Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

Milo's slightly relaxed expression froze instantly. Looking at Count Gulanat sheathing his sword, he felt...

It seemed that my uncle was not joking when he said that earlier.

As if asking for help, Milo looked at his idol, the brave man beside him, hoping that Xinmeier could lend a helping hand.

Faced with the younger generation's request for help, Xinmei hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to step forward and talk to Count Gulanat.

After all, I promised this junior that I would accompany him to explore the secret realm.

Besides, with him by his side, Xin Meir was confident that he could protect the safety of this junior.

So after some negotiations, Count Gulanat looked at his nephew in surprise and secretly sighed at his good luck.

"My dear nephew, please continue your journey."

"Since even the brave Lord Xinmeier has vouched for you, I have no reason to stop you."

"As for your parents, I will write a letter to reassure them."

After saying this, Earl Gulanat still seemed a little worried. After asking the guards to take the brave man into the city first, he pulled his nephew Milo aside and gave him some instructions in his ear.

"My dear nephew, you are lucky to be able to travel with the hero who defeated the Demon King. Remember to follow the instructions on the way."

"Also, if you have any questions about cultivation that you can think of, ask more questions and listen more. If you can truly learn even a little bit of that person's technique, your father will save a lot of worry."

"Remember?"

"I remember, uncle." Milo nodded seriously.

"That's good." Count Gulanat nodded and rubbed his nephew's head twice.

While Milo was not paying attention, the Count flicked the "red envelope" on his head that he had knocked out with his finger.

"hiss--!"

Milo covered his head and gasped, his body involuntarily stepping back.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!"

Looking at his nephew's expression, the Count laughed out loud.

"Let's go into town and eat."

"I just finished inspecting the city defenses, and we happened to be together. Tell me about your experience of sneaking out at the table."

"You dare to run away from home. You younger generations have really grown up."

"When I first met your father, we were about the same age."

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City Lord's Mansion

At the insistence of the brave man, the noon banquet was not a grand affair, but just a small family dinner.

But despite this, due to the reputation of the hero who defeated the Demon King, the dinner table was still filled with the Earl's family, and everyone wanted to see the hero's true face.

Even the waiters serving dishes at the table couldn't help but slow down their pace and take a few more glances at Xin Meir's seat.

"The hero really looks like the statue in the city, except that he's older and his hair is thinner."

Many waiters sighed inwardly.

During the banquet, Milo recounted how he had managed to escape from the heavily fortified [Fortress City of Frisch] by using tricks. He had to dig tunnels and dog holes along the way, and looked very embarrassed.

This experience caused laughter at the banquet, and many of the earl's family members covered their mouths and laughed. It was very difficult for them to maintain social demeanor while laughing.

But the worst off were the maids and waiters who served at the banquet.

Milo narrated his experiences in a self-deprecating manner, and the Earl's family could laugh because they were all aristocrats.

But they didn't dare to laugh, so they could only bite their lips hard to distract themselves.

Although the nobles of the frontier cities of the Northern Kingdoms, often facing monsters, were pragmatic and unconcerned with pomp and ceremony, there were no harsh penalties for them even if they did laugh.

At most, the supervisor would take him out after the banquet, give him a lecture, and fine him some salary.

But after all, it would leave a bad impression on the host family, so the maids were still quite careful.

After Miro finished his story, some of the count's family members asked Xinmeier some more questions, and the lunch time was gradually coming to an end.

Finally, Count Gulanat stood up and, together with his family, toasted a glass of wine to the brave Xinmeier on behalf of all the residents of the city. Then, this small family dinner officially came to an end.

After lunch, the Earl's family members all stood up and took their leave, except for the Earl's eldest son, who had received a hint from his father during the meal and stayed. He went to the meeting room at home with his father, the brave man, and Milo, the second son of Uncle Olden.

Inside the meeting hall.

When the Earl and his party arrived, there were already several figures in the house.

Miles, the acting president of the [Dalemonus Chamber of Commerce] who had been beside the Earl earlier, and the heads of the various city defense forces of the [Earldom] who had been summoned were all waiting here.

Seeing this, Count Gulanat arranged for everyone to sit down and signaled to the brave man beside him that they could begin.

As early as when he met the hero outside the city, the count heard what Xinmei said about "Aura abandoning the puppet army and fleeing."

But whether outside the city or at the banquet just now, it was obviously not the place to discuss this matter.

Hence the current scene.

The Earl gathered the key personnel in the city and asked the brave man to explain the details in this meeting place.

After receiving the earl's signal, Xin Meir nodded slightly and recounted his encounter with the Demon Tribe's Seven Broken Sages [Aura] in the [Xuvia Mountains] last winter.

Relying on the absolute crushing physical fitness, the puppet army of [Guillotine Aura] was unable to effectively block Xinmeier.

Before the spell of [Obedience Scale] was completed, the brave warrior Xinmei's sword had already slashed to the side of [Aura].

Finally, the seriously injured [Aura] abandoned his puppet army and asked them to do their best to stop the hero.

After successfully escaping, the frightened [Aura] even cut off his magical connection with the puppet army to prevent the brave Xinmeier from using magic to track his hiding place, and completely broke off his control over the corpses of those human warriors.

Seeing this, Xinmeier, who was unable to track down Aura's escape, had to give up and turned back to look at the remains of the human warriors who were left behind.

Since the battle took place in winter, even the brave warrior Xinmeier was not sure he could bring back such a large number of warrior remains from the snowy [Xuvia Mountains].

So they had to find a larger cave to move them all in, and then cut through the rocks to completely seal the entrance.

Only he remembered the exact location of the original cave, in case Aura returned and prevented their controlled bodies from resting in peace.

This time, when he came back from the depths of the [Northern Countries] and passed through the [Earldom] again, it was already summer.

Notify the city lord in time and go together to bring the body of the deceased warrior home.

Chapter 56: Bird is not a bird

City hotel.

"Teacher, I'm going in!"

"No! Wait a minute."

Celie refused, stretched out her hand and held the [bird] in her palm. After playing with it up and down for a while, the [bird] suddenly trembled, sent out a signal, and took off directly.

The figure rushed out of the window, causing a sonic boom outside.

After watching the [Meteor Bird] used for communication fly away, Celie stood up from her chair and opened the door for the disciples standing outside the room.

"Teacher, what was that noise just now?"

After entering Celiai's room, Gut, holding a tray, immediately looked at the open window.

The previous sound came from there, and just outside the window in the sky, there was a white streak flying towards the distance.

"You're asking about that. It's a creature called the Meteorite Bird."

"It possesses a body as strong as a dragon, making it invulnerable to magical attacks. It also lacks much magical power, making it difficult for magicians to detect it. Most importantly, it can fly at speeds exceeding the speed of sound."

"So if it could be tamed, it would be an excellent messenger."

While explaining science to her disciples, Celia stretched and moved her body a few times.

Because of the translation magic these past two days, she had been sitting in the chair for too long, and even her body was a little stiff.

"Has the translated magic scroll been delivered? Also, what is this in your hand?"

Celie asked as she looked at the covered plate in her disciple's hand.

"Teacher, don't worry. The scroll has been sent to the City Lord's Mansion. As for this, it's a dessert I brought for you."

As Gut said this, he placed the plate with the homemade ice cream balls on Celie's table.

"Dessert?"

Although Celie hadn't had lunch yet, she had quite an appetite. She was in a bad mood because of reading the letter brought by the Meteorite Bird, so it was just right for her to have some desserts at this time.

Lifting the lid of the plate, inside lay three ice cream balls of different colors and flavors, as well as a spoon.

Celia glanced at the disciple who prepared dessert for her. Whether it was the ice cream ball or the three flavors, she really liked them all. It was really thoughtful of her.

Thinking of this, Celie scooped up a piece with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Gut, who was standing aside, also perked up and carefully observed Celia's expression, wanting to see what the teacher thought of his work.

Here, as the ice cream melted on the tip of the tongue and the flavor flowed through the taste buds, Celie's originally calm expression immediately changed.

He frowned slightly at first, then looked puzzled, and then took a bite of each flavor in disbelief. After confirming that his perception was correct, he looked at Gut in confusion and asked.

"Did you buy this ice cream from a different store?"

"That's about right, teacher. How do you feel?"

Celie pondered for a moment, then took another bite with her spoon before commenting.

"In terms of taste, it's smoother than the one at the coffee shop next to the hotel. In terms of ingredients, the two places are very similar, to the point where I can't even tell the difference."

"But I always feel like this ice cream is missing something."

Listening to Teacher Celia's comments, Gut couldn't help but laugh dryly.

How can the ice cream not have a smooth texture?

Expecting an old woman to be able to mix and beat food manually to the same level as a young and strong man like yourself who is practicing the "body-building method" is bullying in itself.

As for the similar taste of the ingredients, Gutt used the same ingredients from his mother-in-law's shop, and the milk used to make the ice cream might have been squeezed from the same cow.

If we really have to say where he is lacking, it is probably his techniques and experience. Even though he has practical experience, Gut has only been doing it for two days, so there will definitely be some gaps.