"I'm sorry, Prince Riel, I don't think I can help you, Princess Tong Xi's body has not been damaged in any way, and there are no magical fluctuations such as 'lethargy' and 'weakness'. Maybe it's because the old magic cultivator hasn't arrived home and can't find out the disease, right? Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the symptoms of Princess Tong Xi's drowsiness and weakness now. In Tong Xi's room, Bishop McDwin, dressed in a plain white robe, looked apologetically at Prince Riel, who was waiting anxiously.

Of course, Tong Xi is also very familiar with Bishop McDwin, in the imperial capital of Austin, there is no one who does not know Bishop McDwin, who doesn't know, although this Bishop McDwin is inferior to the Pope and the other four cardinals in the Holy See in terms of power, but his prestige is very high, plus the white-robed bishop is already qualified to run for the next pope, this Bishop McDwin is a popular candidate for the next pope!

Although Tong Xi on the quilt is coquettish, and the quilt is busy cultivating and improving himself in a hurry, so he doesn't have time to contact too many people, but he is still very familiar with this Bishop Madwen, every time Tong Xi meets him, no matter how rude Tong Xi is, this Bishop Madwin just has a kind smile on his face, as if in his eyes, the delicate and uprooted Tong Xi is still young, and he can be forgiven no matter what he does.

For Tong Xi, in addition to the people around her who spoil her family, that is, those civilians who fled when they heard the change of color, so this Bishop Madwin who has always been a kind smile makes her remember it vividly.

Although Tong Xi in a daze could recognize this familiar voice, he couldn't make any reaction.

Launching that spell twice in a row, at this time her soul was already so weak that it was only a quarter of a normal person, and Tong Xi at this time felt that it was difficult to even lift her little fat hand and her little short legs.

"I think maybe Master Andrew from the Magic Guild can help you." The conversation between Bishop McDwin and Prince Riel faded away......

……

"Hmm...... Prince Riel, Princess Tongxi...... Have you ever been attacked by psychic magic? Master Andrew, dressed in gray robes, asked.

"Spiritual magic? Are you saying that Xiaoxi is like this because she has been attacked by spiritual magic? ”

"No, no, no, it's not necessarily that I'm being attacked, it's just that just now I directly used a soul-type detection magic and found that Princess Tong Xi's soul is only half the size of a normal person. Maybe it's a congenital weakness of the soul, right? ”

……

Prince's Palace, backyard yard.

It is early autumn, this small pink flower that grows like cherry blossoms in the yard hangs all over the branches, and a gust of autumn wind blows the branches lightly, and the pink leaves all over the yard are beautiful.

Dressed in "otherworldly pajamas" that were as loose as a bathrobe, Prince Riel was sitting on a bench in the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, holding his soft daughter in his hands and happily watching the leaves fall all over the courtyard.

My daughter is three years old, but because of her congenital soul weakness, her body is weak and weak, and she can't even walk steadily at the age of three.

But fortunately, the daughter seems to be much smarter than other children, and she can already call her father in a soft voice when she is not yet a year old.

Hearing that soft and glutinous dad, Riel felt his heart melt.

What is the need for a body, as her own daughter, the princess of the empire, do you still have to work in the field?!

Isn't it just that the body is weaker than the average person, and many things can't be done?! Even if there is a favorite person later, but! If that lucky boy dares to dislike his daughter!

"Humph!" Prince Riel looked at the pink leaves all over the yard and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Huh? What's wrong? Father? Tong Xi in his arms turned his little head to look over, and with the movement of turning his head, the slanted pigtails of his long golden hair swept across Rare's chin.

"Oh, nothing." Looking at her daughter's big light blue eyes, Riel smiled and reached out and rubbed her daughter's head.

There is no free lunch in the world, and after using that spell twice in a row, Tong Xi felt his weakness at this time.

In this life, Tong Xi is no longer able to cultivate magic and martial arts.

Needless to say, martial arts are originally physically demanding. But don't think that you don't need a good physique to practice magic.

Speaking of magicians, people must have the impression that they are all professions that are weak and afraid of close attacks.

But the former Great Magister, Miss Tongxi, a god-level magic boy, told you! This is a very wrong concept!

A magician who is weak and afraid of close attacks can only be regarded as a magician who does not enter the stream!

As long as it is a famous magician, basically a high-level magician above level eight will be physically stronger than the average person.

You know, the magician has to chant long incantations constantly, and if he says a word, he will be able to gasp!

Moreover, in the middle of the battle, the magician who is really "able to fight", although he is not afraid of any close combat, is not as good as the rumored to be over at close range.

As long as you make use of those buff magic, what stone muscle magic, elemental shield, no matter how bad it is, you can add a wind magic "swift" to escape! Not to mention that when you are in a hurry, you can also blast yourself away with a repulsion technique, so as to achieve the purpose of distancing yourself from your opponent.

A truly powerful mage doesn't just stand there and stupidly chant a spell and then blast it with magic. The battle between magic masters is no worse than that of the warriors!

In other words, mages are also self-employed!

Although there are no strict requirements for physical strength like martial arts cultivation, at least you must have a strong body.

Anyway, Tong Xi, who was tired and out of breath after walking two steps in his life, saw that there was no hope.

Tong Xi, who was nestled in his father Riel's arms, was very open, after all, he had lived two more lives.

At least, at this moment, Tong Xi, who was nestled in his father's arms, felt that it was worth it, even if he knew that he would face the threat of death again in more than ten years.

But...... At this moment......

There are falling flowers and the warm embrace of my father......

That's enough......

……

"Oh, good girl, tell you something." Father Riel suddenly spoke and interrupted Tong Xi's thoughts.

"Huh?" Tong Xi tilted his little head, and looked at his father suspiciously with a pair of big light blue eyes.

"Dad thinks, as a girl, you have to be polite, you have to be sensible to make people like, and losing your temper with the maid like you did in the morning is not the behavior of a lady."

In his first life, Tong Xi can be described as a delicate and domineering person, and he will beat people if he doesn't go well. There is no way, you are born into a superior person, and of course it has become a habit to command you.

In the second life, because he was busy cultivating, he had less contact with people and was a little more restrained. But coquettishness has become a kind of character, and it has become a habit to command the servants with arrogance.

"Oh, our Xiaoxi is right even if she scolds them! It's just a maid, and if you scold, you will scold......" It didn't take long for the father of a doting daughter to change his words.

In fact, in her previous life, her father Ruier also reminded her in her previous life, but she and her father didn't pay attention to it, so Tong Xi's character was formed.

In fact, at this time, for impolite children, it is good to beat up a long memory, but it is impossible for a certain daughter to do it.

So this soft mention of a few words, I didn't even want to say anything serious, and it was natural that Tong Xi was the wind in my ears.

"Polite? Does dad like polite kids? ”

"That's right! But Xiaoxi's words, no matter what, Dad likes it. A certain daughter kissed her daughter's forehead and laughed.