Ed has long been accustomed to all kinds of "impatient" teachers. Icabold Beria was so sparing that he would most often throw him a book title, and it was up to him to get anything out of it, while Is, on the other hand, was simple and rude, never telling him "that's it" without explaining "why", and if he didn't understand, he could only blame himself for being stupid...... By contrast, the Raven was simply touching: her narrative was simple, well-organized, vivid and thorough, the runes and diagrams she had drawn on paper could be instantly bound into a book and used directly as a teaching material for the caster, and what she had initially taught was thoughtfully based on what Ed knew, and solved all of his problems almost without him asking questions.

It was a great loss for the Archmage Tower to lose her without knowing anything.

She finished analyzing the common parts between the mage and the priest in different ways of casting spells, and then extended the similarities between the whisperer and the whisperer: "Let's not find out where the power of each comes from, now that you have a glass of water, how can you use it to meet different needs?......"

Ed nodded his head frequently, but only in acknowledgement, gratitude and admiration were incomparably sincere, and he was able to understand everything she had taught more quickly than expected, which made the crow feel a sense of accomplishment at the same time...... It's a bit numb.

"You've always been like this...... To please the dragon?" she couldn't help but stab him in disgust, "to flatter him with your thick skin?"

Ed looked up at her calmly, not at all feeling that "flattering" or "flattering" was a word to be ashamed of: "I praise him because I think he's just that good, like now I think you're such a rare teacher...... Genuinely compliment others and express gratitude for their help, so that others will feel good...... Isn't that something that makes everybody happy? What's wrong?"

If you like it, you have to praise it vigorously, how natural!

The white crow was a little angry, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with him, so he simply threw away the pen willfully: "That's all for today! I'm tired and hungry...... Don't tell me this place is all about food made by spells!"

Ed was unsatisfied, but not forced. He carefully packed up the paper that had been laid on the floor and asked her, "What do you want to eat?...... Need you a more comfortable place to rest?"

Felicity used to live in a comfortable place, of course, but that was only for her – there was no separate bedroom in this lakeside building built for her, not even a bed. Felicity herself likes to be spacious and uninterrupted, and likes to lie down on the carpet and between the pillows on the floor, but not everyone is used to this.

It's a pity that the white crow obviously didn't appreciate his kindness.

"Are you comfortable letting me out of here, or are you not comfortable letting me stay here?" she squinted at him.

Ed's hand paused, a little distracted.

"So, are you really unable to get out of here, or do you not want to get out of here?" he asked rhetorically, in a way she was more accustomed to.

If you can't get her to let go of all your suspicions, give her a reason that she can accept...... Maybe it will be better to maintain this rare peace between each other.

"What if I say 'both'?" said the white crow leaned back lazily.

"Me too. Ed replied, "So, whether you want to stay here or find another room, I'm okay with that." ”

The lines between the crow's eyebrows twisted. She felt as if she had been circumvented, coaxed and perfunctory...... But he didn't feel any anger at it.

"Can you call the shots?" she changed her direction to get angry, warning herself that she must not lose her vigilance because the puppy in front of her seemed innocent and harmless, "Would that guy out there allow a woman like me to defile what he thinks is a holy place?"

“...... From the time he came in to the time he left, he did not complain about it. Ed said.

"Yes, Lord Freyche's grievances are never expressed in words," Raven smiled sharply, "and he only uses a sword. When I'm useless, what do you think he'll send me as a token of appreciation?"

"At most, he will send you back to Yuanzhi Valley. Ed picked up the last piece of paper and straightened it out, "You actually like it there, don't you?"

- If getting too close would make her uncomfortable, he could certainly take a step back.

He stood up when the white crow's face changed in annoyance, and bowed to her respectfully with the courtesy of a teacher: "The meat sausage of the Buluo family in the city is quite delicious, and I think there should be a ...... in the temple Can I come over tomorrow when the moon rises?"

After a few moments, he got an answer.

“...... I'm going to roast tender lamb chops!"

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Sean didn't really leave. He stood by the lake, looking at the flickering light on the surface of the lake, the electric light that passed from time to time, and there was no deep thought in the illuminated eyes, but a little tired and blank.

Yet even at this time, his shoulders did not collapse. When he noticed Ed's approach, the dazed moment immediately sank into his eyes.

"Are you sure that's okay?" he asked him, "that woman isn't easy. ”

"I know, but she did teach very useful things," replied Ed, "and, when you entered here, you asked me why Felicity had set up a defense here...... So, you don't know either, do you?"

Sean nodded slightly.

"I didn't pay attention to it before...... But when you think about it, this is not at all in line with Felicity's style. If she lived in it, of course there would be no need for any defense, and if she wasn't, there wouldn't be anything left here that needed to be so closely guarded, but that you didn't even know about, and she wouldn't bother to set any traps—more likely, it wasn't her at all. Ed's heart was beating a little fast, "If the crow insists on staying here, either she thinks it's safer this way, or she knows what is hidden here, and for either reason, it wouldn't hurt us to wait a few days, wouldn't it......?"

He knew that Sean wanted him to have his own judgment and decisions...... He also hoped that his judgment and decision would not disappoint Sean, but he remained uncontrollably uneasy, for the "maybe" he said was almost like some kind of questioning, even offending—the well-guarded temple of the god of water was not completely out of control, even when everyone was evacuated and occupied by Ante's soldiers...... Who could be the one who could avoid everyone's eyes and set up such a defense?

But Sean calmly accepted his advice: "Then wait and see." ”

Encouraging, Ed licked his lips and made another request in one go: "One more thing...... Need your help. ”