I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Following Celia's sigh.

The scene switches.

A golden-haired man holding a staff appears, controlling the meteorite bird that is bound and difficult to approach.

Another man with silver-gray hair and a melancholy temperament appears. While turning back, he uses a wooden staff to control the giant.

On the wooden staff, a palm-sized gem is tied with a rope.

The figure is familiar.

It is the young Leernen.

"Flilian."

In the third round of the test hall, Celia squatted on the ground, looking at the flowers planted on both sides of the bridge.

"For some reason, I have never regretted accepting disciples."

"Even if they cannot leave their names in history."

[Seeing these figures, I don't know why I want to cry. ]

[This is Leernen, the magic that controls the stone man. ]

[The old man thought that the master didn't care about him at all. ]

[The master really loves the disciples of Flame, loves every one of them, but at the same time, every one of them can make her choke hhh]

[Because she is also very lonely, woo woo woo. 】

Thinking of this.

Furlian walked on the street at night and said to Leernen across from her:

"She can't express her feelings frankly to her apprentice."

Furlian didn't look back, nor did she intend to compete with anyone.

She passed by Leernen. If Leernen wanted to leave a deep impression in Celia's heart.

Then there was no need.

Celia remembered every apprentice.

Every apprentice's personality and favorite magic.

Just like remembering Flame.

[Didn't they establish the Magic Association, although it was a thousand years late. 】

"Really just like a little kid."

Leernen's eyes were fixed on Furlian, the wooden staff in her hand, with a palm-sized gem on top.

It was the staff Leernen used when she was young in Celia's memory.

Hearing Furlian's words, Leernen held the staff in his hand.

Suddenly put it down.

At this moment.

Leernen's mood was extremely complicated.

【Leernen seemed to have become the little boy who first met Celia many years ago. 】

Phelan walked down the stairs of the Magic Association Hall.

He saw Fulilian walking forward.

"Ms. Fulilian." Fulilian smiled and walked down the stairs much faster.

Fulilian paused and turned to look.

Hugh Tark also looked at Fulilian.

"The privileges have been issued."

"Then let's go."

Fulilian said and continued to walk forward.

Leernen looked at the backs of Fulilian and the other three leaving, thinking for a long time.

"Ms. Fulilian, what's the matter with the injury on your shoulder?" Fulan noticed the wound on Fulilian's shoulder.

Fulilian did not answer directly, but said:

"I have to go to the church for treatment."

"I wonder if the church is still open."

Fulilian said helplessly.

【Fortunately, Eggplant was a step slower, otherwise it would have been torn just now? 】

Leernen looked at his staff, "It's so awkward."

He thought of Celia.

In the picture.

Celia appeared in a red cape, and said to him before the third round of the test.

"You too, me too." Leernen sighed.

[Common name: twisted. ]

[No need to be famous in history, as long as it is deeply in the heart of the master. ]

Early the next morning.

In the town of Visast.

There are many children around Hugh Tark.

"Hugh Tark, what are we going to play today?" A little boy, with four children around him, asked Hugh Tark excitedly.

Hugh Tark said: "Sorry, brother can't play with you today."

[Today's Hugh Tark is still the king of children! ]

On the side, the man carrying a wooden beer bucket turned around and asked: "Hugh Tark, have you had breakfast?"

"I have!" Hugh Tark replied.

In the shop, a woman holding a glass of beer asked with a smile:

"Xiutark, drink this before you leave."

"Oh." Xiutark replied with a smile, "Thank you."

[Have you become so familiar with each other? ]

The old man who goes to the mountain opposite the city every day to 'instruct' Xiutark in martial arts appeared on the street.

"The way of martial arts is difficult and dangerous."

"Take care on the road."

The white-bearded old man slowly instructed Xiutark.

Xiutark, carrying a giant axe, smiled and replied: "Yeah!"

[Did you hear that they were leaving? ]

[So who is this old man? ]

[Curious, what have you done these days, Tomato. ]

Xiutark was in front of the city gate, walking towards the city gate with Fulilian and Feilun.

He turned around and looked at the many city residents behind him, turned back and smiled and greeted.

[Contemporary Xinmeier. ][Enthusiastic citizen Little Tomato. ]

Walked to the city gate.

"It's time to say goodbye to Visast." Fulilian said.

The three walked out of the city gate.

Walking on the bridge built outside the city of Visast.

Philen turned to look at Hugh Tark, "Mr. Hugh Tark is very popular wherever he goes."

"Really?"

Hugh Tark himself didn't think so.

Fulilian turned to look at the scenery in the distance, "By the way."

"Philen." She remembered, "What magic did you ask for yesterday?"

Philen stopped.

"Huh?" Fulilian looked back.

"Huh." Philen smiled and opened his hands, turning around in a circle.

"Can't you see it?"

Flilian pinched her chin and got close to Philen's black clothes to take a closer look.

"The clothes are clean."

She sniffed and smelled it, "And there is a floral scent."

Flillian slowly stood up from a half-squat, looking at the clothes on Philen's chest, with a gleam in her eyes, she guessed: "Could this be..."

Philen spread her hands, "This is the magic that can remove stains from clothes completely."

Philen said, while putting her hands on her hips and looking up, "With this, washing clothes is much easier."

The tone was happy and proud.

Flillian stood up straight, folded her arms and looked at Philen: "You are worthy of being the living magic book Celia."

She had heard of this magic.

"It is said that this is a legendary magic that existed in the mythological era. ”

【Fufu is ecstatic. Could it be a magic that can make Master angry to death?】

【Amazing.】

【I want to learn it too!!! A magic that can clean everything!】

【Put your hands on your hips first.】

【Master: It’s this kind of magic again. I’m crying.】

【Hahahahahaha, you picked a washing machine from the whole arsenal?】

【If this really completely removes all impurities and has fragrance, it really deserves to be legendary! Hahaha!】

Fulilian walked to Philen’s side and patted Philen’s hair.

“Well done, Philen.”

Philen was glowing.

The joy could not be stopped.

Fulilian still put her hand on Philen’s hair and said with a smile: “My apprentice should do this. ”

[Hahaha, what was Master’s expression at that time?]

[Another person came to ask for strange magic/sigh]

[Flillian is not enough, here comes another annoying one.]

[Life magician.]