Falling star hair demon?
What's the matter with the fallen star-haired demon here?
When Dean suddenly heard the name, he still didn't react. He sat across from Leinna, organized his language, and asked about the specific situation.
"It seems like there is news from Raleye City..."
Leinna has been running around outside for most of the day, listening to everything. She has been tortured by all kinds of news that are true and false for most of the day. Now she can't tell what is credible. She can only be sure that the news was initially It's from R'lyeh City.
That's why the "countrymen" in District 13 have such a high regard for it.
Feeling a little disrespectful in her heart, Leina cleared her throat and looked away guiltily.
Opposite him, Dean, who had been classified as a "country boy", had an itchy nose for some reason. He glanced at Leina suspiciously, and then looked away after seeing nothing unusual.
Raleye City?
Dean instantly understood what Imiya meant by "surprise" in the reply he received last night.
This is really...a real surprise.
He poured himself a cup of tea and recalled the contents of the letter.
Since the Origin Guild is to be formally established and the requirements for professional assessment are announced, the reference materials required for professional assessment must also be prepared.
So last night, he wrote a letter specifically to ask Imiya, who had not yet left Raleye City, to help register several textbooks he had written.
Because it was not authorized to R'lyeh City, registration did not require personal presence. After Dean handed the information to Imiya, he gave her full authority to handle matters there.
Mindful of the promise made by the Fallen Star Hair Demon, Imiya did not refuse, but in her reply, she told Dean that she had prepared a "surprise" for him in a tone that seemed to be asking for credit.
Looking at the word "surprise" on the letter, Dean got goosebumps.
He felt something was wrong at that time, but he didn't expect to be hit by this "surprise" the next day.
Rubbing his brows, Dean expressed his confusion about the brain circuitry of the residents of District 13.
"They are indifferent to the breeding house that is just around the corner, but they are so interested in the falling star hair demon from the breeding house that came back from all the way..."
It was really pig fat fed from imported cabbage, which got him involved.
Leinna didn't quite understand it, and of course what she didn't understand now was that she had been running for a long time and her mouth was dry, but Dean could actually drink half a pot of tea without even looking at her.
When her resentment almost turned into reality, the eagle-winged cat came over with cat steps and poured her tea with telekinesis. Leinna immediately touched the cat's head in emotion, then picked up the teacup and sighed sincerely.
It's better to keep a magic pet.
Unlike her evil-hearted boss, who wouldn't even give his dedicated employees a cup of tea.
Not at all gentlemanly.
Facing Leinna's condemning gaze, Dean held the teacup and changed his previous plan.
"The controversy over the Falling Star Hair Demon is expected to last for some time. Since it is not convenient for us to publicize it, let's let the Knights help with the announcement."
He doesn't have the character to never look back until he hits the wall. Since he can't handle it himself, he will change the path and go directly to the official channels.
As a member of the beneficiary party, I believe that the Knights will not refuse to provide this small help to their future golden thigh.
Why bother comparing this to yourself?
Dean shook the black tea that had bottomed out and refilled himself with a glass of "hopeless" expression on Leina's face.
…
Just as Dean guessed, the information related to the Falling Star Hair Demon seemed to have wings and flew to all parts of District 13.
Even Wendy and Sandora have heard about it.
"real or fake?"
After listening to what the two people said, the hotel staff Silla covered her mouth and showed an excited expression.
"Does that mean that people like us who can't become professionals can also become professionals through magic pets?"
She hugged her rupee and fell into imagination.
I don’t know if it’s because of a change in her mentality. Ever since she got a magic pet, she especially likes to hang out with Wendy and Sandora.
It seemed that the magic pet in her hand gave Sheila the confidence to get closer to another world.
But today, this kind of magic pet named Falling Star Hair Demon gave her a better fantasy of completely entering that world.
Unfortunately, this fantasy was cruelly exposed by Wendy.
"No, the two are not the same concept."
"The Falling Star Hair Demon can only assist in cultivation. The most basic prerequisite is to be able to practice."
"Mental strength, understanding, physical fitness...the threshold of these basic qualifications cannot be crossed."
"Ah, that's right..."
Silla lowered her head in disappointment.
Wendy glanced at Ruby who was comforting her master with her tail in her arms, her eyes moved slightly and said: "I remember that before you got a magic pet, you didn't seem to be so interested in professionals... It seems that this little monkey has a great influence on you. big."
"That's right..."
Silla was stunned for a moment, then nodded frankly and admitted.
"Everyone loves familiars. They change our lives."
"Not just the day-to-day aspect, but there are other deeper, deeper aspects..."
After repeating this twice, she stuck out her tongue and showed a confused expression.
"I can't tell you exactly what it is, but now I..."
"Occasionally I feel that...if I have a very powerful magic pet that can fight, then I would also be willing to fight against the monster..."
After saying that, Silla breathed a long sigh of relief and touched the back of her head sheepishly.
"Isn't it quite overestimating one's abilities..."
More than just overestimating one's capabilities?
Simply whimsical!
Sandora was just about to give up her idea of making people laugh when she felt someone stepped on her.
Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.
"You can be considered... ow!"
Severe pain came from her feet, her face changed drastically, and she howled directly, which made Silla tremble in fright, and her expression suddenly became awkward, "Am I..."
"No."
Wendy interrupted: "Ignore Sandora, she just has a bad mouth."
Sandora looked at her with a distorted expression, tilted her head silently, and accepted the stigma.
Having said that, it was impossible for Silla to not care at all. After the three of them talked for a few more words, she left in a hurry.
"Why don't you let me tell her the truth?"
Sandora rested her head on her folded hands, not realizing that she had taken the person away.
She plausibly said: "We are not from the same world, so trying to get together is useless."
"It's better to let her realize this fact early."
Good for everyone.
Wendy did not answer this question directly.
She just looked at Sandora with her eyes that glowed with light gold, and said meaningfully: "I think you can have more trust in President Dean."
"With him here, the boundary between us and ordinary people may not be as difficult to break through as you think."
