Interspecies Training Manual

The next day.

Luo An pushed open the door and smelled a scent mixed with the aroma of wheat and burnt grains.

Celia was sitting upright at the wooden table in the living room.

She changed into a light blue dress with a few small flowers embroidered on the hem.

Her long, silvery-white hair was tied up and hung down her back. When her clear eyes saw the figure in front of the door, her pointed elf ears twitched.

"Master, you're awake!"

She pushed the plate in front of her onto the table.

"I made breakfast, try it!"

On the wooden table were slightly charred wheat bread and steaming porridge.

Luo An took a bite of the bread; the inside was fairly soft, but the crust on the surface tasted somewhat bitter.

If you remove the burnt crust, it's still edible.

He remained expressionless and took a sip of the porridge.

It's a bit too salty.

He looked at Celia across from him; the girl was rubbing her hands together, her eyes filled with both nervousness and anticipation.

"The taste... is still pretty good."

In order not to damage his self-confidence, Luo An said something against his will.

Celia breathed a sigh of relief and scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth.

The next second, the girl's cheeks turned bright red.

It's so salty.

"It's so salty, yet Master said it's good."

Celia pouted and looked down at the porridge in her bowl.

"I...I will study hard from now on."

Luo An didn't say anything to comfort him, he just finished all the porridge in his bowl.

It was very salty, but it was her heartfelt gift after all.

"Master, can you really drink this?"

Celia glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, muttering to herself.

Seeing that her master had finished eating, the corners of her mouth turned up.

Then Celia frowned and drank the porridge.

"Master, is it time to sow seeds today?"

After cleaning the dishes, Celia asked.

Luo An took out several bags of seeds, including fruits, vegetables, and wheat.

The farm is far from the main city, so it's impossible to go shopping for food whenever we run out.

Growing your own food is the primary source of food.

In the past, old Bell would only go into town every long interval to sell some surplus grain and buy some necessities.

"Master, let me do the sowing."

Celia was very enthusiastic, and magic flowed through her little hands.

"Planting seeds is very convenient with magic, so Master won't have to work so hard."

Luo An handed her the bag full of seeds, wanting to see how magic could be used for farming.

Celia opened the seed bag, took out a handful of seeds, and tossed them straight into the air.

The seed seemed to be being dragged along by an invisible force, suspended in mid-air.

Celia's fingers glowed with a green light.

The suspended seeds fell orderly into the loosened soil.

Celia pressed her hand down, and the broken soil closed up, enveloping the seed.

A green light spread from her hands, nourishing every inch of soil.

The soil became increasingly soft and fertile under the nourishment of the sunlight.

Then, Celia sowed the seeds in the same way in another field.

After doing all this, Celia was slightly out of breath.

Her magic had not fully recovered, and managing the planting of two fields had consumed almost half of her magic.

Kocelia's eyes shone like stars as she stared at Roan, as if she were waiting for praise.

Looking at the flat fields before him, Luo An was deeply moved.

Although it takes a considerable amount of time, it is many times faster than the laborious sowing process for farmers.

Moreover, the magical radiance that had previously descended had even enhanced the fertility of the land.

Grain production will definitely be much higher than before.

Using magic to farm is such a convenient thing.

Luo An stroked Celia's silver hair, knowing she liked it this way.

"Celia, it's so good to have you here."

"I feel like I can't live without you."

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Celia's ears perked up; she was really enjoying being touched.

She looked at the two barren farmlands in the distance, tilted her head and asked, "Master, should I also till the other two plots? It'll be quick with magic."

This was my first time casting the Seed Magic spell, and my technique was far from proficient.

Celia felt there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Luo An shook his head. "No rush, let's wait until spring."

He looked down at Celia, recalling what they had discussed yesterday.

"Let's not talk about that. You said yesterday you'd teach me a new spell today? What are you planning to teach me?"

Celia then remembered the important matter.

"Master's fireball spell is very offensive, but defense is also important when facing danger. I wanted to tell Master about defensive magic."

"Once you've mastered defensive magic, I'll teach you healing magic."

"The basic principle of defensive magic is to condense the magic power within the body into a barrier to resist external attacks."

Celia opened her palm, creating a semi-transparent, arc-shaped shield in front of her.

"This is the most basic 'magic shield,' without any elemental attributes. Master, you can give it a try."

Luo An followed suit.

Pure magic flowed within him, condensing into a barrier according to the logic of defensive magic.

The light shield shattered with a roar just before it was formed.

But Luo An was not discouraged; failing the first time was perfectly normal.

He continued practicing.

Celia explained, and Roan followed suit and made improvements.

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened.

At this moment, Luo An adjusted the rhythm of his magic, and a smooth light shield finally formed.

He could sense that, after some practice, his control over magic had reached a new level.

It's a bit of a shame that the mental attribute on the panel didn't improve.

"Master is really amazing."

Celia watched her master learn and experienced the joy of being a teacher.

"When I was learning this basic shield, it took me two days to learn it. My master learned it for the first time and did it so well in less than a day."

"Master, let me tell you about magic shields enhanced with elemental attributes."

......

The night is deep.

The main city of the territory, the lord's manor.

In an elegant room, Brian sat on a mink-covered chaise lounge, listlessly reading a book.

Below, two beautiful elven slaves, dressed only in thin gauze, knelt on either side, their expressions numb.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door twice.

"Come in."

A tall figure flashed into the room.

Kylo, ​​the werewolf, walked to the desk and knelt on one knee.

"Master, I have investigated and confirmed that old Bell's body is indeed buried in the ground."

"The land wasn't disturbed, so Luo An won't notice anything unusual."

Brian put down the book and lifted his eyelids.

It's the seventh day.

So many days have passed, and Luo An has not come to report to the guard regiment.

It seems he's prepared to stay and tend the farm that old Bell left him.

"Kylo, ​​do what I told you to do before."

"This time, there can be no more mistakes."

The emotionless voice filled Kylo with dread.

He understood the consequences if things weren't handled well.

Slaves who have no value are ruthlessly abandoned.

"Understood! This time, I will not let my master down."

Brian waved for him to step back.

As Kylo left the room, the respect on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a ruthless glint in his eyes.

Luo An was just an ordinary person; killing him wouldn't be difficult.

However, to ensure the operation goes perfectly, we still need to increase the intensity.

Kylo was determined to give his master a perfect answer.

Brian, inside the room, didn't care about Kylo's thoughts.

He only cares about the result; the process doesn't matter.

Brian glanced at the darkness outside the window, then at the two slaves who were respectfully submissive on the ground below.

Just as I was about to speak, there was another knock on the door.

"Father, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."