February 14, 4626842725 the year of the Pheren calendar, that is, five years and more than a month later.

A cold north wind blew across Sean's face, curling the edges of his mage's robes, the snow and ice had melted all over the ground, but the deciduous plants in the courtyard still showed no signs of sprouting.

Before he knew it, he had been in Hogle for more than five years.

The long period of time has not left any mark on Sean's body, and he is still as young and energetic as he was at the beginning.

And the secret of this eternal youth is actually very simple, that is, to take a little bit of the vitality potion prepared by using the elven secret spring every day, in addition, the powerful body of the professional also provided him with a lot of help in this process.

Celia and Estelle were in a similar situation to him, and although they didn't have the power of a professional, Sean didn't mind spending a little more money to provide them with more potions—after all, he was the largest producer of life force potions in Hogel City, and he didn't need to spend anything other than the cost.

Of course, even so, the amount of gold that Sean has earned over the past five years is an astronomical amount, and a stable life has a considerable effect on the improvement of productivity, and this principle is also true for professionals.

He's not the protagonist who gets into trouble wherever he goes and likes to run around, so why take the risk if he can hide in a relatively safe place like Hogle City and grow up quietly?

But then again, does walking around really help break through bottlenecks? When he was promoted from the apprentice level to the apprentice rank, he was also in the middle of the war, maybe the emotional fluctuations can also help the soul to be further sublimated......

……

While Sean was standing in the courtyard looking up at the slowly setting sky, thinking a little distractedly, Celia quietly stepped out of the house.

She held out her hands behind her master's back and hugged the reassuring body hard, then pressed her rosy face against Sean's shoulder, while her mouth let out a soft grunt of attachment.

A warm sensation was transmitted to Sean's back, but it made him frown slightly.

"Dare to run out with so little clothes, aren't you afraid of the cold? I should have locked you out and froze all night."

Sean turned around, pinched Celia's face hard, and said reproachfully.

The trainee-level mental power allowed him to discover the little maid sneaking towards him a long time ago, but he still pretended not to be aware, perhaps because he didn't want to ruin her fun.

Since she stopped doing housework, Celia had a full day to spare, and she didn't like to attend meetings among the noble ladies like Estelle, so she would get tired of being around Sean as soon as she walked out of the lab.

"Woo...... I was wrong master, but didn't you wear only a robe outside?"

Celia gave an innocent and cute expression, then reached out and quietly poked Sean's stomach.

It's not too obvious, but this piece of abs is really good, and it's something that can make her happy at all times......

"I'm a professional, can this be the same? Don't think that today is the Day of Love, I won't punish you, and if you talk back, I'll strip you naked and throw you in the yard, do you hear it?" ….

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched with a vicious look, and he reached out and ripped the button off Celia's dress, as if he really wanted to fulfill what he said.

It's a pity that if it were Celia who had just come to Sean's side, she might have been so frightened that she would have fallen to her knees at this moment, but now......

"Uh-huh, the master is right, we don't dare to talk back anymore."

Celia chick nodded her head like a peck of rice, and then threw herself into her master's arms, rubbing Sean's chest through her clothes, and her two little hands walked up and down dishonestly.

For such a long time, Sean's mood and personality changes, as well as her preferences and bottom lines in various moods and conditions, have been clearly touched by her, so Celia can be quite confident that her understanding of the master's psychology is even higher than the master's own.

It's like

For example, on this rare good day, February 14, the Day of Love, this is almost one of the days of the year when Sean tolerates her the most, as long as it is not too excessive, no matter how skinny, she will not be punished substantially.

"You guy, you really need to teach you a good lesson."

Sean reached out and pressed it on Cilia with some annoyance, and as the mana in his body surged, an apprentice-level vanishing spell that he perfectly controlled was quietly released.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, Celia's thin maid outfit suddenly disappeared, and she screamed and hid in Sean's arms in some fear.

"It's bad.,It's not going to get away with it.,But it shouldn't be.,The owner should like this mood very much.。 ，

Thinking so in her heart, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit, making Celia shiver involuntarily.

Having lost the cover of her clothes, the coldness she could feel suddenly increased many times over.

"Hmph, it's very good at speculating on the master's mind, right, come, take a look at it again."

"Dare to touch it, you are forbidden to wear clothes today, if you don't accept it, it will be two days."

Sean rubbed Cilia's ears fiercely, rubbing them and talking domineeringly, until she was about to cry, and finally stopped.

But having said that, when he noticed that Celia was shivering with cold, he quietly moved his finger and unleashed a long-term warmth spell on her.

There's no way, his favorite slave, he doesn't pet anyone.

……

"Dinner is ready, let's eat, even if you don't eat for a while, you can go to your room and start again."

Just as the two of them continued to wander around the courtyard, even wanting to fight a battle of unilateral conquest on the spot, Estelle walked out of the house with a helpless face.

"Huh? So soon, well, let's eat first."

Sean smacked his lips and reached out to pull Celia, who was already in a pose, up.

It was a terrible feeling to be interrupted at such a time, and Celia stood up and stared at Estelle angrily, obviously feeling that this guy had ruined the good things for herself and her master.

"Don't worry, there will be time later, and your little face will be red with anger."

Sean teased a few words, and after entering the house, he led her and the innocent-faced Estelle to the dining room.

……

The villa was so large that the kitchen alone could easily hold more than a dozen slaves, and when the three of them were seated in the dining room, the trays of exquisite dishes were brought to the table from the kitchen by the beautiful slaves. ….

In addition to the 12 slaves sent by Haytham at the beginning, Sean later went to buy a few slaves who were proficient in cooking, and although they were relatively strong, they were all decent women.

It's not because he's lustful to this extent, but in order to better interact with Celia and Estelle at home, if you buy a few *** subordinates, it will be too inconvenient for the two to dress.

Sean's dinner is quite hearty, with oily roasts, fluffy white bread with a wheat aroma, delicate desserts, and hot soups with natural flavors.

Even if these foods are compared with the high-end Western restaurants on the earth, except for the seasoning is slightly inferior, the other places are not inferior at all, and even the quality of the raw materials is far surpassed.

Estelle sliced the food gracefully with her knife and fork, the metal knife touching the plate without making the slightest sound, but Celia on the side could not be as skilled as her, after all, the slave had not learned how to eat like a nobleman.

……

"Well, it's not bad."

After eating his supper slowly, Sean sat down at random by the window, and he took out a strange bracelet from his pocket and carved it with a little bit of mana.

For more than five years, he had been meditating, studying, or alchemizing for more than ten hours a day, but since he reached level 19 four years ago, he had found that no matter how hard he tried, there was no sign of improving his professional rank.

"That's between probationary and full-fledged

Trenches? It's a name for itself."

Sean muttered to himself, a sudden hint of anxiety in his heart.

Even if he was extremely confident in his talent, anyone who had been stuck in a realm for many years could not help but doubt himself.

Different from the period before the apprentice level was promoted to the apprentice level, although Sean could not be promoted naturally, he still had the certainty of forcibly breaking through, but now he has no clue at all, even if he forcibly urges the soul power, there is a high possibility of failure and damage to his potential.

"Pure and clean souls, what a trouble."

Sean recalled the books he had read about advancing to the formal ranks, which had a lot of content, but none of them had a reliable way to break through the formal ranks naturally.

The book mentions that the souls of ordinary people are born from the sea of origin and descend into the world in nothingness, and in the process, these souls are contaminated with many impurities, which are turbid and weak.

After embarking on the road of professionals and becoming apprentice-level professionals, people's souls will become pure little by little, and the upgrading of apprenticeship and apprenticeship is a process of strengthening the soul and removing impurities.

When the soul is truly pure and immaculate, completely free of all non-self elements and strong enough, it is the best time to move up to the official rank.

All it takes is an opportunity, an opportunity to trigger a throbbing of the soul, and the sublimation will quietly begin.

This process cannot be stopped or interfered with, if it can survive, it is a full-fledged professional, but if it fails, then it will have to wait for the next opportunity.

As for what the exact opportunity was, the book didn't say it, and it is estimated that no one knows. ….

Everyone's soul is different, and the way that can cause everyone's soul to throb is naturally different.

"Forget it, don't think about it, the book says that the deeper the accumulation, the lower the standard, with my talent and the remaining life of more than one hundred and seventy years, even if I stay at home, I will be promoted to the official level one day."

"Maybe one day I'll play a game with Celia or Estelle, and I'll break through."

With a chuckle, Sean turned to pick up Celia and Estelle, who were standing nearby, and walked quickly to the stairs leading to the second floor amid their coquettish voices.

Today is the annual festival of love, and in such a festival worth celebrating, there must be three people to spend together.

……

……

When Sean walked into the room with his second daughter, the restaurant on the first floor was lively again.

Since the master had already eaten, the rest of the food was for the slaves, and almost two-thirds of the delicious food on such a large table was left behind, which was the best gift of the festival for these slaves.

As Sheryl stood at the table, munching on a plate of roast chicken that was about to go cold, she suddenly remembered her brother Marion, who was occasionally in touch when he went out, but she didn't know how Marion was doing lately.

I wonder if he will be able to have dinner if he is in the city or outside the city now? Today is the Day of Love, maybe he has already found his lover......

But if one day in the future she is sold because of her aging appearance, where will she end up at that time?

Shiryl sighed and didn't think any further.

She continued to gobble up her food, then wash the dishes and clean up like the other slaves......

And how can the fate of slaves be in their own hands.

Ferry pigeons