Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

While eating breakfast in silence, Philen finally said the first words since they met. Although his voice was so soft that Ye Shanming almost couldn't hear it, it was still a valuable first step.

"Ye Shanming."

While answering Philen's question, Ye Shanming felt a little relieved, because it meant that the child was finally trying to come out of the shadows.

"Lord Akira Hayama."

Feilan tried to shout, and found that Ye Shanming nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible hint of relaxation on his face. He lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast.

The days passed quietly. At first, Philen would just wait until he fell asleep before running to his room. Later, he would go straight to his bed to sleep, and he had to grab his clothes to fall asleep.

Moreover, during the day, if she could see Ye Shanming, she would sit quietly on the chair, and once she couldn't see Ye Shanming, she would hide in the corner of the room and curl up into a ball.

Therefore, Ye Shanming had no way to go to the City Lord's Mansion and the Association Branch to handle related work. He could only analyze and study magic while taking care of Philen.

Fortunately, since he often stayed away for several months, Aura and Celia were completely used to it and didn't even notice that he was back.

"This can't go on like this."

Ye Shanming closed the magic book in his hand and glanced at Philen who was sitting next to him. The latter was sitting there quietly, reading the children's book that Ye Shanming bought for her.

"Lord Hayama Akira?"

In response to Ye Shanming's sudden words, Feilan looked up at him.

Compared to when I first picked her up a month ago, there is already some life in her eyes, and her face has become rounder because her diet has improved a lot.

It was just because of her lack of security that she became more and more dependent on Ye Shanming, who brought her back, to the point of almost becoming Ye Shanming's shadow.

"Phelan, do you want to go to magic academy?"

This was also a helpless move by Ye Shanming. Although it was indeed pleasing to be relied upon by others, Philen's dependence on him had reached a pathological level.

He hopes that Philen can be independent and have his own ideas.

Letting Philen go to the magic academy was the result of careful consideration, mainly to allow her to adapt to the new environment and get along with her peers.

It would be best if he could get to know a few friends of the same age and break away from his current state of extreme dependence on him.

As for Ye Shanming's suggestion, Feilun lowered his head and responded obediently:

"Master Ye Shanming, please make the decision."

"Okay, I'll take you to school tomorrow."

It was not difficult for Ye Shanming to send Philen to the magic academy. Although it was not the time for enrollment and admission required a test, for him it was just a matter of talking to the dean.

The next day, Ye Shanming sent Feilun to the gate of the academy. Feilun released her right hand that was holding the corner of his clothes and walked into the academy. The teacher in charge of teaching her was already waiting not far away.

"Listen carefully in class, interact with your classmates, and if you make friends, feel free to bring them home to play with you, okay?"

Like most parents who send their children to school for the first time, Ye Shanming squatted down, stroked Feilun's head, and gave her instructions.

Philen's face was expressionless. Her purple eyes looked at him, nodding continuously. As she was about to step into the academy's gate, she finally turned around and asked the question that had been pent up in her heart all night:

"Is it really not to get rid of this burden like me, Master Ye Shanming?"

"How can it be."

Ye Shanming smiled and said, "Since I've brought you back, I will take good care of you."

"Believe me, I'll definitely be at home when you get back from school."

After getting his assurance, Philen followed the teacher who had been waiting for a long time to the classroom.

After sending Philen to school, Ye Shanming finally found time to go to the City Lord's Mansion and the association branch to deal with the matters left over from the past few months.

At the branch of the Continental Magic Association, after Ye Shanming walked into the hall, Celia was standing quietly in front of the flower field created by magic, wondering what she was thinking about.

"Teacher, if I adopt a child and that child is very dependent on me, is there any way to change this situation?"

After finally freeing up his hands, Ye Shanming thought about it and felt that he should find someone to discuss Philen's current situation to see if there was any better solution. And Celia, who had survived from the Age of Gods to the present, was the first person he thought of to consult.

Ye Shanming was just too worried that the child was too dependent on him, and he forgot one very important thing.

"Are you planning to piss me off right after coming back from outside, you traitor?"

Celie looked at him unkindly, and before he could say anything, a beam of magic light emitting terrifying energy brushed past his face, directly collapsing the entire hall.

Silently calculating in his mind how much money it would cost to rebuild the association, Ye Shanming then remembered that for Celia, this was a topic that absolutely could not be touched upon.

"I will fix the hall, teacher, you take your time to think about it."

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ye Shanming left decisively.

Zan Ze, who happened to be passing by, saw Ye Shanming walking out of the ruins of the hall. He showed a look of astonishment, but still asked with concern:

"Are you okay, Branch Chief?"

"Oh, little Zanzeh, it's just a little problem."

Ye Shanming touched Zanze's overly abundant hair and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

As a child who was also raised by me, although Aura has always had a strange personality, he should be able to give useful advice, right?

"You said you picked up another child and brought him home?"

Aura looked at him unkindly. Ye Shanming spread his hands and said, "There's nothing I can do. She's the only living person in the whole town. I can't just leave her there to die."

"No, you don't have to say it. I know you too well. You are the kind of person who can't walk when you see a child."

Aura stopped him from explaining, tutted his tongue, and said something sarcastic, but then he started to think seriously.

"It's obvious that you've become that child's spiritual pillar, which is why he relies on you so much."

As he spoke, Aura felt inexplicably unhappy and had the urge to find Ye Shanming to fight to vent his anger.

"If you stay with that child forever, she'll never be able to get over it. It's better to find someone you trust and give her to him to raise."

"The one you trust..."

Ye Shanming thought quickly in his mind that Celia would definitely not do that. If he dared to mention it, he would definitely fight her to death.

None of the branch's magicians had any intention of adopting a child, and besides that—

An old face appeared in his mind. If it was him who raised Philen, he would be absolutely relieved.

"It's normal for children to be dependent on adults. I'd better observe for a while."

After thinking about it, Ye Shanming still did not implement Aura's plan.

This observation lasted for two years. At least from the outside, Philen had completely walked out of the shadows and was no different from an ordinary child. Ye Shanming gradually lost the idea of ​​sending her to Haita to be raised.

"Master Ye Shanming, I brought my friends back from school to play."

Feilun pushed open the door, with a smile on his face, and said to Ye Shanming who was sitting on the chair.

Two years passed and she was eight years old. Her short purple hair was still tied with a red ribbon, which was the only thing her parents left her.

"Oh, that's great. Bring your classmates in."

Behind her, two girls were looking at Ye Shanming curiously. One had short orange hair, and the other had long silver hair. When they saw his gaze, they quickly stood up and greeted him politely:

"My name is Rabinie, and this timid fellow is Connie."

The silver-haired girl generously pulled the orange-haired girl into the room. Ye Shanming put away his notes and saw that the other girl was a little reserved. He smiled and said:

"You are all friends of Philen, just treat this place as your home. Do you need anything to drink?"

"No need, Master Ye Shanming, I will entertain them, you can go and do your own thing."

Philen shook his head and took the initiative to take over the burden of entertaining his friends. He took the two of them to his room, then went to the kitchen to prepare tea and snacks and brought them to the room.

She has gradually come to understand things and does not want to trouble Ye Shanming with these trivial matters.

She often saw Ye Shanming coming home covered in dust and complaining that a man named Celiai was too harsh. She thought he must be doing some very dangerous job to make a living.

[Also, I heard from Rabinie that the tuition at the magic academy is very expensive, and ordinary people simply can't afford it. Master Ye Shanming only knows flying magic and other minor magics, so it must be very difficult for him to raise the tuition. I can only do what I can to ease his burden.]

Philen thought to himself, and at the same time silently decided that he must study magic hard, become an excellent magician, and then support Ye Shanming for the rest of his life so that he would not have to work so hard anymore.

But Philen never told Ye Shanming about these thoughts.

"Damn it Rabiniel, who did you just call a coward?!"

"I'm talking about you. If I hadn't pulled you over, would you dare to come in?!"

As soon as Philen opened the door, he saw the silver-haired Rabinie riding on Connie's body, holding her orange twintails tightly with both hands. Rabinie pounded the floor with both hands in pain, trying to push Rabinie off, but she couldn't do it.

"Well, Rabigne, Connie, come and have some refreshment."

Not surprised by the fight between the two, Philen separated them and warned them:

"Let's keep our voices down so as not to disturb Master Ye Shanming."

Connie rubbed his waist and got up from the ground. He was curious about the way Philen addressed Ye Shanming:

"Phiren, what is your relationship with him? Why do you call him sir?"

Fei Lun was stunned for a moment, thinking about how to explain his relationship with Ye Shanming to them. Father and daughter? Brother and sister?

In the end, she decided to tell the truth: "Actually, I am an orphan, and Master Ye Shanming is the one who adopted me."

"Sorry, I don't know."

Connie lowered his head and apologized, feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay. I've let go of those things. My life is pretty good now."

Under the influence of Ye Shanming, Feilun also touched Connie's head and comforted her.

"Stupid Connie, you really can't talk."

Rabinie sneered coldly, earning a glare from Connie, and the two started fighting again.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, the two little ones came out of Philen's room and waved goodbye to her.

Ye Shanming raised his head and looked at them, with a kind smile on his face: "It's getting late, let me take you home."

Rabinie and Connie looked at each other. Connie was a little scared. Rabinie glared at her, turned around and gracefully did a skirt-pulling gesture, which made Connie, who knew her nature well, open his eyes wide.

"Then I'll trouble you, Fearon's guardian."

In the end, she still couldn't figure out how to address Ye Shanming, so she could only call him that.

"It's okay. You're Philen's classmates. It's only natural that you come to our house and play so late."

Afterwards, Ye Shanming asked for the two little ones' addresses and sent them back home one after another. Although the Magic City was a very safe place under his management, it was still better to be on the safe side.

As he expected, compared with Conie's relatively ordinary family, Rabinie's family was very wealthy. She could be said to be a rich girl, which led to the difference in their personalities.

When he came back, Philen had fallen asleep on the table with a book on the basics of magic spread out in front of him.

Without waking her up, Ye Shanming grabbed her shoulders and legs and prepared to carry her back to the room.

"Master Ye Shanming, you are back."

As a result, when he just touched the bed, Philen woke up with a start, his body tense. When he saw Ye Shanming, he relaxed and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Sorry to wake you."

Fei Lun shook his head and looked at Ye Shanming's face. After being together for so long, he instinctively felt that Ye Shanming had something on his mind. He mustered up the courage and took the initiative to ask:

"Master Ye Shanming, is there something troubling you?"

Hearing this, Ye Shanming no longer concealed his annoyance, and a trace of distress appeared on his face. He sat on the edge of the bed and subconsciously touched her head:

"Actually, I'm planning to go on a long trip in two days."

Today, Philen brought his friends back, which reminded him of his previous conversation with Aura. He suddenly realized that it had been two years since he last saw Haita, and he wanted to go visit his old friend.

"Are you going to go for a long time?"

"uncertain."

Last time, Haita said that he was not feeling well. I don’t know if this wine-drinking monk has already gone to see the goddess. Considering Haita’s age, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to have another one or two years.

If he were still alive, he planned to live there permanently to see his old friend off on his final journey.

"As for you, I plan to send you to..."

"I will go with you!"

Just as Ye Shanming was about to say that he would send her to Aura, Feilun interrupted him directly, grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands, and his usually well-behaved eyes were full of determination.

"I'm really not sure about the timing. I think I'm going to drop out of the academy. And your friends are here too. Do you really want to follow me?"

"Although I am reluctant to leave them,"