A round of purple-red sun in a majestic posture, gradually above the horizon, spraying out thousands of rays of light, the sea surface rippling with purple and gold waves, the clouds are like a brocade forging, a little light sail is sailing towards the open sea, the faint sun envelops the city of Vermont, sending wisps of warmth to the residents who have just woken up. The semi-arc city wall is like a graceful geometric curve that zigzags along the northern coast to the east, turns a full arc, and then turns to the southwest in reverse, until it forms a perfect protective ring on the southern seaside tidal flats, firmly guarding the beautiful and busy blue sea channel.

The city gate had already been opened, and a large red flag decorated with the emblem of the Fei Wenlie family was flying high on the tower...... The white tulip was particularly dazzling. At the city gates, the mighty soldiers were meticulously completing the handover ceremony, the morning caravans had begun to enter and exit, a few squirrel-eyed idle people pretended to be attentive to some new-faced caravans, and some old merchants whispered to the men to keep an eye on the goods and money bags. Although there are not many people on the street, the owners of the workshops and shops have already opened their doors and are ready to start the day's business.

On the wharf, many ships have already left the port, but there are still some ships queuing up to load, and the stevedores who work early are already sweating profusely. Some tax officials held leather bags and covered their noses, carefully counting the goods in and out of this place full of sweat and the smell of sea. Shipowners and cargo owners either shouted at the workers not to damage the goods, or flattered the tax officials, hoping that they would show some mercy. On the training ground on the outskirts of the city, some attendants were bored with the reins of their horses. From time to time, his eyes looked at the training ground with envy. On the training ground, the trainee knights of the Knights, under the guidance of those serious knight instructors, have already begun training subjects such as equestrianism and swordsmanship...... In the whole city, only the nobles who had been partying all night were still lying in bed, sleeping.

This is what every morning in Vermont looks like.

The early morning of the Viscount's Mansion is never calm, and Eden, who has a very strict family education. Bell himself rarely attends such revelry banquets, and forbids his children to attend...... Fortunately, the children are still young, and although this kind of banquet is tempting, it is still within the controllable range.

Eden, who gets up early in the morning to practice martial arts. After throwing the sword to the family guards nearby, Bell took a thick towel and wiped the sweat from his head. A little further away from the training ground, there was a shouting sound. He turned his head to look at ...... It was the daughter, Hathaway, several of the bodyguards, and the dwarven girl. His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, threw the towel to the guard next to him, and turned back to his room.

Not for long. Eden who has finished breakfast. Bell was already sitting in his study. The combed hair looks meticulous. His face, which was as rigid as a marble sculpture, was full of determination, while his gaze was full of contradictions...... And the root of this contradiction is in the eldest daughter Hathaway.

Ever since she got back home...... Or rather, since she left the Kaha School of Magic. Trouble ensued, and although he was angry with several attacks and killings, he was also displeased with the unruliness of his eldest daughter. In his opinion, an aristocratic woman should have the demeanor of an aristocratic woman...... Dancing, music, painting, flirting with young aristocrats, even honestly learning magic is better than it is now. And now...... Eden. Bell's brow furrowed into a pimple, and he rubbed his hand on his temple in some pain, as if to relieve the pain of these troubles. A thousand mistakes, or her own fault, if she was raised and educated by her side since she was a child, maybe her personality will be softer.

"Taylor, Hathaway hasn't gotten up yet?" The cold tone couldn't suppress the irritation in his heart, and his sharp eyes fell on the butler who was standing aside without saying a word.

"My lord, the eldest lady was just frightened yesterday, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get up for a while." Taylor. Brower hung his head down, and his tone without any emotion made it feel like anything.

Eden. Bell let out a soft breath and said in a deep voice, "Go and wake her up and tell her I'm waiting for her here!" ”

……

In the Demon Spirit Hall, Hathaway was staring at a fist-sized fireball suspended in front of her...... This fireball was nearly three times smaller than a normal fireball, but its power was increased by four or five times, and it was still a level zero spell. In other words, the magic and mental power consumed to cast this spell are the same as before, but the power of the spell is increased by four or five times.

"With nearly 500 tests, it's pretty good to be able to have this result." The veteran appeared to the side, a little approving in his eyes, "Your mastery of spell models is amazing. ”

"That's because I learned geometry well, and even the teacher praised me for my super three-dimensional sense." Hathaway blurted out a little smugly.

"What is Geometry?" The veteran asked, confused.

Lost his word...... Hathaway rolled her eyes and said, "It's what we usually call all kinds of graphics, and this is the name of a subject that my unobtrusive teacher came up with." Veteran, do you think there is any possibility that this magic can be further improved? ”

This question effectively diverted the veteran's attention, and he pondered for a while, and said, "One of my teachers once said that the meaning of existence is to destroy, and you already know what the meaning of the improvement of the Dao is, and how to proceed. Then, whether it can be improved or not is only known to you. ”

Hathaway rolled her eyes and ignored the veteran, she had destroyed the original fireball spell model and rebuilt a new fireball spell model. Judging from the power of the increase, this spell can even be equivalent to the power of the third or fourth level spells, and if it is known by some other magicians, it will definitely be eye-catching, because this new spell is derived and improved, and only high-level masters can complete it.

Hathaway, however, was not satisfied. Because her spell was also completed with reference to the experience of some predecessors behind the spellbook, but it was improved in terms of derivation speed and power, which did not meet her expectations.

"It can be compressed to the size of a fist, but can it be compressed to the size of a bullet?"

"If you want to increase its speed, can you owe the wind attribute spell model?"

"If you change the shape of the fireball to the shape of a bullet, can you reduce the drag?"

"Explosion...... The Fire Burst is a Level 3 spell, so what if you let it explode, and the impact of the explosion is no less powerful than the Fire Blast? ”

Thoughts came to her mind, and after constructing a new fireball technique, she wanted to turn it into reality according to her own ideas.

Easier said than done, but when it really came to work, it wasn't like that at all, with a sound of explosions, Hathaway's virtual spell model kept collapsing, and even veterans felt that she was a little whimsical.

Suddenly, the veteran who had been monitoring her room said, "Hathaway, you should go back, there's a knock on the door." ”

"Well, I know it." Hathaway left the fairy garden a little tired...... The construction of the new spell just now, there is not too much loss of power, but in order to try various spell models, she has deduced more than a dozen spell models, although there is a magic hall as a practice place, but the loss of mental power is still obvious, and her face is a little arrested.

When Hathaway walked into Eden. When Bell was in his study, she saw a very stern face, she didn't have a good impression of this man who was her father by blood, and even when she saw that the other party was troubled because of herself, Hathaway would have an inexplicable pleasure.

Ten years, no matter what the reason, abandoning his daughter and ignoring it is an irresponsible performance and an unforgivable act. If she sacrificed her daughter's rights and happiness in exchange for the safety of the family, she found it even more incomprehensible...... Maybe the real Hathaway will feel the majesty of her father when facing him, but this is useless to the current Hathaway, she has nothing to fear.

"Father, why don't you sleep a little longer when you wake up so early?" Hathaway's expression seemed strange, and her tone was full of surprise. This makes Eden. Bell was very displeased, but thinking of the topic he wanted to talk to the other party, he didn't want to be hooked by the other party, he needed time to communicate with the other party.

"Hathaway, sit down, I have something to talk to you about."

Eden. Bell's mind flashed a woman's pale, beautiful face, and his heart suddenly softened, he slowed down his tone and looked at Hathaway's eyebrows: "What's going on on your forehead?" ”

"It's just a magic mark."

Hathaway rubbed her hand lightly on the Fire Spirit Mark and sat down on the same chair she had come in last time, "Father, you called me over so early, what do you have to order?" ”

"You were frightened yesterday, and now you're fine, right?" Eden. Bell asked with concern.

"It's nothing, and it's not the first time." Hathaway replied indifferently.

"Do you have any plans for the future?" Eden. Bell did act like a loving father this time, so much so that Hathaway wondered if the one in front of her was stimulated by something, or if she was under the influence of some illusion.

After a long while, she replied: "I have no plans, when the title and fief are down, I will leave the Viscount's Mansion and no longer cause you any trouble." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

Eden. Bell's voice suddenly raised, and after seeing Hathaway's surprised gaze, he quickly suppressed it again, and said in a deep voice: "Hathaway, running a territory is not the same thing as running a manor, after your mother passed away, the situation in the territory is very different, you are a girl, you can't manage it." ”

"What about my father's advice?" Hathaway asked quietly. (To be continued......)