I am the heroine's godfather!

"...So, Sicana shouldn't have done these things, right?"

After a long silence, Charlotte asked.

"Not really."

Lorraine said, "After all, it's impossible for a person to only do the right things in their life."

He patted the girl's head a couple of times and said, "The so-called helplessness of adulthood is knowing that some things are wrong, but still having to do them."

"Well......"

"However, I'm not really in a position to say that."

Lorraine's tone was tinged with amusement: "After all, if it were you, Charlotte, who were injured, I would also do some things that are objectively wrong, you know."

"...Don't touch my head, it will stunt my growth."

The girl pushed his hand away, sounding like she was complaining, but actually she was quite happy.

Knowing that Charlotte was no longer dwelling on those things, Lorraine changed the subject: "Speaking of which, my lovely little Charlotte."

"uh-huh?"

"How about trying to learn magic from me?"

"......ah?"

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The scheduled lesson couldn't begin the next day because the Lantra family showed up.

Regarding the fact that Loran saved Lantra—even if Loran himself didn't specifically go to save him, Lantra's survival was still due to Loran.

So naturally, Laura's family came to thank Lorraine.

"Mr. Loran, thank you."

Such a formal thank you made Laura a little uncomfortable. After all, when she met Loran before, the two of them would always banter with each other. She had never had such a serious conversation with him before.

Just as Laura was feeling a little embarrassed, a somewhat demonic laugh reached her ears.

"Kuhahahaha! You've finally met your match!"

Lorraine put her hands on her hips, threw her head back, and laughed loudly. Then she leaned forward and brought her head close to Laura's ear: "That's the expression I want to see! That expression of having to be respectful to me!"

"Goo..."

Normally, Laura would have already started arguing with Loran, but Loran was now their family's benefactor, so she couldn't do that. Faced with Loran's provocation, Laura could only endure it.

Lantra, Caitlin, and Charlotte on the side both had strange expressions, especially Lantra and Caitlin. They never expected that the mysterious strongman from yesterday would have such an... somewhat abstract personality.

"Come on, say it again!"

"Goo!"

"Ok?"

“Um... Mr. Loran, thank you.”

"I can't hear you! Your voice is so soft, how can you say thank you!"

"Mmmmm..."

Seeing Loran's arrogant and smug face, the girl finally couldn't hold back anymore, looked up, and stared directly at Loran.

"Huh? What do you want? I'm your benefactor now!"

"Loran, you bastard!"

Laura clenched her fist: "Every time I try to show you more respect, you speak up!"

"Gah! What are you going to do?!"

Seeing Laura walking towards him with clenched fists, Loran looked panicked: "Charlotte, save me!"

“Mr. Rantla, please have a seat.”

Charlotte completely ignored him, and sat down with Caitlin and Lantra, pouring herself a cup of tea.

Seeing that Charlotte was no longer a possibility, Loran turned to Laura, whose expression was unfriendly: "Hey, can we make peace?"

"You are not joking at this moment."

"Ow!!!"

In short, the scene was horrific.

Afterwards, Laura and Charlotte went to Charlotte's room to play, leaving only the three adults. Caitlin looked at Loran: "Thank you for going to so much trouble."

"Well, it's nothing serious. I quite like Laura."

Loran yawned, then looked at Lantra: "More than that, I'm curious about the relationship between Mr. Lantra and that Sicana."

Caitlin bit her lip and looked at her husband.

Lantra was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It was probably... about twenty years ago? I hadn't retired yet, and I was still working as a prosecutor."

"At that time, there was a case where a family was brutally murdered. The police department caught the murderer, who was Sikana."

"At that time, he was a young man who had just gotten married."

“I feel something is not right about this. Sicana doesn’t seem like the murderer; rather, he seems to have been framed.”

"Afterwards, I investigated the case in depth and found that, just as I had thought, the murderer was someone else."

Lantra sighed deeply: "However, just when I wanted to continue the investigation, I received an order from above that I could no longer continue."

"In the end, I still couldn't get justice for him. I thought that no matter what, I should at least protect his family. But his family chose to leave, no longer staying in the capital, and moved to a place I didn't know."

"I thought they could live a good life, I thought those people would at least spare Sika's family..."

"But I was wrong."

In an instant, the old man seemed to grow even older: "I'm sorry to Sikana."

"Old man..."

Caitlin took Lantra's hand.

"That's it..."

Loran sighed, "He's a pitiful person too."

"Ugh......"

After the conversation, Lorraine saw Laura's family off, sat in his chair for a while and thought for a long time. Then he got up, told Charlotte that he had to go out for a while, and then left.

The guards at the police station’s prisons weren’t actually that strict, but for some reason, the guards around the cell where Sikana was located were extremely tight.

Perhaps it's because this is a case that His Majesty the King values, so the police department is also paying more attention to it?

Who knows.

Sicana stared blankly through the small window in his cell, watching the light streaming in. He smiled sadly, never imagining things would end this way.

Because of a little girl, all his plans and thoughts of revenge vanished.

Now his limbs are bound with shackles made of demon-sealing stones, and he cannot use even the slightest bit of magic.

For some reason, he thought of the powerful man from last night who had left him powerless to resist.

If only I could have that kind of power...

Ha, what's the point of thinking about these things now?

At that moment, he suddenly felt that it was too quiet around him. The voices of the guards had disappeared, as if he were the only one left there.

Sicana frowned.

Footsteps approached, and the prisoner raised his head, meeting the eyes of the powerful, irresistible man he had just been thinking about.

“Sicana”.

The man knocked on the cell bars: "Tell me, what's the name of your enemy?"

Chapter 9 It's best to be serious when teaching magic.

After receiving information about his enemies from Sicanna, Loran returned home. Miss Charlotte had been waiting for some time, and Loran asked somewhat curiously, "Charlotte, what's wrong?"

......

There was silence.

Then, Miss Charlotte's mouth puffed up again like a pufferfish: "It's nothing!"

"Hahaha... Just kidding, how could I forget?"

Loran patted the girl's head, but this time the girl didn't react at all.

Oh no, this time it seems they're really angry.

"Miss Charlotte?"

no answer.

"Lovely Miss Charlotte?"

Still no answer.

"Miss Charlotte, the most adorable, intelligent, beautiful, and elegant woman in the world?"

"Stop talking!"

Miss Charlotte finally couldn't stand someone anymore. Does this guy really have absolutely no sense of shame?

Having finally appeased Miss Charlotte, Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief.

When your little darling gets really angry, it can be really hard to handle.

It was precisely because of this that Loran couldn't help but begin to reflect on whether he was truly capable of being a qualified guardian...

Thinking of this, Loran felt a headache coming on. After a moment's thought, he decided to write a letter to a lady whose identity was somewhat complicated and whom he was reluctant to meet.

Come to think of it, Loran used to call that lady "sister"...

Sigh, what a tragic fate.

Loran sighed, stopped daydreaming, and officially began teaching Charlotte magic.

In the backyard, Loran cleared his throat: "Well then, Charlotte, first, I have to ask you a question: In your opinion, what is magic?"

What is magic? Charlotte pondered for a moment and gave the standard textbook answer: "Magic is a miracle driven by magical power."

"Hmm, very good. So, Miss Charlotte, I would like to ask you, how many categories are there for magic?"

"Magic is divided into elemental magic, shaping magic, and divinely inspired magic. In addition, there are secret arts that are difficult to classify."

"Hmm, it seems Miss Charlotte has a very solid foundation."

Loran clapped his hands and continued, "Then, let's start by learning elemental magic. First, Charlotte, why can a person only use one or two types of magic?"

"Because everyone's magic attribute is fixed. For example, someone with fire magic cannot use ice magic."

"Yes, that's good, but I have another question: how can someone without elemental magic use magic?"

Charlotte found it strange: "People without elemental magic are usually considered unable to use magic..."

"That's not wrong. In fact, that's what my magic teacher said back then."

Loran chuckled softly: "But Charlotte, I have something to tell you. The mage Lorian from the Saintess Squad that you mentioned earlier also has no elemental magic."

"What? How is that possible?"

Charlotte looked surprised: "Lord Lorian, isn't he a master of all magic attributes?"

In the tales of the Saintess's adventures, the mage Lorian displayed multiple magical attributes, and even in the final battle against the Demon King, the light magic Lorian used was no weaker than the Saintess's. Today, most people believe Lorian to be an all-elemental mage.

"No attributes, in another sense, means all attributes."

After finishing his sentence, Loran didn't elaborate further, simply saying, "That's what we'll be discussing in the next lesson."

"Now, let's continue our lesson."

Loran pulled out a small blackboard from somewhere, and with a flick of his pointer, a circle appeared on the blackboard.

"If this is the air around us, then it is filled with all sorts of magical elements."

Loran waved his hand, and a ball of flame appeared in his hand: "For example, this is a basic magic spell, Fireball, which is composed of ten fire elemental magic factors."