After having dinner with the sisters Daili and Daisy, Daisy began pestering Laine again, asking him to teach her water magic.
Just as Laine was about to agree, Daili couldn't stand it anymore and dragged Daisy away to wash the dishes.
Looking around, Laine realized he had pretty much finished his work for the day, so he yawned and returned to his room.
Back in the butler's quarters, Laine lay down on the bed. Although old Ram had passed away there earlier that day, Laine felt no unease about it.
After all, sleeping next to the mangled corpses of fallen comrades had become commonplace for him.
Laine was quite satisfied with his day's work as a butler.
Taking care of children and handling miscellaneous tasks wasn't tiring at all, especially with two maids helping out.
It worked out well, since Laine had been disconnected from society for ten full years due to his duties as a knight. If he were to suddenly try living independently in the city now, even with the added benefit of his transmigrator's memories, he would likely struggle to find his footing.
Lying in bed, Laine carefully listened to the subtle sounds in the stillness outside as he slowly closed his eyes.
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As night fell, the door to Nanaly's chamber slowly opened. Her petite figure crept stealthily through the darkness until she reached the dining table.
Carefully pulling out a chair, Nanaly sat down without making the slightest sound.
Looking around the spacious environment, Nanaly let out a soft breath and extended her right hand. Her azure eyes gleamed faintly in the reflected moonlight.
"Through the meridians, feel..." she murmured, silently reciting an incantation in her mind.
In the next moment, Nanaly felt something being absorbed into her body, flowing through her, leaving trails of warmth in its wake.
Suddenly, a faint yellow glow emanated from her hand, and a small flame appeared, flickering in the darkness.
The flame was tiny, struggling against the encroaching darkness, seeming as if it might extinguish at any moment.
Even so, Nanaly's face lit up with joy.
Unfortunately, after a short while, the flame finally succumbed to the darkness and disappeared.
"...Still failed, huh."
The joy faded from Nanaly's small face along with the flame.
She tried casting the flame-summoning spell several more times, but each attempt ended in failure.
Finally, Nanaly gave up. Sitting in the silent darkness, she stared down at the table, lost in thought.
"Young miss, who taught you your magic? The teachers at Olcott Academy?"
A voice suddenly came from nearby.
Nanaly jumped in surprise, quickly lifting her head and turning toward the voice like a startled kitten.
She saw Laine standing not far from her, watching her with a smile.
Seeing him, Nanaly pressed her lips together, her face reddening as she asked, "When... when did you..."
Her voice was clearly flustered.
It was understandable - after all, specifically choosing the dead of night to practice magic alone without making any sound clearly indicated she didn't want anyone to see her.
Laine stroked his chin and said:
"I arrived during your third-to-last attempt at magic, young miss. Did I frighten you? I apologize."
After maintaining eye contact with Laine for a moment, Nanaly's emotions finally settled, and her tone regained its coldness:
"As you can see, I was just practicing magic. It has nothing to do with you. I hope you can forget everything you just saw."
It seemed the young miss still had some pride.
As for the coldness in Nanaly's voice, Laine noticed it seemed more like a facade, as if she was deliberately trying to hide something and keep others at a distance.
But Nanaly's deliberate concealment was somewhat clumsy.
Instead of responding to Nanaly's obvious attempt to dismiss him, Laine silently raised his hand.
As Nanaly looked questioningly at Laine's raised palm, a roaring flame suddenly appeared in it.
The flame was notably brighter than the small one Nanaly had summoned, dispelling large patches of darkness, its form reflecting in Nanaly's pupils.
"I actually know a thing or two about this kind of magic. Perhaps I could help you, young miss."
Laine said with a gentle smile, while carefully observing Nanaly's changing expressions.
Nanaly stared at the flame in Laine's hand for a moment, then opened her mouth as if to say something, but swallowed her words back with reddened cheeks.
After a while, Nanaly whispered in a barely audible voice: "Rolin..."
"Rolin?" Laine asked, puzzled.
"My magic teacher, Rolin Wenzer, is a renowned magic instructor in Atte City..."
Nanaly said bashfully, keeping her head down. If Laine looked closely, he would see that her face was red enough to drip blood.
This statement answered Laine's initial question while also indicating her acceptance of his help.
After all, Nanaly couldn't bring herself to directly ask Laine to teach her magic, both because of how she had just tried to dismiss him and because of her own personality.
Could it be that our young miss is a bit tsundere?
Laine seemed to have discovered some interesting traits in Nanaly.
As for the magic instructor she mentioned, Laine could tell there were problems with their teaching method just from watching Nanaly cast magic.
Everyone has different magical aptitudes, so the same method of casting can't be applied to everyone.
Nanaly had magical aptitude, but the instructor was clearly using the same approach for all students, which happened to be ineffective for her.
Logically, if this instructor had always used this method, there should be quite a few children like Nanaly.
To confirm this, Laine asked, "Among that instructor's students, roughly how many are unable to learn magic?"
"About two-thirds," Nanaly answered, notably more cooperative than before.
It was clear that she really wanted to learn magic.
This confirmed that the problem lay with the instructor.
However, even so, having one-third of the students able to cast magic seemed unusually high.
Likely, among these students, there were quite a few self-taught prodigies with exceptional talent.
[Dao Companion Rental System]. By renting himself out as a temporary dao companion to daughters of destiny, Qin Hao could obtain generous rewards. His service philosophy was simple: play the role of the devoted lover, resolve their troubles, depart without a trace once the matter was settled, and absolutely avoid entangling karma. However, those daughters of destiny didn't see it that way. That night, all the major powers across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens jointly besieged the Qin Clan, plunging it into an unprecedented crisis. "It's Su Qingyue! The peerless sword immortal who attained the Dao and became an Immortal Emperor in a thousand years, the one who severed the River of Time with a single sword strike! When... when did our Qin Clan make an enemy of her?" Qin Hao stepped forward, clearing his throat lightly: "Ahem, Ancestors, don't panic. She's here for me. To be honest... she's my ex-girlfriend." From another direction, the newly ascended Empress of the Demon Realm arrived with ten thousand demons pressing on the border: "Qin Hao! Today, the entire Qin Clan shall be buried with you!" Hearing this, the Qin Clan ancestors all turned their eyes sharply towards Qin Hao. Qin Hao scratched his head somewhat sheepishly: "The Demon Empress... she's also my ex-girlfriend." Before the Qin ancestors could process this, an aloof figure traversed the River of Time: "The Qin Clan deserves annihilation!" Recognizing the newcomer, the Qin ancestors paled in terror: "It's her! Liu Ruyan, the Extinction Empress who ventured alone into the alien realm and suppressed it for an entire epoch! Didn't she vanish into the River of Time long ago? Why would she cross it just to target our clan?" Qin Hao scratched his head again, looking even more embarrassed: "My fault, my fault. She's an ex-girlfriend too." Watching countless celestial maidens descend, the Qin Clan ancestors were utterly astounded: "You scoundrel! Just... just how many women have you gotten involved with over the years?"
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
