The gardens of the Clevenna Mansion are no longer as dangerous as they once were.

The original thorns are gone, replaced by colorful flowers blooming in the sun.

The flowers sway gently in the breeze and exude a fragrant aroma.

It was as if the jungle of thorns had never been seen in this tranquility.

Perhaps it was because of Cocott's departure that the garden had been deprived of the nourishment of the forces of nature.

Although it is no longer as prosperous as it used to be, the colorful scenery still makes people feel comfortable and happy.

Among the swaying flowers, a white cloud hovers above the branches.

The center of the cloud is concave, and a small white dog that blends perfectly into it curls up.

It sleeps soundly, and the bubbles in front of its nose gently expand and contract with its breathing.

But then, a sharp voice sounded in the garden:

"Give me back my clouds!"

But the little white milk dog acted as if he hadn't heard anything.

It just rolled over, pouted its white ass, and shook it.

It seems that this hysterical cry is completely inaudible.

But the clouds under the puppy trembled excitedly as if they saw an acquaintance, and they couldn't wait to get closer to the past.

But the puppy on its body, as if it had a thousand pounds of weight, made it completely impossible for it to approach the other party.

Looking at the puppy who completely ignored himself, the elf finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She grabbed the cloud with both hands and shook it violently, trying to wake up the puppy sleeping in the cloud.

Pukki, who felt the violent shaking, frowned, and the bubbles in front of his nose exploded.

It gradually opened its hazy eyes, opened its mouth, and yawned widely.

Then he saw the figure of Kokot clutching the clouds.

It blinked.

"Huh?"

I see, I don't seem to wake up.

Forget it, sleep a little longer.

It simply lay back in the clouds and closed its eyes again.

"Give me back my clouds!"

With Cocott's shout, countless flowers writhed and stretched their stalks, staggering towards the milk dog on the clouds.

Trying to wrap around Pukki's limbs and hang it in the air.

The moment the elongated vine stalk touched Puki, the little milk dog opened its eyes and woke up completely.

It frowned, its eyes wide.

Perhaps because of its anger when it got up, its eyes turned slightly red.

Reveals the anger of the demon of sloth after being woken up.

When it is woken up, if it falls into a rage, even Pukki himself can't control himself.

Although it was attracted by the elf in front of it, the other party woke it up so unscrupulously.

It doesn't mind giving the other person a taste of the demon's ferocity......

In the next second, its somewhat crimson gaze swept over the other puppy behind Cocott.

It is red all over, much larger than it, and extremely strong like a hound.

But its appearance is very different from other dogs.

Because it has three dog heads.

At this time, all three of its heads stuck out their tongues, snorting and snorting, sniffing the fragrant aroma of the garden.

The moment he saw these three vicious dogs, Pukki's pupils contracted rapidly, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

It placed its two front paws in front of its body, wagged its little short tail, and stuck out its tongue, as if it were a well-behaved dog, extremely well-behaved.

Even the violent aura on his body that was forced to wake up disappeared without a trace in this instant.

Watching Pukki's attitude change dramatically, Kocott's eyes gleamed with doubt.

However, as soon as she realized that it had awakened, she focused her eyes on the clouds beneath it, and spoke eagerly:

"Alright, our deal is over."

"Now, give me back my clouds at once!"

The clouds nodded frantically, agreeing with Cocott's words.

Pukki looked Cocot up and down, yawning leisurely as he dragged out his voice in a languid voice:

"Hmm...... Why did you wake up? ”

Strangely, it stands to reason that, with the elf's inertia, she would not wake up after she fell asleep.

In this way, it will be able to dominate the cloud forever.

But she woke up, and it was only in half a month.

And, just behind Cocott, the bright red three-headed dog.

Is it a coincidence?

I always felt that there was a particularly terrifying bloodline suppression.

It's not that the three-headed dog looks like a bigger and more ferocious dog, but that it looks like a normal little puppy.

It's just that when Pukki sees it, he can always feel that this three-headed dog seems to be some kind of high-ranking creature with a higher personality than it.

But Cordot naturally didn't have time to deal with that.

She listened to Pukki's words and quickly understood what it meant.

Yes, yes, this dead dog actually took the clouds for himself!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he stomped his foot angrily, simply reached out and grabbed the clouds tightly, propped himself up, and stared at Puki and asked.

"You did it on purpose!?"

"Isn't that exactly what you need?"

Pukki drooped his head and said lazily.

It really didn't expect Cocott to wake up so quickly.

It seems that the human who can call its name is really not a simple person.

I don't know why the one named Hernie kept telling him to communicate with this elf more.

Remembering the deal between them, Pukki yawned sleepily again.

And the elf voice on the side sounded again:

"I'm awake now, it's time for you to give me back the clouds."

Pukki glanced at Kocot, who was making a sound, and spoke:

"I can give it back to you while you're awake."

"But when you fall asleep, according to the deal, this cloud will still belong to me."

This is what they trade and cannot be changed.

Cocott was very angry, his eyes widened, he glared at the puppy, and said:

"Are you sure you have to?"

Pukki opened his mouth and chirped twice, the meaning was very obvious.

Seeing Pukina's clear meaning, Kokote turned his head directly to the red three-headed dog behind him, and made a commanding voice:

"Up, bite it!"

Kerber Roston opened his legs and pounced on Pukki above the clouds:

"Wang!"

……

In the center of the royal capital, the sunlit magic academy is particularly splendid.

In one of the college's classrooms, students filled almost all the seats

Hernie, on the other hand, wore a pair of square-rimmed glasses, holding a lesson plan in one hand and a slender ruler in the other.

Standing on the podium, confidently telling the students about the composition of magic.

"The flow of magic in high-level magic is not like concluding magic, whether it is between the lines and runes, the user needs to concentrate on injecting magic into them to achieve the effect of cohesion....."

Countless students under the podium were taking notes in unison, and the sound of paper turning was incessant.

The students who had carefully analyzed it all frowned, studying their magic.

Erica sat in the front row.

The long golden hair seemed to be covered with flowing gold in the sunlight, shining with a gentle and dazzling light.

Her eyes were fixed on Hernie, the tip of her pen jumping across the paper, jotting down each of Hernie's points word by word.

Bell Bell Bell –

The crisp and melodious bell rang throughout the classroom, breaking the tranquility of learning.

A crisp bell rang for the end of class, and Hernie looked up at the bell that kept ringing.

Hernie paused her lecture, closed her book, and smiled at the students.

"Students, it's time to rest, please don't forget what we are learning today."

"When you go back, remember to practice often."

The moment the words fell, Hernie had already packed up all the lesson plans.

With the sound of crisp footsteps, he left the classroom.

The students all stared blankly at where Hernie had been, their faces flushed,

There is no man or woman who does not cover his face and feel the hot face.

It wasn't until long after Hernie had left that the classroom began to chatter.

"Ah, Professor Hernie is really amazing, beautiful and beautiful, and the teaching is both profound and vivid."

"Professor Herney's magic theory is the best I've ever seen, it's so exaggerated, it feels like you can learn it casually."

"There is a style of Professor Victor's lectures, but Professor Victor has not seen it in the academy for a long time."

"yes, I've been scheduling his classes for more than a month......"

Erica sat in her seat, listening to the sounds around her.

A hand reached behind his head and lifted his long blond hair, feeling a little emotional.

Who would have thought that half a year ago, Hernie was just an unknown teaching assistant.

Now he has become one of the most popular professors.

Hernie's classes are always full, and students have been rushing to book since the start of the school year, and many are still hard to find one.

Her fame even overshadowed the gloom of the past.

At that time, she was even just a magic apprentice.

None of the professors wanted to have anything to do with Hernie.

And now Hernie is already a real third-order mage.

Therefore, no one would believe that half a year ago, Hernie was just a magic apprentice with no magical talent.

They will only believe what they see with their eyes.

When she heard the rest of the students talk about Victor, Erica looked out the classroom window and became melancholy.

As the daughter of the Duke, she received news faster than the other students.

The diplomatic corps returns, and the princess of the empire also returns to the empire.

A series of events that have taken place in the Kingdom of Kanter have been talked about almost all over the place.

And Professor Victor naturally returned.

It's just that even if he returns to the royal capital, he hasn't returned to the academy for a long time.

And also...... Thinking of what her father said to her.

After the return of the diplomatic corps, the Duke of Rivi visited the other party for the first time.

But both Victor and Leah seemed to have suddenly evaporated and disappeared.

After inquiries from the servants in Victor's house, it turned out that they had just returned to their hometown in the past few days.

So Duke Levi had no choice but to let Erica hand it over.

"If you see Victor in the Academy, pass on what I'm saying to him."

Erica sighed.

Professor Victor has not yet returned, and it seems that the task given to her by her father may not be completed.

At this time, a student's surprised voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Professor Victor, Professor Victor is back!"

After these words sounded, the entire classroom suddenly fell silent.

Before the room could react, Erica, who was sitting in her seat, suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a blue formation of teleportation magic stayed in place, turning into a trace of azure magic and dissipating in the air.

And in the next second, she had appeared in front of the student who shouted in surprise.

Erica's eyes were fixed on the student, and she asked solemnly:

"Who did you say came back?"