What a beautiful girl.

Ash looked at Lucille who just happened to walk in next to him. She was still complaining about why it rained at night, and seemed to be muttering about where to go to play!

Ash just kept looking at this girl...

White hair, this hair color is very rare no matter where you are. It seems that it can only be found in a few cities in the eastern desert area that are rarely seen in literature. Although it can be seen in the country of Mersin, it is rarely seen in Basaran, let alone a girl.

These girls with white hair were described in the historical records of scholars as a group of unlucky people, both boys and girls of this ethnic group, because white hair made people look weak, just like an old man.

They have even less vitality, so many people choose to give up on them.

Gradually, it is not recognized in other countries. Of course, it does not look good and makes people look old.

However, even though these words kept circling in Ash's head, the girl in front of him still amazed him!

She looks younger than me, and I can also sense a little bit of magical aura from her.

"Excuse me?" Lucille suddenly turned around and asked.

Probably from the moment she stood here, she noticed that Ash had been staring at her, because her mentor taught her that when outside, passers-by could look at her however they wanted, and as long as it wasn't excessive, she didn't need to pay any attention to them, so Lucille always did that.

But the feeling of the boy in front of her staring at her made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Oh, I...I'm just a little surprised."

"Because of my hair color?"

Ash smiled awkwardly.

For a wizard, especially one like him who was born into a scholarly family, he considers himself to have an aristocratic temperament, and that gentlemanly demeanor is still useful to him.

Staring at a strange girl for such a long time is indeed unfriendly and even a bit obscene...

“Hahaha… I just feel like it’s a little different from what’s in the book.”

"Oh~ What's the difference?" Lucille asked curiously.

Lucille also felt the fluctuations of magic power emanating from Ash when the other party stood here. The other party was also a wizard, and his level was about the same as hers.

No, it should be closer. I thought to myself.

Because his mentor had been very serious in helping him improve himself over the years, he was almost approaching the level of a Level 10 Orderer in just ten years. In the wizarding world, he was a genius among geniuses.

Of course, Lucille never thought of herself as a powerful genius. At most, she was a gifted person who grew up under the guidance of a legendary mentor.

Because the mentor knew every time she leveled up, and could even predict how many times she had to use magic before she would level up. Lucille could only regard this as a mentor who was truly powerful, and so powerful that she could not even compare to him even though she was almost level 10.

Therefore, the people he teaches will not be worse than anyone else.

This is the only thing Lucille is most confident about!

"The book doesn't say much..." Ash replied a little embarrassedly.

"Well, wise wizard, if you don't have any other comments, I'll leave!" Lucille originally wanted to hear what the other party would say, but unexpectedly, he didn't say anything.

A bit of a letdown.

Lucille had no chance to study since childhood and missed many good opportunities. Although she would read with her tutor when he took her there, she no longer had that interest. Moreover, she had to spend more time practicing magic every day and had no time at all.

Every time Lucille saw her tutor reading, she wondered what was the point?

But I am still curious in my heart, and sometimes I even have crazy ideas. I have thought about writing a magic study book to record all the magic I have studied, and then show it to my instructor.

See if he gets addicted to his own book!

It was for this little dream that Lucille would secretly try to write a little bit before going to bed whenever she went somewhere...

But this only works when they sleep separately. She doesn't dare to write about the time when they are both in the same room.

What to do if you are laughed at!

The rain outside seemed to be a little lighter, and because of the rain, many people on the street dispersed.

Without looking at Ash who didn't know what to say at the moment,

It wasn't until Lucille left that Ash breathed a sigh of relief.

Just in the past few seconds when the other person was speaking, his heart was beating wildly. Ash, who always thought he was a man of both literary and military skills, actually had times when he didn't know what to say.

“Eh…”

I wanted to speak, but found that the other person had already left and disappeared in the crowd.

What a pity I didn’t even ask her name!

……………………

Lucille bought some things from the introduction, some of which were powder boxes for girls, some were manuscript paper and pens for handwriting, and the other, and most important, was the seafood barbecue at the Mersin National Night Market.

I ran upstairs with a big bunch in my hand, ready to give it to my mentor to taste.

"Teacher, open the door. Look, I brought you something good. Really good stuff!"

I knocked on the door, but heard no answer.

I thought he was asleep!

Although the two of them just got off the boat today, based on my understanding of my mentor, he would not go to bed so early. Besides, no one eats the barbecued seafood in his hand, and he can't finish it.

He tiptoed and gently used magic to open the door of Sean's room.

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