The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

"At this stage, it may be a little painful for you."

"How much pain?"

"This is..."

Teacher Meera thought for a while, and said vividly:

"Actually, it's not too painful. Compared with your previous one, it's just the difference between giving birth to one baby and giving birth to septuplets."

No, no!

This difference can be big!

Giving birth to one child already made him want to die, and the septuplets are not yet...

"Hey boy, take it easy."

Seeing Mu En's gradually pale face, Teacher Mei La leaned over and hugged Mu En's head like a gentle big sister, while dragging him to the not only when will it be ready, surrounded by all kinds of knives and awls. On the operating table of the son, he said softly:

"Think about it better, when the alchemy core is completely integrated with you, the benefit is not only connected to the eternal clock, at that time, it will become your real organ-like existence.

It is no different from having seven extra kidneys in your body.

That's seven more kidneys! "

Teacher Mela turned her head and said to Mu En meaningfully:

"How do you say that? If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. If you want to open a harem, how can you avoid being stabbed a few times?"

[WEB] 57. Only hard work... (Da Zhang, three in one)

"Boy, you are about to start learning magic."

After the transformation was completed, Teacher Meera changed into a white coat with bare legs that had no soul at all, and said to Mu En, who was lying on the cold operating table, motionless like a zombie ideal salted fish.

"magic……?"

After a long time, Mu En raised his head blankly, his face was full of numbness as if he had given up treatment.

But gradually, as if some switch was turned on, the light in his eyes lit up again.

"magic?"

Mu En sat up in a jerk, but immediately rolled all over the floor in pain, but even so, he raised his head and looked at Teacher Meera excitedly.

"Can I learn magic?"

He has not forgotten that the purpose of his hard work when he first came to this academy was to learn powerful magic!

Although the goal of dividing the power of the Withered King is gone, which hunk can refuse powerful and brilliant magic?

What is art?

Art is a blast!

And only magic can bring the ultimate explosion!

"Well... To be precise, you want to learn the precise manipulation of magic power."

Ms. Mela said:

"I told you before that basic knowledge of magic is necessary, because when there is more than one alchemy core, the output and input paths of magic power will be many times more complicated. If the manipulation of magic power is not precise, it is easy to lose control of yourself, and you will lose a thousand miles with just a few strokes."

"How do I feel that you are connoting something?"

The corner of Mu En's mouth twitched, but immediately, his expression became tense, and he asked seriously:

"So, what about the powerful, awesome, and cool magic that I want to learn?"

"... Well, about this... the current situation of your Campbell's family, I also heard from that kid Prang. I didn't believe it before, so I also touched your talent before..."

Teacher Meera's eyes drifted, and she said:

"Learn, you can still learn, but..."

"but?"

"But... I suggest that you treat learning powerful magic as a hobby."

"Hobby?"

Mu En was taken aback.

Again stupefied.

Stunned and stunned?

What does hobby mean?

Meaning... don't let me get too hung up on results?

That is to say...

"The genes of the Campbell family are really terrifying, to the point where you can't do anything about it, Mr. Meera?"

Mu En came to her senses, covered her face, and burst into tears.

"You can't say that, if I want to, I can make you a truth-level great magician casually, but..."

Teacher Mei La stared into Mu En's eyes and said seriously:

"Are you really willing to give up everything you have worked hard to get now, and focus on magic?"

"..."

Mu En was stunned.

Will he?

Of course he didn't want to.

After all, he has traveled so far on this road now, how could he change lanes at will and drive into the unknown?

For magic, he just longed for it, nothing more.

"Although I admit that some people talk about my destiny all day long, it does exist, but blindly defying some predestined things, in my opinion, is stupid, very stupid."

"Those who often say this often have wider and more paths and choices than ordinary people, so they dismiss ordinary people's retreat and compromise."

Teacher Mei La patted Mu En on the shoulder and comforted her:

"But don't be too sad. The Campbell family's genes that don't understand magic have been exchanged for your exceptional talent in the physical body. Otherwise, you will be trampled by me... I have trained you for so long, and you will not be able to bear it long ago."

"...Okay, okay."

Mu En smiled wryly, and quickly accepted the reality.

In fact, he has nothing to be dissatisfied with, thinking that the current him is no longer what he used to be, unable to find a specific goal, rushing like a headless chicken in order to survive.

Now that you have embarked on this road, you can only go all the way to the end with all your strength.

For this, he has always been very grateful to Teacher Meila.

"Also, don't underestimate the basic manipulation of magic power. For you, it will take a lot of time and effort to learn." Teacher Meera added.

"That……"

Mu En looks forward to it...

"Dont look at me."

Teacher Meera ruthlessly refused:

"The most basic things that will be taught in class, learn by yourself. I don't have so much free time to teach you everything myself."

"Oh."

Mu En responded, and obediently lay back in the sea of ​​flowers.

A breeze blows from nowhere, and the pleasant scent of flowers floods into my mind.

Today, the sea of ​​flowers seems to be full of different flowers again, which is different and pleasant.

Mu En stared blankly at the false blue sky, lost in thought.

Magic or not is actually a trivial matter, the most important thing now is...

"Holy City..."

In the end, he was still involuntarily drawn into the vortex of fate.

Leaving the academy, leaving Bellerand, leaving the shelter of Teacher Meera, and heading to the holy city where even his status as the son of the duke was useless.

This should never have appeared in his plan, and it was absolutely contrary to the future he longed for.

Can……

When he really decided to step into it...

Instead, he wasn't as flustered as he had imagined.

"I've already gotten used to it."

Mu En suddenly felt a little emotional, he raised a hand, grabbed nothingness, and then clenched it suddenly.

"Then, as usual, before the tide of fate arrives, make more preparations."

……

The tide is still approaching, but Mu En's life has calmed down again.

However, after devoting himself to the preparation and study, the leisure he dreamed of was far away from him.

Magic manipulation method.

Inscription of the Alchemy Matrix.

skill learning.

Become stronger.

and upcoming trips.

Before he knew it, there was a lot of pressure on him again.

only……

As said before.

He has long been used to these things.

Just keep going at the same pace as before.

So Mu En got busy again.

It was as if he had returned to the time when he was sprinting for excellent results for the task of Teacher Mei La.

Like a machine, it rotates continuously between black books, classrooms, cafeterias, sea of ​​flowers and dormitories.

This time there is no senior.

However, amid all the busy schedules, he also had different pastimes.

That's Lia's musical performance.

This is one of the few moments of his day when he can relax.

……

"Huh? How did you fall asleep?"

In the mist, Li Ya seemed to hear Mu En's voice.

Then, I felt my cheek being pinched by something.

Liya woke up suddenly, and looked at Mu En who stretched out her fingers awkwardly, and blushed for a moment:

"You, you rascal, what are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, you are so cute, so I accidentally..."

"What's so cute, you villain, have you finally shown your true colors?"

Seeing Liya who skillfully hid behind the tree in an instant, only showing half of her head and staring at her vigilantly, Mu En wanted to slap herself.