Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

The mountain wind suddenly picked up, and she paused briefly, lowering her eyes.

"Speaking of which, we've known each other for so long, but you probably haven't met my other relatives yet, have you? I'll take you to meet them tomorrow, that'll be perfect..."

In the brief pause, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, a mixture of disappointment and a hint of relief.

"They might become your new teachers."

"A new teacher?" Upon hearing this, Philon's smile instantly froze.

She blinked as if she had misheard, enjoying the breeze.

What do you mean?

Immediately afterwards, a bad feeling welled up in my heart.

No way, it's only been three years.

“…It means exactly what it says.” Selena sighed, her gaze softening as she looked at Philon, and patiently explained.

"I should have told you before that I lived in other worlds before becoming your teacher."

"And recently the conflict over there has stopped, so I can go back now."

Noticing the girl's sudden pallor, Selena quickly added:

"But don't worry, the new teacher is far more skilled than me, and has a better personality too. She will definitely teach you well."

"I don't want to." Philon suddenly grabbed Selena's hem, the fabric crumpling in his palm.

Despite what the teacher said, she still didn't accept it or understand it.

What good is high skill level? What good is a good personality?

All she wants is what's in front of her.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes, her small face filled with stubbornness, and continued:

"Since you're leaving, take me with you. I can take care of you and won't be a burden."

"..."

This serious attitude gave Selena a bit of a headache, and she raised her hand to rub her temples.

It has nothing to do with being cumbersome.

Ultimately, her mother's decision to have her take Philon as her disciple was a test for her.

Now I've finally managed to get away...

In addition, Philon's parents are still in this world, hoping that their daughter will grow up...

Taking all these factors into account, from any perspective, having her by your side is not a good choice.

Selena forced a smile, gently smoothing Philon's wind-blown bangs with her fingers:

"Hmm, we'll see."

She didn't want to say anything more, thinking to herself that she would just hand it over to Frilian and Vlamé tomorrow.

Philon keenly sensed the perfunctory tone, but simply bit her lower lip and swallowed back the rest of her words.

The setting sun cast long, long shadows of the two people.

……

The next morning, the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

"Um……"

Looking at the listless little girl in front of her, Frilian couldn't help but reach out and brush away the messy strands of hair from her forehead.

She had dark circles under her eyes, her hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

What has this child been through? He looks like he's been abused.

Selena was also helpless about this. Who would have thought that this child would stay up all night and exhaust her magic in order not to be chosen?

"I'm sorry," Philon said softly, his voice hoarse, his eyelids as heavy as lead.

“Teacher Selena, I have disappointed you. I thought I could learn that magic.”

"?"

What magic? Selena doesn't remember teaching it.

She raised one eyebrow in confusion and pushed up her glasses.

This child... wait a minute.

Looking at Philon's haggard appearance, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Is this child doing this to create an image of someone who is overly obedient to his commands and cannot live a normal life without him?

Just so they can stay by my side forever?

You're only nine years old!

It turns out that even a nine-year-old child can be quite convincing to adults when they get serious.

Upon hearing this, Frillie immediately understood.

She subtly shifted her gaze to Volameh beside her.

Vlame stroked his chin and clicked his tongue softly.

She saw the confusion and surprise in Selena's eyes, and she also saw through Philon's little trick.

So, following the current atmosphere, she slowly began to speak:

"Well, I understand the situation roughly now. Rowling, why don't you stay for the time being?"

"I know what you're worried about, but if your mother really cared that much about your abilities, do you think you would have been safe and sound until now?"

She crouched down to be at eye level with Philon, her fingertips brushing the dust from the little girl's face.

"And I remember, Philon is of school age now, right?"

She paused, a smile playing on her lips.

"In that case, it would be a good thing to let her make more friends, learn more knowledge, and broaden her imagination."

Vlame's words were practically the final word.

However, Selena was stunned, and her glasses almost slipped off her nose.

Seriously? I called you here hoping you would take her away, but now...

Frillie nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Vlame is right, friends are very important."

"We'll help you explain things to Celia."

"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

"Philen, Selena, keep it up!"

He even made an encouraging gesture as he spoke.

Well, now that even her worries were resolved, she seemed to have no other choice, and felt helpless.

A sidelong glance.

Then, Philon secretly raised his eyes, blinked, and his eyes sparkled with joy.

My heart suddenly softened.

How come it's so adorable?

That's all.

Chapter 293, Extra Chapter 5: Going to School; Shutark and Yubel

The candlelight in the council chamber flickered gently.

"That's how it is. Although the mentorship between the teacher and student is indeed very good, I still feel that school life is more suitable for her."

"Mother, you should be able to understand. After all, didn't Father create schools to meet some of the children's social needs?"

Selena's explanation made Celia nod slightly, and her fair fingers tapped lightly twice on the armrest.

Her gaze slowly swept over Volamere, Frilian, and the others in front of her, her eyes lingering briefly on each person's face.

I know this is everyone's decision.

There was one thing she didn't understand: was Philon worth all this fanfare?

Oh well, whatever happens, it's already happened.

She waved her hand: "You can do whatever you want."

"If enrollment is in September, I remember you are the school principal, Vlame, so please be careful not to let Philon become too high-profile."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to your father."

Because Philon is fostered, if he develops an arrogant and domineering personality, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future.

Selena understood the deeper meaning in her mother's words, and a knowing glint flashed in her eyes as she looked at Vlame.

It turned out to be the case.

“Yes, I understand.” She nodded and promised to keep a close eye on Philon.

Going to school is simply about expanding one's imagination, making friends, and becoming less dependent on oneself.

"If there is nothing else, you may leave."

Celia waved for everyone to leave. Lately, due to her second pregnancy, she often felt tired and just wanted to rest.

After everyone had left, she gently closed her eyes and tried to contact Ronan to ask who among the recently enrolled students would be attending.

……

……

"Looks like you care about her too." Ronan's voice rang in Celia's ear, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing.