Eight days into the new year, Muse's body was recuperated and she was able to bathe herself, which was a more important thing, both for Muse and Philomena. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Both of them were shy children, but Muse was so hard to move, even if she didn't want to, Philomena could only wipe Muse with a bucket in her hand.

During this short period of time, both of them were very embarrassed, and the quickglass on the table seemed to be deliberately separated from the two, and it passed much slower than before.

Fortunately... This painful experience will not happen again in the future, and Muse Nie breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to eat!" There was a knock at the door, and with Musene's permission, Philomena walked in and asked, "Are you feeling better today?"

"It's already a lot better, you can rest early tonight, don't be too tired. ”

"That's not good, if there is any hidden danger left, it will be bad, although I am now the nominal heir of the Boel family, but... The real owner of this home is still you. Philomena shook her head.

"Don't talk about that, let's drink some porridge, although it's not as delicious as you've cooked. Philomena's face looked like a sweet smile coaxing a child, in order to let Muse recover as soon as possible, these days, Muse Ne drank meat porridge.

Muse's eyes rolled, and when she was thinking about how to make Philomena drink a little, Philomena seemed to see through Muse's mind and said lightly.

"If you don't drink more porridge, your body's recovery will be prolonged for a few days, then I will have to work for a few more days, which is not a good thing. ”

"It's... All right. Muse spread his hands helplessly, and he found himself speechless.

Philomena was afraid that Muse would spill the bowl, so she had to feed Muse herself porridge, but Muse did not refuse, and Philomena did not feel any shyness. Well... After embarrassing things like wiping down your body and sleeping together in bed to keep warm with each other, these little things are no longer enough to worry about.

"It tasted good, the best porridge I've ever had. Muse said with a smile, always saying this after every porridge he drank.

"Don't comfort me, I know how good I can cook. I'm glad you can eat it. Philomena sighed.

"I really think it's delicious because it's a dish made by Philomena. Muse said earnestly.

"I'm glad you could say that, and in that case, I'll take it for granted. Philomena's cheeks were slightly red, and she pretended to be embarrassed, but her tone could not help but reveal the joy of the little girl.

"I'm serious!"

"Okay, are you going to take a shower? I'll boil the water for you. Philomena did not dare to linger on the subject, for she was afraid that she would be caught up in the sweet words of the Muses.

"Please. By the way, when you go out tomorrow, can you help me send this to the nearest branch of the Literary Society. As he spoke, Muse took out a hot gold sheet from the drawer of the table next to him and placed it solemnly in Philomena's hand.

"Oh my God, you've already used it, it's just one piece, maybe for a long time, you won't have a second melt paper, and it's crazy to try to write it before you become an official spellcaster. Philomena said helplessly.

"I can't really write much, but if it's just one piece of content, if you are careful, you can barely do it. ”

"As you said, you can write anything with only one piece of content. Philomena asked curiously.

"You can see for yourself. "Muse Nee sells off the law.

It's a pity that things are a bit out of Muse's expectations, and this sentence does not adjust the atmosphere, only to hear Philomena shake her head helplessly: "I can't read, I can't read at all." ”

"Apologies, I forgot about it. Muse said quickly.

"It's a bit of a pity, I'd love to see what kind of stuff you'll write, um... It's a bit short!" Philomena was even more puzzled, even though she couldn't read, she had sorted through a lot of books, and knew that a single piece of paper didn't contain much content, let alone a blank space on this melting paper.

"Enough, in fact the article is already quite long. Muse shook his head, and then proposed, "If I can, I intend to take the time to teach you to read." ”

"It's... There is no need, if you have this time, it is better to seize the time to cultivate and strive to advance to the senior apprentice as soon as possible. Philomena's heart was warm, but she refused without hesitation.

"I just broke through to the advanced apprentice, it is difficult to break through the magician in a short period of time, I think my cultivation progress is fast enough, I always need some free time to slow down, not to mention, literacy is not difficult, and I don't need to waste much time teaching. ”

"No, I said no, it's... Wait a minute, you've already broken through to the advanced apprentice?" Philomena suddenly realized something and quickly changed her words.

"I don't want to go through the surprise of coming back from hell a second time. Muse smiled wryly.

It seems that if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, and it will be followed in this world, and when Muse Nee wakes up, the sea of spirit will naturally break through to a high-level magic apprentice.

"This..."Philomena wavered a little, she really wanted Muse to quickly advance to the official magician, and have the power to protect herself. But at the same time, I also wanted to experience first-hand what Muse's writing was like.

In the past, she always felt that there was nothing wrong with not being literate, but now she has never regretted that she did not take some time out to be literate.

"Well... Well, you can teach me literacy for half an hour a day, no more. ”

"No, at least an hour!" Muse shook his head.

"Half an hour!" Philomena raised her delicate eyebrows, staring at Muse.

"If you don't agree, I'll go on a hunger strike!" said Musene, unhurriedly.

"You... Sure enough, he's still a nasty bastard. Philomena gritted her teeth, and finally reluctantly complied.

Muse smiled noncommittally. In fact, both of them know that this sentence is just a joke.

The next day, Philomena carefully wrapped the article written by Muse, and after confirming that there was no problem, she pushed the door out.

As he was about to step out, the voice of the Muses echoed through the room.

"Be careful on the road. ”

"Well, you have to take a break too. Philomena seemed to be muttering to herself, and at the same time, the muse in the room nodded.

As the sun shone down on the land, Philomena finally arrived at the town's only teleport.

"Hi ma'am, it's a pleasure to see you again. The young man in charge of the reception showed a hint of surprise when he saw Philomena come in.

“... The little brother I saw at the armory shop last time, why are you here?" Philomena was surprised.

"It's easier here, so I'm here. The little brother said with a smile.

"Okay, can you help me send this to the nearest branch of the Literary Society. Philomena didn't go any further, for in her opinion, the Muse's business was more important.

"Sending it to the branch of the Literary Society? Oh~ I mean, it's very rare, it's the first time since I took over this job that someone wants to send it to the branch of the Literary Society, of course, although there is no precedent, it is not difficult to send it to the branch of the Literary Association. The little brother smiled and said the second half of the sentence, dispelling Philomena's panic.

"Please, how much does it cost?"

"A... Silver coins!" The little brother took the carefully packaged envelope, subconsciously flipped it, and said slowly.

"Thank you so much. Philomena breathed a sigh of relief, it is said that the Teleportation Bureau is not a place where civilians can come, Philomena is still a little nervous, fortunately the cost here is not so expensive, maybe it is a miscommunication.

"It's my job and it's a privilege to serve you. ”

He took the silver coin from Philomena and watched Philomena leave. He didn't put the coin on the counter, but put it in the pocket around his waist, and when he pulled it out again, it was a gold coin in the palm of his hand.

After putting the gold coins on the counter, the little brother looked at the envelope in front of him with an interested expression.

"The letter sent to the branch of the Literary Society was not kept secret, was it carelessness or incompetence... Speaking of which, I guess I'm qualified to read this envelope. ”

"It's nothing, it's not like a submitted article. Behind the shadow suddenly appeared an old man.

"No, it's just a submission. The little brother raised the envelope in his hand, and on the front of the envelope was written "To the writer of the Literary Society." These are a few lingua franca.

"Well, if that's the case, then you do have the qualifications. The old man didn't say anything, and disappeared into the shadows again.

The little brother opened the envelope and pulled out the only hot gold melting paper inside, and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"That's really little, what can be written, "The Furthest Distance in the World"?"

He still does not know that this moment, in the epic records of later generations, is called [the starting point of the progress of the times].