After retiring, I became Loli’s magic mentor

On the way to Alcott Academy, Nunnally yawned lightly, and then fell asleep quietly in Ryan's arms.

Seeing this, Ryan had no choice but to slow down his horse and try to minimize the bumps. Anyway, there was plenty of time now, so there was no need to be too anxious.

The result of doing this is nothing more than making Ryan listen to the embarrassing slogans of "Little Red Riding Hood" from the newsboys on both sides of the street.

But it is this kind of slogan that is the easiest to attract passers-by to consume.

Although the cultural level of this group of newsboys is not high, they can really come up with this kind of words without rehearsing. They change three sets a day without duplicates. When they grow up, they will become newspaper editorial talents.

The newspaper company is really lucky to have this group of newsboys.

After arriving at the academy, Ryan rode the horse to the stables, then reached out and rubbed Ninelli's little head: "Ninelli, we have arrived at the academy."

"Um..."

Nunnally opened her sleepy eyes, her eyes gradually focused, and then reflected Ryan's face: "You messed up my hair again..."

"Nenelli looks even cuter with messy hair."

"Who wants you to think it's cute!"

After letting Ninelli dismount, Ryan rode the horse into the stable and prepared to park the horse.

At the first glance after entering the stable, Ryan found his exclusive horse seat in the stable.

Compared with other horse positions in the stable, his horse position is completely the difference between nobles and poor people.

Not to mention that no one dares to use this horse seat, even the left and right sides of this horse seat are empty, and no one dares to stop the horse.

This time, it can be said that Ryan was given enough face (although the nobles did not know that the owner of this horse seat was Ryan).

After parking his thin horse, Ryan walked out of the stable and went to the classroom in the teaching building with Nernelli.

Before arriving at the classroom, Ryan discovered that the person on the podium was not the old gentleman teaching the liberal arts class, but Rowling.

Logically speaking, this morning was supposed to be a liberal arts class. Maybe it was because there was an assessment tomorrow, so Luo Lin had just worked overtime for a day.

However, at this moment, Rowling was sitting on it, lying on the table... sleeping?

I don’t know what I was busy with yesterday, but I looked very tired.

After watching Ninelli enter the classroom, Ryan was about to leave for the big library when he suddenly saw Nemitua and Sajiriel coming over.

"Teacher Ryan, good morning!"

Seeing Ryan, Nemitua said hello energetically.

Ryan smiled and nodded: "Good morning, Tuya."

"Teacher Ryan, I heard from Li'er that you rescued her yesterday. Thank you!"

"It's just a coincidence, don't worry too much."

"Mr. Lane, this is for you."

Behind Nemitua, Sajiliel took off a small bag from her waist and handed it to Ryan. The orange ears on her head twitched:

"These are biscuits I baked. They taste pretty good. I hope you won't dislike them."

Nemitua crossed her waist and said proudly: "Teacher Ryan, Li'er's biscuits are delicious! And Li'er only learned it when she came to the empire. Apart from me, no one else has ever eaten Li'er's cookies. Here are the cookies!”

Hearing Nemitua's words, Sajeel's cheeks turned slightly red, but she still looked at Ryan expectantly.

Ryan did not refuse and took the bag with a smile: "Thank you."

"Ah... I am the one who should thank you. This bag of biscuits should be regarded as my thank you gift."

Sajiri waved her hands repeatedly.

Ryan opened the bag, took out a plain-looking golden biscuit, and put it into his mouth.

After chewing it for a while, the aroma of wheat under the crispiness of the biscuits instantly filled the mouth, making Ryan nod his head: "It tastes really good."

Sajili'er breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you like it."

Nemitua was even more proud: "I'll just say it!"

After saying goodbye to the two girls, Ryan just left the teaching building.

On the way to the big library, Ryan took out a biscuit from the bag and handed it to Octavier behind him:

"Want to try it? It tastes really good."

Octavier still had a cold face: "You can eat it yourself."

Maybe Octavier herself didn't realize that although she had been maintaining a cold attitude towards Ryan, when Ryan talked to her again, she would answer Ryan instead of ignoring him like before.

Entering the big library, Ryan looked at the corner of the big library and spotted the white-haired dumpling there.

At the same time, Amiya also looked at Ryan, and happened to meet Ryan's eyes.

At this time, Amiya had already placed the ancient elf book on the table, waiting for Ryan at any time.

Tomorrow is the autumn assessment, and the day after tomorrow is the official holiday. By then, it will be difficult for her and Ryan to see each other again.

Ryan stepped forward, took Amiya into his arms, rubbed Amiya's little head, and asked, "How many more are there?"

"Not much left."

Amiya opened the ancient elf book and replied, "I should be able to finish studying this book today."

"That's good."

Ryan felt relieved a little: "Let's speed up the progress."

"Okay, Mr. Butler."

Amiya learns very quickly and knows how to draw inferences from one example. Many of the questions marked by Amiya in the book were actually learned by Amiya herself after Ryan taught her the relevant knowledge.

But today, after teaching for a while, Ryan found that Amiya didn't seem to be very interested in learning, and she seemed a little depressed.

"Amiya, what's wrong? You don't seem to be in a good mood today."

"Mr. Butler, can you tell?"

"obviously."

"what……"

Amiya was silent for a while, and then replied: "Because...after today, Amiya won't be able to see Mr. Butler for a month."

"We'll meet again in a month."

Ryan smiled lightly and said, "A month is actually a very short time."

"Amiya knows, but Amiya...is a little reluctant to let go of Mr. Butler."

Hearing Amiya's indifferent answer, Ryan suddenly felt a little moved, and had the urge to hold Amiya in his arms and rub her hard.

After thinking for a moment, Ryan said to Amiya: "Amiya, do you have anything that will never leave your body?"

"Does underwear count?"

Amiya blinked her amber eyes and asked somewhat innocently.

Ryan: "..."

Could it be that Amiya has been in contact with Rowling for a long time and her IQ has been lowered by Rowling?

"It's not that kind of thing, it's a bracelet or necklace or something like that."

"Well……"

Amiya thought for a while, leaned back, and pressed closer to Ryan. Then she took off her small shoes, bent her knees, and stepped on Ryan's knees with her little feet wrapped in white stockings.