The magic lamp in the lab was deliberately not lit.

In the dim light, Donner had just finished making a spiral curve out of thin silver wire.

He patted Wesley on the shoulder, and after a few gestures, the latter sat down in his place and carefully traced the curve with his brush.

When the tip of the pen went through the full spiral, Wesley fainted in his chair.

Donner quickly walked to the experimental table, straightened the silver wire, and put away a small vial of magic essence on the table, and put it back in his arms.

Then, he put a copy of "Introduction to Magic" on the experimental table, and turned to the first chapter, the section of the four-dimensional divine sea.

After doing all this, he waited for Wesley to wake up while reading "A Deep Dive of Fire Mods".

It's been a month since Wesley decided to retake fire magic.

During the month, Layla followed Alie to Caxia Mountain twice, the first time bringing Donner's instructions, and the second time bringing back a vial of Reco's blood—Calista Mountain was too far away from the Commonhouse for Donner to contact Layla directly.

A small vial of the blood of the Elven Saintess, plus the five magic metals, and a few magic potion materials prepared by Jean Una, Donna used these to once again concoct the magic essence necessary for condensing the spiritual element.

And the key silver thread was pulled out of the bedroom curtain.

It didn't take long for Wesley to wake up, and after glancing at Donner in surprise, he began to read the discourse on the four-dimensional divine sea in front of him.

Donner had already told him about his plans, so Wesley wasn't surprised by the sudden "disordered" Shenhai.

Before that day, Donner had carefully inspected the lab—the process of making and drawing psychic primitives was too delicate to be done at the top of that open-air peak.

Even though he didn't find any clues, he was careful not to talk to Wesley during the whole process.

This is a bit risky, but I think the Lega family has a lot of things to do now, so they don't come to spy on him.

Shaida also said the same: there is no need for this.

Finally, the thirteenth month, which only happens once every five years, has passed.

This is the third time that Downer has experienced this month of bad luck since he came into this world, and yet, as on the island of Lante, nothing bad happens.

Or, for Donner, who is under house arrest, nothing happens, it's doom.

On the third night after the New Year, as Donner was about to fall asleep, Una knocked on his door.

Under the light pajamas of the Madtim girl, except for a few key parts that are slightly covered, the delicate figure can be seen at a glance.

"Young Master......" She stood at the door timidly, beside her, half a body behind, her half-elf demon pet was even more angry.

"Una...... Is there something wrong?" Donner looked at her calmly.

"Una can be a young master...... Do anything......" she said anything, her voice trembling a little.

Donner frowned slightly, he was wondering if the nervousness and shyness of the Maitim girl in front of him were faked.

In other words, if this is a contest, is it you trying to win over the other party, or is the other party paralyzing yourself?

"Come in......" he finally said softly, pausing, and adding, "Let your pet go back first......"

Una heard Donner's call, and her pretty face suddenly turned as red as Chixia Mountain.

To Donner's surprise, instead of rushing towards him, she walked slowly.

It wasn't until the elven pet closed the door outside the bedroom that she had just walked to Donner's bed.

Then, without taking off her pajamas, Una slipped straight into Donner's quilt and lay flat beside him.

Although it was a mountain top on a winter night, Donner's bedroom had a magic array for heating, and it would never be cold.

Una, however, couldn't stop trembling slightly, which was very different from the state she had shown when she was helping Donner to bathe.

"Are you scared?" Donner asked, turning sideways, looking at her expression up close, alertly.

"Young Master...... Una was the first time ...... "Girl Madtim's eyes were closed, and her voice was as thin as a gossamer.

Una didn't wait for the imaginary storm, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Young Master John quietly watching her.

"Young Master?"

"Una, you're beautiful, there's no man who can't help but be impressed when he sees it...... Including me, of course," Donner said slowly, "but if it's really your first time, is it worth it?"

"Young Master...... Don't you believe Una?" Lady Madtim's face was a little sad: "I...... Not what you think......"

Donner didn't speak, he really wasn't convinced, and he had some concerns about Una's unusual behavior.

"The young master thinks that Una is a casual woman, right?" asked the girl in a soft voice.

"Isn't it?" said Donner, with no malice on his face and no blunt tone, he didn't feel entitled to criticize other people's lifestyles.

Una sat up with her back against the head of the bed, holding the brocade in her hand to her chest.

"Young Master...... Would you like to hear about Una's background?" she said.

"Okay. Although Donner said well, his tone was indispensable. Like Una, he sat up.

Una sorted out her emotions a little before she whispered: "Una's mother and father are both from Madim......"

Donner nodded slightly, there is nothing to say, there can be no intermarriage between different castes in the Magic Continent, and Una's parents are naturally from Madim, just like her.

"Mother is very beautiful, and there were many people who pursued her when she was young, and among them there was even a Master Hailian, which Una heard from her mother's friend...... However, my mother was married to the Madim, my father, a little steward in the Marwel Beastyard, because my father was madly pursuing her, and he was still very handsome......"

When Donner heard this, he already smelled a hint of tragedy.

Sure enough, the next plot took a sharp turn.

“...... When Una was seven years old, her father sacrificed her mother to a master of the Marwel family in order to obtain the position of the chief steward of the beast farm...... A year later, my mother committed suicide......" Una's voice became choked as she said of her mother's suicide.

Donner frowned slightly, not out of sympathy, but as a guess at how much truth there was in this story.

"Young Master," Una wiped her tears: "From the day her mother died, Una said to herself that if you want to love, you must love a man who can protect you...... Even if you can only be his lover!"

Una looked at Donna with a firm gaze: "Young master, Una said this, not to ask you for sympathy......"

"Do you think I have what it takes to protect you?" asked Donner with a smile, "You can't fail to see that I'm under house arrest, right?"

"Young Master," Una said after a moment's hesitation, "At first, Una thought that the young master was obsessed with beauty, just like Dean Satina...... However, after the young master left the lower courtyard, Una figured it out. You're not that kind of person, otherwise ...... Otherwise, the young master would have asked for Una a long time ago. You ...... to Layla"

Donner's heart was shocked, the howl of the banshee in the sea of gods was ready to be sent at any time.

"You ...... to Layla I really like it. ”

Donald breathed a sigh of relief.

Una's big eyes looked at Donna expectantly: "Young Master...... Let Una be your woman, even if it's just like Layla. ”

Donner smiled bitterly, if only he really did Layla, but unfortunately he could only be another magic pet.

"Sleep, there's no atmosphere today...... he said with a smile, and got back under the covers.

It wasn't long before Una fell asleep, and after a few more moments, she leaned slightly in Donner's direction, her fingers resting lightly on his palm.

After a long silence, Una finally ushered in the storm she had imagined.

......

Donner seems to want to vent all his frustration after arriving in the Magic Continent in the Maitim girl under him.

Una, on the other hand, just gritted her teeth and endured it silently.

Finally, when the pain and pleasure have reached their peak, the storm gradually dissipates.

Donner turned his back, and his heart immediately felt sorry for Rickle.

Behind him, Una's body pressed up, arms wrapped around his chest.

The girl's tears were on his back, cold.

Donner let out a long sigh, sure enough, he was not a poet, and he was not suitable for such a thing.

When he woke up the next day, he knew that Una hadn't lied to her, at least, she was indeed the first time.

(I should say something, I don't know what to say, after writing this paragraph, I actually feel very sorry, how did MD do it!, forget it, don't ask for tickets...... (To be continued.) )