"Because, I have an ideal. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

As if to say something ordinary, but rightly done, Abner looked intently at Paris who was sitting across from him, and said.

“...... What is it?"

"I want to be a great sage. ”

His voice wasn't loud, but there was a rock-like will in it that Paris felt steadfast, just as she had seen Jane look at certain times. People can't help but feel that this is an idea that he comes from the bottom of his heart and will realize it step by step.

But..... It still makes Paris feel incredible, and, a little funny.

It's not that he despises Abner's delusions. Of course, a fourteen-year-old boy seriously said to himself that he wanted to become a great sage, to become the most knowledgeable great sage who was less than ten fingers in the entire world, and even rarer than the powerhouses of the Holy Rank. This in itself leads to the idea of 'is he joking?' or is it ignorance without knowing the situation - like a child saying 'I'm going to be a Juggernaut.'"

Instead, this adult-like mature expression and demeanor appeared on a teenager's face, and the strange contrast really made her feel like she couldn't help laughing.

"You're going to be a great sage?"

Holding back the subtle smile in her heart, she continued to ask with a straight face.

"Hmm. ”

Abner nodded.

"You know...... How difficult is it to become a great sage?"

Continuing to smile, Paris asked hesitantly.

"Yes. Abner nodded again, "The kingdom has tens of millions of people, but there is only one great sage, which is enough to explain its difficulty. ”

"That ......"

"Will Miss Paris not raise her knight level because it is difficult to become a saint-rank powerhouse?"

“......”

Abner's words were a little-for-tat, which made Paris's eyes first surprised, then curious, and finally all turned into full laughter, accompanied by a burst of happy, silver bell-like "hahaha......" girl's laughter sounded between the two - and this made Abner feel inexplicable.

Is there any laugh in your words, or is it triggering something you don't know about?

"Miss Paris?" he asked tentatively.

"Nothing, little one, you're right, you're so right!" Paris's voice still had a smile in her voice, "Life is about being like you say, even if you know it's unlikely to reach the end goal, you have to move forward." Well, but ......" her words changed sharply, and there was a little bit in her tone, but it was only a little, serious and solemn: "If you want to become a great sage, you can't just rely on the way you are now!"

"?!" What kind of rhythm is this?

"Every sage has traveled many places, observed all kinds of people, and even participated in wars, entered hell, and fought against orcs, and only after experiencing many things did he sublimate his soul and comprehend the highest wisdom in the world......"

Looking at the red-eyed girl's god-like expression and lyrical tone, Abner really wanted to say, 'Miss, are you ready to give me a wave of something?'

However, after thinking about it, he held back and changed to a more gentle way.

"Miss Paris means ...... It is necessary not only to acquire knowledge from books, but also to compare and apply this knowledge through travel and observation.

"Yes, it is. Paris bowed her head slightly, agreeing with him, but the smile in her eyes still did not fade, "So, Abner, you must also plan ahead! Otherwise, when you travel in the future, if you are accidentally taken away by a magical beast such as a griffin wyvern, there will be one less future great sage in the world!"

“...... Miss Paris, I'm not going to be a zoologist. "So don't worry about me being taken by some monster or monster.

"It doesn't matter - anyway, you're going to have to travel in the future, and if you don't prepare early, you'll be kidnapped by some bandit, even if you don't get taken by the monsters. ”

Is it really okay for you to curse me like that?

While complaining silently in his heart, the corners of Abner's mouth twitched and asked, "Then how should I prepare?"

"Do you still need to ask?" The girl who was still a little careless just now suddenly came to her senses and straightened her chest, "Of course, I will seriously study martial arts to prevent being taken away by the demon wolf in the future!"

――Can we not tell me about the fact that I was taken away?〜

But, having said that, Abner probably understood the girl's purpose in coming to him—and after hearing the news that she had been embarrassed because of Miss Jane, she came to her aid.

What a nice guy.

"So, Miss Paris, do you have any good advice?"

"Just follow me!"

"?!" Abner was directly shocked - girl, do you want to be so confident?!

"What kind of eyes are you?Do you think that a third-level knight can't teach you a little guy?!"

"Hmm. Abner nodded calmly, as if he was genuinely suspicious of her.

"Huh?" the girl was furious, "Do you know who taught me martial arts?"

"I don't know. Abner honestly admitted.

"Sister Jane taught me!" said the girl imposingly, "-Do you know who Sister Jane's teacher is?"

"Master Kyle Aubrian?"

"That's the adult! So even if you don't believe me, can you still not believe the adult?! Okay, you don't have a class in the morning anyway, so come with me to practice!"

"My Book ......"

"Leave that alone, let's get back on when the practice is over!"

――Domineering Girl Series――

......

The black sky like congealed blood, the shattered earth like abandoned ruins, the wide river that flows quietly without the slightest life, and the devils who walk on this land, all kinds of devils who exude more or less evil breath.

Desnathan, Desolate Hell, and the Seventh Layer of Hell, each of them is what this place is called—and it is also ruled by two of the Devil's Grand Dukes, the Duke of Shadow and the Duke of Kamen, who live in the only magnificent new city, Melgard.

"Your Royal Highness, your guests have arrived. ”

A lust demon with smooth bronzed skin, a revealing style of dressing, only protecting a few of the most basic places, seemingly almost no protective armor, in front of the most central and grandest palace of Melgard, humbly called out in the depths of it, where the masked duke, one of the two dukes, lived, in a low voice, but extremely clearly in the devilish language of hell.

Behind her, a tall man with a pale face and blood-red eyes, dressed like a gentleman, was looking at this gloomy, but extremely luxurious, palace with an expression of appreciation.

"Come in. ”

After a slight pause, a voice came from inside, which was also devil's language, but it seemed more ruthless.

"Oh? ”

Hearing the response inside, the gentleman-like man raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed as if he was happy.

PS: As the title suggests, the year is over, resume the daily change, and be a new person.