Monster?

Who are you talking about?

Tonatiu walked into the living room.

Huge living room, furnished in a cosy and comfortable living room.

Tonatiu saw Modra, who seemed to be surprised when she came in.

Next to the sofa is the cradle of her daughter Maisley, whose loyal dog Etiyes guards her as always.

The little star Stella Goussa had an outsider look, far away, reading a book in the corner.

The troll twin girls, Gina and Anna, have the expression that they have done something wrong, and they are uneasy to stand behind Modra.

Besides.

In the living room, there was a strange middle-aged human man who Tonathiu didn't know.

This middle-aged human man, who should be considered not short in height among humans, wears a mage robe, but looks sturdy.

He had a beautiful beard that looked long and black, and it was almost down to his stomach.

At this moment, the middle-aged human man was with a serious expression, and he even looked a little angry and roared at Modra.

He stopped and looked at himself with an expression of disbelief as he saw himself come in.

"Modra." Tonatiu scratched his head, he had been lying down for too long last night, and there was a place on his head where his hair was a little curly.

The Troll King tried to smooth it down.

By the way, he asked Modra, "Can you tell me about this person's identity?" ”

It has been going on for several years, and he has become very proficient in the use of the human lingua franca.

In the morning, when playing God's Descent, Lothar could even make out the northerners' accents in his accent.

If you don't look at his appearance, the humans who hear his words will definitely think that he is a typical northern human man.

If you look at his appearance, then ...... In Internet terms on Earth, it's probably emmmmm.

Modra seemed a little embarrassed and a little worried, and she hesitated for a moment before she said:

"This is ......"

"He's the monster. The monster that kidnapped you, right? Before she could say anything, she was interrupted by a middle-aged man.

What he said was extremely unreasonable, and he was confronted with himself.

Tonatiu could hear the volcanic anger in his voice, his dark, thick, long beard curled up and down.

But Tonatiu was not happy.

This guy dares to say that, he still looks like a mage.

Tonatiu, who calls himself a mage-killer, will not be polite to him.

If it weren't for the fact that Modra didn't look right, he probably would have rushed up and made a move.

Even if Modra was blinking desperately at the moment, Tonatiu, who was familiar with all her habits, knew that she was telling herself to stop talking.

Tonatiu still didn't want to get used to the temper of the middle-aged mage, and the Troll King choked back:

"Say I'm a monster? How good are you? Mr. Human, your beard is so thick and long, I've never seen a human with a beard like yours. Are you bearded? Also, I was in love with Modra! It's not what you call abduction! We all already have the crystallization of love! ”

The human lingua franca of Tonatiu is spoken quickly and accurately, in the style of a Chinese host on the planet.

The middle-aged human mage on the opposite side seemed to be angry, he opened his mouth wide, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Tonatiu, who was addicted to his mouth, turned on the power of the system and looked at him:

[Antonidas: Twenty-second level legendary mage, slightly dangerous, hostile]

After seeing his identity, this time it was Tonatiu's turn to open his mouth and not know what to say.

It was actually Antonidas......

Tonatiu had heard Modra say to him more than once that she would not have gone to Dalaran if it had not been for Antonidas.

If she didn't go to Dalaran, then it would be difficult for her to become a mage, and it would be difficult for her to come to her side.

And she often said that her biggest reliance in Dalaran without relatives and no reason was that this mentor like a father had always supported her.

Modra thinks it may have something to do with her origins, as her status is the most ordinary among the master's apprentices.

The other apprentices, the worst of whom are also descendants of great nobles, or even simply descendants of the royal family.

Antonidas himself came from an ordinary background, and his ability to get ahead in Dalaran was due to his talent and hard work.

That's why he might treat Modra differently with the same ordinary background, the same talent, and the same hard work.

Compared to Antonidas in the past, Modra was more lucky.

Antonidas didn't have a good mentor, but Modra had him to come out so quickly.

Because of his relationship with Modra, Tonatiu also knew a lot about Antonidas.

For example, the gift of this god.

At the age of 12, he was able to write such a paper, "The Branching Method of Applying the Theory of Time Travel to the Practice of Precision Magic".

This kind of thing that Tonatiu couldn't even understand the question gave 12-year-old Antonidas the ribbon of Kenrito's supreme wisdom.

It is also the youngest ever winner of this award.

Soon after, the council admitted him to the Kenrito School of Advanced Studies and Enlightenment, which was also the youngest invitation.

Let's put it this way.

This is the god of learning of mankind.

In terms of theory and the speed of progress, even if you look to the future in the entire history of mankind, if the middle-aged man in front of him is called second, no human mage dares to call him first.

Egwene and Medivan must be much better than him, and the future Gianna and Khadgar in the game may also be better than him.

However, compared to the theory and speed of progress, as well as their contributions to the cause of human magic, these four combined are not as good as the Blackbeard Archmage in front of them.

But his achievements and talents, Tonatiu didn't feel anything.

What embarrassed him now was that the master was undoubtedly in Modra's mind, analogous to her father's role.

In other words, in a sense, Antonidas can be regarded as his serious father-in-law.

Before he came, Tonathiu had decided not to conflict with him, nor with Dalaran.

Avoid jasmine being caught in the middle and difficult to do.

As a result, when we met for the first time, because I didn't pay attention to it, I had a very stiff relationship with him.

One of Tonatyiu's hands struggled to press the tuft of hair on his head. At the same time, he looked at Modra innocently, and his mouth silently squeezed out a few mouths.

Modra immediately intervened.

"Mentor. This is my husband, Tonathius Aztec. She spoke firmly, like a young girl on earth who introduces her old father to a boyfriend that her father doesn't like.

"Tonatiu, this is the master of Antonidas in Dalaran. Speaker of the Kenrito Council, the head of the Council of the Six Dharmas. ”

"Hello."

Tonatiu changed his unpleasantness and directness just now, and his tone became very kind.

"Nice to meet you. Master Antonidas. ”

The speed at which the Troll King changes face.

On the contrary, the master was stunned.

In a sense.

The scene in front of me should also be regarded as a fantasy version of meeting parents.