37 Ivette's Visit

That made sense. After all, Nanali hadn't had a good rest these days. On this rare Sunday, it was better to let Nanali sleep a little longer.

Coming to the kitchen, Lane started to prepare breakfast. Naturally, Darrie followed Lane to assist and observe and learn by the way.

While the two were handling the ingredients, suddenly, there came Daisy's surprised shout from upstairs.

Lane smiled faintly. It seemed that when Daisy was cleaning his room, she saw that fairy tale.

Darrie also guessed this. First, she smiled slightly, and then suddenly said to Lane:

"Mr. Lane, have you ever thought about submitting these stories to the newspaper office?"

Submit to the newspaper office?

Lane's movement of handling the ingredients paused for a moment.不得不说, Darrie's suggestion was indeed very good.

After all, there were so many stories in his memory. Somehow, their value had to be brought into play, right? Otherwise, it would be too pity.

The kindness of this hapless time-traveler couldn't be wasted.

"Well... That makes sense. I'll go to the newspaper office and try to submit them when I have time."

"Um~"

Darrie suddenly made a long sound.

Lane turned his head and saw Darrie narrowing her eyes and showing a fox-like smile:

"Sure enough, those stories were all written by Mr. Lane himself. If it was really as Mr. Lane said that they were seen in other books, then they couldn't be submitted to the newspaper office."

Lane: "..."

Oops, he, the dignified head of the Dark Corrosion Knight Regiment, was actually calculated by a maid.

Even so, Lane didn't argue. He silently made breakfast and let Darrie think whatever she wanted.

Halfway through making breakfast, Nanali finally woke up and walked out of the room.

"Nanali, good morning."

Lane turned his head and said to Nanali with a smile.

"Um, good morning."

Nanali nodded and went to the washroom to wash up.

After serving breakfast on the table, Lane wiped his hands and began to blow-dry Nanali's hair who had just finished washing. The gusts of magic wind summoned by Lane blew through her hair, making Nanali narrow her eyes involuntarily. She had just woken up, but she started to feel sleepy again.

"Nanali, do you have any plans for today?"

While blowing Nanali's hair, Lane asked.

"Practice swordsmanship."

Nanali simply replied with two words.

Lane smiled wryly. To be honest, he really wanted to take Nanali out to have some fun.

But he wasn't familiar with Atel City. He didn't even know where there were places to have fun.

After drying Nanali's hair, Lane, as always, smoothly rubbed Nanali's head:

"Let's go, have breakfast."

"You're touching my head again..."

When they came to the dining table and just had a few bites, they heard a knock on the door.

Lane was stunned for a moment. He put down the fork, came to the door of the mansion, and opened it.

Seeing the always dedicated guard of Yaxi's family standing at the door, he said:

"Mr. Lane, the daughter of Marquis Odice has come to visit. She said she wants to learn magic from you."

Hearing this, Lane poked his head and looked behind the guard. He found that the Knight girl Ivette was standing at the gate at this time, waiting obediently for the guard's reply.

Having taken off the school uniform of Orcutt Academy, Ivette changed into a white casual dress. There was also a silver shoulder armor on her left shoulder, and she still held that Knight's long sword in her hand.

Coupled with her long golden hair tied into a neat single ponytail behind her, the whole little girl looked very clean and smart.

The knight who was beaten up by Lane was gone and was replaced by an ordinary maid, standing respectfully behind Ivette.

Turning his head, Lane looked at Nanali at the dining table again.

Nanali sent a mouthful of food into her small mouth, and then said:

"She came to find you. You can decide for yourself."

Lane nodded and said to the guard: "Tell them that I and the young lady are having breakfast and have no time."

The guard was obviously stunned for a moment, but still nodded and replied: "I know."

It's estimated that only Mr. Lane dares to reply to the daughter of a marquis like this?

After closing the door, Lane and Nanali continued to have breakfast.

"Just giving her the cold shoulder like this, is it okay?"

Nanali couldn't help asking.

Although Nanali guessed that Lane would choose to refuse, she didn't expect Lane to refuse so decisively without giving any face.

"Teach if I want to, don't teach if I don't want to. There aren't so many rules."

Lane replied indifferently, making Nanali somewhat speechless.

It always feels like Lane is the most wayward one...

After finishing breakfast, Lane and Nanali rested for a while and then walked out of the mansion, ready to practice swordsmanship.

As soon as they walked out of the mansion, at the moment of seeing the front gate, both Lane and Nanali couldn't help but freeze in place.

Because at this time, Ivette and her maid were still standing solemnly at the position of the front gate, looking at the mansion guard without moving.

After exchanging glances with Nanali, Lane walked forward helplessly:

"Still not leaving?"

"Finished breakfast?"

Ivette asked instead: "Can you teach me how to become a Magic Swordsman now?"

Lane sighed: "I won't teach you. Please go back."

"If you don't teach me, I won't leave."

Ivette suddenly became very stubborn.

Lane folded his arms and said indifferently:

"You standing here doesn't affect me at all. And it's estimated that in a short while, Marquis Odice will come to pick you up."

Saying that, Lane turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Ivette's expression rarely showed fluctuations and became somewhat anxious:

"How can you teach me? At least tell me your ideal reward!"

"I'm not interested in your rewards."

Lane turned his head and looked into Ivette's firm gaze:

"Why do you have to learn to become a Magic Swordsman? Do you know what kind of profession a Magic Swordsman is?"

The "magic" of a Magic Swordsman is not just about magic. This profession completely belongs to the crazy ones. It's the "magic" of madness. Every battle is exchanging injuries for injuries. There is only offense and no defense.

"I know!"

Ivette nodded vigorously.

Lane: "..."

To be honest, Lane was really moved by Ivette's firm gaze.

But, Lane actually felt that Ivette was more suitable for the profession of Paladin. Magic Swordsman... was really not suitable for the little girl Ivette.

"... If you really want to learn from me, then, swear by the Knight's Oath and become my apprentice."

After thinking carefully for a long time, Lane turned around, showing a slightly evil smile on his face, and finally decided to give Ivette a chance.

"Be... an apprentice?"

Ivette was stunned.

Becoming an apprentice by the Knight's Oath was not as simple as going through a process.

For a knight, this was equivalent to recognizing a foster father and must not disobey for life!