He was wearing a black tight-fitting suit with a white shield and a long sword combined together on the chest. There were two light blue cuffs on the cuffs. This was the standard uniform of the Royal Capital Knight Academy. Every student of the Royal Capital Knight Academy had a set, and Morin was no exception.

He was tall, strong and sturdy, with a calm face and clear eyes. The cross sword in his hand kept slashing and then swinging, bringing up flashes of cold light.

Not long after, Morin moved, put away his sword and stood up. He was very calm and unperturbed.

"Hu~~" Mo Lin thought about his previous state and let out a breath lightly.

Snap, snap, snap.

At this time, a round of applause came from the nearby woods. A young man walked out of the woods while clapping and said, "Mo Lin, wow, every time I see your swordsmanship, I have to admire it. Mo Lin, your swordsmanship is really an art."

The young man stood tall, wearing a light gold tight-fitting suit that set off his unique demeanor. His skin was as white as delicate porcelain, his face was handsome, and even revealed a bit of enchantment and charm.

This is a young boy.

A young man who is more beautiful and attractive than most girls.

"Alan." Maureen looked at the young man and smiled.

Allen was a friend he met at the Royal Capital Knight Academy. Allen was very knowledgeable and Morin got along well with him. He also had a vague feeling that Allen's identity was very unusual. Sure enough, not long after, Allen's identity spread in the Royal Capital Knight Academy.

He is the prince of the Principality of Lionheart and Flame.

But unfortunately, he is a bastard.

Above Alan is his elder brother Rock. Rock is the queen's legitimate son, and he is very talented and possesses outstanding abilities. When Rock was fourteen years old, he began to help His Majesty the King handle government affairs. Over the years, Rock's orthodox status has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and is difficult to shake.

Even many wizards in the Royal Wizarding Corps praised Rock.

Alan is not only a bastard, but he also has no talent for wizards, so he can only come to the royal capital to study as a knight. Otherwise, Alan should have received instruction from many powerful wizards.

Although he is a prince, he is a bastard. Under the shadow of Ron, Alan has almost no chance to change. The most important thing is that Alan has no wizard talent, which is the truly fatal point.

Allen's identity as a prince not only did not bring him any benefits, but instead made those nobles who were close to Ron wary of him and very hostile. Therefore, in the Royal Capital Knight Academy, Allen's identity only caused a small ripple, which then quickly calmed down.

Not as big a turmoil as the one caused by the genius Johnny.

Alan is a smart man. He knows his situation, so he has been keeping a low profile in the Royal Capital Knight Academy until he met Morin, who didn't care much about anything.

"Molin, your swordsmanship is really good. How about being my swordsmanship teacher?" Allen smiled at Morin and said, "I can pay you. Don't forget my identity. I am a prince."

Morin just smiled, and with a move of his hand, a cross sword beside him turned into a shining silver light, cutting through the sky, and flew over almost instantly, saying, "Take the sword, Your Highness."

Alan laughed out loud, grabbed the cross sword, turned around and rushed towards Morin.

Morin was not really fighting with Alan, he was testing his swordsmanship skills while watching the strange swordsmanship displayed by Alan. As a prince, Alan had access to many swordsmanship and knight breathing techniques, and they were all very profound and sophisticated.

Of course, when fighting with Morin, Alan's swordsmanship could also be improved. After all, Morin's swordsmanship had reached a level that was difficult to guess. Even the part that was displayed was enough to amaze Alan.

Not long after, the fight was over.

Alan lay on the ground in a humiliating manner, his face flushed, and he kept gasping for breath, while Morin slowly retracted the cross sword beside him, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal at all.

"It's okay... ahem... I'm fine." Alan saw Maureen's gaze, shook his head and said so.

"You'd better take a good rest."

Maureen helped Alan sit down under a big tree. After a while, when Alan's condition seemed to be better, Maureen turned around and left.

The air began to ripple and disperse like bubbles, and then two figures in gray robes appeared in the same place.

"Your Highness." Two gray-robed figures bowed slightly to Alan.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Alan raised his eyes and said calmly. These two people are wizards from the Royal Wizard Group. They are quite powerful and are specifically responsible for protecting Alan.

No matter what, Alan is always the prince of the Lionheart Principality.

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself, learn from Prince Rock, and don't compete with others." One of the gray-robed wizards said lightly. The other gray-robed wizard did not speak, but what he wanted to express was revealed.

Alan smiled, leaned his head against the tree trunk, and closed his eyes.

He didn't speak.

The two gray-robed wizards looked at each other and their faces turned ugly.

But their eyes revealed deep helplessness.

"There are always two wizards beside Alan. They should be responsible for protecting Alan."

As Morin walked, he thought about what had happened before, looking thoughtful.

He smiled and didn't take it to heart. Although his strength was damaged now, it was easy for him to deal with the two wizards.

Morin left the Royal Capital Knight Academy and walked on a remote path. He changed his clothes and the muscles on his face kept twisting and changing. Soon, Morin turned into a completely new look.

It was the face of a middle-aged man with a cold and murderous look, which made people feel frightened at the first sight.

Morin came to the street, identified the direction, and then strode forward.

After a while, Maureen appeared at the door of a large chamber of commerce.

He walked straight in.

"Mr. Colin, welcome, welcome." The clerk of the Chamber of Commerce noticed Morin's arrival and quickly reported it to their boss. The boss came over quickly and nodded and smiled at Morin, looking like he believed that harmony brings wealth.

"Old Tom, how's it going? Did you get what I wanted?"

Maureen said in a concealed hoarse and low voice.

"Here we are, Mr. Colin. Please come in." Old Tom, the owner of the Chamber of Commerce, extended his hand and invited Maureen into the VIP room.

Maureen walked along the road leading to the VIP room with ease, but he was thinking about what he had done before.

After settling down in the Royal Capital Knight Academy, Morin used his advanced knowledge of alchemy to prepare a healing potion for himself. He soon came up with the formula, but he still lacked a lot of materials.

So Maureen disguised himself as a vicious middle-aged man named Colin, and then went to the largest Chamber of Commerce nearby to purchase the medicines and various materials he needed.

As for the magic stones needed to purchase materials?

Not to mention that Morin himself has a wealth of accumulation, just relying on his strength as a third-level wizard and the special features of an ancient wizard, it is not difficult for him to get magic stones in the royal capital.

At first, Old Tom was frightened by Maureen's appearance, but later he found that Maureen's requirements were not high and he was quite generous. All he had to do was bring up what he needed according to his request.

Some of the materials that Maureen needed were very common, while others were quite precious and had to be transferred through many channels, so Maureen had to come here many times. After a few visits, Old Tom and the guys here became familiar with this 'Mr. Colin'.

The VIP room was well decorated and luxurious, with witchcraft incense burning, which made people feel calm and relaxed both physically and mentally. There were also extremely beautiful girls serving here.

Those girls are all virgins around 18 or 19 years old. If the guests want, they can do whatever they want to them without paying any price. This is a small gift from the Chamber of Commerce to the guests in the VIP lounge.

Maureen didn't have that idea.

He sat quietly in the VIP room for a while, and not long after, Old Tom came up again.

"Mr. Colin, I have brought you the things you wanted. This is the last batch of things you wanted." Old Tom smiled at Maureen.

"Um."

Maureen nodded.

His eyes fell on a wooden box behind Old Tom, which was held by several wizard apprentices in gray robes.

Morin waved his hand slightly, and one of the wooden boxes flew over and landed in his hand.