"Rod!"

Charles sat up in shock, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the old wooden wardrobe at the end of the bed that he had looked at for more than ten years, and then looked around, it was all very familiar and extremely familiar.

I've already returned home.

"Uh... It hurts so much..."

He rubbed his forehead and looked out the window, and saw that the sky was gray, as if it was dawn.

"I probably didn't get enough sleep so early—" he said to himself, and Charles wanted to fall asleep again.

"Ouch, my little master, it's not early, I've got my dinner ready. ”

The voice of the maid Helen came from outside the door, and she was so loud that she could hear it clearly through the door.

"Huh, dinner?"

Charles rubbed his eyes, looked at the dark sky outside the window again, and found that it was indeed darker than just now, it turned out that it was already night, and he slept until the sun went down.

"Little master, Miss is waiting for you downstairs, you come down quickly," Helen pushed the door in, and saw that Charles was still confused, and reminded repeatedly:

"Miss seems to be very upset, you should be careful, don't make her angry again. ”

"Oh, got it..."

Charles stretched and got out of bed with a headache.

After a brief wash, Charles tiptoed downstairs, and sure enough, he saw his mother Anna sitting at the table in the hall, covered with frost.

"Mom..."

"Eat first. Anna passed a spoon blankly.

"Oh..."

Charles lowered his head a little apprehensively, picked up the bowl of unknown paste in front of him, and sniffed it carefully, a strange smell came to his nose, sour, meaty...

Did I vomit in this bowl yesterday...

"Aunt Helen... This..."

"Little master, you must be hungry, drink more, it's not enough to have in the kitchen." ”

Helen didn't seem to see Charles's loveless expression, pulled out a chair and sat down:

"I heard that honey cures hangover, and I specially add a lot of honey to this porridge with meat sauce..."

No wonder it smells sour!

Charles looked at Helen desperately, and when he saw her expectant look, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his headache suddenly became more intense.

Wiping a handful of cold sweat that quietly crept up his forehead, he cautiously picked up the bowl and tasted it.

As soon as the porridge with honey sauce was eaten, Charles was immediately disgusted by the taste.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether this mouthful was from today or yesterday.

"Hmm

Oh, no, it's still too much like that... Vomit...

I endured the discomfort and quickly went into the toilet and vomited, and I didn't come back for a long time.

"Mom... You see me so miserable, don't be angry..."

Taking advantage of this moment, his face was a little pale, and Charles quickly pretended to be pitiful.

Sure enough, Anna couldn't see his sick appearance the most, although her face was still tight, but her eyes were already red:

"You kid, do you know how much trouble you've gotten into trouble?"

"Uh... I'm just going to go to Rhodes and ask for clarification..."Charles had a bitter face, he still had a little impression of yesterday's nonsense.

Anna frowned and said, "Nonsense, I heard your Aunt Leila say, the other party is the leader of the underworld, no matter how big your ability is, you can't hit the door at night." What if..."

Helen came in with a handful of hot towels from outside, and while handing it to Anna, she persuaded:

"Miss, isn't the little master good? It's okay, don't blame him. ”

"He's fine, but Sister Lyra is in trouble. ”

Anna got up and took the hot towel, walked over to Charles, leaned over and rubbed it vigorously on his pale little face.

Charles just sat honestly, letting Anna rub his face, looking embarrassed, but his heart couldn't help but warm.

In my memory, Anna wiped his face like this when he was very young.

It's as if after so many years, I'm still the babbling child.

Helen sat and watched Anna fiddling with Charles, and seemed a little envious:

"Miss, isn't she very good? I heard that she has beaten up other people's subordinates, and plans to open a branch in front of their homes. ”

When Charles heard this, he felt that something was wrong: "Open a branch? If my aunt wants to open a branch of Crimson Coral, she should also go to the East Outer Ring." ”

"Little master, I heard that the lion invited her to open a branch, and it was opened directly opposite their house. ”

Charles's pair of willow eyebrows were almost knotted, and he turned his head in disbelief and said, "Ha, the green lion has such a good heart?"

"Helen!" Anna glared at Helen and reached out to rub Charles's hair: "Charles, you have hurt your Aunt Lyla this time." ”

I only heard her frown slightly, sighed slightly, and continued:

"Your Aunt Laila said that she was invited to open a branch, but in fact, it was because she felt that she was at a loss and agreed to take care of the green lion for half a year. ”

"How can this be, how can my aunt agree!"

Charles was anxious, he knew the arrogance of this aunt.

The military even took out the position of commander of a different barracks, and they couldn't keep her, let alone watch the door?

"No, one person does things and one person is responsible, and I will go to watch the door!"

"Sit down for me! Your Aunt Lyra can't even persuade your uncle to decide things, she has always been very measured, but on your side, her own business is not finished, I will tell you one by one. ”

Anna pressed Charles's shoulder hard, and turned to Helen and said:

"Helen, go and get out what you received yesterday and today. ”

"This is coming~" Helen answered, and soon came back with two books and a stack of clothes.

Anna sat down next to Charles, took the book and handed it to him:

"These two books were sent by Gray, the president of the Royal Academy, yesterday afternoon, as a gift to congratulate you on your apprenticeship. ”

Charles looked at the two books in his hand, one new and one old, the new book is the latest edition of the textbook of the Royal Wizardry, it is heavy to start with, the material is of high quality, and although the craftsmanship is not as good as the paper of the previous society, it should also be very expensive.

The old one, which was light and weightless in comparison, was obviously a notebook-like notebook, but the name of the handwritten book on the cover made Charles feel extremely hot:

Elliott Gray, believe in yourself, you are the best ----- Fiona

The font is delicate and feminine, and it is obviously not Dean Gray's handwriting.

Charles flipped through his notes with a hint of confusion and curiosity.

The first dozen or so pages are still in Fiona's handwriting, densely filled with spell-building techniques and meditation tips, and even a little irregular graffiti.

But when I turned to the back, the handwriting suddenly became erect, and even the way of recording was very different.

This is probably Dean Gray's handwriting, it seems to be a man with a story...

Thinking like this, Charles couldn't help but see the resolute face with blue eyebrows in front of him, and suddenly felt that this notebook was even hotter:

"Why did Dean Gray give me... This?"

Helen put the remaining two pieces of clothing in front of Charles: "I don't know, the person who came didn't say it, only said that it was a gift for you." ”

Anna gently unfolded one of the garments and compared it to Charles:

"There is time to read the book, try on the clothes first, this is sent by your teacher, put it on and I will see, if it is not suitable for me, I will change it." ”

"Oh..."Charles was wearing a close-fitting shorts at this time, and when he took the clothes and stood up, he realized that it was a long robe.

"I've seen this robe, and it's really much more practical than the bloated robes on the market. Anna nodded as she watched Charles put on her robe.

Charles was putting on his robe to ask what was different, only to find that the robe had a clasp that fixed the joints.

He waved his hands curiously, and found that half of the sleeves of the robe were woven from stretch fabric of unknown material, which did not affect the stretch of his hands at all.

Looking down at the most obstructive skirt, it only covered the knee part, and then down to the ankle, all of which was stretchy fabric.

After being fixed by two hidden buttons at the ankles and knees, the loose trouser legs are formed, which is quite a bit of a kung fu suit.

"Well, if you don't look closely, you think it's really a robe. Hela watched Charles, who was bouncing up and running to the yard to try on clothes, and couldn't help but praise.

But after thinking about it, she blinked her eyes and said strangely:

"But wouldn't it be nice if you didn't want the robe to get in the way? Miss, you say yes, we're all there..."

Anna frowned, glared at Helen again, and interrupted: "It's different, the Orton Empire has a clear martial arts, and it emphasizes law over martial arts, and the status of mages is very high, so it can't be generalized." ”

"Mom, where is your hometown?" Charles asked, looking back as he kicked his legs in the courtyard.

Looking up at the quietly rising moon, Anna's eyebrows were hazy, and she sighed leisurely:

"It's a long way off..."