"What is this?" Ahri looked at Reginald sitting at the table, holding a goose feather tube in his hand, drawing beautiful lines on the white paper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It looks like the magic circle he has drawn, a complicated and strange feeling.

He sketched as if he were drawing, but it was only when the pattern was sketched that Ahri recognized the meaning. The meaning came to mind abruptly, without warning.

"Ah...... Raccoon dog? She read slowly as he finished his brushstrokes, and at the end of the sentence, her eyes lit up and pointed to herself. Is it my name? ”

"Huh? Do you know? Reginard looked at her.

She nodded at him, but shook her head, not knowing what to answer. "It's not like I know each other, it's just ...... I can know what it means when I write it. Perhaps, it's talent. ”

"I guess it's to facilitate the integration of human society." So far, Reginard said, he has discovered another talent in the little guy.

"Let's try?" He flipped his palm over and handed the quill to hers.

"Huh?"

"Write, write, read." He said, a gentle smile on his face that never seemed to fade.

Ahri grabbed the pen—a word that could have been more appropriate to describe her clumsy movements, though there was Riginard's handwriting, but even imitation was crooked, and the quill was so obedient and obedient in his hand that it was now in her hand as if it were completely out of control, and the tip of the pen was scurrying about, leaving behind a handwriting that looked like ants crawling.

Ahri puffed out her cheeks in frustration, but she heard Reginald in her ears already laughing.

"Hey, you're still laughing!" Ahri glanced at him dissatisfiedly, muttering hatefully, as if she were going to eat him clean. "Dead weak chicken!"

Reginard was unhurried, and the girl's anger reassured him, at least it showed that Ahri wasn't really angry, and he could continue to be unscrupulous.

He cleared his throat to get himself back to his senses, and he bent down and put his fingers on Ahri's hand.

Ahri was startled and subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but was held by the young magician. His fingers are very strong, but not rough, and the delicate and warm touch is very pleasant.

In fact, Reginald's heart also trembled, the magic power of this nine-tailed demon fox actually gave him an indescribable strange feeling, it was not that he had not been in such close contact with her magic before, but this time the feeling was ...... It's special. It seems that in the depths of the meridians where the magic runs, something is pulsating rhythmically in the depths.

Like ...... Some kind of magical vibe?

He put away his surprise for the time being, and slowly adjusted Ahri's hand holding the pen with his palm, helping her hold the quill in her hand, "Relax." Indeed, he said, Ahri's posture now appears too stiff. Three fingers are enough to control the nib. ”

He patiently taught Ahri for a long time, and she was finally able to learn a rough appearance with the pen in her hand, although it was ugly compared to his beautiful pen, but at least people could see that she wrote "Ahri".

Then Reginard took the pen again and wrote it on the paper, and the ease with which he put it away made Ahri feel a wave of admiration in his heart.

"Ah...... Glass? She read, looking at him strangely.

"After all, if it's called Ahri, the name seems too casual. If you want to write it, you can write it like this. Glass means glass. ”

"What's that?"

"It's a, a lot like crystal. Crystal clear, very pure feeling. Reginard described, little by little, with a sense that the head was the way. Do you like it? ”

What a beautiful word.

Ahri nodded hard at him.

"Alright, then, you can practice your name. It is the first step to integrate into human society, and it is also the most basic. I'll teach you more things later, but after I've dealt with all the annoying things, I'll make them think I'm mysteriously missing and missing, but I'm actually wandering around the world. A sly smile appeared on the young magician's face.

"yes, yes. That's it. Ahri laughed happily, and this smile seemed to slowly fade a kind of beauty into the air, "When the time comes, we will go together, and I want to go to the highest and farthest place in the sky." She kept her mouth shut, but she couldn't hide her smile, and her face was full of smiles.

"What are you going to do there?" Reginard asked her with a smile.

"Go there and see if the world will be a little different." She smiled sweetly, the strange thoughts in her head were really hard to guess.

"Alright, then, take a good rest, Ahri, you've been on the battlefield all this time, you should take a good rest."

"But......" she said, with reluctance on her face.

"I know, I'll be careful. I can't do without me on the battlefield. You take care of your spirits and continue to help me deal with the Noxians tomorrow, okay? He said, in a tone so soft that Ahri couldn't bear to refuse.

She let out a small "um" and lowered her head.

"In exchange, I'll lend you my room to sleep in." He said, "Have a good dream." ”

Ahri looked at the figure that disappeared behind the door, and the joy in her heart could not be calmed down for a while, but the loss was also very clear, two diametrically opposed feelings were entangled in the bottom of her heart, and she was very glad that he was finally gone, so that she could have time to sort out the trivial little happiness just now.

She chuckled and threw herself on the bed, and on the quilt and pillow, there was his breath everywhere, very similar to the breath of the spirit.

The smell that made her heart flutter.

However, in the corner of the room, a figure suddenly appeared, but the majesty exuded by the appearance of that figure made Ahri tremble all over.

It's her.

She still couldn't escape her, the creator of the mysterious power that transformed her from a fox into a half-human form...... Sindra.

"You...... You ......" she shrank back, her terrified over.

"You betrayed me?" The tone at the end of the sentence was slightly raised, as if it was a question, but it was a question with deep resentment, as if a bomb that could be detonated at any time was agitated in front of her.

No, she's even more terrible than that, and she knows too well how to torture her opponents.

The spiritual power began to turn over the river, and the soul seemed to be distorted by some powerful force, it was a kind of severe pain, a sharp pain that could not find the pain point, and there was no way to suppress it at all, so it could only be borne by force.

This power is devastating, because it is an irresistible oppression, and it is only her power - her power will bring fear to all who are weaker than her.

She is a nine-tailed demon fox, she can control the world with those demon pupils and charm all beings, but at this moment there is no way to fight her, and her world is slowly crumbling under this terrifying power.

The door suddenly opened, and the white-robed figure broke in in the flashing wind, and with a flip of the wand, it was held in his hand, and the head of the wand inlaid with red gems pointed straight to the figure in the corner.

"It's just a warning." The smile on Sindra's face didn't move. "Judgment is coming."

Sindra's figure vanished out of thin air, leaving only the shadow of the wardrobe on the wall.

It doesn't look like Syndra's magic, but this guy has a lot of helpers out of the way, and he's sure to be a tricky guy.

Reginad thought as he looked at Ahri in the room, her frightened look that made him feel the urge to stand up and protect her. "Are you alright?"

He asked.

Before the words fell, a warm delicate body suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Outside the door, a loud noise gathered and crowded in the direction of the city wall.