Dean's Office.

Merlin knocked on the door, and when the familiar voice in the door said "Please come in," he pushed the door open and walked in.

Cynthia, the "idler", did not pretend to sit at her desk and read her brother-in-law books today, but carried a shower and was watering a few potted plants in the office.

She is an elf in the end, this legendary transcendent race that all members are popping out of the fruit of the tree of life is one of the races most closely related to nature, among the many races bred by the earth, if the dragon is the eldest son of the earth, then the elf is the eldest daughter of the earth.

Cynthia is usually a bad stomach, her thoughts are always so unpredictable, she is a moody calamity witch, but only when she is tending to those flowers and plants, she will temporarily put aside those conspiracies and calculations, and devote herself to it, and only at this time will she appear quiet and gentle, just like a goddess incarnated by nature, beautiful with a maternal holiness.

Only Cynthia in this state can make people sigh with emotion, it turns out that this witch is really an elf.

Merlin walked in the door, and he stood there quietly watching this side of Cynthia that was almost never revealed to outsiders, and did not go up to disturb her, but chose to wait.

It's funny to say, the original owner was jealous when he was a child because Cynthia took care of those flowers and plants so carefully and gently, and in the eyes of the young original owner at the time, his sister had never treated him so gently, it must be that these flowers and plants robbed his sister of the gentleness that should have belonged to him.

Of course, for this reason, the original owner was not less beaten by Cynthia, this woman really loves flowers like life, even if her brother destroys her garden, she will be beaten.

Fortunately, it was only beaten, not directly turned into flower fertilizer like others.

These memories were inexplicably recalled in his mind, even if it was not Merlin's own memory, but he couldn't help but smile.

Memory is the cornerstone of the formation of a person's personality, Merlin has now absorbed so many memories of the original owner, after all, it is impossible to be affected at all, fortunately, from the current point of view, this subtle influence is not serious, and it only deepens his sense of identity with Merlin, as well as the closeness to Cynthia, Vialis and other people who are most familiar with the original owner.

This will allow Merlin's soul from another world to better integrate into this world, and it will also make him more and more comfortable when getting along with Cynthia, Vioris and others.

Hawkers,Anyway, it doesn't have much shadow on Merlin's master's personality.,At most, it's just that some of his inconsequential details such as his living habits will gradually drift to the original owner.,Overall,The benefits outweigh the disadvantages.。

"Yo, brother, it seems that you have really grown up a lot now, and you will have the patience to wait for me to finish watering the flowers."

While Merlin was still distracted, Cynthia had finished watering the potted plants, and she smiled at Merlin as she set the shower away.

Obviously, she also seemed to remember Merlin eating these flowers and herbs vinegar when she was a child, and Merlin would not have the patience to wait for her to finish watering in the past, but would directly interrupt her.

"No, I still don't like these flowers and plants, it's just that I suddenly feel that my sister will become different from usual when you serve these flowers and plants, and I feel quite new to my sister's gentle side of you."

Merlin shook his head, but there was nothing to hide, and he directly said what he really thought.

"Tsk, brother, what are you talking about, sister, haven't I always been gentle with you?"

Cynthia walked back to her desk, sat down again, and gave Merlin an annoyed look.

"It's not the same, okay, it's just that when I think of my sister having such a beautiful side but never showing it to me, I feel so angry, when will my sister be able to treat me half of these flowers and plants with tenderness, then I think I will be very happy."

Merlin subconsciously popped out of his mouth.

Hawkers, this is probably the resentment that the original owner has been hiding in his heart for many years but has never dared to say, but now Merlin has nothing to dare to say.

Cynthia: "......"

The half-elf witch obviously didn't expect her brother, who had always been quite shy, to suddenly be so bold today, she was stunned for a little for two seconds, and then her face was a little ruddy.

"Ahem.... Brother, did you come to me for anything this time? ”

Cynthia, who was a little unnatural by this sudden straight ball, began to change the topic and took the initiative to ask.

"Well, that's ......"

Merlin then spoke, telling Cynthia about the previous investigation and the possibility that the cult might attack Aldrich's students.

"yes, yes, I see."

In such a moment, Cynthia had recovered quickly, but it was obvious that she was in a pretty good mood now.

"Aldrich Academy is not something that anyone dares to offend, this is a holy place for scholars, and provoking the Academy is tantamount to provoking the entire academic profession, that is, it is equivalent to challenging the authority of the Hall of Truth."

"For the academy, students are everything, this is also the bottom line of scholars, once anyone really doesn't take a long time to attack the students of the academy, then this is an undying vendetta of the dead, with the connections of the Hall of Truth, then it is almost possible to directly sentence the perpetrator to death."

Cynthia naturally didn't take the threat of a cult in her eyes, and she explained to Merlin without being nervous.

And what she said is indeed the truth, as a pure scholarly organization, the Temple of Truth, which is always in a neutral position, has almost no direct conflict of interests with any force, on the contrary, the major organizations often have requests for the Temple of Truth, not to mention the wizarding association that is so good as the Temple of Truth that it can almost wear the same pants, and other major transcendent organizations, such as the Templar Church, the Eternal Pure Land, the Holy Dragon Alliance, the Golden Path, the Paradise of Thorns, etc., almost all owe the Temple of Truth favors.

Even because some scholars like to study forbidden knowledge, even some large cults or killer organizations, such as Burning Dawn, Eternal Dark Sanctuary, Brotherhood of Shadows, etc., have been guided by scholars.

Once the Hall of Truth is really angry, it is no exaggeration to say that the guy who died will be directly blacklisted by most of the mysterious side, and no matter how he goes to heaven and earth, it will be useless, in order to sell the Temple of Truth a face, then the black and white may even temporarily give up their grievances and cooperate to kill this guy who has no eyesight and knowledge.

Therefore, on the mysterious side, as long as there is a little common sense, no one will do this kind of big death.

"I also know this, but I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, every year there are countless new cults, and the vast majority of them are made by ordinary people who swell up after accidentally getting a certain seal, this kind of half-baked cult often doesn't understand anything about the rules, so they dare to do anything, and this has to be guarded against."

Merlin shook his head, reminding Cynthia.

After all, Cynthia is standing too high, and a big guy like her will often ignore those "good fortune" who are not even ants to them, while Merlin, who has never jumped out of the perspective of ordinary people, will not make such a mistake.

Cynthia glanced at Merlin, who was serious, in fact, she had already thought of this possibility, but she was too lazy to care.

She is a witch of calamity, not a merciful mother, the life and death of those ordinary people does not mean much in her eyes, after all, do you care about the death and life of the ants under your feet?

Generally, high-level wizards can no longer be regarded as humans, wizards and humans are basically two species, not to mention a sage like Cynthia who stands at the apex of wizards.

If she could, Cynthia would love to see the ignorant and fearless cult really stupidly attack the school students, because then they would be able to get the most out of the wrath of the Temple of Truth in order to sell their favors to the Temple of Truth or something.

This looks cold-blooded and ruthless, but the reality is so cruel that even the most closely related wizarding associations and the Hall of Truth cannot really be uncalculated, after all, wizards are wizards, and scholars are all human beings, and the species are different, how can there be real friendship.

The powerful wizards on high only care about the true scholars who can help them, and as for the life or death of the disciples' apprentices, it is not what the wizards care about.

"Alas, my brother is still too tender."

Looking at Merlin, who was genuinely worried about the safety of those students, Cynthia sighed in her heart.

Obviously, what beats in his chest is the heart of a demon king, but why hasn't this stupid brother's humanity been lost much after so many years, human nature is a weakness for wizards.

Forget it, as her Cynthia's younger brother, these are small problems, and today she is in a good mood, so let's give my brother a face.

"Okay, I'll talk to the old headmaster later, if you can give my sister a little motivation in the evening."

Cynthia pretended to be persuaded by Merlin, and then she licked her lips again, her turquoise eyes blinking, and her eyes hinted at charm and seduction.

Merlin: "......."

"Okay, I'll give you all the little cakes for the evening."

Recalling that the cake was prepared in the morning in the castle, and that it was originally going to be kept for supper, Merlin's face sank, and he couldn't bear to cut his love.

"Hehe, deal, brother, you can go to class with confidence, and leave the rest to my sister."

Cynthia, who successfully blackmailed a sum of money, said happily.