Chapter 311 Chapter 311 Arvid probably has no other thoughts...

The next day, Milo met his vocal teacher who had concealed his identity.

The sage Kurt of the Holy Angel Clan.

The little guy had never received formal vocal lessons in the Magic Continent, and Kurt had never taught such courses seriously.

As the teacher and the student explored each other's feelings, a strange tacit understanding was formed.

Milo: The teacher must have his reasons for teaching this way!

Kurt: Although finishing a whole course in a single day surprised him, the professors all said that any number of issues were possible for this student, and that his talent was probably average—perhaps because the course was easy? So, about 80% of this is normal, right?

then.

The teacher and student, who knew nothing about this subject on the magical continent, rushed towards the advanced magic vocal hymn course.

The next day, Arvid visited the Ocean Temple.

Bodong, with a confused look on his face, sent Daryl away and welcomed Arvid.

These two unreasonable bandits are exactly the same except for their different magical properties.

Bodong is about to collapse.

"No, you said you wanted an ocean mirror, so you want an ocean mirror? Where would I, the Ocean God, put my face?"

Arvid's expression didn't change: "So where's the ocean mirror?"

Bodong: ...

"Daryl borrowed it! He hasn't returned it yet. If you see Daryl, could you please urge him to return it?"

He is the god of the sea, not a big grudge!

On Daryl's side?

Arvid figured it out quickly.

After all, Daryl seemed to know and be familiar with the little cub very well, and it was obvious that little Milo had been picked up by Daryl not long ago, so it was very obvious that Daryl was so familiar with him.

Ocean mirror.

Daryl must have seen something in the ocean mirror.

The news he saw was not only about the little cub, but also about - Arvid thought about Daryl's body which had collapsed every once in a while. This time when they met, Daryl's condition was obviously much better.

There must be some connection.

Arvid thought about it and quickly left the Ocean Temple.

For a period of time afterwards, Xiaomilo lived a very fulfilling life.

He alternated between basic magic courses and vocal music courses, which almost occupied his daytime hours. He returned to the bottom of the sea twice a week and gave half of what he had saved to Lan.

Occasionally, you would see Bodong with a dark face, pinching his nose and asking Lan to get along with him.

Although Xiao Milo is still a little afraid when facing strangers and will subconsciously look for his parents when they are not around, the little crybaby is obviously becoming more and more confident, with more and more smiles on his face.

During this period of time, Daryl and Arvid seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Daryl spends most of his time with the cub, but at night he has to spend some time dealing with matters in the abyss. Whenever this happens, Arvid, who has finished his work and solved problems during the day, will appear silently and bring the little guy various things he has collected.

After delivering all the useful items from the Temple of Light, Avid collected various interesting toys and snacks on the mainland.

Come and make the little one happy in this short time.

Daryl hadn't noticed anything unusual at this point.

In his opinion, the time Milo and Arvid spent together was too short, and there was nothing earth-shattering about it. At most, Milo sang a song to this guy who had not rested for a thousand years, causing him to fall asleep for a short while, and that was all.

Daryl thought that if it were him, he would not have any affection for a little cub for no reason.

Arvid was mostly the same, but it was just because Milo was his cub, and the stability of his strength surprised him, so he was curious.

Daryl was still relieved at this moment.

As for Arvid's behavior, the world consciousness expressed its disdain.

And strongly condemned.

Just a Godfather.

Daryl and Arvid's reactions were exactly the same.

——Who is the father anyway? You just want me to call you Godfather?

——What do you do? Why do you call me Godfather?

It's simply lawless!

But the gentleman who drives the world forward finally said nothing.

He just stood high up, observing everything, and occasionally came down to gently stroke the top of his godson's head.

Arvid has also changed a little.

Perhaps Arvid hasn't noticed it yet.

During these short times together every day, the numbness that had been in him for thousands of years was gradually melting away.

If people are always tense, problems will arise. Either physical or psychological, one of the strings will always break first.

The same goes for gods.

It’s just that gods are stronger than humans, and their lifespans are different from humans, so what is a quick reaction for humans is a long and continuous process of change for gods.

There will be no physical problem with Arvid, but his mentality sometimes makes people feel a little cold.

A god who controls half of the world's power also carries half of the world's responsibility on his shoulders.

Light is pursuing a balance with darkness, and is also pursuing fairness and maintenance in all aspects. Arvid's demands on himself are like a sophisticated machine, and he has almost adapted himself to the world to the point where he has almost no emotional fluctuations.

Although gods are different from humans, this is obviously not acceptable.

But the appearance of little Milo has alleviated this problem of Arvid.

Although the world has undergone subtle changes due to Daryl's birth, and the prophecy of the world's future has changed due to the addition of little Milo, the disturbing changes in Avid are also gradually easing.

Overall, the world is not moving in a bad direction.

World consciousness has no other expression.

Just two weeks passed.

Little Milo has basically mastered the words and sentences of this continent.

Fran was shocked by the speed of learning.

This little guy is like a sponge.

It looks ordinary at first, but it is actually sealed in a plastic bag. When you open the plastic bag and put it in water, the speed at which it absorbs knowledge is jaw-dropping.

And his magical talent.

The instrument Fran had obtained before could not accurately measure Milo's level.

For specific situations, you need to go to the Magicians Association for certification. This is a very honorable thing for most people in the magic continent. You will get a better education, and powerful magicians will receive a monthly salary from the Magicians Guild. Your identity will spread throughout the continent, and you will enjoy many privileges on this continent.

After a simple test to find out that they have magical talent, many people can't wait to confirm it further and then go to the Magicians Association to register.

But this family seemed to have no feelings towards the Magicians Association and had no intention of recognizing it.

It seems that they look down upon these preferential treatments given to magicians.

But it is true that Milo can already use elementary magic skillfully, and he can use intermediate magic successfully almost nine out of ten times.

Only two weeks had passed since Fran thought this little guy didn't have enough knowledge and might not be talented enough, but now he is far ahead of his peers and even better than many adults.

It had only been two weeks, and as an intermediate magician, Fran had nothing more to teach Milo.

However, Fran initially worked to pay for his tuition and to purchase some magic materials.

Although it was only two weeks, Milo was very generous with the money, and Fran had basically earned enough funds for the next one or two years.

Today is the last class.

Fran looked at the water dragon leaping out of the swimming pool and she let out a long breath.

"Milo—you're amazing."

Little Milo blinked his big eyes.

Perhaps because he is a mermaid, Milo is always adept at using water magic.

"Really?"

Little Milo's eyes sparkled.

Fran looked at the cute little guy and suddenly smiled.

"Of course, Milo is the smartest and most capable little cub I've ever taught. I'll reward you with a pressed flower specimen I made myself, okay?"

The little guy is very well behaved. When he hears the praise, he seems to be about to fly, and nods his little head again and again.

"Because Mr. Fran teaches very well! Milo also has a gift for Mr. Fran."

"What gift?"

Fran smiled and handed a crimson pressed flower specimen to little Milo, which still had a faint floral scent.

"Teacher, there's nothing more I can teach you. Starting tomorrow, I might not come here anymore. But communicators are very advanced nowadays, and this place is not far from Teacher's Academy. If Milo wants to find Teacher, he can contact me at any time."

"Then Mr. Fran, will you come to see Milo?"

The little guy was running to the bed and reaching into the box. He took out a small pearl ornament he had made himself. He felt a little sad when he heard this.

Maybe it’s because I didn’t feel enough kindness before.

The little guy cherishes everyone and every kindness.

"certainly--"

When Fran saw what Milo sent her, she was stunned.

"No, Milo, this is too valuable. Teachers can't accept it. You have to tell your parents to keep these things. You can't give them to others casually."

It was a slightly rough handmade product, but the pearls on it were round and full, and vaguely evoked the magical elements around it, which was something ordinary pearls could not do.

Although Fran had never seen this kind of thing, she had seen a lot of strange things in the past two weeks, so she would not be too surprised by anything this house had.

But she was also sure that this thing was definitely not cheap.

"It's okay, Milo asked," Little Milo said, raising the trinket high. "Dad said it's okay, Milo still has a lot, don't worry, Mr. Fran."

The little guy showed Fran his little wallet.

In addition to mainland currency, there are also many beautiful round pearls.

"Dad also said that since classes ended early today, I could ask Teacher Fran to take me to eat the sweet soup restaurant that Teacher Fran mentioned."

Fran, whose eyes were dazzled, said: ...After all, poverty limits my imagination.

*

And at this moment, downstairs.

Two men who look identical are sitting and standing.

The tacit understanding between the two seemed to have disappeared in the past two days, and Daryl was caught by Arvid several times in the past two days.

Daryl wasn't too eager to see Arvid.

He frowned somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Arvid seemed to be thinking.

"You haven't returned the Ocean Mirror to the Ocean God Bodong yet?"

This is the God of Light who has been waiting for two weeks and the other party has not returned the money, and finally can't wait any longer.

"What for? Bodong wants to use the ocean mirror? He hasn't used this thing once in hundreds of years."

Daryl didn't react. He had seen everything he should have seen. No matter how much of the little guy's past there was, Daryl felt that he really didn't have the energy to face it. His strength was unstable and he might collapse and scare Milo. That was fine, but he still thought that if he could see it again one day, and since he had already said hello to Bodong, he had no intention of returning the favor in the short term.

At this moment when Arvid spoke, Daryl casually took out the ocean mirror and handed it to Arvid.

Arvid took the ocean mirror, and when the ocean mirror finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt liberated, he scanned the ocean mirror up and down.

Arvid silently put away the ocean mirror.

Daryl over there seemed to realize something.

"That's not right. Why wouldn't he just tell me directly? Why would he go through you?"

Aren’t you afraid that they will fight?

Daryl, who had no idea that the other party wanted to steal the cub, was observing Arvid - this guy shouldn't have any strange ideas... right?

Arvid, who decided to steal the cub but decided to get to know the cub first, deadpanned, “He may not have paid much attention to this aspect.”