Chapter 90 Isaac's Childhood
Chapter 1022 Isaac's Childhood
The ending of that person naturally need not repeat.
Amidst the snickers and taunts of the people, after being beaten alive, he hung behind the horse and dragged back—howling like a tenor all the way.
It is estimated that there is no way to go back alive.
Even if he could be dragged back to the door of the gambling stall, he might only have one breath left.
Naturally, no one will clean up the pool of blood on the ground. This also seems to prove from the side where the bloody smell here comes from.
And Annan and Isaac were walking on the street normally - on the way to the Temple of Javon.
Annan couldn't bear it, and asked, "Have you seen this kind of person before?"
He always felt that Isaac's reaction was a bit strange.
Compared with watching from the sidelines, it's more like watching the bad luck of someone who has offended you before.
But obviously, it is impossible for Isaac to know the middle-aged man.
Because Isaac was already an "ancient man" more than a hundred years ago.
He is also a member of the Flamel family, and his background can be said to be quite good, so he should not be involved in gambling.
"No, I thought of something else."
Isaac shook his head slightly, as if he was lost in memory.
With his movements, the metallic geometric pattern on his body jingled, making a crisp sound like a wind chime.
And Annan just turned his head to look at Isaac, and didn't say anything about it.
After a while, Isaac spoke slowly: "You know, Your Majesty... Denisaua is probably the only area in the world where 'slaves' still exist.
"When I was young, I was... almost sold as a slave."
"... aren't you a Flamel?"
This surprised Annan very much.
In any case, as a half-elf remnant with elven blood and in control of the Emerald Jade Tower, the Flamel clan...shouldn't be sold into gambling stalls, right?
"Well, just because I'm a Flamel."
Isaac sighed: "I don't know if there is such a record now... My father died very early, before I was born, he had already died. And his name is also Aisa Ke—or rather, my name is Isaac because my mother named me after my father.
"It is said that my eyebrows and eyes are very similar to my father's.
The emerald green pupils are the proof of having elven blood. And my hair color is inherited from my mother.
"My mother was illiterate. She was able to raise me until I was three or four years old because my father's younger brother kept sending me money. And when I was three or four years old, she remarried to her childhood sweetheart...Naturally, she His surname will no longer be Flamel.
"It's nothing in itself. But my uncle himself came and claimed that Flamel was a noble surname. There was no place for profanity, let alone exodus - since neither my mother nor my stepfather had any formal jobs, they Did not dare to resist my uncle.
"So there was this weird situation where I didn't have the same last name as my mother and 'father'.
"My stepfather obviously wasn't too happy about it. He and my mother soon had new children... my two brothers and a sister. They all had the same last name and I was a heterogeneous."
Isaac said calmly: "Of course, because my uncle, who doesn't even remember what he looks like, sends a very large amount of money every month...so my mother and stepfather still don't have any formal jobs.
"But they also knew that the money would be more and more insufficient. So they borrowed some more money and set up a small farm, mainly planting orange trees.
"In Denisaua, this can be regarded as a business that only people with a little money can do. It can also be regarded as a businessman-not a fruit farmer, but a fruit merchant. It only takes about twelve years to repay all the borrowed money. And oranges have always been a very popular fruit, and there is no need to worry about sales.
"The turning point of things came when I was thirteenth birthday... My uncle who paid money on time every month died."
Isaac said, with the same indifferent smile on his face as before: "Of course, they didn't know about it until a few months later. At the beginning, it was just that the money didn't come at the agreed time.
"My stepfather wrote to ask questions, but there was no immediate response. He cursed at me because he had to pay back part of the large sum of money he borrowed every month, and the family never kept any savings.
"I didn't study at the Wizard's Tower, but I studied mathematics at Denisoa Theological Seminary. My academic performance was very good, and I was always the first in my class. If nothing else, I think I would have become A mathematician."
"……math?"
Annan raised his brows in surprise when he heard this: "Have you studied mathematics?"
At first, he just thought it was just a duplicate name.
But after hearing Isaac's self-report, Annan realized... It's probably not just a problem of heavy names.
"yes."
Isaac nodded and explained in detail. : "I have been studying at Denisoa Theological Seminary since I was eight years old. This is a school run by the Yavon Church. As long as I successfully graduate from it, I can get a job in the church unconditionally, with a monthly salary of at least There is a banknote. So even though the tuition fee is more expensive...if I can get in, I will definitely try my best to get in."
"Aren't church schools free?"
Annan was a little surprised.
He remembered that on Noah's side, anyone was allowed to enter the missionary school—it was just that the entrance exam was more difficult.
Isaac shook his head: "Only Noah's church school is free...except for your Dukedom of Winter."
——Because there is no missionary school in Winter.
Annan knew what Isaac was going to say.
And Isaac just sighed, recalling and whispering: "I remember, the church school at Noah's side, the tuition fees are all paid by the church. As long as you can pass the entrance examination and abide by the school's rules and regulations , you can enroll in free accommodation, and even get a food allowance.
"But in Denisaua, Javon's seminary is not that easy to get into - if you don't have noble blood, you need a letter of recommendation from a priest to prove that this is indeed a 'dexterous and obedient' child. A certain In this sense, it is actually a noble school.
"When we entered school at the age of seven or eight, we would be directly judged by Yaweng's magic [Qualification Appraisal], and divided into different departments. However, this qualification appraisal form will not be shown directly to the students. .
"In Denisauya Theological Seminary, the art department has the highest status...the entrance examination is also the most stringent. In addition to artistic qualifications, a certain level of foundation is required, otherwise you will not be able to keep up with the courses after admission. No Noble students with artistic talents can only enter other majors.
"However, even in the Department of Mathematics, we have to practice the most basic chorus, drawing and handicrafts on weekdays. We have to make our own rulers and compasses. I still remember that the final exam when I was twelve years old was imitated , Copy an architectural drawing of the bell tower. You heard me right, Your Majesty. We also need to study sculpture and architecture... At the age of eleven or twelve, we must learn the force equation of architecture.
"Of course, if you do well enough academically, you can still get a scholarship. I've always been the top academically in my year, and I can speak articulately and sing well – that's a nice plus. I was chosen I joined the choral team of our department, so I got another sponsorship.
"In the second year of my enrollment, I used the scholarship to deduct 80% of the tuition fees; and in the third year of my enrollment, not only did I earn back all the tuition fees, but I even had five or six gold coins left - half of the money , I secretly hid it and used it to buy some books; the rest was taken away by my stepfather.
"Shortly after my thirteenth birthday, it was the first day of school. Because my uncle didn't send any money, my tuition fees, scholarship... were all taken away by him."
Isaac said calmly, as if telling other people's stories: "So, I dropped out of school because of this."