Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Hipper really laughed this time, "Do you mind this? These are the necessary expenses for training you, and I don't mind spending more money on you. But it is a basic rule that apprentices have to pay tuition fees. The more important role is to let you understand that it takes time and energy for a teacher to train you, this is not an easy job, it is very expensive and extremely valuable.”

Hipper thought for a moment and added, "It will make you...better." She meant to say "more valuable," but subconsciously felt that Theron might be referring to these two different meanings of "value" Yi confuses and creates the illusion that "it will still be sold in the end". "Is there anything else you don't understand in my explanation?"

Theron shook her head slowly, but raised a new question: "But what is the essence of my work? I can't think of the purpose of its existence other than to destroy..." Her head lowered, "It seems to be just Your trouble."

"Oh," said the Archmage curtly, "I thought the primary purpose of this work was obvious."

Theron's head was still down, but his eyes looked up at her questioningly.

Hipper hooked her chin and forced her to look directly at herself, "You at least have to learn to control 'wind' and 'water', don't you? What else can you practice with besides sweeping and washing dishes? And, you always Can't... let me sweep it myself? I'm a mage with an apprentice."

Theron was amused by her, "Master, did you do the same when you were an apprentice?"

Under her gaze, Hipper walked to the recliner, and slowly lay down in it. Tius ran over whining, and propped up the archmage's bare and slender feet just right.

The feeling of stepping on Tius' body with bare feet is quite good, and it will heat up by itself.

Theron, at Hipper's behest, sat on a nearby sofa, facing her teacher in profile.Hipper turned to look at her, "What do you mean by 'like this'?"

Theron lowered her head guiltily, and she made another ambiguous mistake, "I mean, do you also need to clean the entire Mage Tower?"

"Of course, but my teacher has seven students, so we take turns to be on duty each day, but we clean our own rooms."

Seeing Theron's yearning look, Hipper said, "Do you also want someone to share your work?"

"Oh no, of course not!" Theron quickly argued, "I understand that cleaning work is beneficial to my studies, and I want this kind of practice!"

It is unthinkable for another stranger to live with them. Theron doesn't want anyone to worship the elemental king with her, let alone share the attention from Hipper.

Hipper smiled lightly, "Very well, I like people who work hard."

Today the outside of the tower is very calm, there is no storm, and the sky without sand and dust is blue-purple. The not-too-strong sunlight slanted in from the window, and Hipper's side face shone slightly.

Theron looked at her and asked softly, "Aren't you going to damage the Mage Tower too?"

Hipper looked into her emerald green eyes with a smile, and explained gently: "It is necessary to tell you what is the normal way to become a mage."

"Am I... abnormal?"

"No, absolutely not, but you are special. Of course, first of all, I am also special." Hipper took the teacup handed over by the blue water lord, and the sunlight penetrated its hand, casting blue green light.

"Usually, children with certain talents enter elementary schools to study and become apprentices, followed by intermediate schools. Every year, a mage selects qualified mage apprentices from these young people who have systematically studied relevant knowledge, and enters the mage tower. Then they will take the graduation test at the right time, and those who pass the three tests can become official mages."

She patted Theron's hand on the armrest of the sofa, "There are also a small number of people who will directly enter the mage tower to study, such as children from mage families. Or your parents happen to have a mage friend or relative, and you are talented. Yes, the mage might be happy to instruct you, too. There are also some who come from prominent noble families whose family support makes it easy for them to study directly with a reputable mage."

Hipper lay back, "Most apprentice mages may not accumulate enough mana until they are about 16 years old to support them to summon and make a contract with a water lord. But I summoned Hektra when I was ten years old, and everyone I was thought to have great talent, and it got to Mr Emerson's ears, so that after I left junior school he came and picked me out."

"I see."

"Yes, that's it, so I was already a skilled mage apprentice when I entered Mr. Emerson's mage tower, and I didn't have much chance to damage the mage tower. However, I have also damaged the school house before, and my parents paid for it It’s not too uncommon for the school to break down a few times a year, so don’t worry about it.”

Hipper's smile was so soft that Theron was easily relieved.The elemental king will never lie, she has deep insight into everything, and her judgment is of course trustworthy.With this thought in mind, Theron gained a little confidence.

Elemental kings don't lie, but humans have a hundred ways of not telling the truth, and Hipper knows them all: the school house doesn't always break down, and her parents don't lose "a lot of money."

Hipper had no intention of leaving, and seemed to want to test her learning results.Under her gaze, Theron bit the bullet and said, "Master, I think you should protect the rest of the living room."

Hipper thought for a while and said, "Take it easy." She called Tius to help raise Theron, but Tius was unwilling, because after the flood came, it would definitely be the first to raise Theron. One was submerged, but Hipper pointed to the imprint on its cotton pad and threatened it to use the deed, and it reluctantly came over.

"I'm sorry, Tius, I'm trying not to make mistakes..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Tius lay down and chattered all the time.

Hipper kicked Tius lightly, and lifted Theron's hand from behind, "When the elemental rift opens, you have to pay attention to catch the water. I think this is the only difficulty in it, come on, don't be afraid, no There will be problems."

Breath hit Theron's neck, itchy and warm, and with her teacher standing behind her, she felt herself leaning against a rock that would never collapse.

She took a deep breath, opened the elemental rift, and water scrambled out.After making preparations, the splashing water droplets seemed not so fast, but she still failed to catch them. She gave up controlling the wind to catch the water droplets, and concentrated on squeezing her hands tightly to break the elemental rift.

Fortunately, Hipper was there to help her. She hurriedly took over the control from Hipper and controlled them to slowly float in mid-air. a plate.Theron watched them, and even his breathing slowed unconsciously.

The soiled dishes swirled in the water and gradually became clean. When they were taken out, there were still traces of fresh water. Theron put them on the shelf beside them.Dirt that couldn't be washed away was left in the sink to be picked up and thrown into the fireplace to be burned.

After doing all this, Theron was finally relieved and turned around with a smile.Hipper said of course: "You're amazing, it's not hard, it's just something you can do with practice."

Hipper likes to praise her students very much. On the one hand, of course, it is because Theron is smart and well-behaved, and on the other hand, it is because of the instructions of Diego's wife Lillian.

"Praise will have an unexpected effect. You should always praise her." After writing this sentence, Lillian also specifically listed the references. Hipper once went to the public library to find this article. , which is very convincing.

Later, she didn't know why she had the upper hand, and it had become a habit for her to praise her students.Every time Theron was praised, his emerald eyes sparkled, often giving Hipper the illusion that he was the one being rewarded.

What's wrong with doing something that makes everyone happy?

Her pupils are of course very intelligent and worthy of the fine words.After teaching her control skills the last time, Theron has been able to control the brooms very well. She can even control four brooms and a small cyclone at the same time, gathering the dog hair and dust from the sweeping, and then throwing them in the air. Go outside the tower.

She still carefully does the dishes under Hipper's protection, but much better than at first.She can even summon small earthlings, though earth is a stable and inert element, making them much easier to control than wind.

For about a year, Theron accompanied Hipper to the city of Dead Leaf in the north several times, and the son of the soil she summoned gradually replaced Hipper's, taking on most of the heavy work.

Theron's speech became more and more organized, like a suit specially made for Hipper. Although the construction period was long, it fit better and better.

In the solitary tower in the desert, Hipper often does not feel the passage of time. The magic power of the archmage greatly slows down the loss of her life. The morning and evening can only indicate the time. Various elemental storms are frequented.

Theron still likes storms very much, and whenever the wind blows, Hipper will always accompany her to sit out, raise a wind shield that will undoubtedly be a distraction for Theron to maintain, and bring the two of them together. With the stool covered inside, she leisurely reads a book that has nothing to do with her main research direction, such as the collection of poems by Gugbollen.

Theron's son of the earth helped to move Hipper's rocking chair and her little chaise longue out on the terrace, and Hipper sat down with a book of poetry, and Tius came over with a whimper and took off his shoes at Hipper Afterwards, she propped up her white feet properly, and lay down on the ground.

Theron looked at the center of the orange storm in the distance with a little distress, and after a while, he began to silently look at the collection of essays in his hand.

Hipper suddenly opened her mouth and read her a romantic poem about West Wind. She was attracted by the half-understood words. Come to yourself.

It was a world that Theron could not comprehend. The rare but strangely rhythmic words, the inversions and dislocations all over it, she half understood, but the rhythm and rhythm caught her pulse. The side profile and light-colored lips caught her attention.