As he spoke, he clasped his hands on his chest, making a gesture of holding Xizi's heart.
The eyes full of sincere emotion, paired with a delicate boyish face and two pointed ears, are very confusing.
It's as if he is really calling for "love and tolerance".
It can be pulled into a sculpture.
It's a pity that Cedric has been with the owner of this face for too long and has already formed an immunity. No matter how nonsense Mason talks, he remains unmoved.
But this guy's posture was really uncomfortable for a priest with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
His eyes moved down and fell on the hands holding his chest.
"Humans' hearts are not in the center."
Cedric reminded him with a cold expression.
"Oh, sorry."
Mason's hand holding his heart moved slightly to the right, touching his right chest.
"Is it right now?"
Cedric looked at the reverse image in the mirror and knew that even if he corrected it, the other person would not remember it, so he nodded perfunctorily.
"Actually the location doesn't matter."
Touching his right chest again, Mason felt that the human race was indeed a "biased" creature, while preaching to Cedric: "Don't pay too much attention to such superficial things. The point is not 'heart', but 'like'."
"You have to learn to let go of yourself and 'love' these new civilizations like the most ordinary beginner, to tolerate them, to respect them, and then you can discover their beauty and wonder."
Mason let out a long sigh of relief as if he was touched by himself, and nodded where Nica was with his chin.
"Just like me."
"By the way, as a digression, I think pet masters... well, I don't remember their names, but they mean the same thing... much better than the new professions you were optimistic about before."
He clapped his palms, and the shadow tentacles reached out from the distance again, holding up a small jar of sugar and starting to pour it into the teapot.
"For a 'loser' like me who is destined not to be able to lead a new profession, it is better to choose a new profession that allows me to adapt comfortably than to choose a new profession that I am not optimistic about but have to worry about. It’s far better to support its new career with its nose in the air.”
The sugar fell into the teapot like quicksand. Mason's eyes sparkled when he saw it. He forgot all the words that followed. He sat up from the sofa and looked at the teapot expectantly. The tail that emerged from time to time was swaying happily from side to side.
After listening to what he said, Cedric also fell into silence, and the room instantly became quiet.
After a long while, Nika finally stopped adding sugar. Mason watched the tentacles wrap around the teaspoon and stir it, feeling healed again.
He turned to his silent friend in the mirror and teased deliberately.
"Dear, I have always felt that your human race is the most tolerant race. This is also the best impression I have on you... What, are you ready to subvert my ideas now?"
As he spoke, Mason covered the lower half of his face, widened his innocent eyes like a deer, and showed an expression of surprise and disbelief.
Cedric ignored him.
This guy has never been serious, and eight out of ten sentences are misleading.
I finally managed to be serious for a while, but after saying a few words, I started to fall back into my old ways.
However, after this set of combos, he somewhat understood Mason's attitude towards magic pets and breeders.
Pretty much what he expected.
Cedric didn't mean to force his friends to be friends. Anyway, foreign immigrants like Mason also had the privilege of not being restricted by the imperial power. The reason why he asked this question was mainly for the summary meeting later.
"In the summary meeting after the exam, the question of whether you can use magic pets in the exam will definitely be mentioned. When the time comes, I will stand with you."
"Two colleges, plus a few neutral factions, it can probably drag on for a few years."
Mason was not satisfied with this answer. He closed the lid of the teapot and suddenly said: "How about we win over the old men of the neutral faction? I remember there are a few treasures in the dean's little treasure house..."
Cedric interrupted: "Not even that."
"And the neutral faction members are not as easily impressed as you think."
"If I really give you a gift, they may not be interested. On the contrary, if you take advantage of Dean Dafenso's treasure without permission, you will inevitably be punished by him... Is there something wrong with you?"
He held his chin up, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
It was nothing unusual for him to shout about "love and tolerance". He had already known what kind of temper this guy had, but...
Is it his imagination?
I always feel that Mason today is different from usual.
"Have it?"
Picking up a biscuit from the snack shelf, Mason waved to the side, and the shadow tentacles immediately came over and rubbed on the biscuit like a tongue.
This action seemed to make the demon pet behind the scenes sense the scent of the biscuit, and decisively rolled it up with its tentacles and sent it back to the room.
"Look, how cute it is."
Mason laughed so hard that his branches trembled with laughter, and two tears oozed from the corners of his eyes. He held his belly and wiped away the tears, revealing a fatherly smile.
Cedric's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw it, and he didn't bother to care about Mason anymore. He directly reached out and hung up the communication between the mirrors.
After the scene on the mirror completely disappeared, he hesitated and found the information about the breeder.
After this information was handed over from Dean, it was immediately entered into the empire's information database.
Both the Royal Library and the Imperial Library contain a manuscript.
Cedric used his dean's authority to borrow this information and has been studying it since then.
There was one thing that made him more concerned.
It is the two-way influence of "field" theory.
In the information, Dean said that he believed that the "field" not only makes the familiar close to people, but also subtly affects people.
Their rejection of familiars will gradually weaken.
Just because there is no specific case, this guess is only recorded in the document in the form of speculation.
In a very inconspicuous corner.
This also led to the vast majority of people who saw this speculation not treating it as important content:
Cedric is one of them.
He always felt that the possibility of "two-way influence" was only filled in by Dean out of strict consideration.
To this day, he saw with his own eyes the way Mason got along with his Shadow Doll.
The pen in Cedric's hand drew meaningless lines on the paper, indicating the owner's unrest.
He and Mason met when they were young. Although they did not belong to the same race, their thoughts and concepts were very similar.
Therefore, Cedric believes that he still has a good grasp of Mason's character and style of dealing with things.
Therefore, he was keenly aware that Mason's attitude on the matter of magic pets was indeed softer than before.
Could this change be brought to him by Nika?
Cedric looked at the messy lines on the paper with a thoughtful expression.
