People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

Se Lian's eyes were full of teasing, making him not know what to say for a moment, and even unable to defend himself.

But in my heart I kept defending myself.

Se Lian is his teacher and the person he respects the most.

How could his filial piety turn sour and he become a traitor to his teacher, right?

Is he, Reinhard, that kind of person?

However, the teacher's black stockings are really great, forming a sharp contrast with her original bare feet.

They are great.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Se Lian no longer intended to tease this foolish disciple. He stopped the topic and said, "So, my foolish disciple, do you like this gift from your master? Are you surprised?"

surprise?

This is not a surprise, it's a shock.

Reinhardt couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, "...Of course I like it. I like any gift you give me. But Teacher Serlian, is there really no one to help you with any advice or anything like that?"

"Of course not. This was all done by me over the past thousand years. I put a lot of effort into it."

"Are you doubting your master?"

"No, I just have a lot of questions in my mind... For example, the former Azalea Church was changed to the Sun Church. Is there any connection between this church and the Sun Cult at the border?"

He finally asked the biggest question in his mind.

When I first learned about the Solar Cult, I just thought it was some new cult or something, and Vic was just accidentally tricked into it.

But after learning more about it, I felt more and more that this Solar Cult was not simple and seemed to be full of mysteries.

Although it was originally neither clear nor shallow, when did the water at the border become so deep and muddy?

It seems that after Marika's death, all kinds of monsters except Dianhuo came out.

It became more confusing and complicated than I remembered.

"Disciple, don't you know?"

"what do you know?"

Now it was Serlian's turn to be surprised, but this made Reinhardt even more confused.

But seeing that he really didn't seem to understand anything, Se Lian shook his head helplessly, "I can't tell you too much about this, but I can tell you that the Sun Cult is a gift prepared by others to celebrate your return."

"The deity they worship, the so-called sun, refers to you, my disciple."

"what?!!!"

Reinhardt couldn't hold it in any longer. "Teacher, are you really serious? Whose idea was this?"

He made countless guesses, but he never guessed about himself.

After all, even if he possesses laws that only gods possess, he is essentially a human being. How could he be worshipped by others?

"Hmm, Master has already said that I can't reveal too much to you. You need to discover it yourself, or wait for them to come to you."

"But what I can tell you is that the participants in this incident are [Dead Sleeping Girl] Fia, Ariana, and the ancient dragon Lance Shanks."

"For the rest, it's up to you, apprentice, to slowly find the answer yourself."

"..."

There are quite a few participants.

I didn't expect these people to be so capable of causing trouble.

However, since Teacher Se Lian said so, he naturally would not continue asking.

It is enough to know that this is not some hostile force.

He hates enemies hiding in the shadows.

However, he had not yet finished asking questions about the academy.

"...Teacher Se Lian, I have another question. Are those pyroxene weapons held by those students also your work? Are there really no faded beings from the borderlands lurking within the academy, offering you advice?"

He was still worried.

He discovered this when he passed by the practical classrooms on the way here.

Although most ordinary students are still using pyroxene staffs, a small number of them have begun to use weapons made of pyroxene, including not only magic swords in their hands that use magic power gathered on pyroxene, but also magic shields.

This level of application...

"Yes, of course. There's no need for me to lie to you. All the improvements within the Magic Academy were made by me personally."

Se Lian still maintained a faint smile. "However, it is also thanks to you, my disciple, for conducting so much research with me and providing so many wonderful ideas. Otherwise, I really would not have thought of these."

"That's good..."

After confirming it several times, Reinhardt finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he knows that it wasn't done by a time traveler like him, that's enough.

And if all of this was done by Teacher Se Lian, then it seems that everything makes sense.

However, these were just a few words he had chatted with Teacher Se Lian before. He never expected that the teacher could still remember them. This was really unexpected.

Do you still remember what the teacher said to me?

When I thought of this, my heart couldn't help but warm up.

How could you not feel happy and warm when you have such a great teacher who cares about you?

"The pyroxene weapons in the hands of the apprentices were inspired by this."

Suddenly, Se Lian continued.

"...Now, it's time to return it to its rightful owner."

Then, he took out the familiar golden fist from his arms and handed it to him.

"This...isn't this my weapon?"

Looking at the familiar pyroxene weapon in his hand, Reinhardt picked it up and kept playing with it.

This is indeed his weapon. The familiar feel, the way it is made of gold mixed with other metals and large pieces of polished pyroxene, and especially the word "Germany" on the handle, all indicate that this is the weapon he once used.

However, it seemed to feel a little different from before. There were many incomprehensible patterns and inscriptions on the pyroxene, and there was also a smell belonging to Teacher Se Lian.

"Well, this was given to me by the little princess of Kalia, and I'm going to return it to you. I've also made some improvements to it, engraving some magic circles on it to make better use of the magic power infused into it and reduce loss."

"Thank you... Teacher... But why did Lani give this to you instead of handing it to me personally?"

New doubts arose in Reinhardt's mind again, just like the soul-calling bell and the three wolves' ashes, why let others deliver them instead when he could have done so himself?

"Instead of asking your master about this question, why don't you ask the little princess in person?"

As if inspired, Se Lian once again looked into the distance, towards the Kalia Castle standing far away on the mountain wall, and murmured softly:

"That little princess is a little depressed right now..."

"Teacher, what are you talking about?"

The wind was so strong here that he couldn't hear clearly, but Se Lian teased him directly.

"Nothing, you heard it wrong, stupid disciple."

"If you really want to know the inside story and the truth, then go to Kalia Castle and ask the little princess of Kalia in person."

"I think she must be waiting for your arrival."

Feeling the lake breeze blowing towards him, Se Lian smiled. Before he could ask again, he said, "Let's go. It's windy here. I'll take you to where we live so we can have a good chat as master and disciple."

Once again, he was taken out of the clock tower without explanation and went to a low-key yet luxurious office. The cubicle was where Seren lived on weekdays.

The decoration style is the same as that of the hotels in the town.

An elegant chandelier hung above their heads like a sword of Damocles. The gradually dimming light of the golden tree shone through the window onto the carpet, surrounded by many unknown instruments made of pyroxene.

There seems to be a lot of them, but there is no clutter at all.

Maybe someone comes here regularly to clean it?

There were also two beds, which seemed to be specially prepared for him.

At this moment, his teacher Se Lian was sitting on the sofa opposite him, with her legs crossed and looking at him with a smile. Under her robe, her plump, round and smooth calves were tightly wrapped in black stockings, exposed to the air, shining with an alluring luster.

His figure was reflected in her eyes as clear as gems, as if she only saw him, and as if she wanted to see the whole side of him that she had not seen for thousands of years at this moment.

Yes, these thousand years are really too long, even for a pyroxene magician.

It is also because of the belief that her apprentice will definitely come back that Se Lian has persisted until now.

"Disciple, I haven't seen you for so many years. You seem to have changed a lot." Se Lian looked at him and said slowly, "You seem to have become more mature, shedding that childishness and becoming more calm."

"You are already a qualified pyroxene magician and a qualified warrior. Your teacher is very pleased."

"No...it's not as good as the teacher said. I'm still so reckless now..."

Being praised like this, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Teacher, you haven't changed at all after all these years, you are still so beautiful."

This is the truth, not flattery.

Se Lian's appearance has indeed not changed at all over the years, and his temperament has also gained a bit of inexplicable charm, just like an aged wine, so intoxicating.

"Really? I didn't notice that. Otherwise, how could you sneak in using the pseudonym [Escanor]? If it were you in the past, you would probably choose to attack head-on, right?"

Se Lian spoke jokingly, constantly teasing his stupid disciple.

"If I don't come looking for you personally, are you going to lurk around in the academy again and refuse to show up?"

"Haha, nothing can be hidden from the teacher's eyes..."

Hearing this, Reinhardt smiled awkwardly.

If Teacher Serlian had not asked Professor Miriam to bring him here, he would probably have done what Teacher Serlian said.

Thinking about it now, it seems a bit stupid and overly cautious.

Fighting wits and courage with the air for a long time.

How stupid.

The title of stupid apprentice is well deserved.

"Hmm, but this is mainly thanks to Di Xi who found you early in the morning. If she wasn't your master, she wouldn't have known that you, my disciple, had arrived."

"As expected, Di Xi has always been by your side, Teacher."

Reinhardt looked as if he had suddenly understood something.

"...From your expression, you don't seem surprised by this, disciple?"

In response to Teacher Seren's question, he shook his head and said, "No, I was surprised, but after discovering the Black Blade Assassins roaming around the academy, I understood. After all, the only people who could gather so many Black Blade Assassins besides [Black Blade Master] Aleto and her daughter, Miss Dixi."

"Hmm, you were able to analyze things calmly and quickly and guessed the truth. You're very smart and worthy of being my disciple, Se Lian."

Se Lian praised her indifferently, but it was obvious that she was very happy.

"But teacher, do you usually work here?" He looked at the equipment placed around and asked.

"Yes, this is where my office is."

"So... what about your pyroxene research? And your origin research is also here?"

He asked the most crucial question, and the expression on Se Lian's face changed. The smile slowly disappeared, replaced by an indescribable calmness.

"Master, I give up."

"Huh? Giving up? Are you giving up on the origin research?!"

At first he thought he had heard it wrong and asked again, but it turned out that it was not the case and he had not heard it wrong.

Teacher Se Lian really gave up studying the origin and gave up her dream.

"Yes, that's right. You... must think that I am a failure, right? It must be shameful for you to have a teacher like me who gave up halfway, right?" There was a bit more hesitation and loneliness on Se Lian's face.

Are you possessed by Mr. Topps?

But he shook his head firmly: "No, teacher, you are not a loser. In my eyes, you will always be my teacher, and in my heart, you will always be the greatest person."

To be honest, he was really surprised that Serlian, who regarded origin as his life and studied it at all costs, would give up the study of origin so easily.

What exactly happened?