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Two months have passed, the first of July has come in the nine hundred and fifty-seventh year since the establishment of the Council of the Great Clans. Two people stood on the porch of the mansion: a child with black hair and gray eyes, and his grandfather, an old man with a gray forelock, thick mustache and purple eyes.
Both were dressed at home, but somehow solemnly. Still, today is not an ordinary routine day, but a real holiday. Balthazar and Jane are returning from the academy for the holidays.
«How fast time flies,» Bradomir sighed, and dreamily continued. «Your older brother is already an adult, he graduated from the academy, he will soon get married, and great-grandchildren will go there ...
«Time always goes by fast when busy,» Aaron nodded. «Especially if you plow like a slave in hard labor almost every day, right?
«Don't exaggerate, you were fed normally...»
«That's right, but I was so tired that I was sick of eating... Wait... You don't even deny it!»
— I don't see my fault in this, rather, the whole thing is in that slop that you constantly drink.
— It's medicine!
Actually poison...
«Well, poison in the right dosages and in the right hands is like medicine,» Aaron clarified. And my hands are golden.
— Golden ones? snorted the old man. "Yes, you are right, how many gold coins did you pull out of my pockets with these hands...
— Yes, you spit already, gold is so, trinket, it exists just to be spent, — the boy waved it off. «Besides, I invested in the right thing.
— Burglar...
«Stop whining, go make more money instead!»
«It's easy to say, he didn't even bring a copper into the house,» said Bradomir, crossing his arms.
«Just wait, my brother will come home, we will quickly get rich with him,» Aaron said, narrowing his eyes slyly. I already have some work...
Aaron trained hard for two months. He grew up a little, became stronger, and in some places even small muscles appeared — this was a very good result for a seven-year-old child. Also, his reflexes and muscle memory, although not at the level of his past life, have improved significantly. In addition, his progress in creating immunity to poisons went by leaps and bounds, and he could no longer be harmed by weak and medium-sized poisons.
Aaron was not only involved in training, he also managed to implement a couple of ideas that he had planned. And to prepare everything necessary for others, which are still to be implemented in the future.
The main thing that he managed to do was to fully assimilate the memory of his unwitting victim — Andrei. Who, it turns out, in his existence as a separate soul, and a living person, was a professor at the university, was a scientist ...
The man had many hobbies, read various, mostly scientific or so literature, taught programming at the university. He had a lot of useful knowledge, and more than enough experience.
Before becoming a professor, before he retired, he worked for the military, led the development of artificial intelligence for drones. During his youth, he was engaged in hacking and creating video games. Wrote a number of scientific articles, defended.
In general, a very interesting specimen ... And most importantly, now everything that he knew and that he could do belongs to Aaron — a brilliant necromancer, whose magical knowledge reached the limit of his own world.
Having received Andrei's knowledge, Aaron looked at many things from a different angle... Things that he had not understood before, now became easy and obvious to him. And those that understood — sparkled with new colors, bringing more and more ideas and inspiration to his crazy, in terms of magical research, head.
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The carriage drove out from behind the hill, and after some time drove up to the yard. The doors opened, a tall, about eighty-foot-two, young man came out, followed by a teenage girl, stately and tall for her age.
The guy looked very young, but in the brown fiery eyes the rudiments of future maturity were visible. His hair was black, pulled back into a neat ponytail. He was well built, dressed in a white jacket with the academy's insignia pierced by a spear, and dark trousers tucked into leather boots.
«We haven't seen each other for a long time,» the young man said happily.
«Yes, for a long time, but at last you are here, come quickly into the house,» Bradomir answered the greeting. Jake and Ursula will set the table soon.
— That's good, otherwise I'm hungry like a bear waking up in winter ...
While the two were talking, the girl came up to Aaron and hugged him tightly.
«You've grown a lot this year,» she said. «Soon you'll catch up with me.»
Aaron was now about a hundred and forty centimeters tall, and Jane was a little less than a hundred and sixty. She looked like a beautiful young lady of thirteen, with black hair and bright blue eyes. She was dressed in the same clothes as Balthazar, however, the uniform of the academy sat on her much more gracefully.
— Of course, in the future I will be two meters tall, you'll see! The younger brother grinned.
«For this you need to eat a lot, and drink milk more often,» Jane said, and then stroked Aaron's head.
«I hate milk,» he said dismissively. «Just think about how you can drink something like that... Did you know that mammals, with the exception of humans, don't drink milk as adults?»
— No... Is that so? Jane was surprised. Somehow I didn't think about it...
«This is a real fact, so my hatred of milk is due to nature.
«Well, you bastard,» the girl snorted. Let's go home, I'm hungry.
«Come on,» Aaron nodded in agreement. Jake cooked duck with apples and baked garlic buns.
— Sounds great...