Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

My husband is right about this.

Even she was attracted by this point in her husband, which is why she ignored her family's opinions and insisted on marrying him from the [Imperial Capital] to the [Fortress City of Frisch], a dangerous outpost on the border.

"But, he is our son after all."

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At this moment, Yava's attitude had completely softened. She leaned into her husband's arms, sobbing to express her anxiety.

Seeing his wife like this, Lord Olden's unhappiness completely disappeared. He gently put his arms around his wife's waist and held her in his arms.

"All right."

"Didn't I already listen to you and have people post missing person rewards all over the city?"

"Besides, you are really the eldest daughter of a noble family, you are really willing to give money."

"For that child, I felt that offering a reward of 10 Heutrale gold coins was quite a waste. I felt bad for a while because of it."

"But you actually secretly gave me an additional 30 Hetlar gold coins."

"Well, with this bounty, not to mention ordinary citizens and adventurers, even the legendary shadow warriors in the empire would probably consider targeting our son."

"My guards are all terrified by the bounty, and they're working incredibly hard checking vehicles every day."

"So, do you think they can find our son Milo?"

His wife Yava asked a little nervously.

"It's okay, just go and rest assured. News about your son will come back soon."

After sending his wife to bed, Lord Olden walked out of the room, leaned against the corner of the wall and silently lit a cigarette for himself.

"Don't get into trouble, kid."

inside the house.

Yava looked at the smoke gradually rising outside the window, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

But this time, she covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from crying out loud.

This is not just a passing plot, this person will play a key role in the subsequent plot.

Chapter 37 Question: The teacher lies powerlessly on the chair. What should I do as a student?

[Outpost Transit Station - Fortress City Frisch]

The next morning.

The master and the disciple walked out of the city together. After passing through the city gate on the other side, what appeared before them was an endless field.

Bathed in the soft morning sunlight, Gut held his waist and stretched lazily.

After a pleasant rest in the hotel last night, Gut and Celia were both greatly relaxed.

He looks energetic at the moment, which is perfect for a long journey.

The coachman had already parked the carriage at the meeting place agreed upon yesterday. When Gut and the other two arrived, he was sitting in front of the carriage, chewing on the bread in his hand.

"Good morning, uncle."

While greeting the uncle, Gut and the teacher entered the carriage one after another.

After hearing his employer's greeting, the driver swallowed the remaining half of the bread in two bites and clapped his hands in response to his employer's greeting.

After seeing that both employers were seated in the carriage, the driver lowered the curtain, turned around, grasped the reins at hand, pulled them lightly, and directed the horses to start moving.

The pulling horse received the order and started walking quickly with its hooves.

inside the carriage.

After the carriage was running smoothly, Gut moved to the window and looked at the field scenery slowly moving backwards outside the window.

Perhaps it is because the season has passed midsummer and is gradually approaching autumn, the grains, vegetables and fruits in the fields are now showing signs of a good harvest.

The soft sunlight shines on the green and yellow fields, and in the "waves" blown by the breeze, there is a hint of magical echo.

This is the magic that nature has created to make people no longer hungry.

After enjoying the prelude of harvest for a long time, Gut, who was in a good mood, suddenly felt something.

A sudden inspiration came to Gut, who immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

On the other side of the carriage, Celie, who was holding the magic book, suddenly stopped turning the page and looked at the disciple who was meditating on the spot.

"Such fluctuations in magic power growth"

"It's really fun."

I don’t know how much time passed.

When Gut realized that he was meditating, his expression changed and he was about to open his eyes and wake up from his subconscious.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hand suddenly pressed against his forehead.

The warm hands pressed down directly on Gut's eyes, stopping him from opening his eyes.

"Continue meditating, keep your mind focused, and don't interrupt the process."

"it is good."

Although Gut's consciousness was still a little confused, he could still recognize that it was the voice of his teacher Celia.

Therefore, following the teacher's instructions, Gut relaxed his tense nerves, continued to immerse his mind, and maintained meditation.

Before his consciousness completely submerged, the last thought that came to Gut's mind was

Actually, it was quite comfortable to be touched by the teacher. I was reluctant to open my eyes.

inside the carriage.

Celia stood still, her body maintaining the previous movement.

And on her jade-like fingertips, there were waves of soft magical light, soothing the disciple's spirit, calming his emotions, and deepening his meditation state so that he could return to his previous frequency.

As the magic power was being output, the surprise on Celie's face became even more intense than before.

"After a sudden enlightenment, the growth of magic power to that extent is already astonishing enough."

"But this kind of comfort makes me vaguely feel the soul strength of the magic power being consumed. What kind of monster is this disciple of mine?"

I don’t know how much time has passed.

When Gut regained consciousness and wanted to open his eyes, the hand that was stroking his face no longer had any intention of stopping him and allowed Gut's eyes to open.

Because a person's mental strength has an upper limit, or in other words, there is an upper limit to the maximum amount of magic power that can be expanded in a single day.

Any individual with a soul and spiritual power, whether human, elf, or demon, or even the Demon King, cannot break this law.

Of course, according to the research and calculations of the magicians.

Even if a person can meditate without rest for 24 hours a day, it is basically impossible to reach this limit.

Even in recorded history, the highest theoretical model calculated by magic scholars can only reach half of this upper limit.

Even Celie had never seen a monster like Gutt who used up the maximum amount of magic power for the day.

Gut opened his eyes and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and found that he had rubbed out a large amount of eye mucus, also known as eye boogers.

After flicking it out of the window, Gut looked at the teacher standing in front of him.

Gut read a hint of difficulty in Celia's eyes, so he quickly asked.

"What's wrong, teacher? Are you feeling unwell?"

Celia: “.”

After hesitating for a moment, Celia finally spoke to her disciple, "I've been standing for too long, and my legs are a little numb. Help me sit down."

"it is good."

Gut received the order and stepped forward to let Celie's arm rest on him.

Seeing this, Celia gradually shifted her body weight towards her disciple.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Celie's vision changed, and when she reacted, she found that she had been picked up by the disciple.

"Well"

Although it was a somewhat unexpected development, it seemed like it was not a bad idea, as it saved me from walking on the ground with numb feet.

Perhaps it was the elf's slowness, or perhaps it was her mentality as a teacher, but Celie didn't think that Gut's behavior was inappropriate, but was just a little surprised.

After putting the teacher down, Gut returned to his original seat and carefully felt the changes in himself.

Let’s talk about strength first.

The most significant improvement in this long meditation was his own magic power, which was as much as 30% of the original magic power limit.

In my current state, let alone suppressing the magic power emanating from my body, this idea is simply impossible to realize.

Even the arising of this thought caused some of his own magic power to unconsciously emerge.

It's like you can't control your farts when you have bloating, or you can't control your gas when you have diarrhea.

At this moment, Gut felt that his body was full of magic power.

It was as if his entire body was filled with surging magic power, and he had completely become the shape of the magic power.

And spiritually.

Different from ordinary meditation that requires constant energy to actively expand the upper limit of magic power; this meditation under enlightenment is more like an unconscious passive growth process. Not only is the mental power not depleted, but it also gets a great rest due to the deep immersion of consciousness.

At this moment, Gut felt as if he was lying on the most comfortable bed in the world, sleeping one sleep after another until he could no longer sleep.

It's no exaggeration.

If you give Gut a mobile phone now, he can play from 1200 to 2100 in the peak game without getting tired.

After taking several deep breaths, Gut gradually adjusted to his current body. He then turned his gaze to his teacher, Celia, who was lying on the bench in the carriage, unwilling to move a finger.

Chapter 38 Answer: Go up and give the teacher a massage

Gut called softly as he walked towards Celie.