Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

Finally, Celie suddenly said to the store manager.

"The wands sold at [Langyi Magical Equipment Shop] are still of very good quality. If they keep up, I'll come back again."

"That's it."

“We look forward to seeing you again.”

After watching Celie and the other person disappear completely around the corner, the store manager, who was standing there, returned to the store passed down to him by his father.

As I walked towards the counter, I was thinking that when I tell this comment to the old man during the family dinner, he will definitely be happy for a long time.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the store manager's face.

Especially when he looked at his niece, the smile on his face became more obvious.

At this moment, the girl was bending over, gently and patiently explaining how to use the [Magic Light] to an elderly customer.

At night, in a room of a hotel in the Holy City.

"Hmm~"

"Slow down a bit, it's a bit too intense"

"Yeah~! Just like this now."

"Comfortable."

On the soft big bed of the hotel, Celie lay flat on it, with a pair of white and slender bare legs, enjoying the massage service from the disciple.

The muscle soreness and fatigue caused by shopping for an afternoon were all relieved by this massage.

The pleasure of being massaged is already very enjoyable, but at this moment, Celie is also enjoying another level of satisfaction from the spiritual world.

I don't know where my disciple got this magic book from. The magic recorded in it is not only quite practical, but the most important thing is that the creator's understanding of magic is very unique, to the point of breaking new ground.

In Celia's opinion, this point is far more significant than the magic it records.

If, through practice, one can actually cast magic with such an understanding of magic, then it will become extremely terrifying.

Because before it was fully spread and its casting principles became widely known, it was not understood.

In the past, human magicians called this kind of magic a "curse."

Since the principle of the [Curse] cannot be understood, all [Defensive Magic] will be ineffective in front of it.

Usually, those who can master the [Curse] are all powerful demons, such as [Golden Country Mahat], one of the Seven Collapse Sages.

But now, it's different.

The more Celie flipped through the magic book in her hand, the more solemn her expression became.

Because she had a hunch that the theories in the book seemed to really work.

"Pah-ta-"

Celie put down the magic book in her hand, stopped the disciple who was massaging her, and asked him.

"Where did you get this grimoire?"

Seeing the teacher's face look more solemn than ever before, Gut had to reluctantly let go of the bare feet he had just touched and replied.

"Teacher, I'm sorry I can't explain to you the question about the origin."

"Is that so?"

Celie showed no surprise at her disciple's answer, but continued to ask questions.

"Do you think, besides you and me, anyone else has read this magic book?"

"This"

Gut subconsciously took a half step back and swallowed.

"Teacher, it's just a rare everyday magic. There's no need to take it so seriously, right?"

"It is necessary. My attitude now is not exaggerated at all."

Celia's expression was extremely serious. She did not continue lying on the bed, but stepped barefoot on the ground, pulled over a chair, sat next to her disciple, and began to explain.

"I think you probably don't understand the strategic value of this magic book."

A strong wave of magic surged from Celie's palm, and in a rare move, she accumulated power for a while before completing the spell.

As several magic arrays flashed, an extremely complex small barrier enveloped the two of them, blocking them from any eavesdropping and prying from the outside world.

Only then did Celia continue her discussion with her disciples.

"Gute, although there are some gaps in your general knowledge of magicians, you should know where humanity's current magic system came from, right?"

"Well, I do understand this. The term "magic" is derived from the "spells" of the "demon race."

"That's right." Celie confirmed.

"Aside from the slight differences in the [Goddess Magic], humans and demons actually share the same magic system. In other words, human magic is a poor imitation of the [Demon]'s 'instincts.'"

"But the author of this magic book created a completely different magic system."

"That is to say."

"The magic cast by this theory is invincible to both humans and demons—[Curse]!"

"Gu-du-"

Gut swallowed his saliva. After his teacher's guidance, he finally realized the great strategic significance behind this magic book.

"But, this is still a completely new magic system. The only existing one is the one recorded in the grimoire, 'Reparo'."

Halfway through his words, Gut fell silent.

The development of a magic may be extremely difficult for other magicians.

But for a "magic master" like Celia, it is not a difficult task at all.

As expected, Celie herself responded to this point.

"The main difficulty in developing magic lies in the accumulation of knowledge and imagination."

“As it happens, I have both.”

"We just need to verify that there are no problems with this new theoretical system. It's nothing more than expressing the same magical inspiration in a different way."

"So, answer my question, Gutt."

"Besides you and me, has anyone else seen or understood this magic book?"

Looking into his teacher's golden eyes that flashed with sharp edge and ambition, Gut, who was cautious and proficient in the art of hiding, felt a little uneasy at the moment.

He jokingly asked Celia, "Teacher, you won't kill me after you get the answer, will you?"

"No, but if you don't answer the teacher's questions, I will spank you myself after the interrogation."

"hiss--"

Gutt took a breath and said, "No way."

"Why don't you answer? You don't have much time!"

"Oh~" Gut sighed, and finally listened to his inner feelings and chose to trust Celia.

"Teacher, apart from you and me, no one else knows about the existence of this magic book."

"Is that so?"

Celia breathed a sigh of relief. This was good. As long as the information from her side did not leak out, it would not change the current situation on the continent.

Seeing all the barriers around him dissipate, Gut, who thought he had made the right bet, was about to go to the teacher's desk to get some saliva to drink.

but!

The next moment, something suddenly changed!

Gut found that he couldn't move his body!!!

His pupils rolled and he looked at the teacher beside him.

At this moment, Celie held one hand in the air, and strong magical fluctuations spread around her body.

A cold sweat instantly broke out on his back, and Gut's lips moved slightly, barely making a sound.

"No, it's not, teacher."

"I am your beloved disciple."

"Tsk-tsk-"

Celiai sighed twice, as if sizing up her prey that could no longer escape, and circled around Gut.

Then, under Gut's shocked gaze, he picked up

Soft-soled slippers are provided by the hostel.

He hit Gut's butt hard twice.

"hiss--"

"Teacher, didn't you say you'd spank me if I answered too late?"

"Ah."

"As a disciple, not only do you not trust your teacher, but you also maliciously speculate on the teacher's intentions. You deserve to be beaten."

After Celie finished speaking, there was another snap.

"Oh!"

"きもちいい(ki moji)!"

Hearing Gut's ecstatic cry, Celia, who was still thinking of scolding her disciple a few more times to teach him a lesson, also stopped what she was doing.

As if she was afraid of really hurting her disciple, Celie used the same force to hit her own arm. After personal experience, she confirmed that these soft-soled slippers were soft when hitting people. It was difficult to hurt people, let alone hurt them. Celie couldn't help but look at Gut with disgust.

"Hey, keep going, teacher?"

"Why did it stop?"

"Because I'm afraid I'll beat you up."

"hey-hey."