Then, the Pope's eyes widened, he looked at Xavier in disbelief, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, you ......" You agreed?!

Xavier didn't speak, just looked at the Pope with a flat gaze.

In the end, the Pope was top-heavy and left the manor a little lightly.

After the Pope left, Shiebel asked Xavier, "Are you really sure Your Majesty wants to call me magic?" ”

Xavier's tone was flat, "Yes." What's wrong? ”

"Nothing." Shiebel shook his head, just looking at Xavier's gaze with some meaning.

Even if she is rotten at that time, don't be angry, my god of light.

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"Don't learn, don't learn, oops, I don't learn!"

In the quiet attic of the manor, suddenly the voice of the girl's coquettish scoundrel was heard.

On the third floor of the attic, the attic surrounded by a circle, rows of bookshelves were filled with books, and in front of the desk on the other side, the girl sat on the desk, and in front of her was a thick book of elementary magic primers.

The girl in front of her pursed the corners of her mouth, she wrinkled her eyebrows deeply, and looked at the book in front of her very unhappily.

There were also many magic trial potions on the desk, as well as quills tossed aside by the girl, special dragon's blood ink, and yellowed notebooks bound from open parchment.

In front of the girl stood a slender blonde young man wearing a snow-white robe.

The young man's silky blonde hair hung down, and it should look very silky, as if you could grab a hand and the blonde hair would slip through your fingers.

Xavier had already thought of the consequences of the girl's sloppy posture when he agreed to teach her magic.

After all, in the past few days with her in the manor, Xavier had seen with his own eyes how the girl had been helpless against her in front of the group of elders and holy envoys.

It's just that when Xavier really faced the girl scoundrel, Xavier found himself so helpless, all his thoughts seemed to fly away, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to do next.

Xavier pursed his lips slightly, "Why don't you want to learn?" ”

Shiebel replied, "Because I can't learn!" Those words make my eyes hurt and my head hurt! Your Majesty, I don't want to learn~" The girl said, and began to be coquettish to him.

Xavier didn't know that the girl was coquettish, he only knew that the girl's originally lazy tone suddenly began to become soft and restrained.

It seemed to be soft, soft, like it had been filled with honey.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, and he couldn't understand why the girl had suddenly become different again.

The God of Light clutched the soft robe slightly at his fingertips, and his voice was soft, "Then don't read the text, I'll teach you personally." ”

"But," said the girl, who suddenly flattened her mouth, and said very aggrievedly, "the God of Light does not like me at all." ”

“！”

The blonde beauty's breath stagnated slightly, he looked at the girl in surprise and blankness, and said slowly, "Why do you ask that?" ”

Shiebel stretched out her hand, and under Xavier's gaze, the girl slowly spread her palm, and said, "You see, I can't even feel the light element. Others who learn light magic can feel some light elements more or less, but what about me! ”

The big guy kept doing it and became a white moonlight after his death