Master Tongtian

Although Thrandis's symptoms were strange, they did not threaten Rosen's personal safety, nor did they affect his learning of spells.

Therefore, it is just a matter of seeing the trick.

"Teacher, this is the painting I promised you. Do you think you should move it upstairs now?"

"Oh~ Rosen, my dear apprentice, you are really a gentleman who keeps your promises. Come on, come on, move it up quickly and hang it on the wall."

Thrandis was like a little girl, jumping up and down to lead the way.

When he came to the second floor again, Rosen had lost the anxiety of yesterday. When he followed Thrandis's guidance and moved the painting to the wooden bed, he discovered some details that he had not noticed yesterday.

It turns out that there is a small door hidden on the wall to the right of the wooden bed. Because of the angle, you can't find it unless you look carefully.

The small door was closed tightly, and the situation inside could not be seen, but the door handle was polished very brightly, and the color of the floor under the door was lighter than other places, indicating that people often came in and out here.

‘What’s in it? ’

Rosen was curious, but this was Thrandis's house after all. Since the owner didn't take the initiative to explain, it was naturally difficult for him to delve deeper.

Thrandis seemed completely unaware of Rosen's slight trance.

She was still very excited: "Hang it here, hang it here, ah, wait a minute, lift the cloth, and let me see how the painting looks."

The moment he opened the curtain and saw the picture clearly, Thrandis couldn't help but cover his mouth and let out a low cry.

"Is this really me? I didn't expect that I look so beautiful~~"

Her face was flushed and her eyes were strangely shining. She looked at the painting for a while, then suddenly turned around and grabbed Rosen's hand tightly, her face full of excitement.

"My dear apprentice, you have a pair of eyes that are good at capturing beauty."

"Your painting made me understand myself again. I never thought that my body could be so beautiful~ What a pity."

As she spoke, her eyes suddenly dimmed, and her tone also became lower.

"It's a pity that I am a mortal after all. Time flies like an arrow. Soon, the bird of youth will fly away from my shoulders."

"When youth passes away, the compact and smooth skin will gradually become loose and full of wrinkles, and the chest will become shriveled and turned into two dry bags."

"My clear eyes will become cloudy and sallow, my body will become bloated, I will become ugly, and in the end, life will leave me."

"I will be buried in the dark and damp underground, letting rats and insects eat my remains."

While talking almost like a dream, Thrandis became very depressed, exuding a desolate and lonely atmosphere.

"Yeah, life is short."

Rosen's voice rang in the room, full of emotion.

A hint of surprise flashed in Thrandis's eyes.

"Little apprentice, the bird of youth has just landed on your shoulder, and your life has not yet fully blossomed. How can you feel such a sigh?"

Rosen has experienced it in his previous life, so of course it cannot be said, but although this life is short, he has witnessed the withering of many lives.

He sighed: "There are many things in the world that you can experience without having to experience them yourself."

"I have seen flower buds that died midway, I have seen flowers that were trampled when they were in full bloom, and I have even seen the desolate appearance of flowers after they wither."

"Everyone in this world loves beauty. A beautiful face and a strong body are everyone's favorite things."

"Watching your own treasure slipping away from your fingers without being able to change it will naturally make you feel sad."

Thrandis was stunned and looked at Rosen steadily.

After looking at it for a long time, the stagnant eyes became active again, but a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of the eye.

"My dear apprentice, you are so smart, your future achievements will surely shine in the Golden Land."

These words brought Rosen out of his sad mood.

He smiled and said: "Teacher, what you said is too exaggerated. In fact, everyone will have similar feelings, but I expressed them more clearly."

He saw a protruding wooden strip nailed to the wooden wall behind the bed. He guessed that it was for the painting, so he lifted the painting and put it on it.

"Teacher, is it okay to put it in this position?"

"Well, a little further to the left, yes, that's it. Here~ I'll give you a nail, but make sure it's fixed. I don't want my head to be smashed in the middle of the night."

After hanging the painting, Thrandis stopped at the bedside to admire it, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

It wasn't until Rosen reminded her that she came to her senses and followed him to the first floor for dinner.

"Hmm~ My dear apprentice, the lunch tastes good, but compared to the food you cooked with your own hands, it lacks a little bit of care in it."

Rosen thought to himself: "Why don't you tell me not to bother yourself, but you forgot about it after only a few hours."

Of course you can't show it, you can only guarantee it.

"Teacher, please forgive my negligence, I will cook with my own hands from now on."

"Hmm~ It turns out that father loves his daughter the most."

After saying that, Thrandis actually stood up, crossed the dining table, and kissed Rosen lightly on the lips.

"This is a little reward from a daughter to her father."

Rosen was quite speechless: "Mentor, even if it is to express intimacy, a daughter should not kiss her father on the lips, but on the forehead."

Thrandis blinked: "But we are not really father and daughter. And as a mentor, there is nothing wrong with me kissing my disciple out of my inner love."

Rosen was overwhelmed by her and could only bury his head in silence and gnaw on the bread.

After filling his stomach, Rosen cleared away the dishes as usual.

Thrandis stood nearby and watched, warning from time to time.

"Pay attention to using the mage's hand more often, and more importantly, as a creature of imagination, there is not only one mage's hand, but there can be two, three, or even countless ones."

Rosen's heart moved, and he immediately turned around and thanked: "I understand, mentor."

He immediately tried to imagine two mage hands. It was no problem, easy.

I continued to try three mage hands, but the result was a bit beyond the limit. One of them failed to hold it and immediately smashed a ceramic tea cup.

"Don't be discouraged. Failure is the mother of success. But you still have to pay attention. After all, I am not rich, mentor."

"I'll pay attention, mentor."

Rosen temporarily restored the state of his two mage hands, and decided to practice using stones as substitutes when he had free time.

"Oh, by the way, Rosen, remember to buy a new bathtub and bring it back later, and then boil some warm water. I have to take a bath in the afternoon."

Rosen thought it was bad.

He is penniless now, and the money from selling the paintings hasn't arrived yet, so why should he buy a new bathtub?

But there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there will definitely be a solution. If it doesn't work, just ask Harrick to borrow money.

Fortunately, Harrick is much more reliable than Chapollet.

These psychology will naturally not show up, because the weak are not qualified to be willful, and the strong can be wanton and unrestrained.

Therefore, there was only respect on his face.

"Yes, mentor, I have written it down."

"By the way, remember to buy me some new clothes. The teacher's dress is already worn out. It's really degrading to go out wearing such clothes."

"Yes, mentor, I have written it down."

"I forgot to mention it. Take advantage of the time to buy a bathtub and buy a screen so that you can create a separate shower room upstairs. It will be much warmer."

"Yes, mentor, I have written it down."

"Oh, and there are some dirty clothes upstairs that I changed. Remember to wash them."

"After the underwear is dried, it must be carefully baked with charcoal fire to drive away the disease. Outerwear must be carefully washed to prevent the cotton from pilling."

"Yes, mentor, I have written it down."

‘Ha~~~’

Thrandis yawned and stretched lazily.

"Well, my dear apprentice, mentor, I'm going to take a nap first. Wake me up when everything is ready."

"Yes, mentor."

She turned and went upstairs.

Rosen took a deep breath, suppressed the fucked up feeling in his heart, quickly washed the dishes, ran out the door, and rushed towards Harrick's hound home.

There were so many things that portraits were no longer enough to exchange for them, so we had to ask Harik to borrow money.

In front of the window on the second floor of Thrandis House, the beautiful girl with thick, fiery red hair was leaning on the window sill, watching Rosen fly away.

A serious female voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Alice! What a fool you are! You'll scare him away!"

The girl smiled softly.

"Anna, I see the burning passion for magic in his eyes. He will never give up his studies because of this trivial matter."

"I know you are exploring his character and abilities, and I agree with your idea, but you are too impatient. He is only a teenager, not our father."

"But didn't we agree? I decide my time, Anna."

"snort!"

"Want to stop fighting?"

"boring!"

"Okay, okay, sister, if you really feel sorry for him, then comfort him in your own time."

"No matter how you comfort me, I don't care."

"I really regret my decision!"

"Hehe~~"

Happy New Year today at three o'clock