Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 176 Mayfair is leaving

Considering that he rarely visited Mayfair at other times except Thursday, Terry first took out his mobile phone and clicked on the account avatar he registered for Little Mayfair last time on the communication software.

"Are you there?"

After a while, Little Mayfair replied with a question mark.

Terry couldn't tell whether he was a little happy or disappointed. In fact, what he urgently needed now was the knowledge of the older Mayfair, but relatively speaking, little Mayfair was much easier to get along with than the perverted and capricious old witch.

But then, after the question mark, Xiao Mayfair began to send out several messages.

"You kid, you prefer younger ones, right?"

"I've only been away for a few days, and now I want to start looking for little ones to eat?!"

"No, strictly speaking, the little one is also me..."

"Okay! Last time you emphasized the issue of underage to me with righteous words, but now you have started to show your ugly face as soon as you become an adult, right?"

"I-she's still years away from adulthood!"

"You damn pervert!"

Terry grinned with a complicated mood as he looked at the familiar tone between the lines.

Well, it seems that Mayfair is now logging into Little Mayfair's account.

Two thumbs buzzed on the phone screen, and Terry directly told Mayfair that he wanted to visit.

After all, he was asking for help, so Terry's attitude was relatively low-key, not as sharp as his previous words when he was disgusted by the old witch and gave him goosebumps.

Surprisingly, Mayfair, who had always been very responsive to Terry's requests, remained silent for a long time after learning that Terry had something to ask for this time.

Seeing that there was no movement in the chat box, Terry sighed, thinking that he might find someone else.

Hey.

The phone vibrated.

Mayfair finally responded, with only one short word.

"it is good."

After that, an address location was sent.

Not a clinic, but the apartment where Mayfair lives in modern society.

Although there is no formality, and he always uses all kinds of extremely greasy adult words to provoke Terry, in fact, this is the first time that Mayfair has told Terry about his real residence.

Although he was a little surprised by Mayfair's anomaly, Terry took a taxi and hurried there according to the address sent by Mayfair.

Mayfair lives in a single-family apartment near a wealthy area.

This was within Terry's expectation. After all, the other party had emphasized how noble his identity was many times, and little Mayfair was accidentally tested by Terry last time. This girl's identity actually came from 1,600 years ago. British princess.

Moreover, whether he is a magician in his true identity or a psychiatrist in disguise, Mayfair is unlikely to be short of money.

After ringing the doorbell, there were some jingling sounds inside the door.

Mayfair's voice sounded a little flustered: "Why are you here so quickly? Wait a moment, give me a few more minutes!"

Terry scratched his head. He didn't quite understand, but he still answered honestly.

It was said to be a few minutes, but in fact Terry waited for nearly half an hour before the sound of slippers could be heard in the house.

Mayfair opened the door.

Terry was stunned for a moment.

Although he was wearing homely casual clothes, his face was painted with particularly delicate makeup. This was probably why Mayfair was busy just now.

This woman was always busy in these places that Terry didn't care about at all, and she didn't know why she was doing this.

If you ask for something from others, ask for something from others.

Terry recited it silently twice, then forced out a smile and prepared to explain his intention. But Mayfair suddenly stepped forward and hugged him.

Terry's eyes widened in shock and he wanted to push Mayfair away.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mayfair suddenly whispered in Terry's ear.

Terry's raised hands paused in mid-air.

"I'm sorry. I know what happened to you last night. I should have helped you, but...but someone didn't let me do that."

Terry was silent for a few seconds.

"It doesn't have to be like this. In fact, I don't even have any special feelings for you. Although you have said many times about the past and the future, I really can't bring in the corresponding emotions - what happened to me. Nothing should be your fault.

I can't even understand why you always help me, so I can only be grateful for everything you do. If you need it one day in the future, I can repay your kindness. "

Just when Terry was about to continue speaking, Mayfair raised his hand and put his index finger against Terry's lips.

She didn't respond to what Terry said. Instead, she put down her hand and tapped Terry's chest.

The dark green light lit up, and at that moment, Terry felt as if he was on a breezy beach, looking at the endless sea water, feeling an indescribable sense of relaxation.

The buff under the inventory accurately reflects Terry's mood at the moment.

'Comfortable and comfortable. '

"This is a meditation spell. Do you feel that your mood is a little less uncomfortable?"

Indeed, under the influence of incredible magic, the sadness in Terry's heart was diluted a little.

Looking at Mayfair who looked expectant, the expression on Terry's face changed. He was a little helpless and apologetic at first, and finally smiled.

"Thank you."

Mayfair finally stepped aside, gestured to Terry to come in, and winked mischievously at him.

Terry walked into the house and finally knew that those jingling movements just now were Mayfair cleaning the room.

There are still traces left in many places that are difficult for ordinary people to catch, but Terry's observation ability can tell that this must have been a room for a woman living alone who liked to throw things away.

Sitting on the sofa, Terry looked at Mayfair, who was looking at him quietly with his chin propped up, a little embarrassed, and organized his words a little.

"If you're so clear with me, then I guess I don't need to make it clear why I'm here?"

Unexpectedly, Mayfair immediately shook his head, spread his hands, and had a troubled expression on his face.

"No, I don't know why you came to me. I only know that when you asked me for help, something psychologically traumatic must have happened to you."

Huh?

How could this be?

Terry felt a little strange, but now was not the time to dwell on this, so he could only speak out his needs.

Mayfair listened quietly, then lowered his head.

Terry felt even more strange, because Mayfair, who was always cheerful, actually showed a very sad mood and buried his head, as if he didn't want Terry to see it.

"How come it's so fast?"

Mayfair's previous confidence and pride disappeared. When he raised his head again, he looked at Terry with some grievance.

"It's actually time for the professor to give you astral projection, but I obviously want to stay a little longer."

"Um, please wait a moment. I just need a way to quickly enhance my mental power or suppress it. What does this have to do with astral projection?"

Terry was confused.

"And last time, the younger version of you, didn't you say that I don't meet the requirements for learning astral projection? My total magic power is too low, and I don't meet the prerequisites for learning at all."

(End of this chapter)