Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

When he heard Caesarion's secretly showing off and self-satisfied words, Vincent's heart skipped a beat, and he tentatively asked, "Could it be the Lord Vilandon who came to pick me up?"

"It's him!" Caesarion nodded with a smile on his face, "I got to know him after I left the Mage Tower and came to the capital. Vilandon gave me a lot of help, and I trust him very much. "

Recalling that when I first came to the capital and joined the Griffon Knights, but was unable to integrate into the Knights because of my heart and pride, it was Vilandon who extended a helping hand to him, which made his promotion road less detours , It was Vilandon who unintentionally pierced Caesarline's hazy love for Vincent.

Before, he was immature and didn't know what love was. He thought that all he wanted was to get back his sister, and then make Vincent look at him with admiration and praise him for his excellence. He had no other thoughts.

But when Weilandon saw Caesarline quietly cleaning the dirty pants after his nocturnal emission, he teased him innocently: "Don't be so nervous, it proves that you are in good health!"

Under Caesarion's red-faced stare, Vilandon spread his hands with a smile: "Everyone is a young man, and it's only natural that this happens. But most of them have been worn down by hard training." You don’t have any strength anymore, if you still have the strength to have a wet dream, you really are very powerful!”

Caesarline didn't reply, but continued to wash his pants and sheets without saying a word.

Weilandon knew Caesarion's temperament. He sat on a chair beside him, wiped his long sword easily, and continued to smile and said, "But I'm really curious, who is the sweetheart who can make you so energetic? What a beauty~"

Caesarion's face was stiff, and his lips were tightly pursed.

When he heard Vilandon's words, even though he knew that Vilandon didn't know Vincent, he was just joking, but Caesarline couldn't stand Vincent being treated so frivolously.

But the sweetheart... When he heard that Vilandon considered Vincent as his sweetheart, Caesarline seemed to get a pointing light in a daze.

Why am I dreaming about Vincent?Because he is my sweetheart?

Because... I like Vincent?

——I like Vincent.

It was as if the ignorant and chaotic human beings had obtained a flame that could survive and keep warm. For the first time, Caesarline clearly realized that his strange thoughts and obsession with Vincent all stemmed from his liking for Vincent.

"...he is really good-looking." Only this sentence of Caesarion's last whisper was heard by Vilandon.

"Oh? What kind of beauty would a beauty like Caesarline, the 'first genius' of our Griffin Knights, be so enamored with? I really want to see it!" Wilandon's eyes lit up, and he held the The long sword that had been cleaned was returned to its sheath, and he jumped up from the wooden stool he was sitting on.

"It's not that easy to see him." Caesarion said with a stiff face, then picked up the wooden basin containing the trousers and sheets in his hand and walked straight out.

Weilandon was not far behind Caesarline, and they walked out of the dormitory of the Knights. Caesarline hung the naked clothes in his hands on the railing not far away.

"Your hair seems to be growing? Are you planning to grow it?" Vilandon saw with sharp eyes that Caesarline's blond hair seemed to have grown to the neck, and said with some disapproval: "Although I shouldn't make a decision on your decision. Interference, but as a friend, I would like to remind you that long hair is very obstructive in battle."

"I know, but my 'sweetheart' seems to prefer people with long hair." Caesarline raised his hand, stroked the blond hair on the back of his neck, and said calmly.

"As for what you said about being in the way during the battle...as long as I'm stronger than the enemy, and let them fall before they get close, then there's no problem."

The faint coldness and bloody smell in Caesarion's voice made Weilandon subconsciously silence, and he did not speak for a long time.

It wasn't until Caesarion started to pull out the long sword at his waist to start morning exercises that Weilandon found his voice and said helplessly: "I really want to see what your sweetheart looks like..."

"It's not that easy to see." Caesarion waved the long sword in his hand, and the sharp peak pierced the air, making a piercing cry.

"Could it be the royal family? There's no need to be so pessimistic. As long as you make achievements, no matter how proud and arrogant the noble lady is, she will definitely fall in love with you!" Weilandon comforted and joined in the morning exercise.

"But I remember that His Majesty Ludwig I didn't have any heirs?" Vilandon glanced at Caesarline, but didn't say the phrase "there are quite a lot of wives and concubines" in his throat.

Caesarline's identity cannot be concealed from those who are interested. His sister is one of the concubines of His Majesty Ludwig I, and she has been in the limelight recently, and is loved by Ludwig I by his side.

But so what, in the Griffon Knights, no matter whether you are a prince or aristocrat, or a nepotism illegitimate child, as long as you have the strength, you can get ahead here.

"Of course he didn't." Caesarion said coldly, and never replied to any of Weilandon's questions.

Caesarline didn't know until he was called into the capital by Ludwig I. The reason why he was sent to the Seville Plain was because Ludwig I wanted to know Vincent's recent situation.

Caesarline's sister was actually not favored after entering the royal family, until Caesarline was retained by Vincent and accepted as an apprentice, and Ludwig I discovered that he had a better way to drive this Vincent's disciple .

It's ridiculous and ridiculous that Caesarion was given to Vincent because his sister was first offered to the emperor.

He hated Ludwig I who wantedonly changed the life of himself and his sister.

And Ludwig I summoned Caesarion into the palace in the name of his sister, also in order to learn about Vincent's situation from him.

Ludwig I loved Vincent.

Upon realizing this, Caesarion felt even angrier.

The emperor's love does not have any respect at all, only abominable possessiveness!

And for a quiet, indifferent and beautiful person like Vincent, how could Caesarline be willing to let him fall into the hands of the emperor? !

Every time he came back from the palace, the joy of seeing Ping'an's sister and his sincere hatred for Ludwig I made his inner ambition burn more vigorously day by day.

Since such a stupid and ridiculous person can sit in that position, why can't I?

Could it be that I am worse than him?Or is it that my ability is not enough?

Caesarion never felt that he was not good enough.

When he was sweating profusely and sheathed his sword, the whistle for getting up came from the dormitory of the Knights.But now this building shrouded in night is bathed in starlight, and it has a tendency to wake up.

"Let's go, I still have time to wash off the stinky sweat on my body when I go back." Weilandon, who was also sweating, wiped his forehead and greeted Caesarion.

"Hmm." Pulling his heart out of the thoughts just now, Caesarion strengthened his inner path, and walked towards Vilandon who was waiting for him by the side of the road.

"——My sweetheart is the treasure that lives in the tower." Caesarion suddenly whispered to Vilandon as he walked forward.

"Oh? It seems that your identity is really not simple, you will have a hard time." Vilandon closed his left eye and smiled lightly. He patted Caesarion's shoulder comfortingly and comforted him.

"I'm ready. No matter how many evil dragons and obstacles there are in front of me, I will bring him out of the tower and make him happy." Caesarion looked up at the starry sky, and the east has already begun. It was fish-belly white, rendering that part of the night bright.

"And in the end... I will climb to the highest position. At that time, will you come with me?" Caesarion stopped on the steps, and stretched out his hand towards his friend and future right-hand man .

"Ahhh." Vilandon's expression also became serious, he put his hand on Caesarion's outstretched palm, and said word by word: "I will follow you and see how you create miracles. "

It was precisely because of Vilandon's assistance that Caesarion was able to control the entire empire faster than expected.

And when Vincent was finally willing to attend the coronation ceremony, the reply letter flew to Caesarlane, the blond new emperor immediately decided to ask Vilandon to pick up Vincent.

This is not only for Vincent's attention, but also to fulfill a promise made a long time ago. Caesarline wants his friends to meet his sweetheart and get Weilandon's blessing for them.

Caesarline, who had full trust in his friends and loyal servants, had no idea how complicated Willandon's mood was when he received his request of 'please accompany Vincent to purchase'.

After sending the longing Caesarion away to deal with government affairs, Vincent came to the garden and waited for Vilandon.

This central garden is the only place that is the widest and flattest in the palace and suitable for griffins to come and go.

Sitting in the gazebo made of marble, Vincent felt the breeze blowing on his face with the fragrance of flowers and plants. Looking at the colorful and blooming flowers, it was rare for Vincent to let his mind go blank.

Although holding the book in his hand, he just drew the words into his eyes, without thinking about the meaning of those complicated spells at all.

After all, too many things happened recently, completely beyond Vincent's expectation.

The Son of Destiny deserves to be the Son of Destiny, so Vincent was a little confused by such a stroke of genius.

...But Vincent himself also has an unshirkable responsibility.

He was indeed a little shaken, facing Caesarion's passionate courtship

Even so, Vincent did not intend to accept Caesarline's pursuit.

Whether it was troubles now or troubles in the future, Vincent was already entangled in troubles, and he didn't want to add more troubles that drained his energy.

"Your Excellency Vincent." The blond-haired griffin knight jumped off his griffin Fiona, and saw the black-haired mage sitting in the garden pavilion reading a book.

"Is His Majesty not by your side?" It was almost impossible that Vilandon did not see Caesarlane who was supposed to be by Vincent's side.Weilandon knew better than anyone else that apart from being the emperor and rescuing his sister, Caesarion had only Vincent as his biggest obsession.

"I drove him away to do things." Vincent replied to Weilandon's question lightly, closed the heavy and simple book in his hand, and put it back into his storage space ring.

"Sticks get hot."

Vincent's short words made Vilandon couldn't help laughing. He knew that Caesarline had always liked Vincent, but Vincent's reaction made Vilandon realize that they were adored by thousands of girls. Your Majesty, I am afraid that Mage Hyperion has not been tempted to promise.

His joyful mood at this moment is not fake, although he knows that it is not kind, but Weilandon wants to be willful for a while.

Just once today, Vilandon told himself.

He no longer suppressed his heart, obeyed his mood to accompany Vincent, and returned to his place after today.

He is a loyal friend and subject of His Majesty Caesarline, and Vincent is Caesarline's admirer. Vilandon should conscientiously advise Caesarline instead of thinking about how to pry a corner.

No, it's not right to say it's a corner, after all, their respected Majesty Caesarlane hasn't been able to catch His Excellency Vincent yet.

When Weilandon realized what he was thinking, he shuddered, and quickly dismissed his increasingly biased and dangerous thoughts, then settled down, and stretched out his hand towards Vincent who was walking towards him. : "It's okay to go from the sky to the street today?"

"No problem." Vincent replied calmly.

Vincent put his hand on Verandon's palm, and with just a little force, he was pulled onto the spacious and warm back of the Griffon.What Vilandon was wearing today was the pure white gold-gilded military uniform that Vincent had seen before, not the armor made of fine steel alloy.

But yes, it's just to purchase the required materials, there is no need to be fully armed.

"Where do you want to go first?" Willandon asked softly, holding Vincent in front of him.

He only needs to move forward a little, and he can smell the faint fragrance from Vincent's hair.Vilandon knew the smell, and it seemed to be a shampoo recently launched by a trade association that was well received.

If memory serves me, this scented shampoo costs a silver coin to buy a bottle.

Not knowing that the man who invented and sold the shampoo was in his arms, Vilandon was still secretly feeling Caesarlane's thoughtfulness to Vincent.

"Go to the Mage Association. I have some things to buy. I'm afraid it's only available there." Vincent said, then leaned forward, and held the long mane of the Griffin that spread from the top of the head to the neck.

"Alright—Fiona, let's go to the Wizards Association!" Vilandon grinned and gave instructions.