Chapter 300 Chapter 300 The first meeting with the God of Light is about to begin...
Christine swung the hoe with a clanging sound, no longer paying attention to the cub, and lowered her head to work grunting.
Little Milo was not annoyed. When Daryl asked him to come over and try the swing, he ran over excitedly.
The house, which originally had a bit of a gloomy atmosphere, suddenly became lively with the addition of a cub.
Daryl easily scooped up the cub and placed it on the swing he had already built.
In fact, many things can be solved directly with magic, but Daryl rarely has the interest to do it himself.
The swing was pushed and swayed. Daryl watched and turned his fingertips. Countless flowers climbed up from a corner of the swing frame. The originally gray swing became bright, as if it had been painted with a layer of transparent paint.
Little Milo exclaimed and was caught by his father.
The little guy had instinctively closed his eyes when he was carried by the swing. When he was caught in his arms, he blinked and slowly opened his eyes. His little hands were on Daryl's shoulders, and his little face was full of excitement of being coaxed.
But he still couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
"Dad—why did that uncle have to dig the hole himself? Can't he use magic?"
This one——
Daryl glanced casually at the dark centaur over there, thought about it, and couldn't find a reasonable explanation, so the patriarch said, "Maybe he is happy with it."
Kristen, who was only thinking about performing well in front of Daryl, froze.
He looked at the half-dug swimming pool, then thought about what the cub had said, and finally gritted his teeth and continued digging.
Yes, that's right! He loves digging with his hands!
Such sincerity QAQ
The Dark Knight, who was considered the overlord in the underground abyss, could no longer hold on.
After the swing set was set up, Daryl took the cubs to choose a room.
After the two left, Christine seemed to be on fire and quickly used magic to dig the swimming pool.
Yalan is close to the sea, and the remote villas can directly draw in seawater, all it takes is a little seawater transmission magic.
After getting everything in order, Alan carved a magic circle under the swimming pool.
He turned his head and looked at the villa with rose-covered walls again, then he lowered his head and looked at his hands in black gloves.
The savior of all dark races——
He will use everything he has to be loyal to that lord.
evening.
A carriage quietly stopped at the gate of the villa.
A red-haired girl got off the carriage.
Fran paid the fare, agreed on a time with the driver, and turned to look at the courtyard again.
There seemed to be few people in such a large courtyard.
It was quiet and no one lived in the surrounding courtyards.
The walls were covered with red roses, and the surrounding atmosphere was oppressive. Fran's heart was pounding.
but--
Fran looked at the flower swing next to him and the swimming pool that seemed to be out of place with the atmosphere here.
What a strange place this is!
If the other party was not willing to hire a poor student like her as a teacher, she really would not dare to come to these places easily.
The residential area here is notoriously secluded, and many of the kingdom's eccentrics live in this area.
Fran is a magic apprentice at the Alan Magic Academy. She is a top student, but her family is poor, so she has to work everywhere to make money. Children from wealthy families would not bother to hire poor students like her as their teachers, and children from ordinary families cannot afford a magic teacher, so it is very difficult for Fran to find a suitable part-time job.
Until Fran saw the message here - they wanted a teacher who could teach the cubs to learn. Because they had to start teaching from literacy, they would rather hire someone who was more suitable, rather than someone with high academic qualifications.
The remuneration offered is also generous for them and for the employment conditions.
Fran swallowed, mustered up his courage, and rang the doorbell.
It seemed like the ancient bell ringing from the other world sounded like a death warrant in such an environment.
Fran was so scared that he shuddered.
How come this family seems like they have never lived on this continent? Everything is so weird.
Fran was in tears.
"It's Mr. Fran, right?"
The sudden sound startled Fran, causing him to let out a short cry and take two steps back.
"Hello, I'm Fran."
Fran looked in surprise and confusion at the man who had appeared in front of him at some point, wearing a mask and a butler's uniform, and covering himself tightly.
The iron gate opened automatically.
"Please come in, Mr. Fran. I'm Christine, the housekeeper here. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly through the communication line. I will deposit your monthly salary into your account on time. The initial employment period is six months, and the contract will take effect after it is signed. Mr. Fran, do you have any questions now?"
"Yes, yes, no problem."
Fran has received the first deposit for her job today.
She thought of her broken family and her broken self, took a deep breath, and mustered up her courage.
"Our young master's name is Milo. Due to some special reasons, he was not educated as a child and never had any formal magical abilities tested. But with our master's family around, everything is fine. Teacher Fran just needs to do his part within the next six months."
Fran nodded repeatedly.
She looked around.
Carefully, he asked, "Are there no other servants here?"
Why does such a big place feel so empty?
Christine turned and glanced at her.
"Our master doesn't particularly enjoy others invading his territory. As a powerful... magician, he doesn't need too many people at home. Also, Mr. Fran, please refrain from asking questions that shouldn't be explored."
If a mere mortal were to ask the gods for advice, the consequences of that alone might be too much for him to bear.
"Okay, okay."
Fran was startled.
In fact, it’s not that she is timid.
It’s just that human beings themselves are under the jurisdiction of light.
The God of Destruction is even more taboo for them. Wherever the God of Destruction Daryl settles, even higher creatures will have a fear instinct that permeates from the bones.
Specifically, it manifests itself in the fact that one feels a little creepy about the surrounding environment.
Fran was still very nervous at this moment.
She thought about the information she had received about her students.
I was five years old. My life wasn't easy. I had no enlightenment. I had a big boss as my parent, and he lived in this dark and eerie place...
Ah...what's with this feeling of love, hate, and vengeance among aristocratic families?
I always feel that this little guy is not easy to teach.
Fran, hang on, Fran, you can do this—
Fran followed Christine through the long stained-glass courtyard.
Pushed open the door to the innermost hall.
A soft off-white carpet covers the floor.
There are several relatively empty bookshelves around it.
In the very center was a lazy sofa. Fran couldn't see clearly from this angle. He could only see something small stuck in the sofa.
Fran took a deep breath.
It's okay, it's okay, Fran. You've endured even difficult kids like your brother. Children from noble families at least have basic manners.
So, after passing through many doors, walking through the strange atmosphere, and being hit lightly by the butler.
Fran saw his students.
A little pink head popped out from the bean bag.
He has snow-white skin, dreamy pink hair, and a pair of clear blue eyes.
He was holding a large book in his arms, and seemed to have just been reading it while curled up on the lazy sofa. When he saw people, this little angel-like figure curled up the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.
"Uncle Christine, is this Milo's teacher, Mr. Fran?"
The clear and ethereal childish voice was like a breeze passing through the hall.
Fran: ...Oh my god, what is this cutie?
Milo took a short nap while waiting. Now he was trying hard to get out of the big lazy sofa, holding a book in his hand. The little boy in a small shirt had his pink hair tied up on the longer side with a dark brown headband. He looked well-behaved, with only a few disobedient and messy strands sticking out.
"Hello."
Fran quickly came back to his senses and spoke.
"For the next six months, I'll be your teacher, Fran, and I'll teach you the most basic knowledge. There's a national library nearby with a lot of books. You can go to the basic knowledge section and pick out some you want to learn and tell me. There are also some teachers in the library. If you have any questions, you can ask them."
Fran was dizzy after hearing a few words from the little cub. He came in fear and left in a daze.
Only then did Daryl show up.
"host."
Daryl waved his hand gently.
"It's okay. Maybe that guy up there noticed my movements. There are obviously a lot more clergymen from the Temple of Light on Alan's side."
Daryl spoke without caring.
He had just done some casual exploration and noticed some guys that shouldn't be there.
But they all knew their limits, and Daryl was too lazy to do anything.
"dad."
The cub came running over, put its arms around Daryl's legs, and was then picked up by Daryl.
"Still energetic?" Daryl nudged the little guy and felt satisfied that he had gained a lot of weight.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the library."
Another reason for purchasing this property is that it is closer to the library.
The cub really doesn't know much about the magical continent, he is illiterate.
If you want him to integrate as quickly as possible, the first thing is to let him interact with more people, and the second is to let him have more exposure to relevant knowledge about the world.
This is also the reason why Daryl brought the cub ashore.
Milo nodded, looking at Daryl's expression, then carefully put his arms around Daryl's neck.
The cub's soft and fluffy head rubbed against Daryl's neck. The little crybaby was a very sentimental little mermaid, and perhaps that was why his voice was so "penetrating". He felt like crying again.
"Dad, you're so nice."
That soft, milky little voice is so cute.
Daryl said nothing.
But Daryl turned his head and coughed softly.
— Daryl is about to steam up like Kristen before him!
The head of the family was still stubborn: "What are you doing? Don't drop the pearls. If you drop them on the ground, you won't be able to find them."
The little guy pouted and tried hard to hold back his tears: "Oh."
At this moment, the National Library is not far away.
The God of Light, Arvid, was standing by the window, near the basic knowledge area.
He glanced indifferently at his subordinates not far away.
"It's normal for you to be discovered, just keep a safe distance-"
If these people couldn't find out, Arvid would really laugh at Daryl.
As for now, Arvid also wanted to laugh at Daryl.
Arvid confirmed that Daryl had picked up a cub to raise.
You illiterate kid still have to start from the basics.
Well, let him come and see this strange variable for himself.
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