Aunt Beth's house is a small cave, and Aunt Beth prefers to be clean, and the house does not smell like the lair of other beasts, and when Flandy ran to Aunt Beth's house, he saw poor Aunt Beth lying on the ground. Two long fangs made a mess of the ground, and the fangs were bloodshot. The fluffy tiger had a pained expression on his face. Two little tigers, more than half the size of Aunt Beth, were lying on their stomachs not far away, shivering.

Next to Aunt Beth, a little girl with blond hair was half-kneeling beside Aunt Beth, her big blue eyes were misty, and a small hand was gently stroking Aunt Beth's tiger hair, softly comforting.

And the other small hand was pulling the white beard of a tall old man next to him, who was about to fall to the ground. Dragged and dragged, the wrinkles on the old man's face were loosened, and the embarrassed face was matched. It's wonderful.

"Old man, you hurt her, you have to apologize to Aunt Beth!"

The little girl's soft voice with a slight cry seemed extremely distressed.

When I looked back, I saw that it was Franky who came, in order to save face for the old man. Only then did he let go of the little hand that was pulling his beard.

"Good morning, Your Excellency, Archmagist. Flandy gave the old man a worldly courtesy. Then he squatted down and hugged Aunt Beth's big head, only to find that Aunt Beth's saber fangs had been scraped off with an extremely sharp blade. The gums are all scraped off. Maybe it's a little deeper. When it touches the tooth nerve, it hurts so badly.

The big mage who was out of the ravages of the little girl's "claws" due to Flandi's arrival glanced at Flandi with a little gratitude, straightened his long beard, and said seriously: "Little Flandy, he is really a hard-working and good young man who got up so early to exercise. After saying that, he patted Frankie on the head.

"Does Aunt Beth's teeth hurt?" asked Frandy.

"Well, my magic lab needs some saber-toothed tiger tooth powder, but little Flandie, as you know, Little Beth is already a ninth-level upper-level demonic beast, and her teeth are very hard. ”

"So I had to configure some strengthened 'dark corrosion reagent' to soften her teeth, maybe I put more 'corrupt satiety', the effect of the reagent is a little stronger, and the force used when scraping the powder is a little stronger, but it doesn't matter, the saber-toothed tiger's recovery ability is very strong, and it won't take a few days to grow. Archmage Algernon explained awkwardly.

Then he patted Aunt Beth on the head and comforted: "Little Beth, just a pain, it's okay for a while, you are a ninth-level demonic beast, how can you be afraid of a small toothache? Heh, hehe. ”

The little girl was speechless.

Brandy was speechless.

Beth the saber-toothed tiger was also speechless.

Although I am a ninth-level demonic beast, it really hurts to be scratched to my teeth, but people have to bow their heads under the low eaves, who can't beat this old man, Aunt Beth had to snort twice to express her grievances.

The little girl next to her was dissatisfied, "Old man, have you tested the hardness of Aunt Beth's teeth?

"Well, no. It's just a small collection of test materials, and the reagents are configured at hand. The old man continued to be embarrassed.

"I remember in the first alchemy class, you taught us that every step of alchemy must be rigorous and meticulous, is that true?

A layer of fine sweat appeared on the old man's head, and I don't know if it was caused by the sultry weather or embarrassment.

"Alright, little Lilia, I'm ashamed of your command. Little Beth, I apologize to you for my carelessness" The Grand Magister stroked his chest with his left hand and bowed to Aunt Beth.

This tall old man, with a beautiful gray beard that almost fell to the ground, and wore a blue magic robe that faintly seemed to have the sea rushing, was the owner of this Psalal Island, Algernon Leopold.

If anyone outside Psalal knew that His Excellency Algernon Leopold had been taught a lesson by a little girl of eight or nine years old because of his own negligence, they would think that the world was crazy.

Algernon Leopold, one of the few archmages in the history of human magic, the patron saint of the Oskaia Empire, and the dean of the Aris School of Magic at the Oskaia Imperial University, is the oldest living human at 287 years old.

The Leopold family is not very popular, but almost every generation has a magician with a high level of magical talent. Theodore Leopold, the first great magician of mankind who turned the tide in the war of continental unification, was the first owner of this Psalal island.

Algernon Leopold was also during the Second Dark Ages War on the continent of Oskaia, in the year when the Viton Empire frantically assassinated the royal family of Oskaia, and used his near-invincible magical strength to completely chill the Viton Empire in the name of revenge. This barely maintained the Oskaia Empire, which was only half of the country.

In the eyes of the world, Algernon Leopold should be the embodiment of integrity, kindness, wisdom, calmness, majesty, and all other beautiful words.

But that's just a beautiful imagination, in fact, in Flandie's eyes, he is just a little cute, no arrogance, a little cunning, and an old man who likes children very much.

What makes Flandi envious the most is that the old man has lived for almost three hundred years, and in this human world where centenarians will begin to be supported by the state, the old man who is almost three hundred years old will be respected by people wherever he goes, even if he does not have the identity of the Grand Magister.

However, having a long life will also come with many minor troubles, such as the little girl Lilia is the 14th generation of Algernon's descendants, and how to call it has become a big problem.

The average life expectancy of humans in the continent of Oskaia is no more than fifty years, and the commonly used title should be father, grandfather, great-grandfather. This is basically enough, and occasionally there are extremely long-lived old people called great-great-grandfathers. If this custom were to follow, Lilia would have been called Algernon's great-

So if you have a conversation, it's extremely inconvenient.

For example: "Good morning, great-great-great-grandfather." ”

Another example: "Great-great-grandfather, did you have breakfast?"

Another example: "Great-great-grandfather, tell me the story of great-grandfather who took great-grandfather in search of mischievous great-

What a headache.

In view of this, Algernon made it mandatory that everyone should call them by their first name if they were under the age of four.

"Okay, little Beth, these tooth powders are enough for me to use for a few experiments, and with this experience, the next time I collect tooth powder, it won't hurt you. Algernon said comfortingly.

Hearing that there was a next time, Aunt Beth had just calmed some of her aching teeth and felt a dull ache.

"Little Lilia, let's go back, little Flandy, you go back to breakfast too, don't forget the morning study time, although you study well, but your grandfather will punish you for being late." ”

"Go back, old man, I'll be here with Aunt Beth for a while. Lilia said.

"Me too, Your Excellency the Archmagister. "Romandy wasn't willing to leave Aunt Beth when she was in pain.

"Oh well. Just don't forget the study time. Oh yes. Another thing is that the 'Dark Corrosion Reagent' needs two hours in a place of light to eliminate its effect, and it is okay not to touch the area where the agent is applied within two hours. It is best to spend more time in the sun. The Archmage admonished.

"Got it, old man, I saw it in your magic notes. Lilia waved at Algernon, as if to chase the old man away.