After dinner, Illylan took a break and chatted with Edison for a while, and under the tudge of an elegant female professional trainer, he entered the indoor martial arts arena in the back hall to begin standard training. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Edison looked at the arrangement on the training table, after which Illyran needed to exercise for 2 hours, eat another meal, rest, and exercise for another 2 hours before he could sleep, and in order not to interfere with Illillan's training efficiency, it was not recommended that anyone stand by.

So, looking at the slightly cold hall, Edison suddenly found that he was actually a little idle.

But as soon as he turned around, he found that Lancer was skillfully tidying up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Didn't you hire anyone else at home?" asked Edison, puzzled, but helped Lancer clean up.

Lancer smiled and said nothing, but after washing the dishes with Edison, he motioned for him to walk around the house and chat with people, so that he could find out what was going on in his own house.

When Edison heard Lancer's request, he wandered around the house in confusion, and after chatting with the housekeeper and others, he realized:

Originally, the mansion was equipped with 45 permanent maids, but when Illiran arrived, the number was adjusted to 26.

Except for the garden, housekeepers, and magicians who regularly visit the door to maintain and inspect the enchantment, and other female personnel hired all year round, they can only be re-settled after being checked by Illiran himself.

And the maids picked by Illillan, although they are not ugly, but most of them can only be regarded as mediocre, and a few cooks have been replaced by five big and three rough servants, similar to the aunt of a certain country in Edison's previous life, but they have the highest force value among maids.

At the same time, the maid's original full-day working hours were scheduled to finish their work before 4 p.m. and leave the mansion, and there were very few women who could really stay at home for the night, probably except for the female warriors in charge of training, that is, a few people in charge of kitchen work.

This result instantly made Edison drunk, should it be said that his mother was prescient!

However, he finally understood why Lancer looked at Edison so strangely at the end, and now that he thought about it, he was actually complaining that his mother was too strict, and hoped that his son would help enlighten him!

In this regard, Edison can only say that he can't help it, at most, let his mother not interfere with the normal work contact between Lancer and women, as for life, he can avoid it!

On the day of the erection, Edison, who did not have an exclusive maid, naturally no one called him up, and Illylan wished that Edison would rest for a while, let alone disturb him.

Edison woke up feeling that he had slept comfortably, but he didn't realize until he walked down the stairs and looked at the clock hanging in the hallway...... It's already 8 o'clock!

He remembered that last night he seemed to be around 20 o'clock, wrote a manuscript for a while, and then lay down on the bed in a daze and planned to think about the plot, and write out what would happen on the original world line with a different world template, but he thought about it and fell asleep directly.

And this night, I actually slept for 13 hours!?

"Looks like I was too nervous......" Edison muttered to himself, and went downstairs toward the dining room.

Indeed, yesterday he could be said to have been interrogated by a group of legends for a day.

I didn't think it at the time, but my brain was running fast, answering all kinds of questions raised by the legend almost without pause, but I always had to pay attention to the reasonable elimination of the parts that should not be said, and try not to expose logical flaws as much as possible.

In this way, his energy was actually seriously consumed unconsciously, not to mention that later, they disliked that it was too slow to exchange questions like this, and directly opened the "spiritual link" to talk.

In order to keep up with their train of thought, Edison really tempered the mental space.

However, this also gave him a lot of benefits, the first element of the 6th order magician is the basic "head" of spellcasting, and high-intensity spiritual communication can greatly develop the potential;

Communicating with the legend, this treatment is unimaginable, and even the descendants of the legendary family may not be able to take their turn.

The "elemental state" is essentially based on the forehead and eyebrows, and sublimates the flesh and blood of his head into a strange body tissue little by little; it seems that it still maintains the appearance of the flesh, but once the "elemental state" is activated, it can have incredible abilities.

For example, the body and the skull can survive for a period of time if they are completely separated, some physical attacks are immune to certain attacks, and the affinity for magic and elemental strength is improved in an all-round way...... These are the most basic "elemental" abilities.

The communication with the legend allowed Edison to have more optimization templates as a reference and a way forward, so that he would not be confused.

You must know that some magicians can't communicate with people in time after breaking through, so they will contact some unique high-level creatures and communicate with various animals.

And such a person has a certain chance that when he is in the "elemental state", he will have inhuman characteristics such as "eagle eyes, antlers, rabbit ears, lion head, snake body, ......", which will fundamentally enhance his perception, physique, and spell-casting ability.

But this state is not a bloodline transplant, but it is much smaller than the sequelae of a bloodline transplant, and the potential is much greater, but it is still not as good as the benefits obtained from communicating with the legend.

......

Thinking, thinking, Edison had already arrived at the restaurant on the first floor.

A maid was catching up, probably because she was late, and she was arrogantly using this place as a changing room, taking off her coat, pulling it on, and setting it up, and a whole set of maid clothes with tedious steps was already worn on her body like armor.

And at this time, she found that there was a person at the entrance of the restaurant, and when she saw Edison's face, and seemed to be distracted from time to time, she didn't notice the appearance here, she guessed that this must be the little young master Edison who was talked about this morning, so she hurriedly pretended to be calm and said:

"Good morning, little master, I'm Emily Cario, the breakfast on the table is cold, please wait, I'll take it to the kitchen to warm it up, and it will be served soon." ”

As she spoke, she tucked her changed coat into the wide pocket in her back pocket as naturally as an apron, took something from the table and ran to the back kitchen.

Edison had no intention of exposing this little trick, so he sat quietly at the table and looked through the manuscript he had written half of last night.

Five minutes later, a hot breakfast was served.

Edison spent 15 minutes chewing and eating this breakfast slowly, feeling that this is the normal life that a magician should have, before he was busy with work, busy before and after, and now finally ushered in a busy time.

"Well, Emily, tell the kitchen that I'm not coming back for lunch and that they're going to have one less meal. ”

"Also, next time you're late, remember not to change your clothes in the restaurant, in case you get bumped into. ”

Emily's face flushed when she heard this, and she didn't dare to look at Edison for a while.

Edison didn't care, he got up and went directly to the martial arts arena where Illillan was exercising, and explained that he was going to the palace for dinner at noon, and by the way, he asked if he had anything to bring to Ililan.

Illillan was silent for a moment before he said, "I didn't dare to say something before, but now I have a little confidence. ”

"If you think it's appropriate, go and tell your sister in private, she will always be my daughter, if you really feel wronged by being a princess, then come back, whoever loves it when the time comes!" (To be continued.) )