You are all my wings...

However, Terena clearly saw through Leon's instinctive intentions.

Although it was partly a coincidence because of Leon's observation and her own experience, it was still quite unusual for someone so young to be able to see this.

"Yes."

Lyon replied calmly.

"Then you'll be disappointed. They won't come to see me because I was born without magic."

Terenas's youthful voice suddenly dropped to a low, tranquil tone, like a mountain spring at night.

After she finished speaking, she took a step forward.

Leon didn't reply, but followed them.

The journey continued in silence, until—

"Isn't your home over there?"

"Yes."

"Then why are you following me?"

"The road belongs to everyone, not just me and you, but you and me. After all, your legs are shorter than mine, and you walk slower than me."

Terena didn't say anything, and silently quickened her pace toward her home.

Leon chuckled softly, continuing to lead Treina half a step ahead as they walked towards Langley's home, which had become independent from the family.

It was also a dilapidated two-story villa.

Langley, a fourth-class knight, likely didn't receive much support from her magical family when she became independent.

Although her job pays quite well, she obviously can't afford a house near the capital's central area if she doesn't go to the underground city to earn extra money.

Crunch, crunch.

Lyon stepped onto the stairs, the old wood making an unpleasant sound as it rubbed against each other, and a few wood shavings were shaken off as he lifted his heel.

Good heavens, this little house is even more dilapidated than the one I rent.

Behind her, Terena followed silently.

Reaching the third door on the second floor, Terena rushed to the door, turned around, and opened her short, small hands, her pure brown, glass-like eyes looking at Leon:

"You want to come into my house? My mother isn't home."

Chapter 242 If you want to see your beloved magic book quickly, don't move around.

Why do you think I would want to come into your house?

Lyon smiled.

"There are pictures of mothers that are worth playing with.

"Oh, and the result?"

“They were all chased away by my mother.”

"It's a pity your mother can't beat me."

Terena took a step back, her eyes showing no fear: "If you can't beat them, you can't come in either!"

"You're so young, but you're incredibly brave. Do you know that I'm a very powerful magician?"

"How about that?"

"It's nothing. I had a very pleasant chat with you today. Miss Langley told me you were a quiet child, but it seems you're quite talkative. That's all for today. I'll come to pick you up earlier tomorrow. You walk too slowly. Waiting for you the first time is just a courtesy. I won't have time to wait for you in the future, understand?"

Leon said firmly, then his body turned into a shadow, fell to the ground, and disappeared from Terena's sight in the blink of an eye.

She paused for a moment, realizing that she had indeed said quite a lot today.

As is my usual practice, I don't say anything unnecessary.

why?

A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Undecided, she stood on tiptoe to unlock the door, pushed it open, and entered, revealing a rather shabby little house.

The room has a kitchen, a bathroom, and a bedroom, with no walls separating them. The empty room contains only a few thin clothes hanging on the windowsill.

To be honest, this house is not befitting of Langley's status as a fourth-class knight.

A normal fourth-tier knight is already considered part of the backbone of the royal capital. If they work hard to earn extra money in the dungeons, after deducting combat losses and the costs of various recovery potions and equipment maintenance, it is quite achievable to earn over a hundred gold coins a year. They can easily buy a decent property in a location further away from the royal capital.

However, considering that her daughter Terena had no magical talent and showed great interest in those spellbooks, Langley chose to live in the southern part of the royal capital, a prime location because it was close to Karon's mansion.

And young Terena, of course, was aware of these circumstances.

Therefore, the only people she was grateful to in her life were one and a half.

One is a mother, and the other is someone who rarely speaks of love or care.

"Why can I only occasionally see through the mind of that magician?"

This was a type that Terena had never encountered before.

Despite her small size, she possessed a profound understanding of the world.

In the past, she could keenly capture and quickly interpret the psychological state of anyone, regardless of their expression or action, even developing an instinctive ability to read minds.

What is the background of this man who seems to be highly respected by his mother (as seen in the letters)?

What was his purpose in following us earlier?

With her doubts, Terena finished washing up early and went to sleep promptly when the only valuable mechanical clock in the house struck 9 o'clock.

The moonlight streamed through the window and fell on her slender face, dividing it into two halves: one pitch black, the other dimly lit.

……

Before dawn the next day, when Terena quietly opened the door, she found the handsome silver-haired man already leaning against the corner of the wall.

She stopped in her tracks.

Just then, he strode over, grabbed her, and gently picked her up.

What is he going to do?

Terena struggled.

"If you want to see your beloved magic book quickly, don't move around."

She was still struggling, but then she found that everything in front of her had changed drastically, as if she herself had turned into a shadow and entered a very strange perspective, in which everything was rushing backward.

Just seven or eight seconds later, with a whoosh, Terena found herself being placed on the ground by a man named Leon. In front of her was her grandfather's mansion, and at the door, the maid who had taken care of her the day before was looking at her with a shocked expression.

What used to be a ten-minute walk is now over in an instant?

Terenas was stunned.

He really is a very powerful magician.

"Let's go, Miss Terena."

Miss?

This was the first time Terena had ever heard someone address her as "Miss," because normally, this was a term used for unmarried girls who had just come of age.

Those who know her well call her Little Terena, while those who don't know her well just call her that little girl.

A feeling that I couldn't quite put into words welled up inside me.

She looked up and met the gaze of the tall, handsome man.

"What, is there some kind of flower growing on my face?"

"no."

Terena turned her head and replied coldly.

Inside the library, the two continued reading the magic book.

In the blink of an eye, a morning had passed.

Another dull time.

While engrossed in her magic book, Terena also took the time to observe Leon.

Because she couldn't see through it, she needed to observe even more.

She discovered that Leon was still looking through the same magic books from yesterday.

Five intermediate books, covering four different systems, and one advanced book related to fire.

In addition to these six books, we also have a local superior today: the Great Mire.

Is this a four-elemental mage?

No, he also controls the Shadow faction.

A sense of loneliness welled up in Terena's heart. Why was she the only one without magical talent?

She could understand these magic books at a glance and quickly grasp the magical imagery.

On the contrary, those who were invited by Langley to be her magic teachers had only a rudimentary theoretical level. They could only imitate what they saw, and they didn't even understand the principles. They made many mistakes in their explanations.

After she casually pointed out the magicians' mistakes, they complained to their mother that they had disrespected their teachers and knowledge, and that they lacked the understanding that nobles should have.

This is a huge misunderstanding; she was simply telling others what you did wrong.

This sparked their jealousy?

To be honest, Terena couldn't comprehend these emotions; she could only interpret fear and disgust, jealousy and arrogance in the eyes of these governesses.

suddenly--

Why have you looked at me so many times?

Leon's voice woke Therena from her reverie.

Huh, that's strange. Why am I getting distracted and thinking about all sorts of things while reading the magic book?

Wait... did he notice I was observing him?

She turned to look at Leon, who was standing straight in the middle of the bookshelf not far away.

The two were positioned differently. Because she was too short, she had to take the magic book to the table and stand on a high chair to read it. Therefore, she was not close to Lyon, at least eight or nine meters away.

"I didn't see it."

She lied.

"Really? That's good."

Lyon seemed to believe her lie and began to read it again.

Time passed again.

After finishing the lunch brought by the maid, Terena patted her belly with some satisfaction, a rare smile appearing on her small face.

Lunch was the same as yesterday: stewed mashed potatoes and meat sauce. She ate it with relish, because it was the only food she could eat while Langley was away from home.

Langley, as a mother, is actually inadequate in many ways. She doesn't know how to take care of people and often leaves Terena to handle many things on her own.

But Terena harbored no resentment, for she knew how difficult things had been for Langley.

The rumors, the family's disdain, and the demanding duties of a court knight all weighed heavily on her.

Seeing the cheerful Langley every day is Terena's greatest happiness.

"Is the meat sauce delicious?"

Terena was startled and quickly looked up at the source of the voice. It was Lyon, who had silently appeared in front of her.

"It's delicious."

She felt a sense of panic, as if her little secret had been discovered.

"If you want to become stronger, you can't just eat this kind of ordinary meat."