Troublesome, John had a bold idea in his heart, just kill and resurrect it.

Although it will become an undead, it has an unlimited lifespan, and it will not get sick or die, so it is a very worthwhile thing to think about.

Despite thinking so, John didn't dare to do it, God knows how Tiffany would feel, if he hated him because of this, it would be more than worth the loss, and he still had Tiffany as an apprentice, and there was a high probability that he would be hated if he messed around.

He likes it, it doesn't mean that Tiffany likes it, people are this kind of creatures, you don't necessarily like what you like, everyone has different hobbies, like he likes to turn the living into dead.

In terms of healing, according to this world, sick people will go to the temple of the Holy See to ask the believers of the priesthood or priesthood to let them use healing techniques to cure the diseases on their bodies, but they need to pay a certain price, the most common money in this world.

Of course, this is their way, when John was still a human being, he was poor and didn't have a penny, so he had time to enjoy healing, and the most common way was to use his plug-in to get a bottle of medicine out.

Three times a day, one tablet a day, if you feel that you can't swallow it, you can still drink water, and the decisive time is alive again.

Speaking of which, his dream back then seemed to be to become a doctor who cured diseases and saved people, but then he gave up for some reason he couldn't remember, and became the ghost he is now, and he also embarked on the crooked research path, which is really a tortuous life.

After feeling in the void for a while, he took out several bottles of different colors, both liquid and pills, and with his vague memory, John felt that the liquid medicine bottle with the ambiguous pink color in his hand should be able to cure the black cat's disease.

After putting it for so long, it may not have passed the expiration date, I hope it can be useful.

Under John's heartfelt silence, he poured the suspicious bottle into the pryed open black cat's mouth and let it drink it all.

More than ten seconds later, under the gaze of everyone, the black cat's originally sluggish golden eyes suddenly widened, and the hair on his whole body stood upright, as if he had been frightened, and kept making a cat-like warning sound, breaking free from John's arms, falling to the ground and running around here, giving people a nervous feeling.

Well, it looks like the illness should be cured, so lively and energetic, John thought.

Now that the business is done, and the next step is to get down to business, John says to Tiffany in a childish tone, "How's it going, Tiffany?" Teacher, I didn't lie to you. ”

Tiffany hugged the black cat, which seemed to be a little abnormal, nodded happily, and said with gratitude in her eyes, "Thank you, Sage-sama!" ”

John put on an unhappy expression, stroked her head and said, "Didn't you say okay?" You should call me Teacher by now. ”

Tiffany seemed embarrassed, her little face full of hesitation.

This kid, we're so stubborn, I've reached this point, aren't you still excited? John believes that by this means, he will definitely be able to win the hearts of a lot of innocent girls, handsome, powerful and gentle teachers, who has never been sexually interested, but Tiffany, the child, seems to be not interested in his set, is there anything unspeakable?

A bunch of question marks popped up above John's head.

"Don't worry, there is nothing difficult to learn about spells, with your talent, you may surpass me in the future."

John thought that Tiffany was a good boy who thought spells were difficult to learn, and was afraid that he wouldn't cause him trouble if he learned them, so he comforted him indifferently.

But she guessed wrong, Tiffany shook her head and said embarrassedly: "No, I'm not the reason, Sage, I ......"

Frozen in face, John subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly had a feeling of being defeated.

It's decided, if you can't make her your apprentice, then what kind of lich is it!

"Why refuse, you see that everyone agrees with my strength, as long as you follow me to learn, the future will definitely be brilliant."

John vowed not to give up, and persuaded bitterly.

Tiffany apologized for refusing, and then ran upstairs with the black cat in her arms and returned to her room.

John, who stayed where he was, had a sense of heartbreak, a frustration that was worse than the failure of his research, and a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

Mary saw that something was wrong with John, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, don't care." Lost soul replied, John wanted to go back and be quiet, this little Lori broke his heart too much.

"You, are you going back?" Mary shouted as she looked at John's departing back.

Sensing the retention in her tone, John didn't care, didn't look back, and waved his hand.

Seeing that John had made up his mind, Mary did not intend to force it, and said, "Please go slowly." ”

John's figure once again vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

………

Modest room.

Tiffany lay down on her cot, stroked the sleeping black cat, and said, "What am I going to do, Gran?" ”

In fact, Tiffany also wants to learn spells, but when she thinks of this home and the black cat, her hope is ruthlessly blocked by reality.

Like an adolescent girl with a favorite object, Tiffany rolls back and forth on the cot, whether to agree or refuse, to this day, she still has a trace of thought.

"If I agree, will my stepmother and sister be happy?" Bright, big eyes staring at the ceiling, Tiffany thought.

Although her stepmother and sister have always been lukewarm towards her, and it has become worse since her father's death, but after all, they are relatives with the same blood, and that kind of relationship is not easy to say that it can be cut off, and she prefers to stay in this warm home than to learn spells and leave the house like her eldest sister.

Then like the second sister, she grew up peacefully until she was eighteen years old, marrying a nobleman she had never met, and her life should be like this if nothing else.

To be honest, she doesn't like to marry someone she doesn't like like like her second sister, and she hasn't even met in person, which is a very sad thing, although she is young, but the young Tiffany also understands.

As if to get rid of these troubles, Tiffany closed her eyes, her mind was empty, and she didn't think about anything, and in a few moments, she was already asleep.

John, who was in a state of invisibility, couldn't help but smile when he saw her like this, and the shadow of a certain person flashed in his memory, vague, but he was a very important person.

Helplessly, he knocked his head and suppressed the memory, he had been standing here for a long time, and since Tiffany returned to the room, he had used stealth to follow in.

Needless to say, the reason for her refusal was, but now it was known.