"Is this true, Roger?"

Andrine held a piece of letter paper and shouted excitedly.

Roger nodded.

"I'm so happy for you! It seems that although you forgot some things, your skills are still perfectly preserved. We must celebrate for you tonight."

Andrine patted Roger on the shoulder, "You can't refuse this time, come to a music performance, maybe this story will appear in your personal autobiography many years later."

Andrine's eyes were filled with joy.

Roger nodded, "No problem, I will play a tune for you."

"Bordeaux Conservatoire!"

Andrine sighed, "That is the most famous music university in the entire state. When I was young, I also dreamed of being on stage, but unfortunately, this university entrance exam is too difficult to pass. And I have no talent myself."

"You were actually spotted by Professor Compson, who is a famous music master..."

Andrine praised him tirelessly, which made Roger even a little embarrassed.

As for Compson, Roger said that he had never met this person at all, and Henrik helped to handle everything.

"Will you be specially recruited into college?"

Andrine suddenly remembered something.

Roger shook his head, "This semester is coming to an end, and the next semester will be summer vacation. When the next semester starts, I need to go to the music high school affiliated to the Bordeaux Conservatory of Music."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Roger's face, "You know Andrine, although I like it here very much, the music environment there is more suitable for my development."

"It's okay." Andrine said with relief.

"Time flies so fast, it always feels like you are leaving before you are familiar with this place."

There was a hint of reluctance on Andrine's face, she stepped forward and hugged Roger.

"I am very happy to have you by my side. Remember, this will always be your home. Don't worry about tuition fees, I will help you solve it."

Art studies can cost a lot of money.

Roger felt warm, and he shook his head. "My situation is very special. Professor Compson said that I am eligible for a special funding quota. The next year's study expenses at the music high school will be paid by that foundation."

"When I go to university next year, I will have a full scholarship, so you don't have to worry about tuition fees."

"That's great!"

"You should really thank Professor Compson, he was really helpful."

In Menia, the tuition fees for college students are a huge expense. Many students do not have the money to pay the high tuition fees, so they can only use part-time study or apply for student loans.

"There's no need to do that at all." Roger hurriedly told Andrine to dismiss the idea.

All these are just official procedures. In fact, after arriving in Bordeaux, Roger will not go to the so-called music high school at all, and it is impossible to enter any music academy in the second year.

There he will start a new life. A life that belongs entirely to the witcher.

The next period of time will last until the summer vacation, which will be his first and last summer in Bay Town.

With the new arrangement, Roger naturally doesn't have to go to school to listen to books, and he plans to devote himself to training in the rest of his free time.

If you're lucky, you might be able to pass the trial of grasses within these two months.

Andrine went to the kitchen to prepare dinner with great interest, and Roger had nothing to do, so he went back to the room alone.

But as soon as he entered, someone knocked on the door.

"I heard your conversation just now, are you leaving here?"

Amanda suddenly felt that the young man in front of her was a little strange. He seemed to be much stronger than she first thought, and he became calm and confident.

"Inadvertently caught by Professor Compson..."

Roger laughed, this matter cannot be discussed in detail, the more we talk about it, the bigger the flaw will be.

"Oh, by the way, have you made a decision about what you asked me about last time?"

Roger asked along the way.

He didn't want this silly girl to be seduced by that black-hearted woman after he left.

Amanda nodded.

"What you said is very reasonable. I am very satisfied with this life now. The gap between me and my mother is getting weaker and weaker. Everything is getting better, isn't it?"

Roger's expression became serious.

"The thing you're hesitating about has something to do with Betty?"

Amanda's complexion changed slightly, and she couldn't help blurting out, "How do you know?"

"The last time you went to Marsh Town, did you see anything in the gathering place where they lived?"

A look of hesitation flashed across Amanda's face.

"I can't say, although...it disgusts me, but since it's Betty and the others..."

"It's some mysterious ritual."

Seeing the astonishment on Amanda's face, Roger knew he had guessed right.

"How do you know about it? Did she exposed you to mysterious things, is she still planning to let you participate in it?"

Now that Roger has guessed it, Amanda has nothing to hide.

"Betty said that she can guide me into that extraordinary world, but there is a price to be paid for obtaining that magical power."

"What price?"

"Sacrifice a part of your own body!"

"Eyes, ears, voice, limbs."

Amanda's body trembled slightly, "What Betty sacrificed was her own womb. She gave up her reproductive rights just to gain more power!"

She sighed.

"Although I have always yearned for that world, I still can't do it if I have to pay that price."

"A wise choice." Roger nodded.

"Betty's tribe inherited a...spell called voodoo, which originated in tribes in Africa."

"Mainly obtain strange powers through sacrifices, blood, etc. It's better not to touch them. Sacrificing a part of her body, that girl is no longer what you know."

Roger persuaded.

"How do you know this?"

Amanda still felt a little strange.

"Trust me?"

Roger took out a bottle of liquid and put it on the table, it was psychic water with enhanced effects.

"Rub a little on the eyes."

Amanda's spirit is different from ordinary people, plus psychic...

"What is this for?" Amanda looked curious, but did as she was told.

"Slap!"

"Don't blink!"

Roger opened the pocket watch in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of ghosts sprang out from the pocket watch, and a solitary head appeared beside Roger.

Amanda watched all this dumbfounded. Obviously, the psychic water had an effect.

"This girl's mental strength is probably beyond my imagination." Roger was slightly surprised, and at the same time, a little regret rose in his heart.

"Who said girls would scream when they saw a ghost or something and hang on to the bodies of the people around them at the same time?"

"Everything on the Internet is really a lie!"