Chapter 249 Lanqi's work went exceptionally smoothly
As the winter sun gradually rose higher, the light in the courtyard of the lord's mansion changed from oblique to more vertical, bathing the entire room in warmth.
The slow conversation between Zestira and Lanqi, the sound of pages turning, and the melodious sound of leaves outside the window.
Whenever Lanci raised a question, Zestilah listened attentively and then shared her insights with him.
Although it is very difficult for Lanqi to learn practical magic skills.
But Zestila taught very patiently and didn't think Lanqi was clumsy.
However, she did not give much thought to the issue of magical compatibility.
She was best at fire magic, so she taught Lanqi how to cast fire magic.
For Lanci, the elemental magic compatibility is that light is greater than fire and greater than other elements. In fact, the compatibility of fire magic is not that good.
The final result was that more than two hours later, Lanqi's learning progress of the first-level fireball technique was successfully advanced by about one tenth thanks to Zestira's efforts.
This progress is already quite good for an average first-level magic beginner.
But Zestila didn't know that Ranchi was at the fourth level.
As the melodious sound of the town bells rang in their ears, Zestira noticed that the clock in the room also pointed to twelve o'clock.
Before I knew it, nearly three hours had passed in this class.
"You can go now."
Zestila said.
She felt that the time was about right and the teacher should be able to report to her father.
"Thank you, but with my magic level, I can only light cigarettes after learning the most basic first-level fireball technique. It's a waste of your precious time."
Lanqi sighed and said with a smile.
This was the cruel truth that his maid had told him at the beginning, and now he was convinced of it.
"Wouldn't it be very useful to use your fingers to light a cigarette for someone?"
Zestilah glanced at him.
The wind and waves at sea are so strong, and Viscount Francis is used to smoking. It might be very convenient if there was this magic to help him light his cigarette.
People like her who have trouble controlling their magic power would not be able to use micro magic so skillfully.
When she was a child, she burned the servants in her family because she couldn't control her magic.
From then on, many servants in the house would look at her with fear.
“Is that so?”
Lanqi nodded thoughtfully.
"Then Miss Zestila, see you tomorrow."
Lanqi moved the chair back to its original position, walked to the door of Zestila's room, turned back and said with a smile.
At the desk, Zestira was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.
She also didn't know what the point of wasting her morning time on this "tutor".
But before I knew it, I had already talked to him a lot.
…
In the corridor on the second floor of the lord's mansion, Lanqi had just walked out of Zestila's room, and after a few steps he unexpectedly found himself in the sight of Viscount Francis.
Viscount Francis was standing in the hall on the second floor, looking at him with a complicated expression.
"Viscount Francis, not only did I fail to teach the young lady any knowledge today, but I also delayed her teaching me magic for more than an hour."
Lanci bowed to Viscount Francis.
"No, no, it doesn't matter."
Viscount Francis waved his hand in relief and walked quickly to Lanqi's side.
"As long as you can keep communicating with her, I'm happy to see that she is willing to get along with others. It doesn't matter whether she attends class or not. Just treat her as her friend and chat with her."
Francis's weathered eyes could not hide the relief in his heart.
He originally thought that Zestira would continue to close herself off more resolutely for the rest of her life, but he didn't expect that someone would finally be able to open her heart a little, even if it was just a little bit.
This young man who came across the sea from the Southern Continent is indeed a good person of the purest, most genuine and most kind heart.
If you are not sincere, you will never get Zestira's approval.
"Okay, I will try my best to help her so that she can complete the preparatory final exam of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy and then be promoted to the first grade smoothly."
Lanci assured the Viscount.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Lodge."
Viscount Francis was sincerely grateful.
He actually didn't ask for anything else.
It was too difficult to expect Zestira to accept teaching, so he was extremely satisfied with maintaining the status quo.
…
In Zestila's room, after Lanqi left, she still sat at the table and read her book silently.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Just like in the morning, she was alone again.
It’s just because at noon, the furniture begins to appear brighter under the light, but it is not abrupt, but adds a soft sense of layering to the whole.
After the servant at home brought lunch to the door, she stood up and prepared to bring it in.
Until I walked through my room.
She then noticed that next to the chair where Lanqi had sat, on the low cabinet was a magic genealogy textbook from the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.
“…”
She silently shifted the direction of her walk slightly.
The guy forgot to take the book away.
Zestila remembered that he seemed to have started writing something in this book at the beginning.
It must be just some boring knowledge.
As she thought about it, she flipped through the pages casually.
It's ordinary, it's indeed a comment.
However, what surprised her a little was that this teacher from the southern continent, even with translation magic, rarely used the language of the Protoss Empire.
He wrote clear and beautiful demon magic texts in more places.
The Protoss Empire does not prohibit the use of demonic magic because the imperial capital already makes extensive use of demonic heritage.
Zestila's bookshelf is filled with books related to demonic magic.
"I didn't expect that there are people in the Southern Continent who know this... Are there demons over there too?"
She murmured.
As far as she knew, there should be very few demons wandering around the southern continent, and humans who were proficient in demon magic were even rarer.
Different from the demon magic text popular in Protoss, compared with the extreme transformation for the convenience of mankind, his text seems to respect the achievements of the demon sages more and integrates human wisdom, with a very ancient style.
The wind outside the window blows gently, bringing a hint of natural sounds - the singing of birds in the distance and the sound of leaves rustling gently.
Before she knew it, Zestira had already finished flipping through the first few pages following Lanqi's handwriting.
When I turned the pages further, there was no more of his handwriting.
“…”
Zestila closed the book and looked out the door.
I originally wanted to walk out with the book and return it to Lanqi.
But think about it.
That guy should come again tomorrow.
In this brighter room, Zestira finally put down the book and opened the heavy door.
(End of this chapter)