To be able to participate in the ball of the princess of Beirut, it is naturally a person with a noble status in the Zinael Empire, otherwise if you enter the ball, you will only feel bored and be laughed at. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, in other words, the enlightenment teacher of Dyce, this rather old and gray-haired magician, turned out to be one of the noble adults of the empire.

That's not what surprised Days the most, though. What surprised Deis the most was that the teacher said that his son was here, and that son was Mr. Thea.

How old is the teacher, and how old is Shia?

Days estimates that the age difference is at least 55 years old, right?! That's just "at least", I gave birth to a son at the age of 55, and now I'm 70 years old...... If you're 70 years old, your hair shouldn't be so white, so maybe you gave birth to Mr. Shia at the age of 65? Or Mr. Shia, who gave birth at the age of 70?

"Haha, little one, I know what you're thinking. At my level, my lifespan will be greatly extended. ”

Sure enough, it's cunning...... No, or should it be said that ginger is still old and spicy, and it's not right, there are countless people...... What's more, anyway-

"Teacher, you are really very intelligent."

The white-haired, white-bearded, gray-clothed old magician touched his beard and smiled slightly: "Little guy, you have grown up a lot, and you can pat my ass." I used to be a stupid boy who couldn't say anything, but now I'm slapping the horse and scolding the teacher. ”

"No, no." Days felt weak for a while.

"You kid, you're really scolding." The old magician laughed angrily and laughed.

It turned out that he was cheated......

Originally, when Days was still simple, he would not have encountered such a thing. But sometimes. Once people become complex, they will find that the original world and other people are also complicated.

In addition to wanting to know the age of the teacher. I want to know the age of my wife.

"That, why didn't you see my wife?"

The old magician looked at Days with a smile. I saw that Days was weak for a while.

"I didn't expect you, this kid, to grow up quickly, and you know how to speak tactfully."

Days understood what the teacher meant, of course, and he was embarrassed for a moment, and then laughed dryly.

"Your master is much younger than me, and she is still young and beautiful, and she will always be young and beautiful, because I am an alchemist."

"Alchemist?"

"An alchemist is someone who can turn cheap lead into gold."

"Then what does it have to do with being young and beautiful when you make gold?"

"Because successful alchemists can refine the medicine of eternal youth."

Days looked at the teacher in surprise.

The girls behind him also stopped discussing for a moment. Although "old age and decay" are still very far away from them, they all hope that they can freeze in the best years.

There is an urban story about a banker's daughter who was about to die, and a devil appeared and made a deal with him, or gave him permission to store "youth" with him, and he could use it to keep his daughter alive. So the banker started this "business" that was difficult to repay. When a young aristocratic girl heard the banker's introduction, she jokingly lent her youth to the banker. It's like a lot of girls. Because at that time, I suddenly became a year older, and no one could feel it at all.

When the aristocratic maiden was old, no one wanted to dance with her anymore. And no one wants to spend a good night with her. So she remembered an investment she had made at that time, and she wrote to the banker and booked it for a certain day. She wants to regain a day of "youth". As a result, she really changed back to the way she was that year on that day, so. When she was lonely, she would write letters to claim a day of youth. And youth is naturally limited, she left the last day and never dared to touch it again.

However, she met a young man she liked, and he said that he was willing to accompany her through the last day of her youth. She was intrigued and wrote a letter to the banker. When that day came, the man came to the noble lady's room at night. The room was a mess, full of beautiful long dresses and evening dresses. He saw the noble lady at the dresser, cold and in her hand a letter from a banker.

The banker said his daughter was finally gone, and the banker had no energy to continue the business. He could only express his guilt......

That noble lady was devastated by this news and passed away.

――From this story, we can see how important youth is to women. And what surprising news to hear today that alchemists can actually refine things that make people stay young forever.

The old magician smiled: "Don't be surprised, if this kind of thing can be refined all the time, it won't be wonderful." When you succeed in becoming an alchemist, you will gain a sage's heart, with a few dewdrops on it, which is what makes people immortal, and the sage's heart, even if you cut a little bit and put it in the lead, can turn the whole pot of lead into gold. My Sage's Dew has run out. If you become an alchemist, you can do the same, and keep the person you like forever young. ”

The old magician's words made all the girls' eyes turn to Dyce.

Dai Si thought for a moment and said, "Teacher, if this thing is so easy to succeed, there will not be so few alchemists in the world...... And then, if you can, why isn't Mr. Shia an alchemist? ”

"What a question! You've grown a lot, little one, hahaha. The old magician stroked his beard and did not continue to explain. I don't know if Dyce's words are right or wrong.

Although Dyce's words are very reasonable, the girls' eyes still linger on Dyce's body.

"Teacher, what were you doing just now?"

"Hah, I'm talking about what I've seen and heard on the road lately."

"Can you tell me about it?"

"Of course, when I'm older, my favorite thing is to chat."

"Everyone likes to listen to it so much, it must be a good story."

A man who looked like a butler walked over and bowed to Princess Beirut: "Your Highness Princess, dinner has been prepared." ”

Princess Beirut stood up and clapped her hands: "Alright, let's go and finish our meal first, and we can enjoy the meal at the table while listening to Mr. Zarif's story." ”

Everyone stood up and prepared to walk to the dining room, and Days saw Miss Amy wearing a suit of armor. She stayed by her sister Anna as if nothing had happened. She ignored Dyce's gaze - just like she had done with him before. (To be continued.) )

ps: The manuscript has been sent out a long time ago, and I have been working hard to catch up with the chapters for a while, and I am busy with work, so I am tired and have a common problem.

The story of this daily department is nearing its end, and there are only 100,000 words left at most. I want to write slowly in the rest of the chapters, write casually, and with a little flavor, just like the first season of "Orias School of Magic", at least not too badly.

Next, each chapter, about 2k words, I hope you understand.