"Ka! Dang … Dang … Dang … "
Along with the ringing of Sulfur Mountain City's Big Ben, it is time for lunch at noon. When the Recovery Magic is activated, under a wave of dizziness, I return to the house where my body is at.
When my head returns to my body and my consciousness returns to my house, the first thing I do is to observe my body.
"1, 2, 3 … 24. That's weird, did the brat change his nature? Not a single rib is missing. "
Just as I was surprised that I didn't have a single rib and was about to count the number of toes on my foot, a dissatisfied and coquettish grumble sounded from behind me.
"Uncle Bones, I have grown up. I won't touch the body parts of a man."
These words aren't wrong, but why do I feel uncomfortable hearing it?
Turning my head around, the red-haired young lady is glaring at me. Just like what I saw in that glance, the originally dry brat has turned into a slender and elegant young lady.
Due to the special training method of the Fire Phoenix bloodline, her fiery red hair, which was similar to Adam's, fluttered in the wind. Her long and slender legs were as straight as a compass, and her oval face with baby fat had turned into a sharp oval face. The only thing that didn't change was her pure and innocent eyes, as well as the mole under her right eye, which gave her a bit of femininity.
"Aiyo, humans really grow fast. Just yesterday, you were still a brat shouting 'kuma' 'kuma' and today, you have already turned into a good woman."
Looking at my head turning around, Anne's face is initially solemn, but after a moment of astonishment, she bursts into laughter.
"Oh no, my image." Expressionlessly, I tear off the seal on my head and silently take the cloth that Eliza passes to me to wipe off the turtle on my skull.
Why? You can't understand? It's just that when I was waiting for the Recall Magic, I played two rounds of mahjong with Little Red and accidentally lost two rounds … Hmph, I didn't lose. Little Red is even worse off than me. Her entire body is filled with drawings and she doesn't even need any makeup to disguise herself as a Black Dragon.
As for why they didn't use gold coins or money as the wager and just stuck notes on each other and drew turtles, it's because both of us are experts in magic and we don't have any bottom line. If we really bring a wager and wager, then this game that is purely meant to kill time will definitely turn into a cheating competition. Or … What? A mahjong girl with superpowers?
Alright, that seemed to be subtly hinting at something. In that case, he would be the genius magical mahjong player.
"Sigh, why is it so hard to play mahjong these days?"
Anne was covering her mouth as she giggled. I knew that I looked terrible right now. After all, it was rare to see a Lich with a turtle drawn on his head. The dracons who were called in to fight with us were also looking at us in astonishment …
"Is it strange? Can't the evil Lich and the destructive Red Dragon just sit down and play mahjong to kill time? Do we have to discuss how to destroy the world whenever we get together? "
"No, no." The red-haired girl shook her head.
"After going out for a walk, the world has changed. After coming back, those people who used to be very familiar with me have become very strange. They always want Anne to do this and Anne to do that. They're weird and don't say anything. Looking at those fake smiles, Anne has been suppressing her anxiety for the past few days. But now, seeing that Aunt Little Red and Uncle Bones are still the same, it's really great. "
Anne smiles. Her smile carried an indescribable nostalgia and satisfaction. Looks like this cultivation trip has made this little princess of Sulfur Mountain City mature quite a bit.
"Pah!"
But, I unknowingly knocked the other party's head with my bone.
"How old are you? Don't make yourself sound like an old man. Lamenting about life and reminiscing about the past, that's the business of the elderly. I'm still young, so it's fine if you call me uncle, but if you call me Little Red … "
"Anne knows. When we meet Aunt Little Red, Anne will call her Sister Little Red. Otherwise, when there's no one around, Aunt Little Red will hide in the cliff and cry secretly. Her cries will be so loud that even the bottom of the mountain can hear it. How could she not know? How embarrassing. "
"Un, that's more like it. Over-age unmarried girls are more sensitive. We should sympathize with them, understand them and love them. If we meet Marguerite, how should we call her? "
"Sister Marguerite! Anne knows. "
"Right, remember to call her in front of Adam." I snigger as I say.
Anne is Adam's disciple and at the same time, his adopted daughter. Furthermore, Marguerite gave Anne her own surname, Raven, which, without a doubt, expresses her wishes. However, it's a pity that, forget about calling her mother, Anne always calls her sister. This makes Marguerite, who is a generation older than Adam, very vexed.
Of course, it is my duty to make her vexed a little more.
"Remember, you must praise Marguerite for being young and beautiful, saying that she isn't compatible with that uncle Adam." The prerequisite for a child's words to carry no harm is that no one is instigating it …
"Lord, Teacher Marguerite left a message. If you continue to misguide Anne, she will use the name of the Conduct Institute to deduct the funds that are supposed to be your work expenses, but in reality, you are using them to buy the out-of-print ancient book."
I forgot that I have a spy of Marguerite by my side. Although I have always been curious as to how a saint and a half-demon could get along, my head maid, Eliza, is indeed Marguerite's nominal disciple.
Short hair, gold-rimmed spectacles, expressionless venomous tongue, these are all Marguerite's characteristics. Even the way she intentionally stands at a high place, holding the gold-rimmed spectacles with her right hand and looking down on me coldly, looks so similar to her. I can't help but sigh.
"Can you not imitate Marguerite so much? Recently, you are becoming more and more like that old virgin. Be careful that you won't be able to get married."
"It is my honor to be able to be close to teacher. Then, I will pass on your evaluation of teacher to her. Just wait for your funds to be cut. "
"Then, I will first cut the funds of your 'Spectator' so that your subordinates can force you to pay."
"Do as you wish. Then, I will embezzle the living expenses of the mansion. Do you want to have a taste of the days when water and fire suddenly cut off? Do you want to have all the candles suddenly extinguished in the middle of the night? Do you want to have the toilet suddenly explode …"
"Hey hey hey, this has nothing to do with funds. You evil maid who tries to murder me for money! "
"You black-hearted boss who owes money to the farmers …"
"Pfft!" Looking at the two of us bickering, the excited Anne bursts into laughter.
"Big Sister Eliza is still the same as before, that is great. Big Sister Eliza and Uncle Bones' relationship is still so good, it really makes one envious. "
"Our relationship isn't good!" This time, Eliza and I spoke at the same time.
… …
Anne played around in the old mansion for a while before leaving to return home. As the future City Lord, and having just finished her travels, she has countless lessons to catch up on.
Standing by the window, looking at the naughty brat who used to be bouncing around downstairs, walking like a lady now, I can't help but sigh.
"She really changed a lot."
Yes, humans are indeed the most fickle creatures. Anne's change and growth is so great that it has already exceeded my expectations.
"Anne .Layde Race: Human, Job: LV60 Warrior/LV18 Sword Saint, Overall Evaluation: LV78, Gold-pinnacle, Half-step into Legend."
Yes, I am not talking about personality and figure, but the most basic strength.
The current Anne, if I don't use my trump card, I might not even be able to defeat her.
Iron Bloodline, Bronze Body, Silver Dignity, to a normal person, every tier is an obstacle that they will find hard to overcome in their entire life. If a person reaches LV60 Silver-pinnacle and wants to take another step forward, they will have to attempt to break through to a high-tier job. This is already the dividing line between a mortal and a Hero.
If one were to successfully break through and obtain a high-tier job, entering the Golden Will stage, they would become a Master in the eyes of the world. This also means that in the eyes of the world, Gold-rank experts all look like elders.
Anne is only 17 years old. To be able to reach Silver-rank at this age, she is already a genius in the eyes of the world. As for Gold-pinnacle … Eliza is also at Gold-pinnacle, but with the guidance of me and Marguerite, two SemiGod Mages, she still spent more than a hundred years …
The reason why it is called Golden Will is because Gold-rank experts are already able to use their will to change the truth of the world, surpassing the limits of mortals.
Back then, when I was hailed as the Child of Light, I was only 14 years old when I reached Gold-rank. Furthermore, with the support of the Holy Knight, I had the advantage of being able to advance easily. Even though I was still far from Gold-pinnacle, I was already hailed as a genius that only appears once every 300 years in the Holy Church.
"Should I sigh, as expected of the superhero who killed me in the 'original history'? If I was a genius that only appears once every 300 years back then, should Anne be hailed as a genius that only appears once every 500 years? "
For some reason, I thought of another man who was hailed as a genius and a hero. Back then, the red-haired him was also standing in front of me with a silly look on his face.
"Big Brother, your swordsmanship is really amazing, can you teach me? My name is Adam, I came from White Rock Village. My goal is to become a hero, then marry Lisa as my wife, then … Go back to the village to show off to everyone! Right, I also want to be a rich man, just like that old Peter next door who can collect rent without doing any work, and smoke a pipe while watching others work … "
More than a hundred years have passed, from a young man in the village, he has completed the first half of his heroic dream, but it is a pity that he is destined to be unable to complete the second half.
That silly young man from back then still has a silly look on his face, but just a few days ago, he told me that he has lived long enough, that he misses home, and that he wants to die …
"It is a pity, Adam …"
I shake my head. After spending so many years with him, I know that his determination is unwavering. At this moment, I throw away all unnecessary emotions and focus my attention on rational thinking.
Anne's speed of growth is too fast, inconceivably fast.
"Even with the help of the Elemental Tide, it is still impossible for it to be this fast … No, back then, Adam was also ridiculously strong, it should be the unique characteristic of their inheritance. A life like the Phoenix will only become stronger when it is close to death, and before it dies, it will burn itself to pass on its power and experience to the next generation, allowing the next generation to grow by leaps and bounds … Does that mean that Adam's time is almost up? "
Thinking about it, it is only natural. That fellow wouldn't think of asking me for help until the very end.
For some reason, I recall 130 years ago, the days when we adventured together. Back then, Adam was still an idiot, Marguerite was a rookie Mage, Lisa was a natural thief who couldn't even be compared to a rookie, and Little Red was the mascot and hidden boss of the party.
Rather than saying that I was the party leader, it would be better to say that I am a nanny who brought the rookies to farm experience, busy with cleaning up the mess. Although it is tiring every day, it is indeed interesting.
"Then, I should speed up my actions as well, I hope that I can revive as soon as possible. At the very least, as the big brother of that idiot, I should use my original appearance to send that idiot off."
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