Magical daily life after reincarnation

Chapter 110 Care
Talo paused when she heard the words, wondering if Grace was cheating on herself, but seeing her expression, she seemed to have confirmed some facts.

"How do you know?" Tulo reached out to remove the mist from his face.

The gray robe on his body was only shown in public, only in the bronze trial and the duel with Turner, and no one should have seen it at that time.

If it wasn't for the dress, why would Grace be so sure.

"Because of feeling? The feeling this card gave me." Grace shook the Fool's card in her hand, and then handed it to Talo.

After taking the Fool's card, Talow carefully observed and experimented, and it was not much different from his previous feeling about this card.

The exquisite card floated up in his palm, his opened eyes faintly shone with light, and he used [Naya's Eye] to carefully analyze the concepts contained in the card.

After a while, Tulo closed his eyes and handed the card back to Grace.

He couldn't see what had changed on this card. No matter how he looked at it, it was an ordinary card for Talow.

"I discovered its abnormality when I was sleeping at night. After trying to input a little magic power, it brought me here." Grace slowly narrated the experience of coming here.

"Windini was able to see the Gate of Truth because of your help, right? Can you tell me how you did it? It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient." Grace then asked curiously.

"I invented the coordinate system, and then there was this," Tullow replied.

The coordinate system made the Gate of Truth give him a gift, and then the Gate of Truth was polluted, and then Hercules found him through his link with the Gate of Truth, and finally developed into what it is now.

"I thought you got the Eye of Truth with the coordinate system, but I didn't expect such a gift." Grace looked down at the Fool's card and nodded thoughtfully.

Tulo didn't say much, and let her make up her own mind.

After the door of truth was given the background management authority by myself, it never gave me any gifts, and the invention of the arithmetic system axiom did not see any reaction from this door.

If I had known this day would come, I should have gathered a little more wool beforehand.

Grace was extremely curious about the extent of Talo's authority in the Gate of Truth and the Beyond, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to talk about this aspect, she also tactfully diverted the topic.

"I swear in the name of the family, the Seven Gods, and Virtue, I will not tell anyone about this." Grace raised her hand and solemnly swore to Talo.

"Thank you." Tulo said casually.

Whether it is the Gate of Truth or the [Sanctuary Composition], these were valued by him at the beginning, and he kept them carefully, for fear of revealing any clues.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that none of the people who should be concealed have concealed it, and some of them are still cheerfully accompanying themselves to pretend to be stupid.

Since these people didn't respond after they found out, even if Grace announced what she knew so far, at most there would be some people who didn't know what to do and who would come to find trouble.

The ceremony of stepping into the other side to summon the door of truth has been mature since Hercules, and it is not rare for a person to refine the unique original spell. [Sanctuary Composition] field magic is considered standard among senior geniuses.

Compared with the abilities of individuals, maybe the coordinate system, which is enough to change the times, attracts more attention.

Seeing Tulo's casual attitude, Grace suddenly complained, she was swearing so seriously, but she got this kind of reaction.

"By the way, can you give me one of that gray robe you're wearing?" Grace said suddenly and naturally.

Because it was too natural, Tulo couldn't help but look at the other party. Her clothes are indeed a bit cooler now.

Seeing the gradual blush on Grace's face, Tulo didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand to let the mist around her linger and condense, and put on a gray robe of the same style on her.

A silk thread that Grace couldn't see connected her robe with Tallow's. After all, [Sanctuary Composition] could only create one sanctuary, and Tallow only expanded the scope a little.

But everything in the sanctuary was known and controlled by Tulo. After the gray robe was fully formed, he also had a better understanding of Grace in the nightdress.

"When did you also make this special spell? It feels like a kind of evocation magic." Grace gently rubbed the cuff with two fingers, stirring up a little bit of mist.

"This is the blessing of the Bronze Trial." Tulo thought that it would be better not to reveal any of the effects, otherwise Grace would probably start to make trouble again.

"Speaking of which, isn't your desire to share too low? If you don't ask, you will act as if you don't intend to say anything, and if you ask, you will only say a few bits and pieces." After playing with the gray robe a few times, Grace , looked at Tulo and said.

Thinking back to the dinner after the Bronze Trial, everyone was telling their knowledge and showing off their gains without reservation. Only Tulo closed his eyes and didn't know what he was doing.

"Maybe." Tulo shrugged. Some things may cause unnecessary trouble after being said, and some things he feels have nothing to say at all. He doesn't demand attention from others, and there is no one around him who can. Let him bring up the interest to express the confession.

"I've always had the feeling that everyone is trying to adapt to the current environment, only you seem to be making the environment suit your wishes." Grace straightened her hair, then put on the hood Started to continue walking in the mist.

"Maybe." Tulo put his hands in his sleeves and said beside Grace.

"Don't you feel lonely like this? If Wentini and I don't come to talk to you anymore, you shouldn't feel anything. Continue to stay alone." Grace looked at the fog in front of her eyes , I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"Maybe." Tulo nodded. The friendship with them is indeed good, but it seems impossible to have any decisive influence on him without it. In this respect, he is particularly resigned.

"Before going to bed, my parents asked me what I thought of you, and they also warned me to remember what I should do as a member of the Fleur family." Grace slowed down and said slowly.

"Maybe it's... ah, then you just do what you think." Tulo, who was about to continue working as a repeater, turned around and replied seriously.

"Don't you care what I think of you?" Grace stopped and said.

"I care. If you are willing to say something, I will be very happy." Tulo yawned and followed her words.

silence.

Grace stopped in her tracks, and she pursed her lips tightly under the hood, and a surge of emotion that she had never experienced surged in an instant.

"Whether it's me or Wendini, we care about you very much. We have grown so much in the past six months, and we all regard you as a true friend." Grace turned around and grabbed the collar of Talo's gray robe, Watching him speak word by word.

Grace felt that she was so stupid now, why would she explode because Tulo didn't care about her, and her father was still emphasizing the importance of control to her before going to bed.

But the violently beating heart expressed uncontrollable anger all the time. Seeing Tulo's indifferent appearance, she couldn't help but want to vent it unscrupulously towards the other party.

Talo was also a little confused. He knew that Grace would probably be unhappy, and he really didn't really care about her opinion, but if he told the truth, it would definitely make the atmosphere stiff, so he planned to perfunctory it a little, after all, it seemed to him It's not something important.

But Grace had such a huge reaction all of a sudden, and I don't know where the anger in her eyes came from.

"I also sincerely regard you as good children." Tulo sighed and tried to reply seriously.

"Little friend?" The anger in Grace's eyes gradually disappeared, and there was a little more self-deprecating meaning.

"Besides my parents and the old housekeeper who took care of me, you are already the people who have the best relationship with me." Tulo looked at Grace, who was emotionally ups and downs, and let her hold her collar tightly .

Because of his status as a time traveler, he has decades more experience than his peers, which is impossible in this world, and the way he treats his classmates is destined to have a big gap.

Tullow personally feels that a major prerequisite for two people to be truly friends is equality.

This kind of equivalence is not about age, origin, or wealth, but about the ability to interact in thought. Both parties really like to chat with each other, even if the scope of conversation is very narrow.

But in the class, there is no one who can reach this level for Tulo, and there may not be many in this world.

His attitude towards Grace and Wendini is that they are just two good children. If they need help, he doesn't mind lending a helping hand, and if he needs it, he will not be polite.

As for more emotions, he didn't know very well.

"What if I take on Fleur's affairs in the future and really start to seek the interests of Tails? What will you do?" Grace pulled the neckline that was clutched, and the tips of their noses were almost touching .

"Just do as you wish, it won't affect my opinion of you." Talo said casually.

"Then what if you become the Grand Duke of Tars in the future?" Grace continued to ask.

"If you succeed, you will become it. There are still more than six years to graduate. Why do you have to worry about things that will be so long in the future?" Talo said, his voice became softer and softer, because he saw Grace's Tears slowly fell from the eyes like a pool of clear water.

"Don't let the uncertain future swallow you now, we just need to be like the past, there is no need to think about what is there and what is not." Tulo comforted the other party softly, thinking that he had never had the opportunity to do it before. It feels a bit subtle to comfort girls.

"It's really arrogant..." Grace closed her eyes, and she didn't know who this comment was for.

With the other hand holding the Fool's card, she began to crazily lose magic power to the card, and her figure disappeared on the other side.

Tulo looked at the unsupported, slowly falling gray robe in front of him, shook his head, and waved his hand to disperse it. He also moved his mind, and went back to be his mother's pillow honestly.

……

After Grace returned to the present world, she threw the Fool's card out of the bed, and then hugged her legs tightly, tears streaming out of her eyes uncontrollably.

At this moment, she finally confirmed the emotion that she had been avoiding for a long time.

Recalling Talo's expression that hasn't changed much from the beginning to the end, and the thought that he doesn't care much about himself, his heart feels depressed for a while.

Tarlow's essence is extremely arrogant, and behind the arrogance lies a deep loneliness. He has never seen anyone look directly at him, and he should have understood these things.

The only thing he can really care about is the person who gave birth to him.

When Wentini's sister asked herself to read the script, she could blurt out that she couldn't imagine that he could fall in love with a girl.

But his indifference is always lingering, why is it impossible to control to care about this kind of thing.

After venting enough, Grace wiped her tears with the quilt, then obediently reached out from under the quilt, and took back the Fool's card that had fallen by the bed.

She looked at the beautiful cards, sniffed, thinking of her actions and words in the other shore, her heart was filled with great shame.

How should I face him tomorrow...

Obviously my father just said that we must learn to control ourselves!Grace oh Grace, how can you be so stupid!
She rolled around on the bed holding the Fool's card, the more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became.

In this cranky, sleepless night.

In the early morning of the bonfire festival, she combed her messy hair, thinking that after the meeting, as Tullow said, she must behave the same as usual.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her father and mother who were already well-dressed.

"Good morning." As soon as the words came out, Grace felt that her voice seemed a little hoarse, which seemed to be due to crying last night.

"My daughter, what happened?" Earl Iris asked with concern after seeing Grace's state. Her eyes were a little reddish, and her face was different from before. It was obvious that she had cried.

"Cough, nothing happened. It's just a sudden change of environment. Maybe I haven't gotten used to it yet, so I didn't sleep well." Grace also noticed her abnormality, tried her best to recover her daily state, and responded with a smile.

"If there is really something uncomfortable, I can go to Wanyou Street and invite a master who is good at healing magic." Earl Iris walked in front of her, bowed slightly and said.

"It's okay." Grace dodged her father's gaze a little, thinking about going to wash up as soon as possible.

After Grace went to the bathroom, Earl Iris looked at Madam Irina solemnly: "Our expectations are still too light."

(End of this chapter)