me!"

Hogg smiled through his tears: "My children are all very well-behaved; they won't give you too much trouble..."

"Lord Hogg!"

Hillman stood up: "That is not important; what is important is your safety!"

"Rest assured, I will be careful!"

Hogg nodded firmly: "After all, I also want to see my sons grow up, but I really haven't been able to bear it all these years.

That pain... now that everything is settled, I have to try."

Hogg stared straight at Hillman. The man appeared to be the captain of their family guard, but after all these years, they were more like brothers.

Hillman was speechless, and in the end, he nodded heavily.

And Hogg, for his part, smiled with a sense of relief.

He was finally able to follow his own heart and do what he needed to do.

Hogg had never expected his son Wharton to awaken the Dragonblood Warrior bloodline.

After all, the probability was far too low.

In the original story, Hogg only decided to take action after Linley produced eighty thousand gold coins to cover Wharton's tuition, resolving Hogg's worries.

But Moke had not expected that because he and Linley were both selected for the Ernst Institute, it would actually spur Hogg to begin his actions ahead of schedule.

The butterfly wings he had flapped had, after all, caused some ripples.

"Wow, is that the genius with super-grade affinity for all elements? I think his name is Moke."

"He's only nine this year, right? How is he so tall? And he's quite handsome, too."

"Yeah, yeah, my brother is thirteen and he isn't even as tall as him."

In the first-year lightning-element classroom, several sweet-looking young girls gathered together, whispering and stealing glances at Moke from time to time.

Although Moke was only nine years old, the fusion of the Holy Dragon Warrior bloodline combined with his rapid progress in battle qi made him a head taller than Linley.

In the first-year classroom, he stood out from the crowd like a crane among chickens.

Coupled with his refined temperament, handsome looks, and the gimmick of having super-grade affinity for all elemental magic, he naturally drew frequent glances from a group of young girls.

"Tch, what's the use of super-grade affinity for all elements? A mage's cultivation primarily depends on spiritual energy. His spiritual energy is only eight times that of his peers; he'll probably struggle just to graduate. What's there to be so smug about?"

Where there is curiosity, there is naturally jealousy, and someone nearby was saying this loudly on purpose.

Of course, this was merely the petty jealousy of certain noble children, triggered by Moke being the center of attention for a group of cute young girls.

There were no ulterior motives involved; it was just the simple jealousy of children.

"Hey, Moke, they're talking about you. How come you aren't reacting?"

Beside Moke, a little guy much shorter than him said with a chuckle.

Moke looked at the other boy: "Reynolds, what kind of reaction do you want me to have?"

"I thought you'd teach him a lesson." Reynolds grinned.

Reynolds, who possessed superior-grade lightning elemental affinity, was Linley's roommate.

Because of Linley, Reynolds and Moke were on good terms.

"Little ones, why so lively?"

At this moment, an old man with white hair and a white beard walked into the classroom with a smile.

"Super-grade affinity for all elements, yet you chose to attend my class first?"

The old man swept a glance over Moke without leaving a trace, What a pity. His spiritual energy is only eight times the norm; it will be hard for him to even become a high-level mage in the future.

Feeling a slight regret for Moke in his heart, the old man began his lecture.

"My spiritual energy is high, and I can use some of the low-level magic incantations widely circulated on the continent, but my understanding of magic is still very shallow."

"Coming to the Ernst Institute was the right choice." After listening to one class, Moke decided that whenever he had time, he would come to listen to the teachers' lectures.

After all, he did not have the same treatment as Linley, who had a Saint-level powerhouse by his side at all times.

However, with Moke's comprehension, drawing inferences from one instance was a simple matter.

He only needed to attend a few of these classes to basically master the material.

"The key is that I might be able to purchase high-level magic incantations on the black market in the future."

While deep in thought, Moke and Reynolds walked toward their dormitory.

They had an appointment with Linley today to eat together after classes ended.

However, before they even reached the dormitory, they saw Linley coming from another direction in the distance, looking as if he had just finished his own class.

But by his side, he was accompanied by a sweet and cute-looking girl.

The girl followed Linley, chatting and laughing, her face brimming with a radiant smile.

"Delia?" Moke smiled knowingly. His younger brother had been targeted quite early.

"Brother!"

In the distance, Linley waved his hand upon seeing Moke, and Delia, who was by his side, also looked over with curiosity.