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

Looking down at Se Lian's white little feet stepping on the ground, his eyes twitched.

In fact, he had wanted to ask this question for a long time. No matter where he went, his teacher Seren never wore shoes, whether in the academy or on the road, making him look like an ascetic monk.

The most important thing is that even so, he has never seen any scars or roughness on Selene's feet, which still maintain that delicate and white color.

But out of courtesy, he never asked this question.

But now, there are so many crystal fragments on the ground here, and they have just been burned by high-temperature flames, and yet they just walked here?

Could this be some rare pyroxene magic?

"...Haha, I'm used to it."

As if noticing that her apprentice was staring at her feet, Serenity glanced at Reinhardt playfully.

But he didn't say much, but slowly walked into the deepest room.

I don’t know if it’s because I worked too hard last month or what, but my condition has been getting worse and worse recently. I feel very tired and my heart is a little uncomfortable. I’ll take a rest tonight and continue tomorrow, and sort out the plot by the way.

I'm so sorry.

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Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, about Seren.

I didn't dare to write about Se Lian's love line because I was warned and it was killed by the review. I can't help it...

Teacher-student romance is prohibited.

The old man is talking about the teacher-student relationship, and I don’t know what to say.

112. A short and pleasant life (4K)

Time flies, passing by quickly like quicksand.

Unknowingly, several years passed. Under the rule of the demigods, the border area maintained an inexplicable tranquility and entered an unprecedented stage of prosperity.

However, although all this seems to be full of vigor and development, there are actually undercurrents, just like the calm before the storm.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Reinhardt.

At this moment, he is enjoying a life where food is provided for him.

"Lord Rhine, the tea is ready, please enjoy."

"Well, thank you."

Reinhardt sat on the sofa, took the teacup handed to him by the maid and sniffed it gently.

"Well~ your cooking skills are still as good as ever, Ariana."

"Thank you for your appreciation, as long as you are satisfied."

The rising mist lingers at the tip of your nose. The taste of this cup of hot and fragrant Hepa tea alone is so unforgettable that one sip will make your mouth water.

The whole person couldn't help but relax, as if floating in the clouds.

It feels so comfortable.

However, this cup of tea brewed with Hepa grass was only one of the reasons why he felt so comfortable. The biggest factor was the changes that had taken place in the place where he was and in his life.

After he cleaned out the Cuckoo Knights hiding in the basement, he and Teacher Serlian moved in and began to study the prayers and ancient spells he had. It was estimated that those guys would never have thought that as cuckoos, they would have their nests taken over by others one day.

The basement at that time was still in a dilapidated state, and it could be said that everything was in ruins. There were too many things that needed to be sorted out. Even if the master and apprentice worked together, they could not transform the basement into what they wanted.

Although Teacher Seren, who has no housework ability, was totally making things worse by trying to help.

But now, this basement has been completely transformed and is no longer what it used to be.

The surrounding area is filled with exquisite and high-end candlesticks. Coffee tables, sofas, beds and all the things that seem to have nothing to do with this place appear in this small space, full of home-like warmth.

Even the originally uneven bluestone floor was made very smooth by some unknown method, just like the floor tiles in a church.

As the saying goes, although the sparrow is small, it has all the organs. This seems to be the case.

Everything here was managed by Aliana, who was once the head maid of the Rodel Royal City Mansion. She transformed the messy and dilapidated basement into an orderly one, which was even more luxurious than some houses outside.

Not to mention that on the bed next to her, Fia, wearing a black robe as soft as thin silk, was sitting there quietly flipping through a book.

As for why the two of them appeared here?

That’s a long story.

One day a few years ago, Aliana and Fia suddenly appeared in Nimgfu and found him hiding in the basement.

He was quite surprised at first, but later he heard that it was Lani who showed them the direction and led them here.

He understood Fiya. Originally, Fiya was arranged by Marika, and then she chose to be the sleeping girl who followed him. However, the appearance of Ariana really made him a little confused.

After all, it was obvious that Lani needed this versatile maid more than he did.

Although Lani once said that these two people wanted to live with him, it doesn't seem like that.

It was okay for Fia, but he didn't believe he had such a great charm for Aliana, the perfect maid.

And according to Lani, Letina originally wanted to come over, but was stopped by her.

Because Kalia Castle still needs Letina, she can't leave yet.

However, no matter what, it was thanks to Lani that he could live such a comfortable life.

Thinking of this, Reinhardt couldn't help but look at Fia who was sitting on the bed, sipping Hepa tea and reading a book.

The thin black fabric reveals the exquisite curves, and the slender white legs exposed under the robe are particularly attractive under the faint candlelight, making people want to touch them and explore the deeper darkness.

Well, she is worthy of being the dead sleeping girl Fia, she is still so beautiful.

The appearance of Feiya also greatly relieved his fatigue. When he was tired, he could enjoy Miss Feiya's knee pillow service, or even hug her. That soft and boneless feeling was really unforgettable.

Of course, this "hug" simply means what it says, without any other connotations.

If he did anything else, his teacher Seren would go crazy.

Just like now....

In a room deep in the basement, the faint candlelight swaying slowly in the breeze and the surrounding pyroxene crystals illuminated the witch's profile, giving her snow-white skin an inexplicable glow.

Her hands kept writing on the white paper, occasionally biting the pen tip and falling into deep thought, her beautiful face wrinkled.

On the seemingly luxurious desk in front of her, a tattered notebook and a book recording prayers and the principles of pyroxene magic were placed side by side.

Those were Master Wehler's notes, which had been almost torn apart by Teacher Serlian over the past few years.

The book next to it is the result of Reinhardt's research over the years - the theory of transforming prayers and spells into pyroxene magic.

Today, with the joint efforts of master and apprentice, they have successfully transformed the prayers and spells received from Marika into pyroxene magic, opening up a new faction - the Sun.

Just like the meteors in Olivenis' classroom and the comets in Caleros' classroom, the pyroxene magic transformed by the master and apprentice is based on the sun, and even a set of prayers about the sun was born from it.

Such research results also deepened Seren's understanding of the origin. Combining prayer, law and magic together allowed her to go further on the road of origin, as if she was only a piece of paper away from glimpsing the fascinating and wonderful origin.

But unfortunately, this so-called separation of a piece of paper is like the universe at your fingertips. After all his research, Se Lian has never taken that step forward.

It feels like something is missing.

"...What is missing?"

Se Lian muttered to himself as he flipped through Master Wehler's notes, and combined them with the results of his research. New inspirations kept emerging and were constantly denied.

She had never expected that trying to find the right path from countless assumptions would be so difficult. It could be said that this was the biggest problem she had encountered since she embarked on this road of origin.

But her extremely strong desire for knowledge did not allow her to give up, just like a brave man trying to climb the highest peak, who would not stop until he reached the end.

"Teacher, would you like to come out for a cup of tea?"

Reinhardt, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Teacher Serlian who was buried in the room with depression, and even his handsome face was slightly distorted, and couldn't help but speak out.

This has been going on for almost a year. Sometimes he wonders if this caring teacher will go crazy because of this.

But that is impossible.

He understood Se Lian. It could be said that no one in the entire border area understood Se Lian better than him.

It can be said that Seren has never changed. She has always been immersed in the ocean of magic and cannot extricate herself. Everything she does is to explore the boundaries of magic and to explore its illusory origin. Perhaps Seren has already gone crazy, so it is impossible for her to become even crazier.

And when facing him, her sincere teachings and earnest words were her true other side.

"Um...."

Hearing this, Se Lian suddenly stopped writing, pondered for a few seconds, and then put down the pencil in his hand, "Let's take a break."

The witch slowly stood up, walked out of the room and sat directly opposite him, crossing her legs.

The white calves exposed under the magic robe attracted his attention.

It was like changing her face. The pretty face that had just been slightly distorted by depression returned to its former beauty in the blink of an eye.

"Master Se Lian, please have some tea."

Aliana poured another cup of fragrant hot tea and placed it respectfully in front of Serlian. When she bent down, the round peaks revealed made him feel that the tea in his hand seemed to have a milky aroma.

"...Disciple, I've told you many times not to be obsessed with the body. This skin is just a vehicle for us to get closer to our origins. We can discard it at any time."

Se Lian's earnest tone brought him back to his senses, and an awkward smile appeared on his face.

Got caught on the scene...

Upon hearing this, Feiya couldn't help but stop turning the pages and glanced over here.

But Ariana, who was standing aside, did not respond to Seren's words, and still maintained that perfect smile on her fair face.

However, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but her breasts seem to be higher than before?

Se Lian naturally noticed this, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Ariana's towering chest, and his chest suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

I don't know what happened, but ever since these two women started approaching my apprentice in front of me openly, this situation has happened frequently.

It seems like I'm becoming less and less like myself.

She had seen this situation in a book before, but she didn't believe what the book said.

She is a witch who studies origins, how could the situation described in the book happen?

Be it family affection or love, those are things that the Pyroxene Magician has no connection with. In her eyes, the so-called love is nothing but a manifestation of desire.

But as a pyroxene magician, this desire is exactly what he doesn't need.

Her apprentice Reinhardt was just a confidant she met on the road to exploring the origin, who was worth her all devotion, nothing more.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Seren, how's your research going?"

"Hmm...it's the same as always. I'm only one step away from taking the final step. I lack the necessary experimental materials."

Seren shook his head regretfully, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes as he looked at Reinhardt.

The experimental materials she mentioned were nothing more than living pyroxene magicians. Only by using those pyroxene magicians could she collect the most critical data and information.

Of course, with her strength, it is not difficult to capture a few pyroxene magicians, but she has promised Reinhardt that she will never conduct live experiments again, so so far she can only choose to make a breakthrough in theory.

The reason she agreed to Reinhardt's request was not only because of the inseparable bond between master and disciple, but also because she knew that she could not cause more trouble for her beloved disciple.

I also understand that Reinhardt's purpose in doing this is to prevent her reputation from becoming so notorious in this narrow space.

The most important thing was that she had a hunch that if she could make a breakthrough in theory, she would be able to go further than originally expected, and even understand the relationship between law, prayer and magic.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of passion in her clear eyes when she looked at her apprentice.

It would be nice if I could study the laws of my own apprentice carefully.

But unfortunately she couldn't do it.

The Law of the Sun is unlike other laws. It contains too many concepts and is extremely complicated. Its complexity is like the roots of a golden tree, making it difficult to see clearly, grasp, or understand.

She had tried to study it when she was helping to research prayers and spells, but ultimately failed, and the heat almost burned her source stone.

"...Teacher, why are you looking at me like that?"

Reinhardt noticed Serlian's fiery gaze, as if he wanted to eat him alive, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to ask if you did your homework today?"