Chapter 47

　　Continuing from last time.

　　I had adventured in the maze again and again before, and I don't know if it was because I always went through the maze alone that I gained some fame, but I actually received an invitation from the royal family of the Kingdom of Shillong, who wanted to hire me as a tutor for His Royal Highness the Prince.

　　To be honest, I'm very moved.

　　Before entering the maze last time, I followed your advice and discussed with Rudy how to enhance the power of magic. Sure enough, he is a genius. There are some directions that I haven't even thought about. You guys really helped a lot.

　　According to what he said in the letter, Sylphy's magical attainments have now been officially promoted to a senior magician. Her hair has reached her shoulders. She has matured a lot and talks less, but she still seems to like sticking to you all the time.

　　Although Rudy's words were quite disdainful, I think it would be very interesting if I really saw this scene. Haha, I have to say that Alan is still so popular with girls.

　　I heard from Rudy that Sylphy once asked you if you wanted to grow your hair into a pigtail like mine, but you flatly refused and said something weird like gray hair should be shoulder-length.

　　Would Eren prefer shoulder-length hair? What is white hair? White hair? But Sylphy's hair is green.

　　Ah, I got off track. Anyway, please congratulate Sylphy for me. After all, if three people send letters to the same place, the cost will be three times as much. After I take office and my income source is stable, I will send her more letters.

　　Speaking of the Kingdom of Shillong, it is a country with some strange customs. Some people even ride elephants and wear turbans. I didn't find a suitable gift for you this time, but a few months ago I wandered around the capital and found something beautiful.

　　——In the river of the capital, there are many beautiful pink flowers. They do not grow out of the soil as we usually see, but are directly supported in the water with green disc-shaped leaves. Its petals are very narrow and long, and they are lovely when they are fully bloomed. They are known as the national flower in Shillong.

　　Well, actually, I don't know what to send you this time. I have racked my brains but can't think of anything.

　　Then just now I suddenly found that this petal that I have been using as a bookmark is very cute, so I will accept it for the time being. I wonder if you will like it.

　　Well, I seem to have this problem every time I write a letter. I have a lot of things I want to say, but when I put pen to paper I don't know what to say, which results in the letter always being very brief and ending.

　　Until next time,

　　When will it be?

　　If you want to reply, please send one letter each to the Adventurer's Guild and the Shillong Palace, in case I missed your letter.

　　——Luo Qixi.

　　Oh, by the way! Stop calling me Blue Mom all the time!! What the hell! Am I that old?

　　And always say it's a term of endearment.

　　Do you think I'll be happy if you make such an excuse?

　　It's really inexplicable——

　　In the northern part of the Asura Kingdom, which is separated from the Shillong Kingdom by the Red Dragon Mountains, in the Feitoya Territory, Buena Village.

　　To the wind and snow, a year seems to be nothing but a coming and going.

　　Last year Alan read letters here, which flew out of the window.

　　This year, it's still the same.

　　However, the knight's house in the village was not too cold because the fireplace was burning well.

　　Alan put down the letter in his hand, moved his eyes away from the last three sentences with messy handwriting, and couldn't help but smile. The image of Luo Qixi's somewhat panicked look emerged in his mind.

　　'The original novel says that the demons are not very smart, but Luo Qixi's brain clearly seems to be very smart.'

　　'This must be a fallacy.'

　　He turned and looked at the snow outside the window.

　　'Another year has passed. Time flies.'

　　Time has left obvious marks on his rapidly growing body. His facial features, which were somewhat immature but sharp a year ago, have changed a lot now. Even if he is just sitting on a chair now, you can see that he is much taller than last year.

　　His hair had grown long and was tied into a short braid at the back of his head. The hair on his forehead had been trimmed and was slightly curled and hung in front of his eyebrows. His eyebrows had been completely trimmed and were much softer. After a year of being influenced by the laughter and joy of the Greyrat family, his eyelids were no longer sharp and were squinting, making him look very harmless.

　　The pair of frameless glasses on his nose were still on, giving his demeanor a scholarly air.

　　Alan raised his hand and picked up the so-called "national flower of Shillong" next to the letter, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

　　It's a lotus petal.

　　There is no corresponding equivalent in this world.

　　It seemed that because it had been stuck in Luo Qixi's book for a long time, it had become a dried flower specimen. The texture of the petals was preserved very intact, without a single cut caused by drying.

　　Alan stretched out his index finger and gently touched the edge of the petal, then carefully placed it next to Loki's "figure".

　　Then he folded the letter, put it back in the envelope, and opened the drawer.

　　Inside the drawer was a whole pile of letters. Next to it was an open wooden box, which contained crystal-clear monster fangs, exquisitely carved magic stone decorations, and a rope that was used to wrap around the handle of a knife.

　　And a male puppet carved with an ugly face, who vaguely resembles a wild man with a slicked-back hair.

　　Even though Alan had seen the puppet hundreds of times in the days since he received it, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw it again.

　　"What is this sculpture? Can't you ask Rudy to make one with clay magic? Mother Smurf is still a Muggle as always. It's really an illusion that she's smart."

　　It is worth mentioning that since the first birthday gift sent by Luo Qixi, Allen gave back Batir silk flower seed powder. Since then, inexplicably and naturally, the two have continued to give each other gifts in subsequent correspondence.

　　Alan shook his head and pulled out a blank piece of letter paper from the drawer.

　　This action brought out a fallen leaf that served as a separator between the old and new pieces of paper.

　　It was a round broad leaf, as if it had fallen from some evergreen tree. It had turned yellow and was made into an exquisite bookmark.

　　Alan reached out and carefully pinched the leaf bookmark with two fingers, then lowered his eyes to look at the bottom of the leaf.

　　There were three words written there. The handwriting was beautiful, small and neat, and the strokes were written carefully without damaging the veins of the leaves at all.

　　"To Alan."

　　Alan looked at the word and the corners of his mouth rose.

　　He took a quick glance at the snow outside the window and began to write.

　　——

　　Dear Mama Smurf,

　　By the time you see this letter, it will probably be a month later as usual.

　　By now you should have been working as a tutor in the Kingdom of Shillong. After all, they offer so much. From what I know about you, I believe that after thinking about it, you will still follow the call of your heart.

　　This is so real.

　　It is worth mentioning that I have heard adventurers from the south say that the princes of the Kingdom of Xillon all have various bad habits, but... maybe it is because of the habit of living a life of luxury? Maybe he is not a bad person? You should not always compare other people's magic talents with Rudy, as this will easily undermine their self-confidence.

　　Of course, this is just a suggestion on the professional ethics of the tutor. As for the prince's character.

　　I have no idea.

　　If he does something excessive, like sexual harassment, please use Fire Wrap on him at the speed of light and be sure to show no mercy.

　　About Lucy's hair.

　　You will understand when you see her again in the future that an elf like Sylphy is more suitable for shoulder-length hair, and exposing her ears will make her look more energetic. Just like you look more charming (crossed out) and decent with a braid.

　　So, everyone has a hairstyle that suits them.

　　As for the white hair, it might be because the sun was too bright that day, which made her hair stand out, so I blurted it out.

　　What does it mean to be popular with girls 'as always'? Were there many girls around you when you were with me?

　　Or are you referring to Sylphy? Are you under some illusion? How old is Sylphy?

　　Speaking of the flowers you sent me, I had the honor of seeing them in a book in the museum of the royal capital. According to the book, although the leaves supporting the flowers are 'lying' in the river, they are indeed grown in the soil.

　　If you don't believe it, next time you can look in the mud under the leaves, you should find its roots.

　　Oh yes, although the rhizome looks dirty, it is white after washing, and there is a hole in the middle, so you can eat it if you cut it.

　　It may not have much flavor and may not suit your taste. It is recommended to soak it in sugar water before eating, which should be more refreshing.

　　Um. These are what I saw in the book, but you can try to see if they are edible. I guess you are not afraid of poisoning, after all, you asked me to send you a lot of batir silk flower seed powder before.

　　As for the gift, I have no idea just like you—

　　Alan stopped writing at this point. Although he wrote that he had no idea, there was no sign of distress on his face.

　　He picked up the letter in his left hand and suddenly reached out to open the window.

　　There was wind and snow outside the window, and in an instant, a bunch of snowflakes rushed in.

　　Alan closed the window against the wind, waved his arms to disperse the snowflakes that were drifting in, and at the same time, stretched out his right index finger and poked the air.

　　He wasn't poking the air.

　　It was a crystal-clear six-winged white flower the size of a fingernail. Allen used the flow secret to change its direction. In his slow-motion senses, the petals slowly fell.

　　Falling

　　Then it fell on the paper. At that moment the letter paper shook in Alan's hand, and at a distance of one finger below the unfinished handwriting, it caught the largest snowflake in the bunch completely.

　　The paper was soaked and then dried.

　　The flowers disappeared.

　　But its 'traces' have been left on the letter paper.

　　In the world of swords and magic, the paper is very rough, and because of this, the water marks are more obvious.

　　It was a flower fold that looked like a seal.

　　Alan smiled, spread the letter paper flat on the table, and continued writing.

　　——

　　You gave me a petal, so I'll give you one too.

　　It's snowflakes from the village of Buena.

　　Also, I really like the evil god figure you carved.

　　Don't carve next time.

　　As for the time when we will meet again.

　　Maybe downstairs late one summer night? Or in the woods another spring?

　　But what is certain is that we will meet again when we need to. There is no need to be anxious, just wait.

　　This feeling is what I call .

　　'expect'.

　　——Alan.

　　Oh, by the way, it's impossible not to call her Blue Mom. Like I said, it's a 'nickname' and has nothing to do with age.

　　Don't you think it's kind to call me that?

　　Alan's mouth curled up, and he paused for two seconds to wait for the handwriting to dry, then folded the letter and put it in an envelope, stuffing it into a drawer beside him, but he touched a crumpled piece of letter paper in the corner of the drawer.

　　It's like being rolled into a ball repeatedly, and then unfolded again.

　　His smile froze on his face, and he took the paper out of the drawer with a somewhat puzzled look.

　　Expand.

　　The dense and repetitive handwriting, like flies flying around, clustered together on the paper.

　　If you look closely, you will see that they are just three words pieced together and reassembled.

　　"Future Vision."

　　And underneath the handwriting, the three lines written a year ago had already been completely covered up.

　　Alan lowered his eyes and looked at the writing in silence.

　　"Wow~Wow~"

　　Outside the door, there was the sound of a child crying and a faint, hurried conversation.

　　"Oh, why is Norn crying so much? He can't leave at all. I remember that Rudy was very easy to take care of. Is it because Rudy is too sensible?"

　　This was the voice of Senis. She had no way to deal with Norn who kept bursting into tears.

　　"No, mother, look! Luai~~~"

　　"Wow. Hehe."

　　"Look, Nolan isn't crying anymore!"

　　This is Rudy's voice. When Noren cries, he often makes faces like this to comfort Noren, and Noren enjoys it very much.

　　"Master Rudy is indeed very sensible. He was when he was a child, and he is still sensible now."

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