Firefly Journey

After a day of practice, Lin Yuanran felt he had mastered the two fire spells to a certain extent; at least, he could barely cast them.

The edge of the vegetable garden in front of the door was affected by his practice, and some vegetables were already scorched. This made Lin Yuanran feel very distressed. All the vegetables were planted with great effort and were ruined like this.

The only consolation was that he executed his two divine pronouncements quite well.

The day passed quickly, and as the sun set, after dinner, Lin Yuanran asked Feng Ling to check his practice results.

Fengling rolled her eyes at this, thinking, "How can you expect to master something so quickly?"

The two arrived at the open space beside the old tree roots. Lin Yuanran took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand and gently tapped the air. A wild, scorching aura was released from his body and condensed at his fingertips.

call!

A cluster of flames burned on Lin Yuanran's fingertips, growing larger and larger until it finally transformed into a fireball the size of a balloon.

"Throw it out," Wind Chime commanded.

Lin Yuanran did as instructed, aiming the object at the open space and throwing it out.

The fireball landed on the ground and disappeared in an instant. Lin Yuanran looked at the wind chime with expectant eyes, wanting her to give her some feedback.

Wind Chime said, "Not bad, what about the other divine decree?"

Lin Yuanran scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. In half a day, he was already doing well to have mastered the basics of the Fireball spell. The Great Flame Dragon spell was much more complex than the Fireball spell. He had practiced it, but the results were not satisfactory.

"I'm not very good at it..."

As he spoke, Lin Yuanran continued to rub fireballs in his hands. This time, before the fireballs could solidify, they suddenly changed shape and turned into the form of a spear, which looked like a burning cane.

A dragon, by its very nature, must have a head and feet; Lin Yuanran's dragon probably doesn't even qualify as a snake.

Fengling wasn't surprised by this; it was the normal pace. If Lin Yuanran could master the complete Great Flame Dragon right from the start, St. Louis would probably pay him to join the team.

A magical genius would be sought after by any church, but Lin Yuanran clearly didn't qualify.

"It's pretty good."

The wind chime gave a fair assessment.

Lin Yuanran breathed a sigh of relief. That's good. At least he's not a bad student.

As a transmigrator with a little secret, it's always best to keep a low profile when you don't know why you came to this other world. The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind, and it would be bad if you were shot down.

Lin Yuanran was immediately filled with confidence. He would maintain this pace and explore the extraordinary power step by step. He believed that one day he would definitely be able to figure out the reason and then go home.

A dragon's shadow descended before the field ridge.

Paninger folded his wings and came to Wind Chime, saying, "Wind Chime, are you doing well here?"

When Lin Yuanran saw her companion arrive, she consciously walked away, went back into the house to get a glass bottle, and headed out of town.

Wendy's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and it's a bit late to start preparing a gift now. I need to hurry.

Wind Chime swatted Paninger's hand away: "Very good."

“But I’m not good!” Paninger pouted. “You have no idea, those boys are so sloppy!”

The dragon girl's face was full of indignation: "Hoglius and the baboon are arguing all the time, it's driving me crazy!"

Listening to her accusations, Fengling said, "They're the only ones who're really active. Isn't Allen quite quiet?"

Paninger stuck out his tongue: "How could a wooden person not be quiet? Quiet? If we didn't eat together every day, I would have almost forgotten that such a person existed!"

Due to their profession, 'Shadow Mages' minimize and conceal their aura. Even after three awakenings, as long as they do not want to reveal their identity, they cannot be easily detected by superhumans without the ability to spy.

Fengling asked, "So, what brings you here?"

Paninger chuckled: "Could I..."

"No."

"I haven't said it yet."

“In terms of bloodline, the dragon people are not much different from real dragons. They like to live on cliffs or towering ancient trees. You can give it a try.”

"You're too cruel."

"Don't even think about hitting me."

“Alright,” Paninger suddenly said, “that young landlord from earlier seemed quite nice.”

"What? You've got your eye on her?"

"No! White hair is not very common among humans, I just think it's nice."

"You're overthinking it. Aren't the principal and the pope the same?"

“How can they be the same? They are older and have more worries. They cannot be confused with young landlords.”

"To me, there's no difference."

"I can rest assured that."

"What?" Fengling looked into her eyes.

"I thought you chose to live here because you were attracted to her beauty. I was wrong. Morgan doesn't need to hide in the corner and cry anymore..."

"What are you thinking about all day? Instead of indulging in gossip, you should practice your magic. That way you wouldn't have been second to last last last month."

St. Louis holds monthly assessments for its students, creating a comprehensive ranking based on task completion and individual abilities. Unfortunately, the Dragon Girl, due to having too many distractions, almost never fell out of the bottom five.

“No, I’m worried about Morgan,” Paninger said.

"Why don't you marry him?" Fengling said.

"How dare I!" Paninger quickly waved his hand. "The marriage alliance between the Demos family and the Xu family is not something a mortal like me can shake."

The Demos family and the Xu family were both meritorious families at the beginning of the founding of the Bema Principality. Of the seven seats in the National Assembly, the two families still occupy one each.

The two families have been on good terms for generations, and they have intermarried in almost every generation. This generation, however, has already chosen their partners from infancy.

As an adult, Morgan Demos was impeccable in both appearance and ability. As the eldest grandson of the Demos family, he had the first right of succession.

"Just keep it to yourself, don't talk nonsense."

Paninger stuck out his tongue again: "I know, but you've been putting it off for half a year already. Do you intend to keep dragging it out indefinitely? Or do you simply not like him?"

With his illustrious family background and extraordinary talent, Morgan Demos is widely recognized as the pinnacle of talent in St. Louis, a city teeming with geniuses. He enjoys immense popularity, and it's hard to imagine anyone not liking someone like him.

"Do you like him?" Xu Penglong asked in return.

"like."

It's very impolite to say you like someone in front of their fiancée, but liking someone is a perfectly normal thing.

Let alone Paninger, even if you asked Hauglis and the baboons, they would all say they liked it without hesitation.

It's impossible not to dislike a man who is rich, powerful, and enjoys sharing.

"Don't change the subject!" Paninger said, arms crossed, his eyes full of wisdom. "I have a feeling there's something wrong with your relationship."

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Wind Chime said. “I know better than you do.”

"Fine then, since you don't want me to stay, I guess I'll just have to go live with those slobs!"

"No delivery."

"I didn't expect you to deliver it, you heartless bastard!"