[No CP] Monster Race Growth Daily

The Guangwen Pagoda is the observatory of the entire nettle courtyard, observing the trajectory of the stars and the sun.

This tower is a place that all students of Nettle House fear, because the lessons it represents are really difficult and inhumane.

The 36 beams of light on the top floor of the tower are the core of the tower, which looks like a galaxy in the world at night.This is the famous beauty of the nettle courtyard, and it is also a grand scene that many ordinary people can't imagine in their lifetime.

Mandelera, who was standing on the top floor here, was in no mood to admire the beautiful scenery. In fact, the Duke, who was anxiously waiting, was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Terrible, she said how could the teacher who only went to Guangwen Pagoda for surprise inspections be in Guangwen Pagoda!She hasn't been studying here for many years, so it's for her disciple, right? Revisiting the old place or something...

Celta Duke didn't answer her for a while, and Mandelera boldly glanced in that direction secretly, only seeing a cold figure from behind.

In fact, this lord who is rumored to be very indifferent is really kind to his only disciple, and he has always been kind.But Mandelella has no way not to be afraid of her teacher, which probably stems from an emotion that is hard to describe.

Unspoken fear.

The teacher who is obviously very kind is more like treating her well according to the scriptures, an elder like a textbook, with the warmth of a textbook.

The teacher once said...

"You are the most talented person in the entire Wu clan, and you will definitely surpass me in time. You have talent, and my duty is to inspire your talent and not waste it. You have to believe in yourself."

Mandelella recovered from the slight trance, and was surprised to find that it was not just her own memory just now.

She almost subconsciously turned the bracelet into a magic book, and retreated as fast as she could.After doing all this, she looked up at her teacher in confusion, and asked a little out of the ordinary: "Teacher?"

Celta Duke still turned his back to her, and he recited softly: "You are the most talented person in the entire Wu clan..."

Mandelella clenched the book in her hand, not understanding why the teacher would repeat this conversation that happened in the past.

Celta Duke turned sideways, and his attitude towards Mandelera has returned to normal: "Your reflexes are not bad, but the operation of magic power still requires fine manipulation. This time I will let you go home and reflect on yourself. Let’s put aside the homework for the time being, and I will ask for a passable work when you come to see me next time.”

The doubts in Mandelera's heart have completely dissipated, only the regret for wasting her talent is left.The teacher must have brought this up and reminded her of the passage in order to get her to restrain her recent arrogance.

Mandelera put away her magic device, and bowed farewell to her venerable teacher: "Thank you for your teaching."

Celta Duke nodded, indicating that she could go back.And his own gaze was set on the beam of light of the Guangwen Pagoda, wondering what he was thinking.

Probably some new technique?

Mandelera closed the door and looked at Ainaya who had been waiting for a long time: "Let's go! I thought of another good idea..."

As she walked forward, she suddenly remembered Celta Duke's pale face, and she was a little worried.But after thinking about the identity of this person, she suppressed her worries and ordered: "Aini, go and tell your maids to take care of the teacher's physical condition..."

After Ainaya agreed, Mandelella pulled her towards the carriage quickly.

She still needs to practice.

Celta Duke slowly turned his face to the direction of the door after hearing the door closing.

As his entire face was exposed to the artificial starlight, so did the horrific scars.

Half of the intact face is delicate and fragile, while the half of the broken face is full of scars.Just like the ghosts of hell, you can't see the underworld.

Intense contrasts, palpitating twists.

"Hello method——" Celta Duke covered the right half of his face, laughing nervously: "Accepting such a monster as a disciple, and personally delivering such a potion for me! That brat, he is your right?!"

His violent breathing suddenly stopped for a moment, and then he returned to calm strangely, and even his festering wounds returned to whiteness.

Little by little, his hands "erased" the scars on his face, covering up the traces of previous injuries: "Wait, I'll go find you right away."

Lu Ren lowered the brim of his hat, and rarely wore decent clothes. The hem of the black windbreaker swept across the flower beds by the roadside.

He was a little embarrassed: "I forgot you can't just squat on the curb today..."

Then he restrained his expression, ignoring the strange eyes of the pedestrians passing by just now.

"Do you still like the potion I brewed by myself, 'me'?"

The disciple who is not close to Lu Ren comes from her natural inspiration.

Mandelera's sensitivity made her subconsciously avoid contact with her teacher, which made Mandelera not very close to Celta Duke.

This prevents Celta Duke from getting any information that he shouldn't get by invading Mandelera's memory.

Then you should come to me.

Lu Ren walked happily to the Wisdom Corridor, looking for his child, his body, and his emotions.

"wait for me."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Duke Mandelera's mansion.

In order to welcome the master back home, the front door of this imposing yet exquisite mansion is wide open, and there are waiters waiting solemnly at the door.

Mandelella's carriage drove over from the street, and was unexpectedly stopped when it was about to enter the gate of her house.

She had a hint of curiosity, knowing that almost no one in the Wu clan would dare to do this.

Because the aura imposed on her is the power and strength that ordinary people cannot violate.

She raised the curtain and looked at the man who dared to stop her at the gate of the Duke's mansion.

It was a boy, and the boy didn't have the fear and calculation that Mandelera was used to in his eyes when he saw Mandelera, what he had was just a little curiosity.

The young man said with a smile: "Master Duke, can you give me a little time?"

Mandelera felt: "Who are you?"

The young man introduced himself solemnly: "My name is Bu Shengyao, and I come from the Yaozu."

The author has something to say:

After class, I was really shaking when I went out and was frozen. Please pay attention to keep warm when cooling down.