i used to be a devil

Eating, sleeping, moving, tidying up the house - oh yes, the latter two are already fully responsible, so they should be completely crossed out.

When Yirang thought of Ferrero, who was beaten by him and couldn't take care of himself, it was already the next day.

Basically, he was hungry for a day, and the pain was not treated and passed out again. When he woke up again, he looked sideways and asked Rosemere beside him: "Did you give him the medicine?"

He shrugged and replied: "He dislikes the poor quality of my recovery potion." Rosemere looked at the anxious teacher Polly again, and felt deeply: The teacher is really good for kissing, and it really shouldn't be. Offending the alchemist, even if it is just a few words of coercion, is not acceptable.

Alchemists are narrow-minded.

He said this in his heart, and then moved his eyes to look at Polly again—now he really has no strength to speak, and he feels like he is about to die.

Now Ferrero knows that there is nothing most desperate in this world, and there is probably a difference between despair and more despair.

Taking a deep breath, Ferrero thought that he would hold his breath and cry no matter what, whether he could win sympathy or not was the second thing, the most important thing was that he must cry, really... really wronged!

Thinking of this, tears welled up uncontrollably along with the pain, and when Ferrero was about to cry out in one go, he heard Yi Rang coldly humming softly, which scared him back the tears that reached the edge of his eyes.

"That's the reason?" Yi Rang said in a slightly cold tone.

"No...otherwise!" Rosemir was obviously frightened, his tongue flicked a little when he spoke, and his final tone seemed a bit weak.

"I thought it was because you used too much recovery potion before."

Yirang said the words with strong contempt in a natural tone, and then stretched out his hand to Rosemere, "Give me the medicine."

Rosemere spoke angrily, and his tone of voice rose because of anger when he spoke, "You mean you look down on my potions?!"

It's just that even though he said so, the anger on his face did not change, but he uncontrollably slammed the complex medicine on Yi Rang's palm.

"No, I mean I don't have any money right now."

"People who live in such a big house are embarrassed when they have no money?"

"I want to buy thin snow edelweiss."

"Why don't you say that you are going to kill the dragon and need gold coins to arm an army?!"

In the original back and forth conversation, Yirang maintained a calm tone throughout the whole process, as if it was just an ordinary tone of voice and Rosemere's almost flaming tone presented a very extreme contrast. Generally speaking, even Rosemere The momentum seems to be a little stronger.

The last sarcasm is more pointed to the point, it seems that Yi Rang is speechless——

Slowly loosening the hand that clenched the potion bottle in his hand, Yi Rang turned his eyes away from the refined potion, and glanced at Rosemil plainly, "Are you blaming me?"

"..." The alchemist who was aggressive just now turned into a deflated balloon in an instant, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant, Your Excellency Yirang."

"..."

"..."

The plot changes too quickly.

Ferrero, who was about to cry, and Polly, who was about to accuse Yirang of being inhumane, stayed silently aside, feeling that they seemed unable to intervene at this time.

Feeling that his grievance was a bit absurd, Ferrero looked at Rosemere, who had completely changed his face in the face of Yi Ran, who did not have the aloofness of the alchemist he had seen before. He didn't feel wronged at all, but wanted to laugh a little.

But because the wound is a bit painful, I can't cover the wound with my hand still broken——

Ferrero was full of random thoughts and had no time to throw it out, so Yi Rang put the opened recovery potion on his mouth, and with a little effort in his hand, he was forcibly filled with a bottle of recovery potion that didn't have much in total. go down.

"Cough cough cough-"

In a panic, holding back the idea of ​​spewing out, Ferrero finally drank the medicine without wasting it. After Yirang pulled out the medicine bottle, he strangled his neck and turned his head to the other side to cough desperately, causing bursts of pain in the wound along the way. .

The medicine bottle was casually placed on the bedside table by him, and Yi Rang still remembered the situation where the kid in front of him had negative emotions before.Yi Rang, who was planning to continue enjoying the vacation for the next few days, asked him just to be on the safe side: "Do you want to continue today?"

Perhaps it was the thirst for knowledge that gave Ferrero the idea of ​​being taught by Yirang, but now, the desire to survive made him make the right choice.

"No, no, no need."

He shook his head quickly.

……

On the second day after drinking the recovery potion, Ferrero brought the class schedule back to his daily routine.

Everyone in the academy is busy because of this competition.

Ferrero, who returned to the academy with injuries all over his body, was always more conspicuous at such times-such an important matter was about to start, and he even made himself look like this.

Most of what I have been doing in the past few days is some basic free training courses. When this kind of competition is close at hand, it is generally difficult to make qualitative progress.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a few days, what are you going to do?"

Because of the free review courses, the teachers who teach them don't really care what the students do: after all, there are only a few places that can stand out from the competition every year.

Ferrero, who was still injured, looked up at the person and lay down for a while. The resentment that had been suppressed before seemed to finally have something to say, "Don't mention it, I am called the aftereffect of failure to improve."

It was Ferrero's friend and part-time childhood sweetheart Shugumi who came.

How should I put it... In Ferrero's view, this girl was a crazy girl when she was a child, but when she grew up, she seemed to have suddenly mutated.

Unknowingly, she changed her appearance, and when she entered the academy, she was regarded as a goddess and was sought after by all the students.And Ferrero is often found faulted inexplicably because of his childhood sweetheart with the other party.

And when Shugumi never clarified the beating, in order not to be beaten into a pig's head by the boys who regarded him as a false rival in love, Ferrero has spent a lot of thought from the past to the present.

Later, almost no one in the same year could beat him, and Xiugumi also forgave himself from being harassed by these ordinary students.

Her talent was favored by Xi Lanfa.

Xiugumi's talent is very high. According to the public, his talent is so high that it's like a godsend, as if he was favored by a god.

From that time on, Ferrero always felt that this girl who was obviously the same as before was different...

Although he always felt that no matter how she looked at the other party, she was the crazy girl in memory—except for the fact that she would not get her clothes dirty in the end, there was no difference at all.

This time, because he was obviously studying in Zilan, Xiugumi didn't need to fight for the place to advance like most students.

It can be said that she can at least enter the top ten no matter what.

Thinking about these Ferreroes, he was a little distracted. He didn't hear what Xiugumi said before, until she slapped her forehead, "Are you listening—you won't really go to that Iran Field right?"

"Okay, teacher. I know that the people in your Law School have prejudice against Teacher Yi Rang, but let me tell you, don't you understand people by their appearance?"

"Just because that guy gave you a dagger?"

"With that dagger."

Shugumi seemed to snort coldly.

She despises Yi Jean Fielder.

In other words, the entire mage academy looked down on this three-star mage with the title of teacher.

As a matter of fact, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Weakness" is basically the indelible mark on Iran Field's head.People these days rely on their strength to speak, and people like Iran Field are obviously not the kind of existence that can win respect by virtue of their strength.

Hearing what Ferrero said, Xiugumi didn't speak, but just looked up and down the disabled person in front of him for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Ferrero's arm that hadn't fully healed, and grasped it with a little strength.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

A hog-killing howl came from the corner where they were, and Ferrero glared at his friend in front of him with tears in his eyes, "You're going to die, aren't you?"

"That dagger is really good, but you actually sold it to buy some inexplicable thin snow edelweiss?" Shugumi who let go of his hand stretched out his finger and poked Ferrero's head, "I see you He's going to die! Did you help him move before? Then you came back like this?"

"I'm afraid I fell off the ladder, hahahaha——"

Someone next to him interrupted, and the attitude of the other party who came completely uninvited seemed very domineering. Ferrero held the finger that Xiugumi was still poking on his head, and turned his head uncontrollably to glance at the guy who was talking to himself. .

From the eyes, the lines, the appearance and the expression at this time, Ferrero turned his head again, and said to Shugumi: "This is the kind in the troubadour's story that can't survive three chapters."

After Ferrero, who was carelessly self-taught, said this about Yi Rang's downplaying attitude, the unsuspecting future comers were enraged, "Be careful what you say, disabled! What qualifications do you think you have to put on a show here?"

"Hey... Obviously you ran over without saying hello and talking to yourself, right?"

"I can't see it from before, you look like this."

"what?"

The other party seemed to have not listened to what Ferrero said at all, or was completely dazzled by anger, "Do it, the loser will be rolled aside and cannot participate in this big competition."

"Hey, are you listening to me—"

"coax--"

Before Ferrero finished speaking, Shugumi had already thrown a Pyroblast.The flames condensed from the scorching fire elements barely brushed past the opponent's cheeks, and after hitting a tree trunk in the distance, left a large scorched black mark.

Xiugumi withdrew his hand under the sluggish eyes of the crowd, and said coldly: "Come on, I'll fight with you."

……