[It's here. ]
This time the smoke and dust appeared just as quickly, and his tone was indifferent, as if the appearance just now was an illusion.
Alan seemed a little tired and only said someone's name in his mind.
The next moment, a stream of dust and smoke formed a huge world map on the table in front of him, which kept expanding until the all-too-familiar bird's-eye view of the Shillong Palace appeared before his eyes.
[Whether to invest in 'attention', duration, 10 seconds. ]
[yes.]
The sight shuttles through the sea of people.
Frozen on a similar table.
The dark blue waterfall falls onto the table, transforming into winding streams flowing between the wood textures.
That's not a river.
It's Roxy's hair.
The soft blue hair fell like a waterfall and scattered on the table, the dark blue hair color and the eye color blended together.
Between the waterfalls are familiar blue eyes.
Alan looked at Loki's pupils.
At this moment, in the night of Asura Continent, two people who were far apart were lying sideways on the table in the same posture, looking at each other at a mirror angle.
Luo Qixi blinked, looking quite distressed.
She pulled her hair on her forehead and raised herself up from the table.
There was a piece of letter paper under his face.
The 'gaze' of the location search cannot receive sound.
But Alan still 'heard' the rustling sound of her pen touching the paper.
That was a journey through time, two years ago when we were sleeping together, under the gaze of Alan holding his chin
The sound of Lokixi writing on the monster encyclopedia with a focused but still somewhat dazed look.
Ten seconds is very short.
But it was enough to make Alan fall into sleep.
At his hand.
The unconscious strokes just now outlined
Loki's name.
Chapter 120 His Name
Shillong Palace.
Under the same moonlight.
Luo Qixi, who looks only fourteen years old, is writing a letter at the desk in her bedroom.
She was very petite, and her legs couldn't even touch the ground when she sat on the stool in front of the table. She supported herself on her toes, leaning on the support beams between the chair legs.
The posture is upright.
With the rustling sound of the brush, the words appear on the paper.
Unlike Luo Qixi's petite figure, her handwriting is not at all "delicate", and is completely different from the aristocratic handwriting that is quite gorgeous and completed in one stroke. Instead, it is stroke by stroke, just like the handwriting in those exquisite handwritten magic textbooks.
Just like her attitude towards magic.
Very rigorous, even a little old-fashioned.
But in terms of content.
It is quite different from the 'old-fashioned' style of the font itself.
With a 'cuteness' similar to her appearance.
It was completely different from the anecdotes she had once written in the monster encyclopedia, which had a rather sophisticated wording.
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Dear Alan,
Speaking of which, after the letter I sent you last winter, not long after, you sent me another letter before I even got a reply.
It was less than a month apart.
It makes me a little surprised.
Because you usually wait for my letter to arrive before replying. But this time you wrote two letters in a row.
If you have anything else you want to share later, you can write to me at any time so that I can hear about the latest news of the three of you. It will also make me feel involved.
I felt like I was back to the brief training camp time we had two years ago.
Very amazing.
As for what the letter said
Last winter, had you completely eliminated the source of the monster tide in the Snow Valley?
Amazing.
Speaking of the tide of monsters approaching the Red Dragon Mountains, it left a deep impression on me.
During the two years that I worked as a teacher in the Knight's house, I would see the Knight go out to fight monsters every winter, and each time he would be gone for a week.
The lady always looked very worried.
During that period, the family atmosphere will become depressing until the Knight returns safely.
Now that the monster tide has been cleared out, perhaps this situation will not happen again in the next few years.
So happy for them.
Regarding the process of clearing out monsters. Although you only briefly mentioned the situation in your letter, I still sensed the danger.
There are so many monsters that you can't see the end at a glance. This scene.
Honestly, I've only seen this happen in a maze.
Even from your description, it seems like there are monsters all over the snow valley. There may not be more in the maze than the ones you have hunted, right?
I'm really curious about your situation at that time.
if you can
Please give me the details next time you write.
I understand that with your personality you just don't want to make me worry, just like when we went to hunt the Maned Wolf.
But the same thing.
I like being a part of it, it reminds me of the time.
I hope you are not hurt.
I was shocked about the fact that Sylphy's hair turned white due to an unexpected exhaustion of magic power. After receiving the letter, I immediately went to the library in the capital of Shillong to look up information and found that there was a similar case in the Kingdom of Shillong decades ago.
But it was a human.
Different from Sylphy's mixed blood.
I briefly looked up some information about mixed-bloods and found that compared to humans, mixed-bloods have more outstanding talents in various situations.
Including but not limited to physical fitness.
And that human died of natural causes.
so.
I think Sylphy will be fine too.
Please don't worry too much.
But when we meet again in the future, I still want to check on Sylphy's body.
But I'm more curious.
What accident would cause her magic power to be exhausted?
When you're clearing out monsters, it may be more dangerous than I thought.
I would like to say it again, if possible, please share with me what happened that day.
I'll worry about you too.
Well, now that we have discussed the important matters, things have become serious without us noticing.
Next, let me talk about my current situation.
First, let me talk about the new disciples in my palace.
He is the seventh prince of Shillong, named Pakus Shillong.
As you expected, he is a naughty kid who is quite a headache for you. If you only look at his face, you will find that he is quite cute, but after getting to know him for a long time, you will find that he has some naughty nature because he is spoiled.
She's obviously twelve years old.
You are only eleven years old. One year younger than him.
I can't help but compare you with him.
How come the gap is so big?
I can still see the cute look on his face, but when I think of you I just can't think of these two words.
ah.
Sorry, I got off topic. I don't know why, but when I write to you and talk about my daily life, I always get off topic.
Excuse me.
Speaking of him, I remembered the 'teaching advice' you gave me in your letter.
I have to say, your concerns are correct.
In these few short months, I have indeed thought of comparing it with Rudy's talent more than once in my heart, but thinking of the reminder in your letter, I suppressed this thought for the time being.
As you said, this will undermine his self-confidence.
Speaking of this, to be honest, at first I also felt that I lost my confidence as a magician because of Rudy's lack of chanting talent.
But your appearance made me realize that maybe the Greyrat family really can produce geniuses?
Since I separated from you, I have met various adventurers, whether swordsmen or magicians, but none of them possessed your terrifying talent.
It seems that geniuses are not everywhere.
In short, I will continue to follow the teaching method you advised, praise him more and not be too harsh on him.
But I still have some doubts.
Why did you emphasize in two consecutive letters that if he did something excessive, such as sexual harassment, you must use Fire Wrap on him at the speed of light before he did anything.
Although he does say some offensive words, he has not done anything like this so far.
I think your worry is unnecessary.
Um.
Are you worried about me?
——
When Luo Qixi wrote this, she blinked rapidly.
She looked at the 'draft' in front of her with an embarrassed look. Ever since the 'incident' where there was only one piece of letter paper, she had developed the habit of making drafts when communicating with Allen.
Even now I still feel a little embarrassed when I think about it.
Writing the three words "Dear" and then immediately crossing them out seems like an attempt to cover up something.
Fortunately, Alan didn't say anything.
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