Am I Not Even Worthy of Being Compared to a Pig

Nanako gnashed her teeth with a "kakaka" sound.

Amazing! Truly amazing, my disciple!

You really went to great lengths to discipline your master!

Even the possibility of Vivian was considered by you!

Afraid that your master would be seduced away, you even transformed into a goddess...

"Just wait a moment." Nanako closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and struggled to maintain her expression, saying,

"Nanako has some things to take care of, just a moment."

Lynn, in her goddess form, was taken aback.

And under his gaze, Nanako, her head steaming, walked "papa" to a nearby marble pillar.

After a brief silence.

Pound pound pound pound—

Behind the marble pillar, a series of loud crashes sounded.

Lynn: "!!!∑(゚Д゚ノ)ノ"

A few seconds later.

Nanako, with a red forehead and glaring eyes, walked out, crossed her arms, and said with her eyes closed,

"Much better."

Lynn curiously looked at the marble pillar.

And under his gaze.

Crack crack—

On the marble pillar, slight cracks began to appear.

Lynn: "( ̄□ ̄;)……"

A brief, awkward silence.

Lynn, in her goddess form, coughed to break the eerie quiet, smiling gracefully,

"Nanako, this shows that you are a very special... girl, and the reason I summoned you here is very simple..."

She looked up, gazing at the sky, with a touch of melancholy, a hint of a smile, and a sense of relief,

"Because I want to find a girl who can inherit my mantle and take my place as the new ruler of ice and snow, and that's why I chose you."

Nanako glared and said, "Is that so..."

Lynn, in her goddess form, sighed, "Because I've been in this position for countless years, and I'm tired of this lonely life, I find..."

【Forgot the lines...】

Nanako: "……"

"Anyway..." Lynn, in her goddess form, changed the subject with a smile,

"I want to ask you, would you like to follow my path of magic and become a true witch who controls storms and ice!"

"Perhaps when you become a demigod, you will remember many things and understand your uniqueness."

In an instant, a whirlwind swept in.

As endless snow rolled in, it blurred Nanako's vision.

And in the swirling snowstorm, she faintly heard that faint, low murmur.

【Agree, Nanako, this is not a blessing, nor a gift...】

【Just a pitiful wretch's wish...】

...

The next day.

Outside the mage tower, Nanako sat intently on a small stool, her head wrapped in a white cloth with the word "effort" written on it, her expression extremely focused.

She held a quill and parchment, her small eyebrows slightly furrowed, sometimes deep in thought, sometimes writing, sometimes pausing, working very hard.

Vaguely visible.

On the cover of the notebook in front of her were inscribed a few large words.

《Ice Sorrow Meditation Technique》.

Lynn sat on the other side of the table, his mouth slightly raised, although he also held a pen and notebook, his mind was completely elsewhere.

【Hehehehehe—】

【The blue-haired loli seems to have suddenly become diligent, indeed, last night's teaching was very effective!】

Lynn immediately thought of last night's events.

Unconsciously, his mouth curled up again.

【But the blue-haired loli probably never thought that the goddess she met last night was me, her disciple!】

【Hahaha! I really want to see the scene when the blue-haired loli finds out the truth! That shocked expression must be very cute!】

Nanako's head antenna flicked the air with a "pop".

Grinding her teeth.

Deep breath.

Glancing at Lynn.

She really wanted to tell her disciple that your thoughts have already exposed you completely in front of your master!

But...

Her mind slowly recalled the scenes from last night.

Even though she knew that the goddess who taught her magic was her disciple...

But the focused look from last night, there was no trace of joking or pranking.

She lowered her head, holding a quill, writing down one formula after another.

Hand in hand... pointing out many of Nanako's mistakes...

Even when Nanako couldn't understand some obscure knowledge, she still patiently explained, very gently pointing out the correct meditation method for Nanako...

She subconsciously glanced at her disciple across from her.

Then quickly lowered her head.

"Disciple..."

Nanako propped her cheek with her hand, twirling the quill idly.

Her eyes looked to the side, but still occasionally glanced at Lynn.

She propped her cheek and casually asked; "Do you think there are people in this world who are good to others for no reason?"

【???】

【Why is this blue-haired loli suddenly asking such a question?】

Lynn was confused and said: "Well, except for family and lovers, most others will have some other factors involved..."

Nanako glanced at him, propped her cheek, and mumbled, "So that's how it is..."

Scribble scribble—

The sound of writing resumed.

Suddenly, Nanako looked up and asked another question.

"And if someone suddenly appears who is good to you for no reason, what should you do?"

Lynn leaned back, rocking the chair, and said: "Then you should be careful."

"Why?" Nanako asked curiously.

Lynn looked at the book and said seriously: "Because, he might be in love with you."

...

Several days later.

Winter Spring Valley Round Table Council.

Andrew sat in the main seat, frowning as he looked at the letter on the table.

The letter detailed several strange anomalies that had occurred in recent days within the Silver Empire, which had caused great concern in the empire.

As a guardian organization, Winter Spring Valley had also intervened in the investigation at the first opportunity.

But who would have known that the mages they sent out to investigate would suffer one misfortune after another.

And the most serious of which was...

He took a deep breath, looking at a robust boar across the round table, and said painfully,

"So, you're saying that you just camped and slept outside that dead volcano, and then you turned into a pig?"

The boar ^(* ̄(oo) ̄)^ said: "Oink oink, gurgle, roar roar..."

The whole room fell silent.

Andrew nodded and said: "I see, you said you found traces of the Secret Source near the crater of that active volcano, and suspect that the recent anomalies in the area are related to ancient Secret Source Mages?"

The boar ^(* ̄(oo) ̄)^ said: "Roar yeah, oink gurgle, achoo roar..."

Andrew pondered and frowned,

"I understand, don't worry, I'll send more people these days, if it really is the King of Secret Source, Winter Spring Valley will definitely not sit idly by!"

The boar ^(* ̄(oo) ̄)^ nodded and said: "Roar oink!"

Andrew nodded and said: "You're welcome."

All the members of Winter Spring Valley looked at each other.

Especially Nanako, with wide eyes, her gaze occasionally shifted from the boar to Andrew, swallowing hard and said;

"Grandpa Andrew, can you understand what he's saying?"

Andrew said indifferently: "Naturally, as the first executive of Winter Spring Valley, it is essential to be proficient in multiple languages, if I can't understand the language of pigs, wouldn't that make me even worse than a pig?"

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