Blooming Tower of the West Wind

The author has something to say: I came across a long review by accident, and I didn’t intend to update it.

But yeah, today is special, it's my 14th birthday (x

The exam will be in a few days, and there is really nothing to update

I wish you a nice weekend.

At the time of the last long review, only Nanfeng was in stock. You are welcome to go to Sweetshort to watch it.

"The mana is overdrawn, and now there is no way to maintain the fire lord's expenses in the human world."

"Oh my god! I never thought of going to a mage's house to eat and cooking myself!"

"How long has it been since you cooked for yourself?"

"Soon, not long, but I usually just bake something, how about our roast?"

"Actually, as long as you can eat."

"Compared to this," Virgil's eyes flickered, he glanced around, and then lowered his voice, "Theron is really worried about you, we have already returned to the tower, she insisted on going back to save you, at that time it was like Like crazy..."

"What do you want to say?" The archmage, who was more stern and sharp because of his bald head, narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

Virgil raised his hands, as if he was afraid of a beast rushing over, "...So, you really never thought about what would happen to Aimee Cortes and Theron if you died?"

Hipper shook his head honestly: "No, I didn't have time to think about the will. But of course it was left to Theron to inherit. Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is!" Virgil ramblingly explained how unfavorable heirs who are underage and not related by blood are in the inheritance system.The archmage asked back: "You will come out and give false testimony, right?"

"Hipper, why are you so naive!" Virgil lifted the freezer, and the Son of Frost inside saw that it wasn't Elvis, so he didn't throw the ice puck in his hand in a daze.

"Where's the big firework? Hello?"

"It... can't go to work today, can you pass me that piece of beef? Thank you." Virgil sent a furry smile, and the son of Frost was still immersed in the shock of not being able to come to work from the big fireworks, and passed the beef to him in a trance. give him. "And that bacon, and the milk next door, and... By the way, how much does it take to maintain your mana?"

"Don't worry about it, you'll know when your mana is exhausted." It stuffed a lot of things to Virgil, "Close the door."

After closing the freezer, Virgil asked Hipper, "Is it still there?"

"Virgil, I'm just mana overdrawn, not completely devoid of mana."

"Then why didn't you tell the little beast the truth?"

Hipper lowered her eyes in thought, her pale eyelashes flickering, and suddenly sighed, "She's different from you, she will worry about me."

"What are you talking about! I will worry about you too!"

"No, it's not the same. If I completely lose my powers, you will directly help me find a way, and Theron may think it is her fault."

Virgil paused, "Are you...are you indirectly accusing me of not having any guilt?"

"No, of course not, I know there's nothing you can do in that situation."

"Isn't Theron the same?"

Hipper shook his head calmly, and a small southerly vortex appeared, wrapping the frozen beef in it to defrost. Virgil melted a pool of cheese and cream with the help of a pan, and then took the beef down and cut it into small pieces with a knife. Sprinkle with pepper and salt, rub it, and throw it into the pot to cook.

"It's not the same, as you can see, she may not have the ability to banish the entire storm, but the elements are willing to listen to her, maybe she will think 'if I'm there, maybe I can defeat the entire storm', if she Think, of course she would feel guilty."

"But what if she's there instead of helping?" Virgil asked in disbelief.

"I also think that with her around, I might miss some of the best moments to protect her, but that doesn't stop her from thinking wildly, so I don't want to tell her."

Virgil frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "How long will it take you to recover?"

Hipper replied honestly, "I don't know. But it's okay to do a little trick."

"Hey, old friend..." Virgil wiped his hands, turned around and said seriously and entangled: "Theron is really worried about you. In my opinion, it has exceeded the level of adoptive mothers, guardians, or teachers."

Hipper returned to his indifferent attitude, "What do you want to say?"

Virgil rubbed his nose and silently chopped the onion. After a while, he cried while cutting.

Theron struggled repeatedly before entering the living room with the door closed. Fortunately, there was nothing she didn't want to see. Hipper just stood in front of the kitchen counter, looking indifferently at the dancing orange flame in the stove.

It was definitely a flame summoned by pure mana, so perhaps her earlier worries were unwarranted.Hipper just wanted to eat Nislan food but didn't want to go out.

It turns out that Virgil can cook.The bohemian greeted her lazily and stirred the pan with a spoon in one hand, and the smell of cream and cheese filled the living room.

Virgil was already cutting up two chicken legs, then mincing the meat, then wrapping it all up in bacon, but the last step gave him a dilemma: "How are we going to make it grill? Don't have a metal fork or something in the house? "

"There's one downstairs just for Dvořák," Hipper said.

This was disgusted by Virgil, and Theron suggested: "Why not use that oven?"

"None of us know how to control the temperature of the fire, right? Only the Lord of Fire can."

"Why don't you ask Elvis to come out?" Theron stared at Hipper.

After asking this sentence, Virgil couldn't help but stop breathing, how dare she ask!

But the Archmage just said calmly, "Then Elvis would lose his temper and lose his temper for not letting him cook. And with him around, we'd all have to come out of the kitchen."

Hipper sighed, took the potatoes that were cooking out of the pot, peeled off the skin with a wind blade, and smashed them with a spoon. Virgil cut three eggs and mixed them in, poured some melted cheese juice, There were also some things Dvořák couldn't ask for: peeled peas and finely diced carrots.

"Just bake it like this." She threw the fire into the oven, together with the two chicken legs, a pile of meat stuffed with bacon, and said with a little self-denial: "If it's bad, there will be mashed potatoes and Goulash with cheese."

Theron said softly, "I don't think I can be of much help..."

"That's great, you come and help me light the fire." Hipper couldn't wait to extinguish the flame and let Theron replace her. Virgil protested loudly after the fire went out, and didn't shut up until Theron re-ignited the fire.

It probably takes until the sun goes down completely before we can eat. Although it smells delicious, the food made by two people who often don’t cook and one who hasn’t cooked at all can’t compare with the fire lord. Fortunately, everyone is hungry Throughout the day, the demand for food had dropped to an all-time low, so much so that even the archmage couldn't help stretching his neck when Theron sliced ​​into the meat.

The smell of meat is overflowing, and the different flavors of beef mince, chicken thigh and bacon are intertwined because of the smoldering flames, and the hunger is quickly eliminated. The taste of mashed potatoes is just right, and Theron can't help but linger on the tip of his tongue.

But she had been paying attention to Hipper's situation before. In this way, the progress on one side was always stagnant, and the sight on Hipper's face was discovered. She smiled gently and suggested: "Don't dislike it. If I have eaten, I have a little more here."

Theron blushed and refused, "Teacher is also hungry, right? I'm going to steal Tius's."

The footstool under the table raised his head vigilantly, protecting the food bowl under his body.

Of course Hipper needs food, and mana will not appear out of thin air. Since ancient times, everyone has believed that the recovery and growth of mana has a lot to do with food, especially in the state of mana exhaustion. If you don’t eat, the speed of mana recovery is quite slow. This has already Proved by an ancient and inhuman experiment.Although the subsequent hundreds of years of research statistics have not found any correlation between food preference and mana, there is no doubt that Hipper needs to eat more.

After eating, Hipper first left the table and went back to the room. Theron tried to get some words out of Virgil, but of course he couldn't ask anything about the old fritter Virgil's opponent.

She couldn't bother Hipper who was in need of rest, so she could only go back to her room in frustration, covering her head and remembering that Hipper refused her hug, support, or even just approaching, and she huddled in pain.

Lenning tossed and turned in mid-air, circling her: "My little lady, don't be discouraged. Didn't she still tease you later? She even said that she would share the food with you."

"But I don't know if I have offended her. I feel that there is always a boundary that I don't understand. After touching it, she will push me away mercilessly."

"Isn't this normal? Everyone has a bottom line, and so do you."

"But, I didn't have it before. For example..." She thought of those sweet good night kisses, and the breath of getting too close when she was arranging her clothes, and her heart trembled slightly with every approach she remembered .

She couldn't say the rest, and each sentence intensified her frustration.

Very frustrating.

But just want to be the same as before, why not?She hugged her quilt angrily, but knowing that it was useless to act coquettishly or cry in front of Hipper, she became even more depressed and stuffed herself into the quilt.

But Hipper didn't sleep, kept lying on his side, and quietly hugged his quilt, with an unusual look of sadness on his indifferent and calm face, staring at the dark blue clear sky in a daze.

The water lord could not reach the human world yet, she had no one to confide in, and chose to keep silent.

A glow gathered at the fingertips, and after a while it went out like a candle in the wind.The archmage sighed deeply, several times she wanted to get up and go downstairs to find Theron, whether it was a hug or a kiss, as long as she could give her some sweets in exchange, right?This is the prerogative of the teacher. Mistakes are so easy to make, because the steps are too simple and the rewards are too rich.

Fortunately, the heavy physical body stopped her. Laziness is usually a disadvantage. Now the archmage is very grateful for his laziness.

The lights of the Mage Tower went out very early today, but neither the owner of the Mage Tower nor the heir appointed by the owner of the tower stayed up until midnight.