If everyone becomes an adventurer, who will put in the effort themselves?

Suddenly, Seria raised her head, her azure eyes gleaming with pale white fluorescence.

Next second,

Vines suddenly surged from the ground and underground of the passage, trapping Fiona in an instant.

Suddenly bound, Fiona jerked her body, trying to break free of the vines binding her.

"Hmm?" Seria hummed softly.

In an instant,

Fiona, who had already broken free on one side, shuddered, grabbed a vine that had been shaken apart, pressed it against herself, and then said tremblingly:

"Um... Mother Celia... what did I do wrong?"

Celia...Mom?

Lynn was puzzled by the title, but just then, azure light began to appear in the depths of his eyes.

The azure lights, like fireflies dancing in the forest on a summer night, flickered wildly in Lynn's eyes.

[The dragon of broad knowledge awakens itself...]

[Skill: Vine Technique (Improved Version) Analysis in progress....]

Two prompts appeared in Lynn's mind, which also slowed down his thinking.

Meanwhile, Celia, holding her staff, walked up to Fiona, who was trapped.

Then, Celia gently waved her staff.

The surrounding vines disappeared, and Fiona floated up as well.

[Skill: Levitation (Improved Version) Analysis in progress.....]

Lynn's eyes flickered again, and her brain began to process a series of information once more.

at the same time,

Celia led Fiona, who had floated over, to Lynn, and lifted the restrictions on Fiona.

"Fiona, apologize!"

"Whoa!!" Fiona landed and prepared to bow without thinking.

But then, Seria snorted:

"Is this all the apology you're offering?"

Upon hearing this, Fiona immediately changed her bow to a full kneel, kneeling down with a thud and shouting:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!!"

After saying that, Fiona paused for a moment:

"Wait, where did I go wrong?"

Lynn frowned, suppressing the overwhelming thoughts in his mind, and forced himself to explain:

“Seria misunderstood; she thought you were molesting me.”

Fiona suddenly realized what was going on:

"Oh, so it was something that happened before!!"

"Then I did it."

Lynn fell silent.

I endured the discomfort of the skill activating automatically just to save your life, and you actually admitted it?

Sister, can't you have a little survival instinct?

Now, Lynn is in a mess too.

It's incurable, just wait to die!

Chapter 61 Who wouldn't want a cute little mom as a teacher!

"You confessed?"

Celia lowered her eyes, looking at Fiona kneeling on the ground with an expression as if she were looking at some unrecyclable trash:

"That's good. Then I won't stand on ceremony anymore."

As she spoke, she raised the staff in her hand, as if she were about to smash it down:

"Be prepared to apologize."

As soon as she finished speaking, tiny vines suddenly sprouted from the ground and locked Seria's legs.

The vines did not hinder Celia's movements, but more than that, Celia was curious about where the vines came from.

“This is…” Seria turned around in astonishment, looking at Lynn who was concentrating on casting a spell: “My vine spell?”

Lynn glanced down at the vine that had grown to Celia's knees and said with a hint of regret:

"It seems the results are worse than I expected."

After speaking, Lynn looked up at Seria, who had stopped, and then smiled:

"However, you did a very good job of getting me to stop."

Celia looked at Lynn suspiciously, her expression quite surprised.

At that moment, Fiona jumped up from the ground, ran to Lynn's side, looked him up and down curiously, and even sniffed him:

"This mental frequency is really similar to that of Seria when she casts a spell."

"Lynn, you actually learned Celia's vine magic?"

"Your dragon blood evolution was successful?"

"I'm already here, how could I possibly fail?"

Lynn glared at Fiona, then raised her hand and, without thinking, smacked her on the head.

"Seriously, can't you use your brain for once, you idiot?"

"What Seria just said is completely different from what you're thinking!!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Fiona scratched her hair and said awkwardly:

"But the problem is, if I don't confess, and Celia digs up other, even more unspeakable things, wouldn't the consequences be even worse?"

Lynn fell silent.

So you're hiding some secrets that are even more important to Celia than this?

Hakifi, I was wrong about you. You're someone who knows how to make choices!

However, at this moment, Celia silently approached Lynn and Fiona, standing on tiptoe and gazing at the two 'adults' who were a head taller than her:

"There's something even more serious?"

"Ah..." Fiona scratched her cheek, speechless with an embarrassed expression.

“That’s not important.” Lynn stepped forward decisively, drawing Fiona’s attention. “The most important thing now is to clear up the misunderstanding between us, isn’t it?”

After listening to Lynn's words, Celia remained silent for a moment.

At that moment, old Kohler also came over, smiling and saying:

"Don't worry, Celia, Fiona really didn't do anything bad this time."

After saying that, old Kohler added:

"I'm willing to vouch for this with my Knightworth surname!"

Hearing that old Kohler had even guaranteed the family's reputation, Celia finally put the staff aside with some skepticism and turned to look at Luke:

"So, what exactly is going on?"

Luke was immediately jolted when he saw this.

Especially after Lynn and Fiona looked over, she hurriedly explained:

"Teacher Seria, I really didn't lie!"

“You’re not lying, but you haven’t explained things clearly either,” Lynn added, “To be more precise, you haven’t understood the whole picture.”

After saying this, Lynn still felt a little annoyed, and turned to Fiona, saying:

“You explain it to Celia, and I’ll have a ‘private talk’ with Luke.”

Fiona nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, patting her chest and saying, "Don't worry, my explanations are definitely better than that brat Luke's."

Seeing this, Lynn nodded, then stepped forward and hooked her arm around Luke's neck:

"Kid, come with me to the next room."

Luke shuddered slightly upon hearing this, and said with a somewhat unnatural expression:

"Um... can I refuse?"

Lynn narrowed his eyes, and deep within his pupils, a faint blue light flickered.

The next instant, tough vines began to grow from Luke's clothes, binding his limbs and tying them into a tortoise shell binding style.

At this moment, Luke finally panicked:

"Didn't you say you'd beat him up tomorrow?"

"We agreed to start tomorrow!!"

"It's alright." Lynn patted Luke on the shoulder with a smile, then said earnestly, "Consider this beating a freebie!"

With that, Lynn pulled Luke to the guest room next door.

Not long after, the door closed!

The sounds of fists striking flesh and Luke's screams quickly began to chord.

Celia stared blankly in the direction of the guest room door, then hesitantly said to Fiona:

"Fiona, aren't you going to stop her?"

Celia had initially thought that Fiona would stop Lynn, given her protective nature as the eldest sister, making her highly likely to intervene.

However, Fiona remained unmoved until Luke was taken away, even crossing her arms and nodding repeatedly, saying:

"That brat Luke needs to be taught a lesson."

"It's only been less than a day, and they've already tricked me twice."

Hearing this, Old Kohler whispered, "But why do I have this feeling that things probably turned out this way because you were too hasty?"

"Shut up!"

Fiona glared at old Kohler and said irritably:

"You old bastard, you were definitely behind Celia's beating!"

Old Kohler was speechless.

Believe it or not, he really did have some fault in this matter.

"So, what exactly is going on?" Celia asked hesitantly. "And that child just now... he actually learned my modified vine magic in such a short time?"

"You mean Lynn?!" Fiona raised her hand, scratched her head, and chuckled foolishly, "He's a genius comparable to Flora!!"

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10 minutes later,

Lynn looked at Luke, who had panda eyes, a blood trickling from his nose, and looked disheveled but wasn't actually seriously injured, and shook his hand, saying:

"You're pretty tough, kid. You can take a beating like that?"

Lying on the ground, Luke sniffed, drawing some of the blood back down, but still stubbornly stared at Lynn:

"Your punches aren't as fast as my sister's! Nor are they as hard as Fiona's."