Chapter 117 Chapter 117 Look how angry you are.
Charles really did what he said.
In the following days, when he finished his work as a sheriff or before going to work, all his time was devoted to teaching.
Everyone restrained their fighting spirit and did not release it, because even an ordinary wooden sword could not withstand it, let alone in the backyard.
But he taught more than just swordsmanship.
There is also some training on controlling the fighting spirit itself - even if the types of fighting spirit are different, some universal techniques can be summarized.
As Su Cheng continued to study, he felt something was not right. Some of the content seemed to be a family heirloom and should not be told to outsiders.
However, Charles said it didn't matter. "My mother would teach the guards and even the talented children in the nearby villages."
"……All right."
Su Cheng had a very fulfilling time.
The bookstore in Tielong Town is quite large, and you can even find some books on space magic and several forbidden spells on elemental magic.
She had envisioned a town holiday filled with magical and martial arts training.
The owners and employees of several alchemy workshops and pharmacy shops in the town were already familiar with her, and at first they even asked her curiously which mercenary group she belonged to.
No one knew when it started, but they all knew that she was a guest at the mayor's house.
Su Cheng: “…”
In fact, she had only met the mayor once.
One night the latter hurried home for dinner.
After hugging and kissing each child, the mayor shook hands with her and said that he was honored to receive the noble magician and asked her to stay here with peace of mind.
The other party seemed too busy. Su Cheng originally wanted to find out if there were any bandit groups or gathering points of Dark God believers nearby.
In the end, I didn't have the chance to ask.
Su Cheng decided to ask around here, and went to the alchemy shop in the town the next day. While he was chatting with the boss, he heard a greeting from behind.
The store employees are greeting people at the door.
She turned her head away.
The silver-haired young man stood on the steps, his indigo windbreaker stretched out by his broad shoulders and thick chest, the brass buttons pressed below his Adam's apple, casting a restrained shadow.
The uniform outlined his slender and muscular figure, with matte leather cuffs, revealing his hands wrapped in black leather.
His hair was tempered into an almost transparent platinum color by the sunlight. "Good day."
Those light-colored eyes were like the clear sky glimpsed through the ice, with a cold gray-blue hue at the edges of the irises.
Su Cheng felt like his heart skipped a beat. "Good morning, Sheriff."
Charles curled the corners of his mouth, nodded to the employees and the boss in the store, and then his eyes fell completely on her face.
His jawline was partially hidden by his raised collar, but the smile and joy on his face could not be concealed at all.
"Are you going back for lunch, Master Magician?"
Charles asked in the same tone.
Su Cheng was amused. "It's not you who cooks—"
"It's me today," he glanced at the sky, "Cody's out playing."
He was talking about his older brother, who was more responsible for cooking.
"Hmm," Su Cheng pondered for a moment, "I like the wine-braised mussels you made. The garlic butter sauce is amazing. Oh, and the herb charcoal-grilled lamb chops from the last time—"
The silver-haired young man nodded slightly, "Where are the side dishes and snacks?"
Su Cheng suddenly realized that he was like a customer ordering food.
She was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing the other person's serious expression, she was inexplicably compelled to continue, "Mashed potatoes. Mango yogurt pudding."
Charles nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be back later. If I don't have time to make it, I'll buy you one. Otherwise, you may have to wait a little longer."
Su Cheng couldn't help laughing, "Then why don't we just eat outside."
After saying that, he felt a little regretful. He couldn't leave his sister and brother at home to eat outside.
Su Cheng: "...I mean, call Carol and the others, and let's go to a restaurant together."
Charles smiled and said, "That's fine. Let's check the time."
He placed one hand on the sword at his waist. The hilt with spiral patterns was rubbed by the black leather, and the snow-white scabbard sparkled in the sunlight.
Su Cheng's eyes swept across the sword, "I don't think I've ever seen you use it."
He mused, "You'll be able to see it soon—also, I just saw a traveling merchant. She had some interesting things to sell."
Charles took a small box from his coat pocket and held it out to her.
Su Cheng took it and found that there was a ring inside, inlaid with a square thick crystal.
She could feel the magic contained in it, so she had no misunderstanding and knew that it was most likely functional jewelry.
"This is a crystal stone from the Wind Beast's lair. It's condensed from their egg liquid... As long as a wind magician releases a little magic power, it can illuminate."
Charles whispered, "Even in some forbidden areas that suppress light, it can still be effective. Well, I'm not a magician, at least that's what the seller said."
Su Cheng felt that this was probably true, but it would depend on the specific circumstances. "Thank you, and it looks great."
She put the ring on and compared it. "The size is quite suitable."
Charles seemed a little nervous, but he relaxed a little at this moment, unconsciously adjusting his gloves. The strong upper arm muscles bulged out clearly under the fitting uniform.
"...That's good." He whispered, "I'll be leaving first."
The silver-haired young man turned and left, his leather belt outlining his sturdy waistline, the metal buckle making a slight sound, and his long legs wrapped in straight breeches and wearing leather boots knocking on the stone steps.
Su Cheng turned around and found that everyone in the store was looking at him.
There seemed to be some kind of knowing smile on their faces.
Su Cheng: “…”
What else can she say?
That this person will curse me a self-righteous lunatic a thousand years from now? That I and his enemies made love in his temple, oblivious to the world?
Su Cheng bought something silently and slipped away.
She enjoyed a rather sumptuous meal that afternoon, which Charles had apparently skipped work and gone home to prepare.
Because he has to work, he doesn't cook much.
But his younger brother Cody always prepares dishes that everyone likes, so the three children also like the eldest brother to cook.
The next night Charles took her to the nearby mountains.
The two men no longer held back their fighting spirit and began to fight with real swords and guns.
"...How destructive is your fighting spirit?"
The silver-haired young man drew his sword. The white one-handed long blade made of animal bones looked light and elegant, and the whole body was glowing with a bright and clear light.
This was the first time Su Cheng saw this weapon unsheathed. He admired it for a few seconds and then drew out the black sword from the lines on his fingertips.
"It's quite powerful," she said modestly, "the kind that can easily burn people to ashes."
"Fire attribute?"
"……No."
The next second, the heavy blade and the long sword collided in the air, and the rolling air waves shook the space within a radius of hundreds of meters, and the soil and rocks on the rock wall fell down.
Two figures crossed each other among the peaks, and the surging fighting spirit split the mountains and rocks, cut down the pines and broke the cypresses, and the entire ground began to shake and tremble.
The pitch-black flames slammed down obliquely, creating a deep hole with a diameter of dozens of meters on the ground. The silver-white sword light cut across, and the low peak a hundred meters away was directly flattened.
Crushed wood chips and rocks fell like a rainstorm.
The ground beneath their feet continued to collapse, and more rubble was stirred up in the collision of fighting spirit. The misty smoke and dust stretched across the mountains like fog.
Then it was torn to pieces by the air blade.
"What a strange fighting spirit."
There was a flash of surprise in the silver-haired young man's eyes. He sheathed his sword casually. The mountain behind him suddenly collapsed, and a huge hole appeared in the middle.
Su Cheng looked at the wonder he had created, "I have to say, you taught me a lot. Before, I wasn't so...smooth in using Dou Qi."
"I tend to think you're quite talented," Charles said with a smile. "Battle Qi with unique properties is often difficult to master."
Su Cheng thought of his own learning process, and his expression froze for a moment, "Thank you."
He caught her expression and seemed to want to say something, but ultimately didn't speak.
The harvest festival in Tielong Town is here.
Dusk dyed half the sky outside the window. Su Cheng was sitting in the guest room reading a book when he was suddenly awakened by laughter and footsteps in the stairwell.
Carol came bounding down the steps, holding a bunch of burning oilberry branches, and knocked on her door.
"Sir!" the little girl blushed. "Tonight is a festival, and we can dance in the square later! Do you want to come with us?"
Su Cheng was a little worried about his books, but suddenly remembered that there were no adults in the house, only four minors.
She decided to take them there first.
The four children ran out of the door cheering.
The whole town was immersed in a festive atmosphere. The lanterns under the eaves formed a winding river of golden light, and the sound of flutes flowed from street corners to squares.
When they arrived at the square, the harvest festival dance officially began.
Carol stuck branches into a fire, then rushed into the crowd with her skirt lifted, dancing with a group of teenagers.
Corinna soon joined her sister.
Cody is discussing seasoning with a barbecue vendor.
The youngest, Calvin, took out a few copper coins and bought a bag of curd candies, which he ate with relish. He even reached out and gently tugged at her sleeve.
"Master Magician, this is delicious!"
The little boy raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "Try it too!"
It is the residue from fresh goat milk, mixed with honey and brown sugar, kneaded into round balls and coated with a layer of coconut flakes.
Su Cheng tasted one and found it was indeed very sweet, so he bought a pack for himself.
The bonfire in the center of the square burned higher and higher, the flames almost connecting with the dark clouds in the night, the firewood crackled in the wind, and sparks flew everywhere.
Hundreds of residents were circling the bonfire, bringing smiles to everyone's faces, and there were more small bonfires with people dancing around them.
"Calvin," Su Cheng squatted beside him, "When is your birthday?"
"In a month!" the little boy answered cheerfully. "I'll be nine soon! My brothers will make me a crimson cherry cake then! You'll be there, too, right? You must try it. The cherries aren't ripe yet, but then they'll be the first batch..."
Su Cheng touched his head, "Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, I should still be here——"
Calvin jumped up and cheered.
"...Come to think of it, Carol said it was a festival," Su Cheng stood up. "Isn't this the Harvest Festival? I thought it was a celebration of the harvest. Then who is the object of the festival?"
Calvin looked at her while chewing a candy ball, as if he was trying to think of an answer to this question, but found that he couldn't answer it.
"That's a name that's not allowed to be mentioned right now."
A deep and gentle male voice echoed amidst the noisy noise.
Su Cheng turned around.
Charles stood in the firelit night, staring at her quietly, "...some kind of taboo."
His silvery-white curls had a pearly luster, and his handsome, flawless face was faintly smiling, without any warning or anger.
"Though I suspect, with your curiosity, you'd certainly want to know the answer, whether it's forbidden or not."
The silver-haired young man took two steps forward and removed a strand of colored paper hanging from the girl's hair with extremely gentle movements.
"Calvin," he looked down at his youngest brother, "let's go to Cousin Kian, okay? He's just up ahead—"
Not far away, a blond man was waving at them. He was a stall owner selling various dairy drinks. Calvin cheered and ran over.
Charles sent his brother away, then looked back at the magician in front of him, "Or discuss with me whether we should submit to those who want to control us."
Su Cheng looked at him in disbelief. "...What I want to say is that no one should forbid us from doing anything, unless we discuss the restrictions that the law places on citizens."
Charles laughed, "What's the difference between this and what I said."
Su Cheng crossed his arms, "It's clearer."
He nodded. "Okay."
The two looked at each other seriously for a few seconds.
Then they couldn't help laughing.
"...Is this how you imagined spending the evening?" Su Cheng said helplessly, "Discussing taboo topics with me? By the way, I actually like it."
Charles nodded without hesitation. "If you like it, then of course I have no problem-"
Su Cheng sighed, "Then let's dance first."
They joined in the dance amid the cheers of the crowd. The steps were simple, just stomping their feet, turning in circles and clapping their hands, and the rhythm of the drums was bright and cheerful.
The residents around were singing ancient ballads, but because of their thick accents, it was difficult to hear them clearly at first.
She could barely make out the blessings that resembled a barn full of wheat ears, green grass like clouds, and herds of cattle covering the mountains.
The tail note floats in the night wind.
After all, people's physical strength is limited, and most people dispersed while panting.
Su Cheng had no idea at all, "...This song is incomplete, right?"
"Well," Charles also breathed steadily, "the taboo part is gone."
Amid the lingering sound of the bagpipes, she saw the shadow swaying between the man's eyelashes, and the halo of the bonfire outlined his perfect face.
And those cool, pale grey-blue eyes, filled with her own reflection.
“…What should it be?”
Su Cheng couldn't help but say.
The silver-haired young man whispered a string of Elvish.
Because of her previous learning experience, her Elvish proficiency has improved a lot, so she can basically understand the meaning of this sentence.
"Hail to the Supreme Master of Life and Blossom, the Originator of Abundance, the Great Rooter, your branches give us blood."
Su Cheng was silent for a few seconds.
Good job.
Another empty and false god.
Because from the perspective of divinity and title, none of the existing gods can correspond to it.
Charles looked down at her, "What's wrong?"
Su Cheng blinked, "You sound sexy when you speak Elvish."
The other party looked at her in surprise, and then a blush appeared on his cheeks, "You..."
"I'm just kidding," Su Cheng looked at him with a smile, "Although it's also true, but how did you know?"
"My family has relevant ancient books," Charles said in silence for a moment. "The Wayne family also has some secrets that are only told to the eldest son or daughter."
"Oh," Su Cheng paused, "So you want to adopt me?"
Charles: “…………”
Charles couldn't bear it any longer and held her head down, although he didn't use much strength. "You are such a strange person."
"Ha," Su Cheng curled his lips, "I believe you will still say this a thousand years from now."
Charles obviously couldn't guess the true meaning of this sentence.
So he misunderstood.
His snow-white, smooth cheeks flushed red again, "Then you... that... that person who taught you fighting..."
Su Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Do you really want to mention someone else at a time like this?"
She was a little surprised at his sharpness, after all, they had never seriously discussed this.
The silver-haired young man was slightly discouraged. "I don't know. I'm just a small-town guy—"
"Are you serious? I'm still a homeless wandering mage."
"No," Charles hesitated, "Your magic level is enough for you to have a place in any royal court, the church or the secret cult -"
"Well, it's as if you're not a seventh-level warrior."
"Well," Charles seemed about to say something, then sighed again, "I screwed up, didn't I?"
Su Cheng pondered for a moment, "It's hard to say, I've experienced worse."
He was actually amused, "So it can still be salvaged?"
Su Cheng reached out and grabbed his collar, "I tell you——"
The silver-haired young man lowered his head obediently, watching the girl in front of him getting closer and closer.
His heartbeat became louder and louder, and finally he even closed his eyes nervously. His rosy lips trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
Su Cheng silently took a small piece of confetti from the corner of his eye, "...You can open your eyes now, Sheriff."
Charles: “?”
He saw the crumbs hanging from the girl's fingertips, and then met her mischievous amber eyes.
Su Cheng: "Pfft."
Su Cheng: "Hahahahahaha your expression is so cute——"
The silver-haired young man frowned at her.
Su Cheng turned and ran.
The next second, someone grabbed him from behind and lifted him into the air.
She met those eyes burning with anger.
Charles looked annoyed and confused. "Why don't you just teleport?"
"What do you think?" Su Cheng rolled his eyes at him. "Because I just want to see you angry. I think you're very cute—"
The unspoken words were sealed with a kiss.
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