7. Grandfather's conversation
PS: I've been working on course design for the past two days, so I stopped. In addition, I have to take time to code the night sky and its extras, so I will occasionally break for a day, but I will try to keep it as fast as possible.
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Purple said calmly.
There was no fluke of obedience to Youzhu, and there was no comfort, just simply answering her question.
The sunlight that slipped through the gaps in the leaves, behind Youzhu, set off her sad expression, forming a fairytale-like background.
Looking up at Youzhu, who was no longer indifferent, Zi's expression was quiet and calm.
It's just that when he wrote the note last night, he thought of this result, so he wrote it directly, as a reminder, and there was no other intention, not even the reason to attract Youzhu's attention.
Purple doesn't know if Youzhu already knows the facts, but based on Youzhu's father's deep fatherly love for his daughter, it is natural to infer that Youzhu may be concealed.
Of course, Youzhu's sadness is naturally unavoidable, but it is also unavoidable.
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"Even though my grandfather won't let me learn magic, I'm still okay with that judgment, Miss Kuenji."
Under Youzhu's gaze, Purple once again affirmed the answer.
It is not difficult for magicians to see through the physical condition of ordinary people, although Purple can't do magic, but as a member of the Aozaki family, it is understandable that there are some peculiarities.
And come to think of it, it is impossible for Youzhu to be unaware, even if she may not have embarked on the road of a witch yet, but she will not be as innocent and ignorant as a girl of the same age, after all, since birth, it has already been an "abnormal", more, I still don't want to think about it carefully.
Youzhu's tightly pursed lips finally moved slowly.
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Purple's actions don't make any sense, and even arouse her disgust, and she wants to know why.
"With more time, I can leave the most memorable memories before my father becomes a Buddha, instead of leaving eternal regrets in a hurry."
Of course, this is just a fleeting thought, and the most important thing is just to think of it, so I just sue her, and there is no other intention.
Youzhu is still a little girl, don't be too cruel to her, warm comfort can at least make her feel a little better.
Youzhu closed her eyes, her face suddenly darkened, and her body trembled slightly.
No more verification.
She didn't fully understand what Zi meant, but one thing was for sure, her father was about to say goodbye to her forever.
Just like my mother.
Just like those who lie in the coffin, they will never open their eyes again and take care of her gently.
It was as if the whole body had been drained of strength.
She wanted to cry, but she didn't know why she couldn't shed tears, so she could only hang her neck quietly.
Purple stood up against the tree, gently put down the goose-yellow paper crane on the fallen leaves, and left Youzhu's side in silence.
Mr. Kuenji should have explained to his grandfather about the matter of Yuzhu, and judging from the fact that the Kuenji Mansion would later become the central fulcrum for the management of the magic power barrier in Misaki City, Yuzhu was an object that could be used by his grandfather.
The whole body is covered with magic engraved beads, with extremely powerful magic power and complete inheritance knowledge, great potential, and most importantly, there is no too much involvement with the magic association and the church, and it is a trustworthy object.
It's the writer's family, even though it's also a world friend.,But my grandfather wouldn't entrust the fulcrum to the writer's family.ă
The next thing is to wait for a response, and even if Youzhu refuses, a message will come.
But in general, this apprenticeship operation is generally a very failure, from a normal point of view, it is not even an apprenticeship but a feud, but there is nothing to regret, and the tactful words may be thrown away as garbage after reading it...... Purple assessed the actions of He Cai last night, and went along the mountain path to find a place to practice the magic eye.
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The wait was unexpectedly long.
A month has passed
Since the father and daughter of Jiuyuan Temple returned to the city, they have resumed their daily life.
Qingzi continued to be full of majesty in the class, and successfully suppressed the bullying of girls and the weak atmosphere several times, and when the skill talent page of the labor skills class could not be opened, Qingzi had to count all the talent points in the main class, so he soon became a good cadre and a good student in the eyes of the teacher.
And not only himself, Qingzi is also extremely concerned about the grades of his classmates, and he also carefully supervises the work of the class committee, and even the books managed by Zi have been checked several times, and Zi feels that if there is no student union in the elementary school, Qingzi would have been promoted to president a long time ago.
However, Zi's grades did not fall as Qingzi thought, but he was ranked in the forefront of the grade, and even faintly had a tendency to dominate the first, which made Qingzi a little psychologically unbalanced.
Maybe studying just needs Xiaozi to think so much?
Aoko occasionally comes up with the idea.
Zi didn't comfort Qingzi, that would be a bigger blow to the second sister, and then cause all kinds of discordant incidents, it is better to continue to exercise the magic eye with this time.
The cultivation method of the magic eye is not known to Zi at all, especially the magic eye of this illusion system, Zi is not even clear about the source, in the case of hiding from his family, he can only try to practice with small animals, anyway, there are all kinds of forests in the forest, and the area is also vast, of course, Zi will not be stupid to find overlord-level creatures such as bears and tigers.
Purple for the past six years...... Oh no, except for the unbearable time of babbling and lying in the crib, from the discovery of the magic eye, about a year of exploration, it only stayed at the point where it could disorient the birds and make the flower cat run wild, but the good thing is that the ability of the magic eye should belong to the superpower system, so it doesn't matter if there is no magic to activate, but purple has begun to gradually experiment with other applications, especially those that can be activated silently...... Hint.
Hints can affect the psychological factors of ordinary people, so that they unconsciously make corresponding actions, many magicians use related magic tricks when they are hidden, including artificial magic eyes also have this effect, this is not an advanced ability, but it is very practical and hidden, especially in school.
Zi Neng sensed that his magic eye was definitely more than that, but before it was developed, what could be used on the blade was a good ability.
His mind was also focused on the Magic Eye, so even if Youzhu didn't hear from him, that expectation did not turn into anxiety, but his grandfather summoned him to the workshop a month later.
"You want to learn magic?"
The magician, who lives in the cave, asks his grandson in a nonchalant tone.
"Yes." Purple replied with her head bowed.
In the face of her grandfather, Purple has always been a little talker.
"Want to mediate the little girls' fights? Or do you really have a zĂ i desire in your heart? Grandfather's voice was hoarse and old, but powerful.
"Because you are uneasy, you have to do your best."
The interesting answer is worthy of the appearance of the unpredicted appearance of providence. You can't get the inheritance of the witch, so you don't change your mind? â
The old man uncharacteristically asked a lot of questions, which was unbelievable to him in normal times.
"I want to knock on that door."
Purple's answer was steady and determined, and her figure was hazy in the dim light of the cavern.
"In that case, go ahead, you still have a chance to reverse yourself before you fully embark on that path." Grandfather ended the conversation and let Purple go.
"Thank you, grandfather."
In other words, before Purple really became a magician, the Aozaki family would still do their best to protect him, and the door would always be open for him.
But Purple's determination will not be shaken by this.
And not just for himself.
No matter how heterogeneous a magician is, what will never change is that no fist is always the last word.
From the bottom of her heart, Zi began to feel a trace of gratitude to Youzhu.