Not long after Søren left the room.
About a minute or two later, a teleportation gate opened in the living room. Then, the seductive woman's slightly disheveled figure walked out. She tidied up her dress and tucked her long hair behind her ears. Then, she touched the necklace on her neck and complained, "You brat! You're serious! "
"I'm your mother. How dare you use a Maze spell on me!"
The beautiful woman seemed to be in a bad mood. She looked around the living room and opened a portal with a wave of her hand.
"I'll teach you a lesson once I figure out the secret behind the Cards of Fate."
Inside the room.
The mistress of the caravan stopped in her tracks. She knew that the beautiful woman had broken her Maze spell. She let out a sigh and tapped her finger on the wall. As if some mechanism had been activated, the bricks on the wall separated on their own, revealing many intricate alchemy parts. A winding staircase led to the bottom of the room, and there were lamps on both sides of the staircase.
As they walked down the stairs, they saw a huge laboratory. It seemed to be even bigger than the house. There were rows of bookshelves at the side of the room. They were five to six meters tall and ten meters wide. There were hundreds of books on each shelf. There was also a small ladder at the side. It seemed like it was specially prepared for someone. After all, wizards didn't need ladders. A simple Magician's Hand was enough to get the books they wanted.
"Vivian is reading. I cast a Soundproof spell to prevent her from disturbing her."
Gloria turned around and looked at Søren. She tapped on the wall and an invisible energy screen disappeared. She then pushed the door open and entered the room. Soran looked around curiously. In addition to a large number of books, there were also many alchemy instruments and various bottles and jars. There were many powdered materials that he could not recognize at all. The only thing he was familiar with was the distillation and purification device. He used it a lot when he was a thief, mainly to purify the toxins of potions.
Vivian's small figure was sitting in front of a desk.
There were all kinds of books piled up at her feet, almost as tall as her. The little girl held a quill in her hand and was drawing something on a piece of white paper. There was a large paper basket below, which was already filled with many densely written balls of paper. The little girl's expression was so serious that she did not hear the footsteps of the two people. She tilted her head and flipped through the book quickly. From time to time, she would jot down something, as if she found it difficult to understand. She unconsciously put the quill in her mouth and bit it. When she came back to her senses, she quickly spat it out.
"Vivian."
A rare smile appeared on Gloria's face. She raised her hand and waved. "Søren is back. If there's anything you don't understand, you can think about it tomorrow. "
"Big brother?!" The little girl turned around with a surprised expression on her face. She then jumped onto Søren's body.
Søren, who was usually expressionless, smiled. He reached out his hand and stroked the little girl's long hair. He then lifted her up and kissed her on the forehead. Perhaps it was because he had been living a good life, but Søren felt that the little girl was heavier than before. She didn't feel so light when he carried her. He couldn't help but look at the mistress of the caravan with gratitude. It was hard to let an eight-year-old girl wander around with him. If he didn't know what was going to happen in the future, he would have let Vivian learn from her.
Unfortunately, even if she were to become a Legend, she would only be able to protect herself.
Vivian was wearing a beautiful princess dress. Her silky hair was tied up with a pink ribbon, and there was an exquisite needle pinned to her chest. It didn't seem to be an ordinary accessory.
Magic research could be dangerous sometimes, so it was necessary to prepare a protective item for emergencies.
Vivian was still wearing the moccasins Søren bought for her. She kissed Søren on the cheek and giggled. She hugged Søren's neck and hung onto him like a cute koala bear.
"Go."
Gloria smiled and said softly, "She seems to have a lot to say to you. It's quiet in the backyard. No one will disturb you."
The little girl jumped down from Soran's body, then grabbed his hand and walked out. As she walked, she said, "Brother. "Where have you been for the past few days? I was worried about you. "
Søren let the little girl lead him to the backyard.
It was a spacious yard. Beautiful maple trees were planted on all sides. There were benches and swings under the shade of the trees. The swings seemed to have been installed recently. The walls were covered with creepers, and there was a flower bed in the corner. Beautiful violets were planted there, and the leaves were falling in the wind. It looked like a bleak autumn wind.
The little girl sat on the swing, and Søren took the initiative to swing it.
"Haha!"
Vivian laughed happily. She sat a little further inside and pointed at the seat next to her, indicating that Søren should sit there as well.
The two sat on the swing for a while and talked for a while. Then the little girl pulled Soran to the bench. She first let him sit down, then her whole body curled up in his arms. She rested her little head on Soran's knee and whispered, "Big brother, I've learned a lot of spells."
"But some of them are very difficult."
"I used to think that all I needed to do was to chant the incantation. But I didn't expect to learn so many things. Sister Gloria taught me magic in the morning, geography in the afternoon, alchemy in the afternoon, religion in addition to alchemy in the afternoon. At first, I fell asleep while reading, but I got used to it. Some of the things are quite interesting. Sister Gloria said that I would become very powerful if I learned them. Vivian also wants to become powerful. "
"Sister Gloria is a very nice person. She would tell me stories at night before I go to bed. But sometimes the stories are very complicated, and I don't understand some of them. Recently, she told me the story of the princess and the dragon. The etiquette of the nobles in the story is very complicated. Sometimes I would fall asleep while listening to the story. But the princess still hasn't been taken away by the dragon … "
"Sometimes she would teach me poetry. Oh right, she also bought me a seven-stringed zither. Music is really hard to learn. Sister Gloria's music is very nice, but mine isn't."
The little girl seemed a little dejected. She snuggled into Søren's arms and continued, "I really don't understand."
"I didn't know that wizards had to learn so many things! I always thought that all a wizard had to do was chant an incantation and point a finger in front of them to release a spell! "…"
"Sister Gloria has been teaching me how to memorize spell models quickly. I don't know what spell models are, but those little dots of light are easier to remember."
"Sure enough, it's easier to memorize with pictures. Those words are so troublesome!"
Vivian laid on Søren's knees and continued to mumble. She started off by talking about things she had learned, such as astronomy, geography, astrology, religion, and so on. Søren couldn't help but frown. Then she started to talk about all kinds of terms that even Søren didn't understand. God knows how many things the mistress of the caravan had taught her. Some of the terms used by wizards were something that even Søren didn't understand. But Vivian must have learned how to read. Her learning speed was much faster than normal people. He didn't interrupt her and just kept patting Vivian's back gently.
The little girl closed her eyes comfortably, and her voice was much softer, as if she was mumbling in a daze. She talked about what had happened recently, what she had eaten, what new things she had seen, and so on. In the end, the little girl's breathing became even, and her mumbling turned into mindless murmurs. Then, she really did fall asleep, and it was a very sweet sleep. Saliva dripped down from the corner of her mouth onto Søren's knees.
"Silly girl."
Soran gently patted her back and covered the little girl with his jacket. Autumn was already in full swing. Although the afternoon sun was very warm, there was still a hint of coolness when the breeze blew.
If he didn't take the initiative to talk about it, Vivian rarely asked him what he was doing. She just liked to tell him about her life.
Time passed quietly.
Søren also felt a little sleepy. He put his hand on the little girl's back and slowly closed his eyes.
The autumn sun was very nice.
It was very warm to lie on the bench and bask in the sun. Søren closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap. The little girl would unconsciously snuggle into his arms from time to time, and she even wiped her saliva on his clothes. Next to the window on the second floor, a slim figure was lying on the bench. She was reading a book and looking down from time to time. Perhaps she was affected by the atmosphere, and she also closed her eyes gently.
It was a peaceful little world down there, and no one should disturb it.
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