Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

The Cecilia rose transplanted in the flower bed was about to wither, and Cyril comforted Xie Wei.

"It will certainly be able to grow here in the future. Of course, it can also take root anywhere except the pure land in the south if it wants to."

For a moment, Xie Wei felt that Cyril might not be talking about the withered rose.

He blinked, then looked up at the blue sky of Bellagio for a while. When he looked at Cyril again, the man, who had tied his long curly hair into a ponytail today, was cutting off the withering roses and putting them into a beautiful ceramic vessel.

"Cecilia roses can be used to make antidotes. If you sell these to merchants in the city, you can get at least fifteen gold coins." Cyril cut off a rose that was not completely withered, and waved to Xie Wei with the rose in his hand: "Here, I'll give you one, and the rest are mine~"

Xie Wei took the roses and squatted next to Cyril: "Are you going to sell them?"

Cyril shook his head: "Of course not, I just want to tell you that it is more than just a pretty flower."

"Oh."

It turns out that Cyril was right, Cecilia roses are indeed more than just pretty flowers, because Shevy made them into flower cakes after lunch.

……

December 968, 7 in the Imperial calendar.

Cyril carefully took out six flower cakes from the box of snacks and handed them to Sophia, who was standing beside him and watching him with a smile.

Sophia wrapped the flower cakes one by one with patterned wax paper and put them into a wicker basket. Then she handed the small basket to the little curly-haired girl who had been standing by and watching their actions eagerly from the beginning.

"Here you are, my dear young master."

"Thank you, mother-in-law." Holding Xie Wei's hand with one hand and carrying his small basket with the other, Iriel urged after thanking her sincerely.

"Dad, let's go!"

They are going to visit an old friend of Dad today!

In ten days or so, Cyril and Elodie will take Iriel back to the southern region.

Xie Wei did not plan to go to the southern region with them because he was afraid that he would become addicted to this daily life that was like a sweet poison, making him feel extremely happy but tempting him to deviate from the established track.

He likes this kind of daily life, but he is also very clear that he cannot be stuck in the past.

Because... there are people waiting for him in the future.

……

"Yriel! Long time no see, little darling, you've grown so big!!"

"Grandpa Mander, Iriel and Dad came to see you last month, and the month before last." Iriel didn't quite understand why Grandpa Mander said the same thing every time he saw him this year.

"Oh, oh, I forgot. Grandpa is getting old and confused. Did you bring me a gift? Let me see what it is."

The dark-skinned young man in short-sleeved shirt and shorts saw his grandfather and Master Iriel sitting together, sharing the flower cakes brought by the young master. He said apologetically, "Mr. Cyril, you know, my grandfather has been forgetting things since last year. He is old, and it takes five or six times longer to make a sword now. The sword you ordered will probably not be made before you leave."

Cyril picked up the unfinished light sword on the table and handed it to Xie Wei, then said to the boy: "It's okay, Manbo, we are leaving Bellagia, and today we are just saying goodbye. We will come back to get this sword next time."

Xie Wei was holding a silver-white light sword that was more than one meter long. He didn't understand why Cyril handed the sword to him, but when he saw the patterns engraved on the sword, he had a vague guess in his mind.

"This is for you. Do you like it? Grandpa Mander is a master who specializes in making weapons for magicians. The patterns on it were designed by Elodie. Her original words were, you can attach magic elements to this sword to increase its attack power." Cyril was actually very nervous when he said these words. He didn't know whether the little magician would like this sword.

After all, it looks so plain, and compared with the exquisite and beautiful sword that the little magician usually uses, it is indeed a bit shabby.

But overly complicated decorations are actually very cumbersome for a sword used in actual combat. The person who gave the sword to Xie Wei may have thought that he would not let Xie Wei need to use the sword.

However, it is not ruled out that the person simply thought that Xie Wei should use such a sword.

Mason said that the 19-year-old little wizard already has a partner and he has a good relationship with his partner.

"For me?" Although he had already guessed it, Xie Wei's heart was still stirred.

"Well, Yrel has one too, but he's still young, so for now he can only use the small wooden sword for practice."

Xie Wei held his sword in his hands. He recalled that in his memory, his adult brother Irel had never used his sword. He had only seen Irel's gun-colored staff.

When Yrel taught him swordsmanship, he used a wooden sword.

After leaving Master Mander's house, Cyril took six flower cakes with him. He ate two of them himself and also ate a lot of fruits. Now his belly was round and he was a little curly and sleepy.

It was now past one in the afternoon, which was indeed the time when Iriel usually took a nap.

While Cyril was coaxing Irel to sleep in his arms for a while, he spoke to the black-haired boy who was walking silently beside him.

"Once the sword is finished, Manbo will deliver it to the inn. I will arrange for someone to keep it. You can come and get it whenever you want. Don't worry. It will always belong to you."

Without waiting for Xie Wei's reply, Cyril held his eldest son who was sleeping on his shoulder with one hand, and freed his other hand to reach out to the black-haired magician who was walking two steps behind him with his head lowered.

He said nothing, but Xie Wei knew to hold his hand.

Cyril's palms were thickly calloused, as broad and strong as Sal's, and just as warm and reassuring.

But the feeling is different.

This feeling is also a new experience for Xie Wei.

……

Cracking the magic circuit of the slave contract is not something that can be done openly. The conflict of interest involved makes it difficult for Elodie to find many people to work with him to crack it.

After all, not all magicians are good at this kind of thing.

At present, only one imperial court magician, Elodi and Shevi are working to crack the magic circuit of the slave contract.

Xie Wei's research on magic is still superficial compared to Elodie, but among his peers, he is undoubtedly a genius.

Many of his ideas gave Elodie new ideas.

The magic circuit of the slave contract was cracked smoothly, and the prohibited potion fed to Thrall in the Colosseum was also analyzed.

Elodie was not very good at making potions, so she entrusted someone else to analyze the potion ingredients.

The pharmacist who received the commission analyzed the ingredients of the banned potion before they left Bellagio. He wrote down all the materials needed to make the banned potion in the letter and emphasized how addictive the potion was.

He said in the letter.

If you take two tablets of this drug every month for half a year, you will probably never be able to quit taking it in your lifetime. You will become a complete slave to this drug, and it will gradually destroy your spirit, mind, body, dignity, and everything else.