Master Tongtian

At dusk, a sumptuous dinner was placed on the old round table on the first floor of Thrandis House.

The staple food is pumpernickel bread, and there are 4 dishes, namely steamed smoked venison breast, fried coho salmon, shredded potatoes and fried onions, plus a large can of radish and ribs soup.

The bronze candlestick in the center of the table was filled with 6 candles, which filled the entire living room with dim yellow candlelight. Next to the candlestick, there was a bottle of fine wine.

The fireplace next to it was also carefully cleaned and placed with fine smokeless charcoal. The burning charcoal fire heated the air and made the entire living room warm.

The ubiquitous musty smell in the wooden house was completely dispersed by the heating, and the remaining musty smell was covered up by the strong aroma of food.

Thrandis sat on a spotless chair and looked at the excellent-looking food on the table. Just smelling it made her appetite whet her appetite.

She looked at Rosen standing by in surprise.

"Father, can you explain to your daughter how you exchanged a pile of rough wood grain paper for so much?"

In the afternoon, she had no reservations in front of Rosen, but in fact, she also found out the financial situation of this young apprentice.

He had a small wallet with only a dozen copper coins in it.

But the food, candles, charcoal fire, and most of the new dinner plates in front of me, and even a simple set of bedding in the small room on the first floor, cost at least 3 silver clays.

This is a difference of more than ten times.

Could it be that this guy is so good at mental illusions that the shops around Chengnan Square mistook the wood grain paper for the stubs of Silver Moon Bank?

Or maybe the store owners were kind enough to accept the IOU written by the little guy?

Rosen smiled, first poured a small glass of wine for Thrandis, then picked up a ceramic dinner plate, carefully cut a piece of meat and placed it in front of Thrandis.

"Teacher, please forget the 'father' joke."

Thrandis took a bite of the meat and felt that it was tender and delicious. After chewing it for a while, her mouth was filled with the aroma of meat.

Take another sip of wine, the mellow wine washes your mouth and flows into your throat, as smooth as the finest silk.

Bright candlelight, brand new tableware, fine wine and food, and a meticulous apprentice standing beside you.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood.

At that time, the family was not in a state of decline, her father was still alive, her brother had not inherited the family property, and her sister-in-law was quite gentle to her.

Unknowingly, Thrandis's eyes became moist. He sniffed slightly and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

She smiled softly: "Rosen, my dear apprentice, just do your best and resolve the confusion in your mentor's heart, right?"

Now that they have talked about it to this extent, Rosen naturally no longer hides it.

"Teacher, Chabolai should have mentioned to you that I am good at painting."

"I took the paper you gave me, and took a few pieces of charcoal from the fireplace, and then took it to the market in the south of the city, and painted people's portraits one by one."

"Every time you draw a picture, you can exchange for some items. After you draw a dozen pictures, everything will be complete."

Thrandis was startled: "Using charcoal to draw people's portraits on wood grain paper? Can such a simple drawing paper and brush be exchanged for something?"

‘Wow~’

Rosen took out a neatly folded piece of wood grain paper from his pocket and handed it to Thrandis while standing straight and raising his chin high.

"Teacher, an outstanding painter, can use the simplest tools to draw the most shocking paintings."

"As your magic apprentice, my magic skills are naturally far inferior to those of my mentor, but when it comes to painting, I think my mentor is far inferior to me."

When he spoke, he had a reserved and restrained confidence on his face, appearing neither humble nor overbearing.

"You're getting more and more interesting little guy."

Thrandis took the tablecloth and wiped the corners of his mouth, opened the yellowed wood grain paper, took a look at it, and couldn't help but let out a low "ah", and two red clouds flew up on his white cheeks.

But he didn't move his eyes away, and kept staring at the drawing paper.

After looking at it for a long time, he moved his gaze back to Rosen's face. A pair of red agate-like eyes were already filled with extraordinary splendor.

"I bet that if you take this painting to the 'Silver Shining' tableware store, you can definitely get a complete set of silver tableware from the boss."

Rosen nodded in approval: "The boss is an energetic person. His eyes always linger on the chest, waist and hips of the young female customer."

"But the protagonist of "Beauty Leaving the Bath" is the tutor. Without the permission of the tutor, I naturally cannot make any arbitrary decisions."

"Yeah~ You did the right thing. Our master-disciple relationship is close, so naturally we can be honest with each other, but we can't take advantage of those stupid, dirty, smelly men outside."

Thrandis carefully smoothed the creases on the drawing paper with his hands and handed it back to Rosen.

"Tomorrow morning, go get a wooden picture frame, frame this painting, and hang it on my bedside."

"As you wish, Master."

After finishing speaking, Rosen added: "If you think this painting is too rough, I can redraw it using oil painting."

Thrandis's eyes suddenly lit up: "Ah~ you can also paint? Then I'll do as you say!"

After speaking, she pointed to the chair opposite: "My dear apprentice, you must be tired and hungry after a busy day. Come, sit down and have dinner with your mentor."

Rosen was already hungry and immediately said, "I feel very honored."

After dinner, both master and apprentice were very satisfied.

After finishing eating, Thrandis stretched and said lazily: "After putting away the tableware, come upstairs and start the apprentice's first lesson."

After saying that, she went upstairs on her own.

Rosen immediately stood up and saluted: "Congratulations, mentor."

Although they didn't get along for long, he understood it somewhat.

Although he behaves a bit strangely on the outside, Thrandis, who grew up in a noble family, still yearns for the decent life he once had in his heart, and attaches great importance to etiquette.

This is not to say that she is a harsh person, on the contrary, she is very generous.

Rather, she is most accustomed to this aristocratic lifestyle, and this kind of formal, well-behaved state makes her feel most comfortable.

In this case, Rosen naturally tried his best to satisfy her psychological needs, which was regarded as fulfilling the third obligation of the apprentice.

He began to quickly clear away the leftovers on the table, not only using his hands to clean up, but also trying to use the hands of the mage as an assistant.

Although he was a little unskilled at first, after practicing for an afternoon, Rosen obviously felt that he was more comfortable controlling his magic power.

Obviously, this is a unique way of practice that can be integrated into life.

In my previous life, I lived alone for more than ten years, and I didn’t find my partner until I was almost 40 years old.

He was very skilled at this kind of housework, and he had everything organized in a short time.

After finishing the housework, I quickly washed my head and face with hot water, put on a set of clean clothes that didn't smell of oily smoke, and made sure I didn't have any peculiar smell on my body before walking up to the second floor.

‘Tuk-tuk-tuk~’

"Teacher, I'm here."

Knocking on the door before entering a room should be aristocratic etiquette.

A response came from behind the door: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

Rosen then pushed open the door and entered.

Behind the door, Thrandis was sitting in a chair with a light blue cover on the desk in front of him.

Seeing Rosen walk in, she pointed to the book on the table: "Take this book and read it. It will be the main teaching material in the future."

Rosen stepped forward to check and found that it was a handwritten book with the words "General Theory of Magic" written in Juanxiu font on the cover.

He bowed and thanked her before holding the book in his arms.

"There is no second chair here. Fortunately, you have wiped the floor very clean. Let's just sit on the floor and listen to the class tonight."

"Yes, mentor."

Rosen sat cross-legged three meters away from the opponent, carefully placing "General Theory of Spells" on his knees.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that Serandis's temperament had changed dramatically from before.

At this moment, her eyes were stern, her expression was serious, her body was sitting upright, and her whole body exuded a sense of awe-inspiring dignity.

During the day, Rosen was so agitated by her that he was full of thoughts, and the urge to spend a spring night with her tonight often flashed through his mind. But when he was glanced at by the other party, he no longer had any evil thoughts in his mind.

He secretly praised in his heart: 'Hmm~ No wonder he can become an intermediate mage at such a young age, his professional attitude is indeed top-notch! ’

He also stopped his distracting thoughts and sat up straight.

Seeing him like this, Thrandis nodded in approval and began to teach spells.

"You already have a good foundation in magic. I won't go into some simple common sense."

"In this first lesson, I will explain to you the three basic quantities of mana, and how to measure the basic quantities of mana as accurately as possible and perform quantitative calculations."

As soon as he heard this sentence, Rosen felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and he instantly lifted his spirits.

There was also a thought in my mind: "It's all good stuff right from the start! It's worth the patience and hard work all afternoon!"

Next, Thrandis began to lecture meticulously.

Rosen was also very energetic and did not dare to be distracted for a moment.

As I listened, I felt that many of the doubts I had encountered during this period had been perfectly answered one by one, and I felt a sense of enlightenment and clarity in my heart.

‘It’s cool! ’

He secretly sighed and had the illusion of going back to the university to listen to the professor's lectures.

Thrandis spoke for more than two hours. After she finished speaking, she asked: "Did you understand?"

Rosen immediately explained all the doubts he encountered along the way.

Some are divergent associations, but some are very low-level and cannot be understood at once.

Thrandis showed no sign of impatience. She answered them one by one and would not stop until she was sure that Rosen fully understood.

It took more than an hour to solve the puzzle, and the time reached 9 o'clock in the evening.

There was also an obvious look of exhaustion on her face: "Okay, that's it for today, we will continue tomorrow night."

Rosen immediately withdrew respectfully, quickly went to the first floor, and brought a cup of warmed milk and a can of water to the room.

"Teacher, this is the milk prepared for you before going to bed, and here is your mouthwash."

"Well~ you are interested."

Thrandis nodded indifferently, and after drinking the milk, he added: "You don't have to worry so much in the future. Your main task is not to serve me, but to learn spells well."

Rosen was startled and thought to himself: ‘Didn’t you yourself say that you want me to take good care of you? Why has the conversation changed again now? ’

Seeing that Thrandis still looked solemn, Rosen was really confused.

Seeing that Thrandis was fully dressed, he asked tentatively: "Teacher, do you need me to help you take off your clothes and hair?"

"No need to bother. You don't have to worry about these trivial matters in the future."

When speaking, Thrandis' tone was cold, his expression indifferent, and there seemed to be a hint of displeasure.

‘Why has it changed so much? Did my performance not satisfy her? Or is it true that the madness that the uncle said is true and will relapse from time to time? ’

Rosen really didn't understand. Fortunately, he had seen many demons in his previous life, so he didn't find it strange.

"Good night, mentor."

He was exhausted after a long day's work. After bowing briefly, he retreated to the first floor.

The kitchen is to the left of the fireplace on the first floor, and there is a small room to the right. In the afternoon, Rosen simply decorated it and turned it into his own resting room.

After checking the fire and making sure it was safe, he threw himself on the bedclothes and almost fell asleep.

But after all, I didn't forget my daily meditation lessons. After doing it all, I fell asleep.

While I was sleeping hazily, I suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from upstairs. No, it should be said that it was a quarrel, the kind where the voice was lowered.

I felt strange in my heart: "Isn't there only the instructor upstairs?"

The sound of talking stopped again, and did not sound again.

‘Maybe he’s talking to himself alone. ’

As soon as his thoughts sank, Rosen fell completely into sleep.