Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

The lively girl cheered and walked out of the hall with brisk steps ahead of others.

After saying goodbye sweetly to Mr. Gut, who had just sent the candidates back, in the square in front of the palace, he got into a luxurious carriage that had been parked at the edge of the square.

The people behind the girl walked out slowly.

After walking to the square, the timid little boy Zen said "goodbye" in an imperceptible way and walked away with his head down.

Hafka on the other side was obviously much more outgoing, chatting with the teacher beside him in a calm and relaxed manner. However, judging from the elf's occasional responses, he seemed to have little interest in this.

As a noble, Hafka, who had specially trained in the ability to read people's expressions, quickly caught the look of disinterest on his teacher's face.

So he immediately quieted down and stopped bothering the teacher with words.

After parting ways in the square, Hafka, who had just boarded the carriage, was dragged to the window of the carriage by his sister, holding her arm.

The girl pointed her finger in a direction and whispered in her brother's ear.

"Brother, look, Mr. Gut seems to go back home with Lady Celia every day, and they always walk side by side. Is there something going on between them..."

"Shh!"

Before the girl could finish her words, her brother pinched her lips up and down.

"Stop imagining that, Mr. Veitch, and please start the car."

"As you command, Lord Hafkar."

The driver in front of the carriage responded quickly, pulled the reins, raised the whip, and made the horse run quickly.

Since there is a noble emblem hanging outside the car, there is no need to slow down the car. As long as there is no traffic accident, the patrolling city defense departments will never come forward to disturb them.

It was not until the carriage had driven a considerable distance that Hafka released the two fingers that were pinching his sister's lips. Looking at the two red dots on the girl's upper and lower lips, Hafka couldn't help laughing.

Sora hit her brother's chest twice with her pink fist in dissatisfaction, "Stop laughing, it's all my brother's fault."

"Brother, you are responsible!"

"Oh?" Hafka asked with interest, "How do you want your brother to be responsible?"

"Of course. Tell me, brother, what you think of Lady Celia and Mr. Gutt."

"Do we have to talk about this topic?" Hafka smiled bitterly, looking quite helpless.

"Of course, I always feel that Mr. Gutt's attitude towards teachers is quite..."

"Ambiguous?" Hafka said what his sister was thinking.

"Yes! That's exactly how it feels!" Sora confirmed. "Brother, do you think so too?"

"Perhaps," Hafka replied in a flat voice.

"Sora, this is someone else's private matter after all, and it also involves the relationship between master and disciple. It's really too sensitive."

"As outsiders, it's best for us not to make any assumptions."

"Okay then." The girl slumped down on the table in frustration, and obediently stopped investigating the matter.

Hafka reached out and touched the girl's hair. After thinking for a while, he thought of a place where he could compensate his sister.

"Sora, I heard there's a famous handmade doll workshop in the Holy City."

"Besides, it seems to be not far from us..."

"Hmm?" The girl lying on the table suddenly became alert, straightened up and said seriously.

"Brother, I want it!"

"Well, I'll satisfy you." Hafka looked at the girl gently, picked up the kettle and took a sip of water before reaffirming.

"As long as you like it, I'll buy it for you no matter how much."

"Brother is the best."

The girl happily grabbed Hafka's arm and shook it. "I hope my future husband will be as considerate as you, brother."

"Well, how about I marry my brother?"

"puff--!"

Hafka, who was drinking water, spit it out and quickly put down the kettle. While coughing, he took out a handkerchief from his chest and wiped the wet parts of his body.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing that her joke made her brother so embarrassed, the girl held her stomach and laughed coquettishly.

"Well"

Hafka, who knew how long it took him to cough out the water that had choked on his chest, wiped his body with a handkerchief woven from silk. However, no one could tell whether the stains were water or cold sweat caused by guilty conscience.

"Sora, we are not children anymore. We should stop making jokes like this in the future."

"What's wrong? I really like my brother."

The playful girl blinked her eyes, still teasing Hafka beside her.

Hafka sighed and turned his head to the side, no longer paying attention to his sister beside him.

Sora mistakenly thought that his brother was angry, so he rubbed his shoulder against his brother and apologized for his previous words.

However, only Hafka himself knew that he turned away not out of anger but out of extreme guilt, a remorse that made him afraid to meet his sister's eyes again.

After all, what the girl said was just a joke;

And he really thought so.

the other side.

Gut and the elf walked side by side through the streets of the town.

The reason why we didn't take a carriage back was because the elf, who had been staying in the room all day, wanted to take a walk on the streets.

See if there's anything new and get some sunshine.

Although it was somewhat difficult for the elf to go out to bask in the sun at dusk, Gut did not resist the opportunity to be alone with his teacher, and even couldn't help humming a little tune.

"Walking with her on the streets of the Holy City, wuoh wuoh."

"Until all the lights go out."

However, before Gut’s singing voice could be displayed for long, the elf ordered him to shut up the microphone for the reason that his voice was “too bad to listen to”.

Helplessly, he had to discuss the training issues related to the magic of [Reparo] with the teacher on the way.

In response to her disciple's serious question, teacher Celiai gave a very responsible explanation.

These few concise words not only answered the disciples' doubts from the shallow to the deep, but also extended them to describe the mutual evolution between these two different magic systems.

After a while of explanation, Gut gained a lot.

But the elf became interested in the disciple's direction of practice and said with some surprise.

"You're actually practicing this special magic. I thought you'd be working day and night to perfect your Counter-Magic for that One-Year Agreement."

"Have you finally changed your mind and stopped staring at me?"

Gut:.

"Teacher, is there a possibility? I have already given [Curse Counter Magic] to..."

"What a coincidence, I actually ran into you two here!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far away, interrupting the conversation between the master and the disciple.

Gut looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person coming was the middle-aged brave Xin Meir whom he had not seen for a long time.

Chapter 117 Banquet (Two in One)

After not seeing him for a long time, the brave Xin Meir's eyes are still very bright.

Because his hair was even thicker, he even looked a little younger than when we first met.

However, it was not difficult to tell from his slightly damaged white robe that he had most likely just returned to the Holy City from the wild.

"It's been a long time since we last met."

"Lady Celie, Gut, would you like to sit with me for a while?"

"As companions on this journey, we haven't had a proper reunion since arriving at the Holy City."

"This..." A hint of intention flashed across Gut's face. He was thinking about detecting Xin Meir's talent entries. The current opportunity was very suitable.

But I don’t know what the teacher’s intention is?

Thinking of this, Gut tilted his gaze slightly, trying to get some clues from the expression of the elf beside him.

However, just as this act of spying had just begun, the elf's golden eyes looked over.

Gut laughed guiltily twice and quickly turned his gaze back to the right direction.

"Heh." The elf chuckled in disbelief.

From her disciple's small movements, she understood what Gut meant, so she just spoke directly.

"go together."

"Anyway, I don't have any plans for today."

"That's great." Xin Meir said with a smile, his eyes meeting Gut's, and there was a hint of joy in the eyes of both of them.

Just like in the previous adventure, Xinmeier took the lead, walking in front of the two magicians, pointing the master and apprentice in the direction of his residence.

On the way, Gut thought of something and asked Xinmei in front of him curiously.

"Uncle Brave, do you also have a residence in the Holy City?"

"I remember you mentioned during your previous adventure that you were living in the Royal Capital."

"Well." Xin Meir, who was walking in front, turned his head and first praised Gut, and then gave an answer.

"As expected of an excellent magician, Gut, your memory is truly remarkable."

"Indeed, because I need to balance my research on the Holy Scripture with my own duties, I frequently travel between the Holy City and the Royal Capital, and therefore reside in both places."

"But relatively speaking, I stayed in the Royal Capital for a little longer. And my residence in the Holy City was actually just a temporary stay at Haita's house."

"Is that so?" Gu Te nodded, understanding the reason.