Reincarnation Band Magician

As we all know, babies grow up like balloons. No one knows what a baby that looks the same when deflated will eventually look like.

But if you have met the child's elders, there are still clues.

Hair color, eye color, face shape.

Qing walked over, squatted in front of the child, and stared into the brown eyes.

If my cheeks were smaller and rounder...

Qing had already confirmed her name and called softly, "Clara."

"Woo?"

Clara had not yet recognized the kind older brother in front of her. After all, the last time they met was when she was three or four years old, and she could not remember much clearly at that time. However, there was a feeling running through her body, which made her straighten her back.

Instinct told her that if she didn't behave herself in front of this person, she would be punished much more severely than her mother!

"Brother, brother..."

Following her instinct, she had never shouted like this in most of her life, but after she shouted it out loud, it became familiar.

The little girl opened her eyes wide and excitedly threw herself into her brother's arms.

Qing raised his hand and pressed her shoulder to prevent the owl caught in the middle from turning into an eagle.

“Brother, brother, brother!”

After the owl fell down, the little girl shook her head and rubbed it like the owl.

Another impression I have of this person is that if you behave well, you will get delicious food.

It's many times more delicious than what my mom makes.

……

PS: I took a nap in the afternoon and ended up dreaming about working. When the alarm clock rang, the foreman said, work for another hour, so I went back to sleep. After that I was working all the time. What a crappy dream.

I will continue writing tomorrow.

Brave: 329, calling people

I haven't seen little Clara for four years. The last time I saw her, she was still a child who couldn't speak a sentence.

You can't expect too much from children. They are always enthusiastic and sincere, but they often forget their promises due to various things, which makes people sigh.

However, it is also surprising if a cute child still remembers fragments of his past life.

Qing held little Clara and spun around. The lively child held his neck tightly, climbed up like a kitten, and finally sat on his shoulder.

Seven years old is not small. She is more than a year older than Yili's sister Erli, whom she has never met. But this weight has no effect on Qing at all.

"Does Sister Xiangzi still remember?"

"Sakiko...Saki! Remember!"

The little girl happily swung around Qing's neck, enjoying the suddenly elevated view. She glanced through the crowd and saw Xiangzi with his beautiful braids. She waved vigorously, "Sister Xiang!"

After saying hello, it’s not a good time to entertain the children.

He took Clara down and handed her to Xiangzi, "Brother will play with you later, familiar..."

I saw the owl flying over to the desk, looking tired and haggard.

"Is that the one? Is it Clara's?"

"Yes! Auntie, it's for me to play with."

Familiars are definitely not meant to be played with.

"Which auntie?"

"Celiai!"

At this moment, Qing felt that his generation was rising rapidly.

He quickly pressed it down, "Well, Celie is much older than your mother, so you can't call her aunt."

"What's that called?"

"Um...Grandma."

"Oh, Grandma Seri Azu."

This name, which the elves disliked, was born.

"Clara-chan, remember me?"

Xiangzi came over and hugged the chubby little girl.

Although it tastes bad, there is nothing wrong with the nutrition of Aite's food. My daughter's belly is plump and rounder than the owl over there.

"Remember! Drink, stinky!"

"It doesn't stink desuwa!"

Having just been praised for her sweet smell, Xiangzi refused to accept the comment and skillfully picked up the child.

This time, there was finally no "gap" that Clara disliked when she was a baby.

After Xiangzi hugged the little girl and caressed her for a while, Qing greeted the team members who had just arrived and said, "This is my sister's child. The owl is also hers."

"Your sister doesn't know him?"

"That's Xiang's sister."

"Oh, sister-in-law, I see. It was just a misunderstanding... But we still have to wait for someone to come. Please understand. As for the stupid newbie, I'll ask her to write a self-criticism later."

"Can I contact that familiar? I can use it to call people over."

There was no plan to wait for the newcomer to run to Celia's palace and back, as that would have meant they would have had to stay here until dinner.

The team member tilted his head, doubtfully saying, "Of course it's possible, but... well, you try it. I think you're pretty strong."

The team members with good intuition went over and pulled the idle people back to work, and only the aunt who was working with the newcomer continued to be in charge.

Qing observed the owl. The familiar was like a robot, it would only follow the orders given by its master and operate according to predetermined commands.

He reached out tentatively, the feathers felt very smooth, and he picked up the owl, and extremely subtle magic power seeped through it.

The pulling force I felt yesterday came again, this time it could be said to be a "pull".

With clear magical perception, he quickly arrived in front of yesterday's palace.

At this moment in the palace, the ancient elf displayed flexibility beyond the reach of humans. He read the magic book in a posture that made people wonder if his waist would break in half, with his hair hanging down under the throne and his feet propped up on the backrest.

Celia enjoyed a happy time without the constraints of Aite. She could lie down however she wanted without having to get up regularly to move around or drink water. The lively little guy also went out.

A quiet day.

Until now.

The magic power of the peeping familiar was brought in front of her, and when Celie was thinking about how to teach him a lesson, the magic power circled at the door again and "went off the grid".

Same as yesterday.

"Roar?"

The elf swayed, lowered his legs, and resumed his lying position. His eyes traveled across a long distance to the security squad's base, projected into the owl's body, and met the eyes of the young man with azure eyes in front of him.

"Excuse me, but this isn't the right time to meet," the other person said. "Little Clara got separated from her mother, and I can't find her."

Although he was confident in his perception, Qing would not be so arrogant as to think that no one could discover that he was breaking the law in someone else's base. He had to go in and stay with Hong Xia.

"Goo-"

The owl hooted, its eyes saying "I know", then it flapped its wings and flew away.

There is a market not far from here.

The woman with a basket full of vegetables was still selecting new vegetables. Although this seemed like a trivial activity to outsiders, she really enjoyed it. Looking at the fresh vegetables, she felt a sense of joy at the vitality of life.

"Hmm?..."

I came back in the early morning and had little time to prepare, so breakfast and lunch were really simple, so I had to put some thought into dinner.

“Carrots are good.”

"You have a good eye, and it's still covered in mud."

"Give me a bunch. It's delicious when blended into juice."

"Uh--"

The vendor who actually didn't like the vegetables was thinking about what it tasted like.

An owl flew over and landed on Art's shoulder, giving a signal to guide the direction.

"I understand."

After paying the money, Aite followed him.

Based on past experience, it was my daughter who ran to a strange place again this time.

This time, after being away for more than a month, Clara had an excess of "mom energy" and was no longer clinging to us all day. In addition, her fear of vegetables made her sneak away whenever she found an opportunity.

The little girl was very smart. She only left after seeing an owl following her, and Aite also turned a blind eye.

……

The captain of the detachment arrived, after Celia's magic left.

"You can leave now. It's not a serious matter. Miss Hongxia has already realized her mistake."

"I'm so sorry for disturbing you today."

"We are the same here. We will be more patient next time and confirm the situation carefully."

At this time, not many people knew Celia's name, but it was not that they were unaware of her existence. A few years ago, there was a huge commotion outside the Holy City, and the characteristics of that magic were too obvious.

Just like before.

After saying hello, when we were leaving, the magician who led the way was muttering that the newcomer would have to write a few more pages of self-review.

"How does it feel to see the sun again?"

"Qing~"

The person making the joke was poked in the back by Hong Xia.

She had a pretty good mental state, and she said of the environment just now: "Before I was taken there, I thought it was a cell with rats crawling everywhere!"

"It's like this in other places, but this kind of environment in the Holy City is rare, so be careful not to..."

As he spoke, Qing's voice became softer.

On the street corner, a gentle woman smiled softly.

"Qing, Xiangzi, long time no see."

Brave: 330, I want this mother

"Don't run around next time, at least don't run so far. Not every place is as safe as the Holy City."

The mother gently touched her daughter's face, gave her a brief criticism, and then stuffed a bag of vegetables into her arms, which Clara hugged with her arms.

Then, Aite stood up and hugged Qing and Xiangzi tightly.

Those memories that are so profound that they will never fade reflect the present. Aite is not surprised that their appearance has not changed at all. The sense of mystery fills their past, but it does not affect their present.

She was just immersed in the joy of the moment.

Adults all have their own lives, and separations are so quick and painful. In this era, reunion is so precious that even Aite was speechless at first and could only use a hug to ease his emotions.

At this moment, all the most important people in the world to her, except for Teacher Celia, were by her side.

After a while, Aite patted their backs, gradually reducing his strength, and said with a mixture of complaint and surprise, "It's been four years in a flash. It's been such a long time. I miss you so much."

"Eite..."

As a girl, Xiangzi's eyes became moist.

Qing held Aite's hand tightly. "When we were traveling, there were many things I wanted to tell you, but I didn't know how to say them in a letter."

During the time I was traveling with Mahat, a letter would be sent to the holy city every two or three months.