Blooming Tower of the West Wind

"It was written by La Pace."

Theron saw that the author's name was also written on the cover, "As the name suggests, oh, he is yours..."

"It's my senior brother. He and I were attacked from within the mage union at about the same time."

"Is it that time... that time because you were 'addicted to strange skills and obscene tricks'?"

"Yes, Lapace's work has come to a standstill because of this, and some of his apprentices have left him, resulting in a lot of copying and finishing work falling on him."

"Apprentice? Leaving the teacher? How could such a thing be allowed to happen?"

Hipper smiled, "It's not our relationship. There are some apprentices who can't graduate all their lives, so they will be apprentices for the rest of their lives. Some mages will hire these skilled apprentices to do some research work for themselves. Paying salaries, that's normal. It's not like we have...our stronger relationship."

"Oh..." She was delighted to hear Hipper himself admit that they were a "stronger relationship."

"The book was finally finished this year, and he gave each of us a copy. I thought I might not need it."

"This book is really small."

"It is said to be the latest paper, thinner and stronger, but very expensive. He insisted on using this kind of paper because he thought it was easy to carry to the field. People who study stones may not be able to bring all the stones back. "

"Sounds like a thoughtful person."

"That's right, he is the only one among us who studies the element of earth. You brought this up?"

"Okay!" She looked up at Hipper, very happy because she was entrusted with the task by the teacher, and stared at the archmage in front of her.There was a warm light in the gray eyes, she didn't move away, and she didn't move away either.

After staring at each other for too long, Hipper rubbed his chin in embarrassment, "What's wrong? Is there any question?"

"No..." Theron quickly lowered his head, "I, I'll read the book you mentioned."

She bowed her head and ran away.

Tius ran over and twirled at Hipper's feet. Virgil walked over slowly, winked his eyes, and whispered, "Hipper, do you seem to have a good time with her?"

Hipper laughed softly, but her eyes were full of threats, "Virgil, don't make inappropriate jokes, she is my student."

"Grand Master, don't be willful, you see that your conditions are so harsh, no matter how willful you are, you will be like me."

"Virgil," the archmage approached Virgil very seriously, "whom to be with is not my only choice, I can still be celibate all the time. I don't have to be with the right person, you will because Is it okay to get married?"

"Do you not mind her gender?"

"I don't mind sex, but it has nothing to do with her." Hipper stared at him.

Virgil touched his nose and avoided the look, "Well, I've finished what I have to say anyway."

"I'm getting along with her normally, please don't always think about it casually," Hipper raised her hand arrogantly, and several "silent" hand symbols flew out of her fingertips one by one, Virgil raised his hands straight in fright. move back.

At this time Theron's voice suddenly came: "Teacher."

While Hipper agreed, he finished writing the spell, Virgil floated up with a strange expression, his mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

The archmage walked towards the little apprentice, "Any questions, Theron?"

Theron nodded hesitantly, but it was too far away, and Virgil couldn't see what Theron said. After he fell, his hearing gradually recovered, and the voices from afar indicated that they had once again entered a world that was automatically isolated from outsiders.

Hipper was still the last to enter the living room the next morning, and Theron and Virgil were already sitting waiting, greeting her when they saw her.

She was still wearing the dark pleated skirt from yesterday, without any nonsense, she went directly to the table and sat down, and began to eat her own meal.

The standard researcher's breakfast smells everywhere.

In silence, Hipper looked up at Theron, and happened to meet her eyes.The archmage raised an eyebrow at Theron, and glanced at her dress, which instantly flushed Theron.

That's right, white is good-looking, just want to wear a skirt.

The archmage gave a low laugh, but the silent smile remained on her face.

After eating for a while, she finally found Virgil's suspicious gaze, and she smiled unnaturally.She knew that she could no longer explain anything to Virgil, and any explanation would get another kind of distortion that she didn't expect but never wanted in Virgil's prejudiced eyes.

"Eat, then set off. After arriving at Table Mountain, you go to buy a final batch of necessary supplements, including dry food. I'll get the measuring meter, and then we meet up. How about it? I believe you have planned the route too?"

"Yes, of course, don't worry ma'am."

"Theron, go prepare your luggage and wait for me in the library."

Theron gave Virgil a suspicious look, and reluctantly left.

"you……"

As soon as the archmage raised his hand, the flattering wind closed the door tightly. The archmage took a few steps forward with the wind, and stopped not far in front of Virgil, "Shut up Virgil, I am very satisfied with her current relationship , without any plans to go one step closer."

Virgil smiled contemptuously, like every time the archmage finds a flaw in someone else, "But according to your theory, there will always be one person who will develop a 'love' relationship with you in the end. Everyone will participate in your choice, you did not exclude any relationship...”

"I said 'shut up', stop your cleverness, and stop making things about these vulgar things."

"Just do it if you can't say it", was originally the most shameless behavior of the Archmage, but it is undeniable that this is always the most effective for human beings.

Virgil quickly raised Tius, who was trying to jump onto the sofa next to him, to block him, although it was useless.

"Let me say the last sentence!"

"Don't say it!" The archmage's finger drew a golden mark horizontally in the air, and Virgil's mouth closed immediately.

"Woo! Woohoo!"

"Wow?" The footstool turned its head strangely, the spell accurately avoided Tius, and directly attacked Virgil.

Words have absolutely different meanings for mages and people of other professions. It is a tool with mysterious magic power. No one can understand it more deeply than mages. A few days ago, Virgil came, defenselessly " "polluted" her originally pure thoughts, and when the pollution got bigger and bigger, he came out maliciously and laughed at her again!

Originally, she could have been unaware of all this, she could have maintained such a relationship with Theron, and would never pay attention to what their relationship was for the rest of her life.

The archmage took a deep breath, and rationally understood that this matter has nothing to do with Virgil. One day she will find that Theron is the only one who meets all the conditions among the few conditions. In the latent desire in her heart, she didn't have any strong evidence to prove that she didn't have the idea of ​​"putting everyone together and picking the most suitable one to develop into love".

This is the most dangerous thing, she can't let Virgil's words pollute her thoughts any longer.

"In any case, shut up and don't mention this matter again, or I will really cut your throat, and I will do what I say!" The archmage's last few words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Virgil shrugged, and this action caused the footstool in his hand to rise and fall slightly.

Hipper left the room, and Hektra happened to float down from upstairs, but it should have come down long ago, so maybe it eavesdropped on everything just now.

Virgil rubbed his nose and ran downstairs. On the way, he met Theron who was about to come up. The latter greeted him, but his silence was not over yet, so he had to smile awkwardly.

When Theron opened the door, she saw Hipper standing in front of the table with her back to the door. Unlike what she had seen before, a dark pleated skirt was exposed under her black robe, and the skirt fell to nearly half of her calf. position, black stockings and black moccasins cover possible leaks.

Stockings defined the legs better than trousers, and as Theron thought, the Archmage's legs were beautiful, closer to hers than any other legs she'd seen peeking out from under her skirts at school. The most desirable part of aesthetics.

"teacher……"

Hipper turned around and reached out to her, "Okay?"

"Where's Virgil? I thought he was with you."

"He's going to set Dvořák free. It's a pegasus, it can go on its own."

"Won't it be stolen?"

"Dvořák is also a contract monster, its contract is covered by the mane."

"Does it know the way?"

"Virgil said he knew him and trusted him."

"Oh..." She leaned against the table and waited absently, thinking of the word "contract".She and Hipper are in a contractual relationship, but unfortunately, they only have a one-sided relationship. Maybe the contract made her have a certain "impression" with Hipper, which was something she was unwilling to think deeply about , but two months of school life is enough for her to observe many people, and no one can have the same first impression as Hipper gave her.

"Hey! Ladies!" Virgil appeared with his own luggage on his back. It seemed a bit stupid to directly lift out the saddle bag and hang it around his neck. "Let's go."

Theron consciously hooked Hipper's arm because it was so convenient.One black and one white, similar attire, slight height difference, Virgil touched his nose again, a sentence stuck in his throat, so he touched his throat again, wondering if the archmage would really be cruel to him one knife.

When he came out of the teleportation array, Virgil could clearly see the slight deformation of the two people in front. It was easy to judge that Theron clasped Hipper's arm tightly, as if to prevent her from falling.