Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Freya didn't react for a long time.

Behind the plain white mask.

Those deep blue eyes stared straight at Lin Gui.

Staring at his calm face.

Staring into his black eyes, which held no hint of arrogance.

She remembers.

When I first met him.

His levitation incantation still needs time.

Although it was already incredibly fast.

But at least one second is needed.

Now, as a legendary mage, she can clearly feel it.

The other party did not chant at all.

It is true spellcasting without chanting.

And the target is still that levitation spell.

She knew all too well what this meant.

To go from chanting for one second to chanting without chanting.

The difficulty is comparable to advancing from the upper level to the legendary level.

No.

Even more difficult.

She went from being a lower-level extraordinary being to a higher-level extraordinary being.

It has cost countless hours, energy, and money.

None of them can compare to the legendary breakthrough.

That was a qualitative leap.

It is a transformation from "being able to perform" to "having complete control".

And in front of him was a young mage with black hair and black eyes.

This is just a low-ranking little guy.

done.

She stared at the oak staff that was floating in mid-air.

The staff remained stable and motionless.

My head was buzzing.

So much so that they completely forgot about escaping.

"Miss?"

Lin Gui's voice rang out.

She didn't react.

"Miss."

Second tone.

She still didn't react.

"Miss."

Third tone.

She suddenly came to her senses.

His body trembled slightly.

Lin Gui looked at her.

A hint of doubt lingered in his dark eyes.

"Can we begin?"

Freya opened her mouth.

Only then did I realize that I was still straddling the windowsill.

She quickly pulled her leg back.

Stiff movements.

A glimpse of long, slender legs flashed by beneath the grey cloak.

She stood there, unsure of where to put it.

Although the cloak was large, it could not conceal her tall and well-proportioned figure.

The waist tie is slightly tightened, outlining a smooth curve.

Lin Gui looked at her.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Um……"

He let out a deep sigh.

"I feel like I've seen this lady somewhere before."

Freya's body tensed instantly.

His back was pressed tightly against the window frame.

His fingers gripped the edge of the cloak tightly.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, her curves appearing and disappearing.

Lin Gui stared at her.

Then the style changes.

"The woman's hair color."

He pointed to Freya's long, icy blue hair that had fallen down.

"She looks a lot like my older sister."

Freya was stunned.

I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

His tense shoulders slumped slightly.

Lin Gui acted as if nothing had happened.

He turned around and walked to the sofa.

He extended his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"Madam, please have a seat."

"Can we begin?"

Freya slowly, step by step, moved away from the window.

Walk to the sofa.

He sat down.

His back was ramrod straight.

Place your hands on your knees.

Not moving at all.

Lin Gui sat down opposite her.

Let's begin the lesson.

He started by explaining the core principles of levitation.

From perceiving the element of wind to constructing magical loops.

From the most common misconceptions to the correct concept of "following".

Each node is analyzed clearly and thoroughly.

Freya initially sat upright and formally.

His mind was completely elsewhere.

She stared at Lin Gui's profile.

Staring into his focused black eyes.

My mind was filled with defensiveness and tension.

Did he really not recognize himself just now?

Will he turn around and call out his name in the next second?

But gradually...

Her attention was drawn to Lin Gui's explanation.

He explained it very clearly.

Those intricate circuits that she couldn't understand even after consulting countless classic texts.

Those core points that she consulted countless lecturers but couldn't understand.

In his words, it became incredibly simple.

Like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, separating the flesh from the bone.

Without realizing it, she leaned forward slightly.

The cloak collar was slightly open, revealing a section of her fair neck.

Without realizing it, I started asking a question.

Without realizing it, the sound grew louder and louder.

Even his unique, clear and cold voice, like an icy spring, was exposed.

They were completely unaware.

Lin Gui answered them one by one.

Patience, meticulousness.

The two exchanged questions and answers as if they were bosom friends.

Time flies by very quickly.

The light outside the window changed from bright to dim.

Then it changed from a dim yellow to a deep black.

The course has ended.

Freya stood up.

Bending slightly over.

Beneath the cloak, her waist was slender, and her posture was elegant.

"thank you."

"teacher."

Her voice was very soft.

It was as light as a feather falling on a carpet.

Lin Gui smiled.

Turn around.

Push open the door.

He went outside.

The door closed gently behind him.

Freya remained in that bowing posture.

I stood there for a long time.

Then she straightened up.

I walked to the door.

Lock the door.

She turned around.

Leaning against the door panel.

She took off that plain white mask.

Beneath the mask was a face burning red, almost smoking.

Her long, icy blue hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her skin appear even whiter.

She squatted down.

He buried his face deeply in his knees.

Those scenes kept flashing through my mind.

She looked disheveled as she straddled the windowsill, preparing to escape.

She covered her mouth, too embarrassed to make a sound.

She kept asking Lin Gui questions, completely absorbed in the moment.

With his unique, clear, and cool voice, like an icy spring.

They kept asking questions.

And the other party.

She always wore that faint smile.

I patiently answered each of her questions.

That smile, that look, that knowing silence.

She let out a muffled, almost wailing sound.

"How could he... not have noticed...?"

The sound came through the gap between the knees.

In the empty room.

Gently undulating.

Freya crouched behind the door.

Bury your face in your knees.

Her long, icy blue hair cascaded down the carpet.

She now desperately wanted to leave with the North Wind Caravan immediately.

A legendary mid-level mage.

Seeking advice from a high-ranking official.

They also addressed the other party as "teacher" with respect.

The key is that she was convinced from the bottom of her heart.

Her self-esteem had never been shattered so completely.

But she has never felt her progress as clearly as she does now.

Even when her real teacher, the master of the Wind Tower, was teaching her the art of levitation.

There has been no such clear progress.

She had a premonition.

Perhaps I can truly resolve my inner conflict through Lin Gui.

She mastered the magic that had troubled her for countless years.

But the price is—

Her self-esteem as a genius, as an elder, and as a legendary mage.

She squatted there, motionless.

Two thoughts were clashing fiercely in my mind.

One said.

Run, while there's still time.

They led the North Wind Caravan and left Tongmen City overnight.

I never want to see that black-haired mage again in my life.

Another one said.

Stay. You've waited and searched for so many years.

It's not easy to find someone who can truly teach you.

Are you really going to give up?

run.

You, a legendary mid-rank mage, are being personally taught levitation by a high-ranking superior.

If word gets out, where will Freya put her face?

Stay.

Is saving face more important, or levitation?

Have you forgotten how much you sacrificed for this magic?

run.

If you run away now, he can still pretend he doesn't know you.

If you continue learning like this, you'll never be able to extricate yourself from the situation.

Stay.

He can teach you.

He's the only one who can teach you that magic.

Are you really going to give up this only chance for that ridiculous bit of pride?

She squatted there.

a long time.

then.

She took a deep breath.

Raise your head.

A resolute glint flashed in his azure eyes.

For the sake of saving face.

Make a quick getaway.

"......"

"I'll leave after one more class."