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Serfar's head was being shaken back and forth, and he was yelling and screaming as he said:
"Serfal~ I understand!"
"...Good to know." Latis looked at the silly dragon's silly face with suspicion, and released her with a faint sense of despair.
Serfa shook his messy hair, pondered Latis's expression for a moment, and, finding it incomprehensible, scratched his head and said:
"Did Nasser go play first?"
"Go ahead, go ahead," Latis said helplessly.
Serfal turned around, then turned back, glanced at Latis, then turned away again, and then turned back once more.
"...Are you trying to create a tornado on the spot?!"
Latis couldn't help but shout out his complaint.
"No?" Serfa thought for a moment, then grinned and said, "I was just wondering whether I should say... Serfa misses you."
Latis was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Alright, I'm back now..." He had just reached out to pat Serfar's head when Serfar suddenly bent over and shouted:
"Also, Red Bean's private Marseille!"
"..." Latis watched in silence as Serfal ran off without a clue, then let out a long sigh and murmured:
"No, the Dragon Education Project must begin immediately, immediately!"
He shook his head, looked at the apprentice still lying dead on the ground, examined him for a while, and suddenly froze.
"Does it look... somewhat familiar?"
Simulated memories began to flow rapidly through his mind. After skimming through the scenes, the image gradually settled on the time when he and the robin applied to the Bogu Academy.
"Ah... Bald Mugo?" Latis tapped his head, surprised to find himself matching the image of the Ash-Slaying Holy Body from his simulated memories with the young apprentice before him.
He looked again at the bald Mu Gou, who was still dressed in tattered clothes, and couldn't help but laugh. He clapped his hands and said:
"Let's invest in him. This young man might actually have the talent of an SSR!"
Latis casually cast a healing spell on Bald Mugo, then sat down on the bench, took out a small booklet, and began to write and draw.
"Shear force, stress, material strength, structural analysis..."
He looked at the gradually waking Tu Mugou, laughed heartily at his seemingly drowsy expression, and said:
"Young man, I have a wooden Bible. Would you be interested in learning more about it?"
Tu Mugou took the booklet blankly, subconsciously flipped to the first page, and muttered to himself as he read:
"The advanced knowledge system related to civil engineering is listed below, materials..."
He became more and more excited as he read, and quickly turned to the next page to look at the title on the second page.
"I have forgotten the above content, but its essential principles have been summarized as follows. By integrating and understanding these principles, one can comprehend the true essence of civil engineering."
He was stunned for a moment, and following the arrow drawn by Latis, he looked at the dense text under the huge title "Civil Engineering Bible".
"Old Testament, Genesis of Civil Engineering, Book 1: If you can't even endure this little hardship, you certainly can't do anything else..."
Volume Two: Seize sunny days, make the most of cloudy days, treat drizzle as a good day, treat the moonlight as daytime, and make one sunny day count as two...?
Chapter 226 The Little Bird Goes Round and Round
After learning the purpose of Tumugou's visit to the prop shop, Latis sold him the materials he wanted to buy, and finally watched Tumugou leave the mage territory in a daze.
Latis stood on the path, watching Tumugou's figure, and muttered to himself with worry:
"Oh no, will this whole Bible talk of mine drive him crazy?"
He gasped, deciding to go to Bogu Academy tomorrow to observe the apprentices' entrance exam.
After pondering Tumugou's question for a while, Latis subconsciously looked up at the gradually darkening sky.
As the afterglow of the setting sun faded, the floating magic clouds no longer shimmered with a dark red glow, but instead displayed a dim color under the starlight, looking somewhat like a rainbow broken into small pieces.
He lowered his head, looked at the dimly lit leaning tower where the magic crystal lamps had not yet been lit, and slowly exhaled.
"Everyone's busy, busy, it's good to be busy..."
"Brother, you are back!"
Just as Latis was still thinking to himself, "Don't let your older brother feel lonely," a clear voice suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and saw a lovely girl standing on the path with her schoolbag on her back. It was Robin, who had just finished school.
Latis shook his head, casting aside his chaotic worries, laughed heartily, opened his arms to the robin hurrying towards him, and called out:
"Little bird, my little bird! I'm back...?"
He stared at the schoolbag that had been thrown into his arms and froze instantly.
"Big...Big brother, I...I'll go cook..."
The robin stopped abruptly in front of Latis, blushed, stammered, and ran past him, its head steaming.
"……well!"
Latis weighed his schoolbag in his hand, let out a heavy sigh, and looked up with a long sigh:
"The child has grown up..."
……
……
After rigorously examining the robin's work and discovering that he couldn't understand it at all, Latis calmly offered her encouragement and praise.
After dinner, he reiterated the difference in their cooking skills, and only after the robin humbly asked for his advice did he contentedly impart a bunch of rhymes such as "show off the deliciousness and freshness."
"Speaking of which, why is it just you and Silly Dragon at home now? Has everyone else gone out?" Latis asked curiously, pushing the swing where the robin was sitting under the flower trellis.
"Ms. Kurosawa has been away and hasn't returned, but she sent a letter telling me not to worry."
The robin sighed with some worry, gripping the swing ropes tightly as it said:
"Lord Frico and Miss Serfa take turns minding the shop. Lord Frico is always there in the morning, but lately he's been coming back late at night, apparently doing some research at the Mage Association."
"I see." Latis stroked his chin, becoming somewhat interested in the Mage Association. In fact, he had always been curious about the association, but he couldn't access the middle and upper levels of the association until he became a high-level mage, so he put it aside for the time being.
"I'll ask Frico when I have time later. By the way, Little Bird, is there an entrance exam for Bogu Academy tomorrow?"
"An entrance exam?" The robin tilted its head and whispered:
"It seems to be a personal ability test. That's a bonus point for the entrance exam. Usually, only apprentices who don't pass the entrance exam need to take this kind of extra test."
“Then I’ll go take a look tomorrow, and while I’m at it, I’ll check on your—no, our project progress.” Latis smiled, slowing the swing down and patting the robin’s head.
The robin instinctively tilted her head back, letting Latis rub her head haphazardly for a while before muttering in an even softer voice:
"So, my older brother knew about our joint project too..."
Latis chuckled twice, thought for a moment, and then plopped down next to the robin, squeezing her against the rope.
Before the robin could even react to what was happening, Latis suddenly swung up on the swing with a whoosh.
As a near-high-level warrior, the swing he controls is no longer an ordinary swing, but a super windmill with a rotation speed of up to 100 rpm!
As the robin's shrill cries gradually turned into cheerful laughter, Latis couldn't help but let out a strange "wuhu wuhu" sound as well.
Maybe this is what a big bird, no, a big cow and a little bird do—just wandering around...
……
……
Jennifer!
As evening approached, a gentle voice suddenly rang out behind Jennifer. Jennifer, who was admiring the sunset, paused, stood up while holding onto the clock tower railing, turned around, and then waved and called out joyfully:
"Sister Tina!"
A ten-meter-long artificial dragon hovered in the air, flapping its wings. A girl with turquoise hair waved in the sunset and smiled:
"It's been a while, Jennifer!"
Jennifer nodded, and the clock beside her suddenly rang. She winked at Tina, gave her a thumbs up, and then the two of them jumped down from the air together.
The holy city of Prome has always had the custom of morning bells and evening drums. Although it is called morning bells and evening drums, there are actually bells and drums in the morning and evening, respectively corresponding to morning prayers and breakfast and evening prayers and dinner.
This rule is not very strict, but the official knights in the Holy City generally follow this schedule. Sometimes, reserve knights who still have energy left from their daily training will also join in.
But today, the evening bells have a different meaning for Jennifer and her friends.
"I didn't expect you to be called back for a meeting, Tina. Where have you been lately?"
Jennifer pulled Tina along as they walked towards the chapel, asking curiously.
“I didn’t go anywhere,” Tina said, taking a deep breath.
"Sometimes I'm in Lundia, sometimes in the Holy City... Sometimes I catch a glimpse of the capital from afar, but most of the time I wander freely in the wilderness, riding on a dragon and gazing at the sky and the ground. If I encounter anyone in need of help, I'll dismount and lend a hand..."
“That’s great!” Jennifer said with a grin.
"Sounds like a bard from an old storybook. So, Tina, have you written any masterpieces? Let me take a look!"
"What a masterpiece!"
Tina shook her head helplessly, organized her thoughts, and hesitated before saying:
“Jennifer, have you ever experienced that feeling? It’s like… your body feels very free right now, you can go wherever you want, but your heart seems unable to follow. It’s always in another place, as if something is binding it, so heavy that it makes it hard for me to breathe.”
"Oh, I see..." Jennifer scratched her head, looking troubled.
"If you ask me, I can't seem to imagine that feeling. I don't know why, but hearing that my heart is always in another place gives me a warm feeling of caring for someone else..."
"Ok?"
Tina raised an eyebrow, took a step to the side, and immediately noticed the ring on Jennifer's middle finger.
"Okay, okay, stop scratching." She quickly grabbed Jennifer's hand that was scratching her head and pressed it back to Jennifer's side, saying with a hint of teasing, "It's impolite to scratch like that."
Jennifer chuckled, not at all shy, and introduced herself generously:
"This was bestowed upon me and Latis by the God of Light; I am now his personal knight!"
"Lord Latis?" Tina naturally remembered the name and appearance of the "Father of Dragons." She sighed and said softly: