Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

Because it was his first visit, in order to express his respect for the teacher, Gut arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Looking at the wooden door in front of him, Gut thought for a while and did not knock on it. Instead, he found a place to sit down on the side of the road, planning to wait for Lyon to come and then go forward to knock on the door together.

Fortunately, this junior brother did not make Gut wait for long. He appeared in front of him in just a few minutes.

"Good morning, brother."

Lyon greeted Gut in surprise. He didn't expect that his senior brother, who had drunk so much last night, could get up earlier than him this morning.

"Well, good morning."

Gut smiled and nodded in response to Lyon. After last night's drinking party, although Lyon was still a little shy, their relationship was indeed much closer than yesterday.

However, while the fellow disciples were greeting each other, a completely different scene was unfolding inside the house.

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"Well - so sleepy."

Celia, in her pajamas, was lying wildly on the soft big bed. At this moment, she had already known the arrival of the two disciples from the feedback from her magic perception.

"Why are the disciples here so early?"

Logically speaking, as the master of her disciples, she should get up quickly, change her clothes, and open the door for her disciples.

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The soft mattress and warm quilt are so charming at this moment.

"It's the disciples who came early, not me who got up late."

"And it's not even the time we agreed on yesterday."

"As a teacher, it shouldn't be a problem for me to sleep for five more minutes, right?"

"Well--"

Celie rubbed the soft pillow again, and after a brief mental struggle, she closed her eyes "without hesitation".

Half an hour later.

Outside the house, Gut estimated the time and felt that it was time for the agreed meeting, so he ended his conversation with his junior and walked up to and gently knocked on the door of his teacher Celia.

"Um?!"

inside the house.

Celia, who was still lying in bed, woke up with a start. After sitting up, she used a [Sealing Magic] to weld the door of her house shut tightly to prevent her disciples from breaking in and causing the most obvious social death.

Now, Celie no longer had time to think about how long she had slept in her subjective "five minutes". The most important thing was to wash up quickly and go to greet her disciples.

After a quick face wash, Celie found yesterday's coat and cast a spell on it that could completely remove stains from clothes.

After the magic power dissipated, not only were the food crumbs that accidentally got on my coat during dinner last night cleaned up, but after I put on the clothes, my whole body exuded a fresh fragrance.

Only then did Celie remove the seal on the door and open it for the two disciples.

"come in."

After Celiai's concise words, she turned and walked into the house, leaving her disciples with a deep back view.

However, Gut, who was following behind the teacher, couldn't help but smile.

Obviously, Celie's messy hair, a corner of her pajamas sticking out from her coat, and the dormitory door that was cast with [Sealing Magic] made Gut guess the reason why the teacher opened the door late.

"what are you laughing at?"

In front of him, Celia suddenly turned around and asked Gut.

"Nothing, I just think you're really cute."

"What disciple would use the word 'cute' to describe their master?"

Celie replied with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Well, describe it however you like."

After walking for a long distance, Gut and Lyon were finally brought to their destination, the library of "Magic Oldden".

Looking at the mountain of magic books in front of them, not only Gut, but even Lyon, who had seen the royal collection of books in the palace, couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The imperial family has a large collection of books, but when it comes to the proportion of magic books, how many are there here?

It is difficult for Lyon to estimate, but what is certain is that both sides are definitely of the same order of magnitude.

Seeing the shocked looks of the two disciples, Celie chuckled and said calmly, "These at home are just a part of my collection of books."

"Once the construction of the [Continental Magic Association] is completed, I will also transfer the rest of my collection of books there."

Celia's simple words made Gut stunned.

[A great magician who has survived from the mythological period to the present day], this description of Celie was presented so intuitively for the first time.

There were a vast number of magic books in the house, piled up as high as a mountain; however, Gut understood that Celie, who was standing in front of these books, was a mountain higher than the mountain.

This person is the magician who carries the entire history of magic.

But Gut was not intimidated by Celia because of this. At this moment, the thought lingering in his mind was, if he could touch the top of Teacher Celia's head, would he have reached the pinnacle of magic?

This idea was so interesting that Gut looked directly at Celia in front of him, and his restless claws were already moving.

"What do you want to do?"

Before he could touch the "top of the mountain", Gut's little action was stopped by Celie. Under that slightly threatening gaze, Gut had to withdraw his hand in disappointment.

What Gut didn't know was that Celie, who had just sat down in the library, was feeling even more depressed than Gut.

"What's wrong with this disciple? Not only did he not feel awe in front of this scene, but he actually wanted to..."

"I don't think I've ever encountered a disciple like this. He's a bit tricky."

After Lyon recovered from his shock, Celia coughed lightly and spoke to the two disciples below.

"Every disciple I accept will be granted a [privilege]."

"Among this vast sea of ​​magic, I will teach you the magic that you most desire."

"Think about it. You can ask me for anything you want."

"Gut, forget it. Let Lyellen go first."

As soon as Celie said this, she changed her mind. She felt that if she let Gut come first, she would hear some very unbelievable words.

Although it is inevitable that Gut will speak, for the sake of a good morning mood, it is better to delay it as long as possible and first impart the knowledge to Lyon, who behaves more normally.

"Well, let me go first."

Lyleen pondered for a while. Although he had known before the competition that those who were accepted as disciples would have this [privilege], he was still troubled by what kind of magic he should ask for.

The magic you want most?

In the end, Lyon made his choice.

"Teacher, I want a magic that can shrink rocks, preferably one that I can carry with me."

"it is good."

Celie nodded slightly, and with a wave of her hand, a magic book in the house flew into her hand.

After checking the cover and making sure it was ok, Celie handed it to Lyon.

"So, what about you, Gut?"

Celia admitted that she took a deep breath when she asked this question, because she always felt that this "special" disciple would definitely give her a "special" answer.

"Teacher, I want the magic that allows me to touch Lady Celia's head at will."

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Chapter 15: I will remember you as my disciple

"It's true, Gutt."

Celia held her head in her hand helplessly, while Lyon, who was standing beside her, was so shocked by her senior brother's request that she was speechless.

"Magic is achieved through imagination. Things that cannot be imagined cannot be achieved through magic."

"Gutt, from this point of view, you are really talented."

"But it's really a pity that among all the disciples I've ever recruited, you are the first one who can have such imagination."

"And I myself haven't thought about developing this kind of magic yet."

"So... unfortunately, you have to change."

"How about [Hellfire Magic]?"

For some reason, Gut, who was standing below, felt a gust of cold wind blowing past him, as if if he made another request that defied the will of heaven, then the [Hellfire Magic] that Celia mentioned would not be something he could learn, but something he could experience for himself.

After hesitating for a while, Gut made a slightly more normal request.

"Teacher, I want to learn [Counter-Magic]."

"Well?"

This time, it was Celie who was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, her disciple Gut could actually call out this magical name belonging to the [Mythological Age].

Although she had used it once in front of him, Celie didn't think that Gut could guess the name of the magic based solely on the effect of the spell.

"Never mind. He probably heard about it from some ancient book."

Although it is a bit troublesome, it is at least a reasonable request.

In response, Celie nodded and agreed.

When preparing to teach this magic to Gut, Celie suddenly thought of something, stopped, and preached to Gut.

"Let me be clear. Since you know about [Counter-Spell], you probably also understand that its learning cycle is beyond the reach of a human lifespan."

"I will indeed teach you through the [Transfer Magic] method."

"But I know more than just this one kind of magic that can counter the [Curse]."

"If you chose this magic as a reward with other motives, I suggest you consider it carefully."

Master Celia's words stunned Gut for a moment, and then he laughed.