(Thanks to YH29 for the tip!Thank you!)

When Milton first met Charlotte, he didn't even think that this young man, who was not much older than him, was the master spellcaster.

A young man with short silver hair was sitting on the steps of a forest house, flipping a coin nimbly with the fingers of his left hand and pinching the pages of a book with his right index finger and thumb. The book looked like a magic item, most likely a spell book, but strangely, the young man looked at it more like he was dealing with a diary.

From time to time, he would wipe his nose and smirk shyly and happily, and from time to time he would blush, muttering something of unknown meaning like 'is there something wrong'.

By this time, it was nearly evening, and the light in the forest had become dim. A magic lamp lit up in the staircase in front of the villa, and Milton had heard that the mansion's own light source had the effect of banishing wild beasts.

He looked at the villa, which was a three-story bungalow, made entirely of wood, as it was said that the spell was cast from wood. Although there is no paint on the outside, the antique wood grain carries the tranquility and literature of thought. The lights were on inside, and Milton had heard that the villa had all kinds of amenities.

- What an extravagant spell!

Milton sighed with envy. The wild mage, who was bent on meeting the master, didn't notice one detail, and that was that Lolita muttered something to Elle, and then the two girls dragged Vivien to the end.

Lolita and Elle give their trademark wicked grins, and Vivien covers her mouth, waiting to see a good show.

Milton walked over to Charlotte and bowed. Charlotte, who was reading Sylvia's diary, covered the diary like a thief, coughed dryly twice and said without raising her head, "You're back?"

"Hello! My name is Milton. I was invited by the three mages to prepare a dinner for the masters here. Milton smiled flatteringly, "Are you the same brother of the three mage ladies?"

Charlotte looked up in shock, and to be honest, it made him a little flustered. It's not that Milton is how, but when he reads his intimate diary, he is seen by strangers, and he is a little embarrassed in his heart.

This is also the reason why he is too involved, obviously feeling the unfamiliar aura of magical energy, but because the aura of Vivian and the others is nearby, Charlotte subconsciously ignores it. Otherwise, Milton would not have been so stunned and embarrassed by Charlotte.

He froze and understood what was going on as soon as he saw the three girls snickering behind Milton.

"There are no masters here, and I don't need you to prepare dinner, and besides, I'm not their brother. Charlotte was annoyed, "And don't you think it's immoral to snoop on someone's privacy?"

Milton watched with trepidation as Charlotte picked up the strange book and turned to walk up the stairs. The wooden door of the villa slammed, and it seemed that he had completely annoyed the silver-haired youth.

"Hahaha......"

Lolita's bold sneer came from behind her, and Elle grinned weirdly and snickered with Vivien.

Milton blushed and looked at the three of them in confusion, his voice tinged with fear and flattery, "I did something stupid, I annoyed your senior brother. But I swear, I never snooped on his privacy. ”

"He's not, he's not, hahaha, he's not our senior brother at all!" Lolita laughed breathlessly, which made Milton's uneasiness even stronger.

"And who is he?" Milton's voice trembled, his expression desperate but with a hint of hope, as if he had vaguely guessed the possibility.

Lolita and Elle were still laughing, but Vivien covered her mouth with a smile and replied, "That's our teacher, and the master spellcaster here." ”

Milton felt that his eyes were dark, and he fell directly into the abyss of despair.

The four of them sat around the living room oven, while Milton busily flipped the rabbit and sprinkled it with fragrant condiments.

As the wild master said, his cooking, especially barbecue skills, was very exquisite, and won the praise of Charlotte's master and apprentice. Milton was sweating profusely, and he did his best to please him, not daring to slack off for a moment. So far, he has not tasted any of the roast rabbits, roast chickens, mushrooms, green leaves, etc.

"Take a break. "Charlotte can't stand it anymore, it's not as simple as she imagined to serve Elle and Lolita, two foodies.

His anger comes and goes as fast as it comes. After all, Milton was not to blame for that, and he knew that Milton had not seen the contents of Sylvia's diary at all, and that it was all just anger from his own shame.

Charlotte pointed to the wicker chair over there, motioned for Milton to sit down, and ordered Lolita to bring Milton a drink.

"You said your name was Milton and you were a wild mage?"

"Yes. Milton wiped the sweat from his forehead and signaled that he didn't need to rest, "I used to wander with my teacher, I have been studying spells for ten years, I am twenty years old this year, and I arrived at the Third Ring a while ago. ”

When he said this, his face was mixed with a complex look of inferiority complex and pride. The inferiority complex is due to the fact that the strength of the wild mage is very different from that of the orthodox faction mage, and it is proud that few wild mages can reach the third ring at the age of twenty.

In other words, except for a few lucky ones, the vast majority of wild mages do not exceed the four rings in their lifetime. No, in fact, even if the statistics cover the entire group of mages, the number of high-level mages who can reach the Five Rings is less than one percent compared to the huge base.

- This guy has a lot of talent.

Charlotte made the above assessment from the bottom of her heart.

Before that, Vivien and Lolita had said some kind things about him, and if it wasn't an exaggeration, Milton's talent was among the best even in Icewind Castle. Definitely more than Vivien and Lolita, Charlotte understands that the talents of her two disciples can only be regarded as mid-to-upper at best.

But the way of spells isn't just about talent.

"You've got a lot of talent. Charlotte didn't shy away from saying, "But to be honest, the inheritance of the Wild Mage is too messy and missing, which is not very good for your future development." ”

"I know!" Milton looked excited and eager, "so please give me a chance, I want to learn spells from your side." Of course, I'm not delusional about being your disciple, I just want to learn from your Master Tower. ”

"Oh? Why?"

"W-what? I'm sorry, Master, I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

"I mean, why do you want to learn magic?" asked Charlotte.

The question left Milton in confusion, and he froze, muttering about an answer, but not speaking.

Why study magic, the question he never thought about. Milton subconsciously looked at Vivien and Lolita, only to find that the two girls were also frowning and thinking, it seemed that this question was a temporary question from the master.

Milton decided to go straight to the point, asking tentatively, "...... Will it matter if I can enter your mage tower and serve you?"

Instead, Charlotte was stunned. The mage was stunned, then laughed, he thought this Milton was really interesting. Generally speaking, no fool would ask such a direct question.

"No, it won't. "I'm just curious, but other than that, I'd like to hear your story." You see, I can't be ignorant of the first follower of my Mage Tower. ”