Water and Fire Twins Magician

A water ball as big as a watermelon suddenly appeared, slowly floated towards Meister, and then exploded with a "bang".

A baby who was only half a year old could perform the first-level water magic, Water Ball Magic, without any instruction.

Meister, who was the first to be hit, also stood there in a daze, then laughed out loud towards the sky.

"Hahaha! Young master is really humorous. The weather is indeed a bit hot today. Thank you for the reward!" Mestre was soaked all over, but he still bowed to Beruni gracefully before leaving.

After Meister left, there was an outburst of cheers and praise.

"Young master did a good job. He made that scary butler a drowned rat. Haha!" The maids and nannies laughed.

"Okay, don't spoil him. It will be troublesome if he keeps playing pranks on you in the future." Beruni said coquettishly.

Of course, Lord Tutu was very satisfied with Jacques's test results. Although he was a playboy and looked a little unreliable, as a father, he was definitely proud to hear that his child had such an extraordinary talent.

He was not worried about what the housekeeper had hinted at. Although he was the lord of the water goddess's territory, his unruly and unruly nature made him not care about such things. After the Helen Festival, he was even more relieved.

The crisis of Helen Festival was resolved without any danger, and then there was a long and peaceful period. Jacques could finally enjoy his life as a rich young master. He was very excited and satisfied to experience his childhood again.

When ordinary people were children, they were simple-minded, ignorant, and had no memory of many things. They had no idea what they had experienced or what they had missed.

But this time it was different. Although his body was that of a child, Jacques' mind was that of an adult.

He decided to leave no regrets.

Therefore, even though Jacques was obviously precocious and healthier than other children, he still insisted on being breastfed by Beruni. Fortunately, Beruni's body was strong enough to meet Jacques's almost unreasonable request and breastfed him until he was two years old.

In fact, if he hadn't heard that if the pink was sucked too much, it would cause the melanin to accumulate easily, he would really be unwilling to let go of Beruni's perfect breasts. After such a long time together, Jacques still couldn't have a motherly feeling for Beruni.

Although he loves milk, Jacques doesn't really like it, referring to the "drink" of milk. Under Gandalf's insistence and Jacques' personal preference, he kept drinking it for so long. Beruni's magical milk nourished Jacques, laid a solid foundation for him, and also made him mature earlier than his peers.

After she stopped breastfeeding, Beruni finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the young maids who slept with Jacques were miserable... Perhaps the impression made in the past two years was too deep, so that Jacques could not get rid of this habit in his life, but that is another story.

"Grandma...Grandma!" These were the first words Jacques said. Soon after Helen's Day, he began to speak. When he was one year old, he could walk independently and have simple conversations with adults.

Of course, Gandalf would not let him show off like this, and Jacques pretended to be his grandson as he wished.

But physical growth could not be concealed, and even after weaning off breast milk, Jacques's growth did not slow down. When he was three years old, the maids had to run to the roof of the manor house to call him for dinner.

At this time, Jacques often played hide-and-seek with kittens on the roof, and competed with them in catching birds. He even became the cat boss in Marsala Ridge. He liked kittens and puppies in his previous life, and often fantasized about getting along with them. Gandalf thought that a lot of climbing and jumping activities were good for Jacques' physical exercise, so he did not object.

"Getting along with animals will be beneficial to my future dealings with monsters, or even taming them and making contracts with them," Gandalf thought to himself.

Ever since his stunning appearance at the Helen Festival, the priests were almost certain that Jacques would be their future master.

The temple continuously provided Lord Tutu with a rich supply of various materials, and instructed the famous stud to protect his son, whose rank was unknown, at all costs.

For Lord Tutu, this was a good thing, so Jacques and Beruni lived a more comfortable life than before, and Tutu also summoned elites from various fields in the territory to serve as Jacques' private tutors.

But these teachers did not teach Jacques anything. Compared with his previous life experience, the only things that were new to him from these teachers were the culture and customs of this world.

What's more, Jacques already has in his mind a teacher who may be the best in Love Continent.