Chapter 110 Chapter 110 Cursing.
Su Cheng was silent for two seconds. "...That's not the case. I have a way to escape. Those people aren't very strong either."
"I know," Gerald murmured, "but if it were me who had caused all this, I would certainly have done something instead of leaving you to save yourself, though that would have been easy for you."
He hugged her again, then stood up. "Or maybe I really want to do something for you."
"You taught me magic."
"Well, you're very talented. Anyone else can teach just as well."
Gerald shook his head. "Is there anything else you want? You don't seem to be short of money..."
Su Cheng thought for a moment, "If possible, I'd like to learn more magic or combat skills, or gain some practical experience—"
"No problem!" Gerald said immediately, "Although I'm not an expert..."
Su Cheng completely disagreed with the latter statement. Anyone who could be promoted to a god by the Dark God could sweep through the battlefield, even if the enemy was an elite Paladin.
Even though that happened many years later, the Seven Sins were not very old when they sacrificed themselves, and they were not late bloomers.
“…But I can teach you everything I know!”
The blond boy became excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
After watching her casually buy two pieces of clothing, Gerald excitedly pulled her away and couldn't wait to return to the basement.
He pressed a few times on the wall of an empty corner, and the floor tiles quietly split in the middle, then opened to both sides, revealing a new staircase.
There is actually another layer below.
Su Cheng was a little shocked.
"Don't worry," Gerald waved his hand. "Just some small protective spells will completely stabilize this underwater structure. Besides, the materials here are also specially made. I know a little about alchemy..."
Su Cheng: “…”
Su Cheng: "Excuse me, may I ask your age?"
Gerald seemed puzzled. "I've already turned eighteen—"
Su Cheng: "...You look very young, I mean, in a good way."
He looked like a middle school student! Neither his expression nor his face looked mature.
But no matter what, considering his age, he has such ability. If he were in the empire a thousand years later, he would probably have become famous long ago.
Murong Yue is a little older than him and is only practicing Dou Qi, but he is still praised to the sky.
In comparison, the person in front of him seemed to be just a good student with good grades in the college according to his classmates.
Gerald raised his eyebrows, his eyes showing joy without hiding it, "Thank you!"
Su Cheng suddenly found that he seemed easy to coax.
Although she was speaking the truth.
The lower level was even more spacious, with walls made of thick stone that shone with a faint sheen. The patterns of magic circles were faintly visible, and there was a weapon rack in the corner.
Gerald walked down first and waved at her. "Come on, show me your skills. I will attack you, and you can dodge or take it head-on. But one thing is, every time I start a move, you must complete three consecutive power switches within five seconds: fighting spirit, elemental magic, and space magic."
Su Cheng had done similar exercises, but the time he required sounded a bit demanding, and she wasn't sure if she could complete it.
"Don't be like this," he said, his hands on his hips. "Even if you fail, I won't kill you. Don't be so scared."
"……All right."
Su Cheng pulled a sword from the shelf and took a deep breath.
Her understanding of space magic was still at an abstract level, and she relied entirely on consciousness and intuition to trigger that power.
But from another perspective, this also makes the casting process simpler.
Gerald didn't give her much time to prepare. After watching her calm her breath twice, he raised his hand and pointed, and a fireball the size of a fist appeared in the air.
The fireballs condensed and flew towards her at the same time.
Su Cheng reflexively dropped the wind blade, then slashed it with his sword, and a sinister black flame burned on the blade.
The blond boy disappeared in an instant, then appeared beside her, and before she could turn around, he suddenly released his magic power.
Dozens of silent and invisible sharp blades that cut through space were quickly approaching.
Su Cheng couldn't locate them accurately.
This realization troubled her because it meant it would be difficult to dodge unless she got far enough away.
etc.
Far?
The next second, she staggered onto the street outside.
The evening breeze blew across the shimmering waterway, and the sparkling lights were reflected on it. The few passers-by who walked by here and there were casting strange glances at me.
"...Okay," Gerald's voice came from behind, "That's fine."
Su Cheng turned back awkwardly, "Really?"
"Well, judging by your actual combat performance, you weren't completely flustered, and you were able to come up with a plan in a timely manner. Not every battle has to be a two-person duel for hours, right? Leaving is also an option."
He said casually, "Of course you're not completely used to this power yet. I think if we do this a few more times, you'll be able to think of space magic as a countermeasure more quickly."
Then they fought until the next morning.
Su Cheng had originally wanted to take the opportunity to test his physical fitness, but now he found that he was not tired at all. Even though he had consumed his fighting spirit all night, he was only a little hungry.
"You've made rapid progress," Gerald looked at her with satisfaction. "Look, we can already exchange some serious moves—"
He reached out and straightened his slightly messy blond hair, "I'm going to take a shower. Besides, your fighting spirit is quite strong."
Su Cheng's expression paused.
She couldn't help but think of the person who taught her how to fight.
If the leader is truly over a thousand years old, then perhaps he was born around this time? Or if I survive here for a few hundred years, will I be able to witness his birth?
But if she still wanted to see him, how could she find him?
She didn't even know his last name.
As for the identity of Dragonborn, there are more than one or two Dragonborn in the northern and southern continents.
Su Cheng went upstairs to take a shower somewhat listlessly.
The guest rooms are also well-equipped with alchemical tools that heat and purify water on their own, which is then injected into the bath through bronze pipes.
In the alcove was a crystal bottle filled with gel, which contained a liquid made of magic plant extract and pearl powder. When rubbed in water, huge colorful bubbles would rise.
She leaned against the bathtub in a daze when she suddenly smelled the aroma of barbecue.
From downstairs.
——Maybe the servant came to work the early shift.
Su Cheng changed his clothes and went downstairs excitedly, just in time to see a whole grilled sea bass being served on the table.
The fish's belly is stuffed with spices, garlic cloves, and lemon slices, its skin slicked with a glossy olive oil, and next to it is a stew of beans with amber-colored onions and a sprinkle of smoky red peppers.
Gerald was sitting at the table, holding his fork in a daze. He saw her coming down and couldn't help but frown, "...Do you have the Fire Resonance Talent?"
Su Cheng was full of questions, "Huh?"
"It's still dripping." He stood up and walked over to her, reaching out to smooth down her wet black hair. "A little magic can fix it."
He spoke and chanted a spell with clear pronunciation.
This spell is short.
Su Cheng felt the warmth rising from his palm. The warm feeling climbed up along the back of his neck, spread across his scalp, and quickly dried his hair.
He let go of his hand and asked, "Did you hear that?"
Su Cheng nodded hesitantly, "Yes, but that's Elvish? I'm not sure if I can pronounce it correctly."
Gerald looked at her as if he had seen a ghost. "Which school are you from? Isn't this a required course for magicians?"
Su Cheng looked up at the sky, "...It seems to be the elective course later."
Gerald shook his head. "You must have chosen the wrong school. Elvish and ancient human languages are equally important. I'd say the former is more important, while the latter is just used to please the gods. Include it in your study plan. Study it on your own first, and ask me if you have any questions. At least make sure you have a good vocabulary and reading skills, otherwise you won't be able to read many interesting ancient books because they don't have translated versions!"
Su Cheng: "I'm not sure if what you mean by interesting is the same as what I understand, but, okay."
"Anything that brings you new knowledge is interesting," Gerald glanced at her. "What else?"
Su Cheng: "...Yeah, that's right."
"Anyway, let's review what happened last night. Next time, if you want to use two different systems of power simultaneously, don't mentally outline every step. That's what the mercenaries who taught me back then said. Real combat doesn't involve steps, only intention. Just like when you want to make a fist, you don't think about which finger to retract first. You focus on the result. Don't dwell on teleportation; just imagine yourself in that exact position."
Gerald spent the entire breakfast time reviewing it with her. "But many things are easier said than done once you understand them, so you need to keep practicing."
Su Cheng was somewhat moved, "...Thank you, you are such an excellent teacher."
"Really?" The blond boy tilted his head. "I'm just repeating the process those people taught me back then. The only difference is that I spent a lot of money. Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not asking you to give me money—"
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, the entrance door was suddenly pushed open roughly.
An angry blond man walked in. "Gerald! You beast! What did you do? You cut off your classmate's arm?"
At that moment, Su Cheng watched the entire process of the future jealous god's face changing.
Gerald was first shocked, then disgusted, and then fell into a state of struggle and confusion.
Finally, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.
That look was like someone who was scared because his friend had discovered his ugly deeds.
"You cold-blooded and heartless fellow!"
The servant stepped aside in panic.
The blond man walked to the dining table and saw a strange woman sitting opposite him. He couldn't help but curse.
"I was wondering why you didn't go home again. It turns out you were with this——"
Only then did he see Su Cheng's face clearly.
The blond man swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, his eyes became strange, "What's going on?"
Su Cheng looked at him with his chin in his hand.
The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in silk and satin, wearing a thick gold chain and strings of jewels. He looked like a villain and profiteer from a fairy tale book.
But there were almost no signs of training on his body, and no magical aura could be sensed.
Judging from his appearance, he does bear some resemblance to Gerald.
only--
The temperament is too different and she looks too old.
Even low-level warriors and mages wouldn't be like this.
"Why are you looking at me?!" The blond man's face darkened, as if he didn't like being looked at like that. "I don't care who you are, but this is my son's house. It's our family affair now."
Su Cheng blinked, "You also know that it's his house, so I don't think you have the right to drive me away, right?"
"I'm his father!"
"According to the laws of the Principality, fifteen is considered an adult, right? Your son is eighteen already. If he wants, he can treat you as a relative."
"you!"
The blond man flew into a rage and grabbed Gerald who was standing by the dining table.
"Get up! You beast! Look at the kind of friends you've made. Last time you took in those whores from Lemnia—"
"Father!" Gerald couldn't help shouting, "I said only she and her lover were injured, and she's pregnant. What do you think I'm doing?"
The blond man slapped him across the face with his backhand, "Who the hell are you? Yelling at me?!"
Su Cheng looked at them in disbelief.
Gerald just stood there in a daze.
With his father's strength, this blow didn't even make his head shake.
But he seemed to be used to it.
"...Su Cheng," the blond boy said softly, "Can you wait for me upstairs?"
Su Cheng hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and nodded. When he passed by the blond man, he couldn't help it.
"By the way, in the Principality of Anser, hitting someone is also illegal."
"Breaking the law?" The blond man sneered, "I'm his father. If it weren't for me—"
"Whether you are breaking the law depends on the act of hitting someone and the consequences, not on your identity or relationship with him."
Su Cheng said calmly, "Of course, if you slap him, you won't be sentenced to death even if the case goes to court, so you won't die for it. But if you don't learn to respect the law, you will die an ugly death."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Gerald. "I'm sorry, you are my friend. I should give your father enough respect-"
Su Cheng took a deep breath, "But I don't want to do that. Or to put it the other way around, it's because I care about you that I don't want to give him face."
The blond boy stared at her blankly.
That beautiful and delicate face looked pale with embarrassment and fear, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was speechless for a moment.
"you!"
The man reacted, his face turned blue and red, veins popped out on his neck, and he even raised his hand subconsciously.
But he soon realized that this strange woman with a strange accent could not be a slave like a destitute prostitute.
If Gerald wasn't being kindhearted, then there was only one possibility: this guy was a magician and someone he could talk to.
So he is definitely not an ordinary mage.
In the end, he didn't fight.
"Very good," Su Cheng said calmly, "If you dare to hit me, I will tear off your entire arm."
Gerald looked at her with a complicated expression.
"How dare you!" the man shouted fiercely, "My son is here—"
Su Cheng sneered and crossed his arms, "Your son can't beat me."
Gerald: “…”
He chose to remain silent.
The man's expression changed several times. Su Cheng rolled his eyes at him and went downstairs to continue practicing magic.
About half an hour later, Gerald entered the basement with an expression that didn't show whether he was happy or angry. He looked no different from before.
"Are you ready?" He looked at her. "Continue?"
Su Cheng nodded naturally, "Come on."
The blond boy walked down the stairs and when he passed by her, he suddenly couldn't help but pull her.
Su Cheng was about to enter class mode, but he almost got teleported out.
His slender, warm fingers were gently pinching her wrist bone, not using much strength, but holding on firmly.
Su Cheng turned around and looked at him.
Gerald stood on tiptoe, and his exquisite face suddenly moved closer to her.
Then he kissed her gently between the eyebrows.
"Thanks."
He whispered.
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