It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

[Christie was on his way home, not paying much attention to what was happening around him, but he casually glanced and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

He tilted his head to take a closer look.

It really is the unknown gentleman from a month ago.

The other person was teasing a lion cub in a cage.

Christie walked over directly, and just as the other person stood up and prepared to leave, he called out to him.

The young man paused, looked back uncertainly, and looked at Christie with calm eyes, "Are you calling me?"

Christie nodded, then glanced at him a little strangely, and then he heard the other party's casual voice, "Who are you?"

Christie: ?

He paused, looked into the other person's eyes, and found that the other person was not joking.

Christie: “…”

The corners of his mouth pulled up a smile, "Sir, if I remember correctly, it has been only a month since we last met."

The gentleman looked at him in silence. After a few seconds, he nodded in realization, but his gesture was still casual. "Oh, it's you, His Highness Aris."

Christie: “?”

The young man was choked by his words. He forced a smile, but a word appeared on his cheek, "Sir, Aris is another highness."

The gentleman was surprised: “Ah, really?”

I don't look surprised at all.

Christie looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping herself, "This is the first time I've met someone like you in my life."

It was also the first time that I was forgotten.

Oh yes, there was also the first time I got it wrong.

The gentleman didn't take it seriously, "That means you haven't lived long enough and haven't met enough people."

"..."

Christie was speechless for a moment, and then she heard her husband changing the subject.

"Have you ever been to the Firefly Forest?"

Christie glanced at him and said, "No."

"Really? What a shame. I'll go find someone who's been there to accompany me."

After saying this, the gentleman turned around and left.

"What are you going to do in the Firefly Forest?" Christie followed him, a little curious.

The gentleman thought for two seconds, then turned to look at Christie again, "Hunting, can you?"

Christie became a little wary and said, "Yes, but what are you going to do?"

The gentleman stopped and looked at him thoughtfully, then reached out and patted his head, "Okay, it's you. I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Having said that, he disappeared in a flash.

Christie: “?”

He thought about it for a moment, then became completely speechless.

The decision was made so suddenly, obviously because you were too lazy to look for someone else...

The next morning.

As soon as Christie came out of the bedroom, she caught a glimpse of her husband who was already waiting for her at home. He was even leisurely playing with the little bird he raised.

Moreover, the little bird, which originally wouldn't get close to anyone except him, now wanted to stick to the gentleman.

Christie: “…”

The gentleman was rubbing the chubby, round little white bird, enjoying himself very much, without even glancing at Christie.

Christie also treated him as if he didn't exist, and leisurely exercised, ate breakfast, and dealt with other things. After finishing her work, she said to the gentleman who seemed to be sleeping on his sofa, "Sir, shall we set off now?"

"okay."

The gentleman lazily stood up and threw the bird nestling on his lap back into its nest, "Let's go."

Christie glanced at the poor chirping bird that was instantly abandoned and forgotten, curled her lips slightly, and then looked away as if she didn't see it.

Walking out of the door, the gentleman turned to look at Christie, "Do you want to arrive slowly or now?"

Christie smiled, "So you want to take half a month to take it slow?"

"It's not impossible." The gentleman remained unmoved.

Christie suppressed her smile and said, "We'll be there now."

The gentleman immediately reached out and hugged him, and the next second they arrived near the outskirts of the fluorescent forest.

Before going in, the gentleman asked Christie calmly, as if he had just remembered, "Do you have a weapon?"

Christie: “…I brought it.”

"Let's go then."

A quarter of an hour later.

A flash of sword light appeared, blood splattered, and the beast's head separated and rolled to the side.

Christie took back the bloodstained sword, held the hilt with the tip of the sword facing upwards, and raised his hand to wipe the blood that splashed on his face. He took a breath and turned his head to look at the gentleman who was watching the show leisurely on the side, smiling, "Sir, aren't you here to hunt?"

The gentleman blinked and curled his lips slightly, "I usually don't kill unless there are special circumstances. Otherwise, why do you think I want to find someone who is traveling with me?"

"..." Christie pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, lowered her eyes to look at her clothes splattered with blood, and frowned slightly.

The gentleman walked over slowly and raised his finger slightly. The air filled with the smell of blood instantly became fresh, and the body of the beast on the ground disappeared.

Christie glanced down at the clean clothes, her expression relaxed a little, then she looked up at the gentleman, "You don't look like a Celitian."

The gentleman folded his elbows nonchalantly, "I didn't say I was from Celitia."

Christie: “……?”

Christie looked down at him with a gloomy look.

The gentleman patted his head and said, "Let's go on."

Christie: “…”

He was speechless.

This is the first time I’ve been treated as a tool.

The two chatted as they walked.

Christie casually swung her sword to cut off the thorny plants that were blocking her way, and asked with a little curiosity: "Since you are not a Celitian, what is your ability, magic?"

The people of Celitia are born with some random abilities, which are different from magic that can cast various spells by chanting incantations.

"Almost." The gentleman answered nonchalantly, glancing at him casually, "Do you want to learn?"

Christie looked at him in surprise, "Can magic be learned casually?"

The gentleman raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Of course not, but if I say you can learn, then you can learn."

"...Okay." Christie didn't completely believe it.

Time passed quietly, and when they left the firefly forest, the sky was already painted with a layer of gold paint.

Instead of rushing back, they leaned against a tree to admire the sunset.

The gentleman thought for two seconds and said lazily: "How about this, I will teach you magic after you become the crown prince."

Christie raised her eyebrows slightly, "Must I become the crown prince?"

"Not necessarily." The gentleman casually brushed away the leaves that fell on his shoulders.

Christie twitched her lips slightly, feeling that she couldn't understand her husband's thoughts at all.

He looked at the gentleman for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Do you have any other abilities besides magic?"

The gentleman blinked and said, "Yes, I can teach you if you want to learn."

Christie: “…Okay.”

"It's time to go back."】