Time is not a luxury for elves. It wasn't until winter came that the heavy snow turned the entire Barum white. Luke, who was discussing magic with Fulilian, suddenly realized that another year had passed. Fulilian yawned sleepily. The arrival of winter made her enter a state of semi-hibernation, and her sleeping time was a few points longer than usual. Moreover, after experiencing the warm quilt, she was unwilling to come out. The time when she got up every day was different. A few o'clock late. Luke put down what he was doing and shook her, "Cheer up, Florian." Fulilian: "I think you should do the right thing at the right time. For things like flying magic, it can take three to five years." Luke: (-﹏-`;) "Don't be so willful. Didn't we agree to complete the magic this year?" Florian: The main force in the research on flying magic was Fulian. When she stopped, the progress naturally began to slow down. Luke could only resume his previous routine, conducting magic training and physical training, studying flying magic at night, and reviewing the problems he encountered before.
The world of magic is profound and mysterious, and the more you learn, the more you feel you are lacking. After finishing his exercise, Luke, who was steaming all over, walked into the bathroom, and as expected, he felt eyes in the dark. After Terela successfully took off Luke's clothes, she behaved for a while, but soon she returned to her old ways, intensified, and started to engage in voyeuristic activities. To deal with such a giant in thought and a dwarf in action, Lu Ke roughly understood that if she didn't touch the bottom line, she would be a female gangster, and if she really crossed the line a little, she would become a good baby. After being teased a lot, Luke gradually figured out the rules. As long as he was serious about it, Terela would be intimidated, so he simply put down his body and let Terela do her best. Anyway, she has been seen and touched enough, so she won't really take action. Closing his eyes and feeling the hot water wash away his fatigue, Luke closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed the pleasure of taking a bath in the winter hot springs. In the rising fog, a feeling of slight drunkenness comes over, making people drowsy. Through magic detection, Luke felt a figure coming from far away and stopping on the edge. He ignored it and continued to enjoy the hot spring bath. After a while, the person next to me couldn't hold it any longer. "Hey, now there is a beautiful and elegant girl taking a bath with you, and you actually close your eyes and do nothing?" Luke ignored Traila's greetings and ignored her sneak attacks. He didn't stop her actions until she was actually attacked from three directions. "Speak, speak." Terela waved her hand in front of Luke and called a few more times. Seeing that he remained motionless, she simply kissed him on the cheek. Luke then opened his eyes. As soon as he opened them, he was shaken by the huge white snow. He couldn't help turning his head to the side and spoke slowly. "Put on your clothes and talk about something." "Are you afraid to look at it because you're afraid you won't be able to control it?" Terela put her hands on her hips and smiled proudly. Her laughter caused her body to hit the water surface, causing ripples. Luke replied calmly, "Since I was fourteen, various people have climbed into bed with me, including noble ladies."
The laughter stopped suddenly, and Terela pouted, "You won't have been succeeded by some woman, right?" Luke deliberately didn't speak. The silent attitude seemed to be acquiescence, which made Terela's mouth corners lower and her face gradually turned cold. "It's boring." She bit her lip, relaxed her body, and looked a little sad. "I originally planned to say goodbye to you before leaving, but I didn't expect to hear you say such a thing. It's really boring." Lu Ke was stunned, a bad premonition emerged, and he felt his heart skip a beat. "What do you mean you're leaving?" "Do you think the daughter of a noble from the royal city can always stay in the home of a noble from another city? The children of nobles are just tools for political marriage, and we have no right to choose." Terela bit her lip and glared at Luke, her face turned pale, "If it weren't for my father doting on me, I wouldn't have been able to live in the Campbell family for so long. Staying here until now is the result of my hard work." Luke was speechless. He was focused on magic and was not sensitive to matters between nobles. He paid little attention to the twists and turns between these nobles. Now that he thought about it, it seemed to be the case. "I'm sorry, I..." "What's the point of being sorry? As soon as I return to the royal city, my family will immediately arrange a blind date for me and let me choose a slightly better person among a group of unlearned and unskilled bastards. After several times of disgusting and boring " Terela's tone was filled with calm and deep sadness, "I have worked very hard to make you like me. I have done everything I can. Even today, I just want to give you the most precious thing and pray that you can Change of heart.” "But why are you telling me the ridiculous things you did before? Do you think you are annoying me and want me to give up on you?" Luke was stunned by this series of attacks and stammered: "That's not what I meant..." "What do you mean?" "I didn't touch those people." Lu Ke explained uncomfortably, "Those people are maids at home or noble ladies who sneaked in. I always politely ask them away." "It's meaningless to say this now. It doesn't matter whether we touch or not. The point is that you don't like me, and I will leave here tomorrow." Terela buried her head in her arms and curled up into a ball, her body shaking helplessly. Luke felt a little dry in his mouth and his heart beat faster, "Actually, it's not that I don't like it..." "What does this mean? Explain it clearly." Treila didn't look up, her tone was tearful. "It means... I like you." Luke took a deep breath, and said it with a bit of trepidation and entanglement, "But I am an immortal species, and it is not a good thing to be with humans. For example, when you are gone, how should I live?" Time seemed to freeze, but a burst of cheerful laughter broke the calm. "I don't know the answer to this question. All I know is that I will have a partner who is forever young." Treila's body stopped shaking. She raised her head, and there were no traces of tears on her cheeks. She blinked at Luke proudly and smiled mischievously. Luke stayed where he was, and then he realized, "You are pretending?"
"Three true and seven false, I am only eighteen years old, just reached the age of marriage. Although my family is anxious, they will not let me get married immediately, but it is true that I am trying hard to live here." Luke fell silent, not knowing what to think for a moment. "You just admitted that you like me, don't change your mind." "Yes." "I'll discuss our marriage with Ms. Luo Yin later." "Yes." A few short replies in a row made Trela's excitement a little bit lower. She swam over and touched Luke's cheek, "What's wrong?" Luke's face was not very good, and he said honestly: "Nothing, just a little angry, but it's not easy to be angry at you." You can't get angry at your lover just after confirming the relationship. Trela heard it, thought about it, and her fair cheeks were stained with a few beautiful red threads. She hugged Luke from the front, lowered her head, held his hand and put it on her chest, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I'm sorry, I did do something wrong. You can be angry in other ways." Luke covered his eyes with his other arm in a trance. The water temperature of the hot spring was a little too high, so the elf began to feel dry mouth and blood vessels. Then, the water surface of the hot spring began to ripple for a long time. … The time is blurry in the winter daytime. Fulilian, who woke up naturally, rubbed her eyes and was a little surprised. It was unreasonable that he was not woken up by Luke to study magic today. "What's going on? Is Barum going to be destroyed?" After complaining silently, Fulilian got up, washed up and went to the laboratory, and then saw Luke with a strange expression. He frowned slightly, and his body was much more relaxed than usual. There was a little bit of nostalgia or aftertaste on his face, and he seemed very hesitant. Such rich emotions are quite rare in elves, Fulilian asked a little curiously. "Did you encounter anything?" Luke seemed to be startled, and stood up suddenly from the chair. He relaxed his vigilance after seeing Fulilian. "Nothing, just thinking about some problems." "About magic?" "No, uh... yes... is it?" Luke was a little entangled. "What's the matter? Tell me." Such a strange behavior aroused Fulilian's curiosity, "I promise not to tell anyone."
"It's like this." Luke blushed and said, "I have a friend who is also an elf. He asked me a while ago whether there is reproductive isolation between elves and humans." Fulilian thought for a while, "As far as I know, there should be." "Why should?" "When the elf village was still there, adults only started to guide children in this matter when they were four hundred years old." "Four hundred year old children!" The expression on Luke's face became particularly wonderful. Fulilian looked at him strangely and continued, "I was not taught such knowledge back then, and the Elf Village was gone, so I can only observe from books and actual conditions." "Judging from the current number of elves, there should be reproductive isolation between elves and humans." "Will you consider choosing a human as a partner in the future?" Fulilian shook her head, "I haven't thought about having a partner." "Maybe I'll meet a very good person." Luke thought about Xinmeier, "The kind that is strong, gentle, and considerate." Fulilian's face did not fluctuate at all, and she was a little confused about this question. "From the literal meaning, a partner is someone who accompanies you for the rest of your life, so the first thing to consider should be life span, not strength or character. Humans who will die within a hundred years are not a good choice anyway." "Elves themselves are the immortal species among the immortal species. Even if you have to choose a partner, considering the actual situation, you should choose the immortal species. This is the right goal." Luke's face was a little more sad, and his eyes looked at the clouds outside the window, "That makes sense." After looking for a while, Luke looked at Fulilian with a sharp gaze. "Do you think flying magic can be developed before?" "Theoretically, it's not possible..." "But now we have done most of it, and we can see the dawn of victory." Flillian asked with her head propped up: "What do you want to say?" Luke pondered for a moment and smiled, "Nothing, I just think that practice makes perfect, maybe choosing a human partner is not so bad." Flillian: "This is your freedom." "After I experience it, you can consult me if you have any troubles in this regard!" "No, no." Fulillian replied calmly, "I will never have such troubles."