"Young Master, are you asleep?" Delin was absorbing the magic crystal when he heard the beautiful voice of Jamiri outside.

"No, what's wrong?" Sister Jamiri," Delin asked, putting away the magic crystal in his hand.

"Master, can I come in......? I have something to say to you. Jamiri hesitated, but finally mustered up her courage.

"Of course, Sister Jamiri. Delin said with a smile.

Jamiri only appeared through the doorway, then looked at Delin carefully, and only walked slowly after confirming that Delin was waiting for her. Delin looked at Yamiri's movements and expression, and felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the other party, and Delin suddenly remembered that in the past few months, there seemed to be a lot of estrangement between himself and Yamiri.

"Sister Jamiri, it seems like we haven't talked together for a long time, are you here to talk to me?" Delin said with a smile.

"Young Master," Jamili sat down across from Delin, "I...... I don't know what to say. ”

"Sister Jamiri, you are my closest person now, what else can't you say?" Delin was sure that the other party was already a little alienated from herself, and she must have said nothing to herself before, "Sister Jamiri, what's wrong with you?"

"Young master, then I'll say it, you can't be angry. Jamiri plucked up her courage, "Young Master, it's not me who feels wrong about me, it's you. ”

"I, what's wrong with me?" Delin's face was full of shock and puzzlement, but in his heart he secretly said, "Haven't I done it well?

"No, young master!" Jamiri's face was already full of eagerness and sadness, and there were some other feelings that were difficult to explain. Jamili had tilted her head and didn't look at Delin again. "Young Master, I feel that since you were injured, your whole person has changed, no longer like you before, but like a stranger, although it is still the same for us as before, but that feeling is completely different. Jamiri turned her head to look at Delin again, and there were already two tears on her face.

"I ......" Delin looked at the sad but expectant eyes, Delin who wanted to say everything suddenly swallowed again, he knew that Jamiri must have difficulty accepting the fact that Delin had died before. If she is desperate to tell the truth, it seems to be a confession to her, but it is definitely a great disservice. "Sister Jamiri is hungry, I'm ...... I don't know why, but since that injury, I've felt like I've had a lot of memories in my head that I never had... I don't know why, but that's how they exist, it's always in my head. ”

"Master, are you okay, do those memories make you sad and painful?"

"No, Sister Jamiri, these memories ...... It's like a person's life, it gives me a lot of feelings that I never had before, it gives me experience and wisdom, and I now understand that it teaches me a lot of things, although sometimes it also confuses me. Delin fell into the memory.

"Young master, can you forget those memories? I don't want to see you like this, I don't want to see you busy and unhappy. Jamiri pleaded.

"No, Jamiri, I can't, and besides, it has helped me a lot, you know, if it hadn't helped, I would have died in the trial. Delin looked at Jamilie's look of pity, "Sister Jamili, I always have to grow up, and I have to grow up, so that I can protect you and Grandpa Harry and myself, I can't always think about nothing like before, don't work hard, and live like an An'an rabbit, do you know? Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you want to protect. Sister Jamiri, I'm sorry. However, I try to forget the bad things in my memory. Delin looked at Jamiri and said slowly.

Jamili listened, feeling sad and relieved, pity and self-blame, and her face showed surprise or smile. Yes, the young master has really grown up and wants to protect his relatives and himself, but what about himself? not only did he not protect him well, but he demanded him unreasonably and became a burden to him.

"Young master, I'm ...... It's me who was so stupid that not only didn't help you, but ......"

Instead of letting her blame herself, Delin took her in his arms.

"Sister Jamiri, don't blame yourself, I have never told you these things, this is my fault, I should tell you. You see, you've been taking care of me for so many years, and it's time for me to protect you, right? You can't let me be a kid who only knows how to play, can you? I'd better be a man who stands up to the sky. You don't cry anymore, it won't be beautiful if you cry again. Delin hugged her and whispered slowly in her ear.

Hearing the words "not pretty", Jamiri was immediately startled, broke free from Delin's arms, turned around, and secretly wiped away her tears, and then looked back at Delin embarrassedly. Finding that Delin was looking at him with a smile, his face couldn't help but flush, and then he lowered his head embarrassedly......

"Young Master......" Jamiri's small voice came.

"Huh?!"

"I also want to be stronger, I don't want to be a burden to the young master, I want to protect the young master. Jamilia became more and more determined, and her head was raised to look at Delin.

"Silly girl, I'm a man, I should protect you. You're going to need to take care of me, you're going to be too tired......" Delin laughed.

"No, I have to be stronger, or when the time comes, you will ignore me and annoy me. Jamiri's tone was filled with firmness.

"How so? You will always be my dearest sister Jamiri. Delin said sincerely.

"I believe in you, but I still have to be strong. Young Master, don't underestimate me! I'm also a magician!" Jamiri said as she stretched out her right hand, slowly condensing a water ball.

Delin now finally realized the surprise of the Thirteen Princes, the person who had been with him for many years had suddenly become a magician?! Just like he was recognized as a "Demon Martial Arts", and then used his proud magic bet to win him in front of the Thirteen Princes. Surprise and unbelievable accuracy piled up on his face.

"I'm surprised, young master! Actually, people have long known that they have a talent for magicians, when Sister Milan is still there...... I tested it, and I was a second-level magician at that time, but I haven't meditated anymore for all these years, because Grandpa Harry said that it might cause us unnecessary trouble......" Jamiri's voice gradually lowered, because she knew that she had inadvertently mentioned Sister Milan again.

"Sister Jamiri, I'm fine, I've been taking care of you all these years, it's because I don't care enough about you, I don't even know that you're a magician like me?"

"Ahh......h

"I only found out after I got those memories, it turns out that I didn't do what I was asked to do when I tested it!" Delin explained with a smile, "Look!" Raising his hand to release a ball of flame, the shock on Jamiri's face could no longer be hidden.

"Master, can you teach me? I don't know anything but this water polo technique taught by my sister Milan, do you think I'm stupid?" asked Jamiri.

"This ...... I don't know, I only know about this fireball technique and a simple meditation method, that's why I want to study at the Academy of Magic!" Delin said with a wry smile.

"Young Master"

"Huh?!"

"Can you tell me something from that memory, like a story?" asked Jamiri.

"Good!" Delin nodded in agreement, and took Jamiri in his arms, just as Delin had done when he had listened to her stories.