Lane's face darkened: "Haven't you ridden a horse before?"
"I... I always take carriages..."
"..."
Lane once again felt helpless towards this magic tutor.
How on earth did such a stupid woman become a tutor at Alcott College?
Has the human race's magicians really run out of successors?
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Because considering Nanali's mood, Lane rode the horse very slowly and steadily along the way.
Occasionally, Lane would tell Nanali to look up at the scenery along the road, but Nanali just kept her head down and remained silent.
Compared to Nanali, Rowling, who had never ridden a horse before, was much more startled. She hugged Lane's waist tightly all the way.
Every step the horse Lane rode took, she would let out a moan, which made Lane very speechless.
Who is the child, you or Nanali?
Suddenly, Lane noticed a flower shop along the road.
Thinking for a moment, Lane stopped the horse by the road and said to Rowling: "Do you have money? Lend me one gold coin."
"Oh, yes... Yes."
Rowling responded weakly, took out a gold coin from her pocket, and muttered at the same time:
"The attendant of the count's daughter doesn't even have money..."
Lane: "... Do you only have gold coins?"
"Well, I only brought gold coins."
Well, she's still the type of being rich but foolish.
Taking the gold coin, Lane jumped off the horse: "Thank you. Take care of the horse for me. This gold coin is borrowed from you. I'll pay you back later."
After saying that, Lane ran into the flower shop.
After Lane left, Nanali raised her head belatedly, looked at Lane's back, and her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say a word.
Soon, Lane ran out of the flower shop. Originally, Rowling thought Lane was going to buy a big bunch of flowers. But when Lane came out, she found that Lane only bought a rather shabby little white flower.
There was also a money bag hanging on Lane's waist, which looked bulging.
The little white flower wasn't beautiful. It was even not much different from the ordinary flowers by the roadside. And it seemed to be even more fragile than those flowers by the roadside, as if it would break with a gentle breeze.
When Lane walked forward with a smile, Rowling couldn't help asking: "You... just bought this one flower?"
"Well."
Lane nodded with a smile and said: "It cost three silver coins."
"This thing costs three silver coins?!"
Rowling couldn't help raising her voice. Three silver coins could buy a big bunch of flowers, right?
"Well."
Lane didn't think it was a big deal: "This is a flower that can only survive at the border. Because it's very fragile, it's very difficult to transport. The three silver coins were probably all used for transportation costs.
By the way, there are ninety-seven silver coins left in this bag. Do you want them?"
The exchange rates of copper, silver, and gold in this world are all 1:100. To be honest, Lane still felt that the paper money in the memories of the time-traveler was more convenient to carry, as well as the method of saving money with a passbook.
When Lane took out a gold coin, the owner of the flower shop was stunned. It took him a long time to gather enough silver coins for Lane.
Rowling's cheek twitched: "... No need. You keep it yourself."
"Then thank you."
After saying that, Lane no longer paid attention to Rowling and handed this flower to Nanali.
Nanali took this fragile white flower and also looked at Lane puzzledly, not understanding why Lane suddenly gave her such a flower.
But... It's true. Such a fragile and delicate little flower was really like her.
"Sayoran. This kind of flower will glow at night. It's very beautiful."
While Nanali was observing this flower, Lane got on the horse, drove the horse slowly towards the mansion:
"Actually, I have also experienced such a period before. Not understood by anyone. I tried my best to prove myself, but still wasn't recognized by people. Even... was regarded as a monster by people."
Hearing this, Nanali couldn't help shifting her gaze from the Sayoran and looked up at Lane who was holding her.
Lane looked straight ahead, seemingly recalling something, and curved his mouth into a smile:
"My heart was once numb too. I greatly wavered about my duties, missions, and even the goals I insisted on, making me want to give up countless times.
But, when this state was almost on the verge of explosion, there was someone who gave me a Sayoran."
At this point, Lane lowered his head and looked at the Sayoran in Nanali's hand.
"When everyone was looking at me with frightened eyes, she came up, looked at me, who was covered in scars, with clear eyes, and gave me a Sayoran picked from the roadside, showing kindness to me.
The light that the Sayoran was emitting at that time was very faint and very beautiful. I also found the meaning of my protection from that Sayoran." Although Nanali didn't know exactly what happened to Lane, she understood the meaning in Lane's words and thus listened attentively.
"Miss, today I give you this Sayoran not hoping that you will protect me. I just hope that you can cheer up. That's all."
"Actually... I'm much better. Thank you, Lane."
Although Nanali's voice was still a little hoarse, her mental state did recover a lot.
Especially after hearing Lane's story.
At this moment, Nanali suddenly found a hint of a kindred spirit in Lane - No, perhaps, Lane had endured even more than her.
And at such a time, Lane received a Sayoran, which pulled Lane out of the trough.
Now, at such a time for her, Lane gave her a Sayoran.
Lane had the person who gave him the Sayoran. She... had Lane.
Nanali only then realized that originally, for being recognized, only one person was completely enough.
For the rest of the way, Nanali kept holding that Sayoran and looked at it repeatedly.
Rowlin was inferring Lane's identity based on Lane's story.
Since Sayoran was a flower that could only survive at the border, then Lane might be from the border?
Moreover, based on Lane's words, coupled with Lane's magic theoretical knowledge that could make Nanali transform overnight, Rowlin could easily guess that Lane should have belonged to the empire before.
Moreover, was even regarded as... a monster.
A... monster at the border?
Rowlin frowned slightly and suddenly thought of something.
Looking at Lane's refined and easy-going smile again, as well as the evilness that always accidentally showed, Rowlin immediately affirmed her thoughts.
After returning to the mansion, Nanali locked herself in her room.
Lane also knew that Nanali needed a quiet space and didn't disturb her. He sat down with Rowlin at a random place.
Somehow, Lane found that after arriving at the mansion, Rowlin became even more restrained.
When facing him, she was like a snow-white rabbit, extremely timid.
"Mr. Lane brought a woman back on the first day!"
"Mr. Lane is really amazing~"
The two maids, Daeli and Daixi, clung to the doorframe, looking at Lane and Rowlin and whispering.
It was just that the whispering voices were a bit loud. When Rowlin heard them, she couldn't help blushing.
Originally, if Nanali were still here, the atmosphere wouldn't have become like this.
But as soon as Nanali came back, she locked herself in the room. How did the situation become that she was alone with Lane!