Her eyes were moist, like two black glass balls, making people's hearts soften.
Arthur showed no mercy. He was the academic genius and heartthrob of El Magic Academy. He should summon a dragon, not an ugly... wait, an ugly-cute goblin with absolutely no fighting power.
Ahri only reached his waist, but he raised his foot and kicked Ahri away.
He sneered, "Is this what you call impressive?"
Several magic books protected Ahri from the fall, so she wasn't hurt. She lowered her head sadly and said, "I am a goblin that my master doesn't like. My master hates me."
Tears fell drop by drop, which she caught with her own hands.
Arthur took two steps to the side expressionlessly; he still wanted to summon the dragon.
The magic book in the library flew back quietly, and the long ladder remained silent.
All that remained were faint, almost inaudible sobs, and a pitiful gaze that seemed to follow Arthur almost imperceptibly.
Arthur climbed the long ladder again and found the spellbook that could summon the dragon. He glanced at the incantation and, sure enough, he had misremembered it.
He made a mistake with just one letter; he was too careless.
The spellbook in his hand turned its pages automatically, and a line of text on it lit up: "[Pet Goblin: Sensitive, fragile, and easily hurt. If it is not cared for after being summoned by its master, it will die.]"
Arthur closed the spellbook. He didn't want an ugly-cute goblin, and he certainly wouldn't take care of it.
Another spellbook flew over, automatically turning its pages. [To return a goblin summoned by a magician, a year must pass, and the goblin must leave voluntarily in a good mood.]
Arthur pushed the magic book away, meaning he didn't want to keep coaxing the goblin.
However, that pitiful gaze still followed him like a shadow.
Ahri noticed Arthur coming down the long ladder and awkwardly walking towards her.
"Owner."
Her voice was full of grievance, and she held her tears in her hands.
Arthur withdrew his gaze, turned and walked away expressionlessly.
Ah Li was sad again. She lowered her head and continued to shed tears.
"Aren't you coming?"
Arthur stood not far away, looking at Ahri.
Ahri's tearful eyes instantly lit up with excitement. She cupped the tears in her hands to her lips, drank them in one gulp, and then said, "I've come, Master."
Arthur rolled his eyes again, and as Ahri approached, he flicked Ahri's head, saying, "Do tears taste good?"
Ahri smacked her lips. "It's a little sweet."
Arthur did not answer and continued walking forward.
Seeing this, Ahri quickly followed and even grabbed the tail of Arthur's robe.
Arthur noticed Ahri's actions and sighed helplessly. Was he really going to have to take this goblin with him for the next year and still make it happy?
Ahri was tugging at Arthur's robe, but her eyes were darting left and right.
The portraits in the corridor are alive.
Every time Arthur passed a painting, he would greet the person in the painting.
And there are also ghosts that appear from time to time, reaching out to touch Ahri's head.
Ahri pulled the robe over her head, ran to Arthur's feet, and stood very close to him.
Arthur looked down and saw his bald head, which seemed to reflect light.
For now, just keep it with you. Once the year is up, he can summon the dragon.
The dormitory stairs in the magic academy can move and are constantly changing.
Arthur looked down at the goblin at his feet and said, "Stay close, or I won't be responsible if you fall."
A moving staircase—no one can predict whether it will still be under their feet the next second.
The area below the stairs was pitch black, filled with thick fog, and no one knew what would happen if they fell down.
Ahri was terrified and clung tightly to Arthur's legs.
Arthur rolled his eyes again.
Ah Li is worried that once he rolls his eyes so often, he won't be able to roll them back, leaving only the whites of his eyes.
Arthur led his men back to the dormitory without incident, but no one was inside.
Arthur went to his bedside, took off his robe, and covered Ahri's head with it.
Ahri was instantly covered by his robe. Just as she was about to pull the robe away, it was already lifted up.
Arthur, holding the robe in his hand, crouched down and moved closer to Ahri, even taking a sniff of it.
This goblin doesn't smell bad; on the contrary, it has a very pleasant scent.
Ahri didn't dare to move. Her eyes were fixed on Arthur's black hair. In Middle-earth, people with black hair were rare.
Then Arthur stood up, looked at his bed, and said, "I'm a germaphobe, I don't like dirty things lying on my bed."
Ahri flinched and lowered her head; she had turned into something filthy.
I feel so wronged.
Arthur noticed that Ahri was about to cry again, so he put his hand on Ahri's head and said, "Come take a bath with me."
bath?!
Ahri looked at Arthur in shock.
Take a bath with him.
Arthur lowered his eyes and looked at the animal skin around Ahri's waist. "You should be a man, right?"
Ah Li nodded vigorously. It was a man; she was a man.
So, Ahri and Arthur went into the bathroom.
A lewd laugh suddenly came from inside the mirror, "Wow, my god, you've come in to take a shower again!"
There was a girl in the mirror. She had long, wine-red hair that was braided into two ponytails. She had just appeared in the mirror.
She noticed Ahri, an ugly-cute goblin.
Arthur also had to untie the animal skin skirt on its body.
"Oh no! My god, don't do this to me! You won't let me see your sacred body, but you can't poison my eyes either!"
The girl covered her eyes and hid back in the mirror.
Arthur didn't take off his clothes; instead, he helped Ahri wash up first.
A fragrance gradually filled the bathroom. Ah Li blushed and lowered her head. Although she was now a man, she still had a system that could give birth to babies.
Arthur's actions made her feel quite embarrassed.
Arthur lowered his head and smelled Ahri's scent again; the originally faint scent had become even more fragrant.
"You smell even better now?"
Arthur's breath fell on Ahri's ear.
Ahri had no idea why she smelled so good. She looked down and smelled herself, and it was indeed quite fragrant. It smelled very pleasant, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.
After Arthur finished washing Ahri, he threw her a piece of clothing—his black shirt, the kind that could be mopped on the floor.
He looked in the mirror and said, "If that woman appears again, lift up your clothes."
"No! My idol, I don't want to look at him, I want to look at you!"
In the hazy mirror, the girl let out a sharp protest.
However, Arthur continued to ask Ahri, "Can you do it?"
Ah Li said yes, she nodded, and even tugged at her own clothes.
She can walk her bird now.
Arthur thought to himself, "This goblin isn't entirely useless."
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