Chapter 83 The book was torn? Watching me make up a story for you
, Sirius felt a throbbing feeling that he had never experienced before.
This girl is really elusive sometimes. She is obviously not the kind of simple-minded fool, but she just recited the "spell" that she made up for her without thinking.
Sirius couldn't understand what he had done to cause such a big change in Liz's personality.
But now he didn't think about this issue in detail. Sirius only needed to understand that Liz in front of him was indeed one of the most trustworthy people in the world, and that was enough.
"Speaking of which, does this kind of heaven-defying curse really exist?"
It's a pity that Sirius just forgot to write down the specific string of spells that Liz recited, otherwise he might be able to indirectly use this opportunity. Take control of a new trump card.
But after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.
The price of fainting on the spot after casting the spell seems to be too heavy for him. He does not expect such a magic with strong side effects to save him at a critical moment.
After all, only when he wakes up can he have the opportunity to use his abilities to create more opportunities. If he completely loses consciousness, it would be equivalent to completely putting himself into a passive situation.
"Forget it, let's send Liz back to the room first."
The girl's weight is not very heavy. If you have to be picky, it may just be the two lumps on the chest that occupy some extra mass.
"Lord Sirius?! This is..."
Just when Sirius was about to leave with Liz in his arms, the series of noises just now finally made the other maids in the manor couldn't help but rush over.
If the series of sounds of the vase exploding were blocked by the barrier magic that Jim had set up before, then Liz's shocking act could not be concealed no matter what.
The first person to step forward and ask was the older maid. At this moment, she was not only surprised by Liz who fainted in Sirius's arms, but she was even more surprised by the tragic sight of the entire living room that was almost in ruins.
"Um..."
Sirius scratched his head in embarrassment, "I was studying magic, and I accidentally lost control."
"...As expected of Lord Sirius."
Is this head maid trying to blame him? Sirius glanced at the head maid, who seemed to be quite normal, with a strange look, but he always had the illusion that he had become the Teddy who broke up the house.
"Go to the city and get some money to find some carpenters and bricklayers, and see if you can restore it to the way it was before."
"Yes, Lord Sirius."
Sirius nodded casually, and continued to hold him like a princess. He carried Liz back to her room alone.
Placing the girl on the bed and looking at the faint smile on her face, Sirius couldn't help but laugh.
Sometimes he felt that if he hadn't been involved in the things he was doing now and just came to Anka to retire quietly after returning from the Imperial City, that might have been a very good thing, right?
Practicing swordsmanship with his sister every day, teasing and teasing this cute little maid from time to time, this kind of life is indeed the most ideal life in his heart.
But there are many things that cannot be helped. He knows that the world cannot remain peaceful forever, and he also knows that after making so many changes, he can no longer continue to be as omniscient and omnipotent as before.
Even the maid Liz in front of her is no longer the yandere and murderer she was before.
Sirius covered Liz with a quilt, and then slowly stood up from the bed.
But just when he was about to leave the room quietly and close the door gently, he happened to catch a glimpse of the pile of scraps of paper spread out on Liz's table.
Driven by curiosity, Sirius turned back and walked forward, and after a few simple touches with his fingers, he discovered that these torn pieces of paper were the book he had given to Liz before.
Is that so?
Looking at the intact half of the book on the other side, Sirius began to understand why Liz had failed her magic test like that today.
Even the person who indirectly killed Fanny was actually himself?
Damn it, Sirius now feels more and more that he is a sinful person...
Because he has been too close to Liz during this period, and he gave her something that an Anka commoner could never ask for in his life. Liz, do you think other people will have no unbalanced thoughts when they find out?
It just so happened that Fanny was probably a very jealous person. During the quarrel, she took the book from Liz's hand and tore it into pieces.
Who wouldn't be angry if this happened?
Not to mention that if you, Fanny, mess with no one, but you want to mess with the darkened version of Liz who just killed her father, then you are really stepping on the accelerator and rushing towards death. But no matter what, it's really not good for Liz to kill someone like this. At least it shows that her ability to control her emotions is very poor now. If you want to change her through psychological correction, it may not be a simple task that is easy to do.
Of course, it is precisely because of this incident that Liz, who originally planned to take time to learn light magic, has no intention of learning at all recently, right?
Just avoiding the sight of all the other maids might take a lot of energy.
What's more, it can be seen from the candle on the table that has been burned to only a small section. The child may have been working hard to repair the content of the book last night.
Even so, when the test failed, Liz just cried there alone. Even if she felt a little wronged in her heart, she didn't say a word to defend herself.
Too paranoid...this is Sirius's evaluation of Liz.
Sometimes this was a cute and touching trait, but more often than not he felt like it wasn't a good sign.
Sighing, Sirius placed his hand on the pile of crumbs on the table.
Naturally, he does not have the ability to automatically combine the fragments into their original appearance, but it is quite simple to simply decompose these wood elemental materials and then put them back together again.
Using the terrifying magic talent that does not require chanting, soon the pieces of paper on the table flew into the air one by one and turned into milky white light groups. Finally, under Sirius's guidance, it condensed into pieces of white paper of the same size, which fell on the table.
The next step is to draw ghost symbols.
Sirius didn't know at this moment that the "every word in his hand" mentioned in his ability did not only refer to every word written from his hand. So for him at this moment, all he needs to do now is to complete the missing half of the light magic textbook.
The hand holding the pen quickly scratched across dozens of pieces of paper. This time, he didn't even have the bad taste of writing tongue twisters, but just perfunctory when he wanted to complete the task as soon as possible.
I feel like when I was a kid, I was so anxious to catch up on my homework that no one could understand the words I wrote.
"Oh, yes, you have to trigger the conditions for receiving the gift separately."
Sirius found another piece of paper from the side alone, and then wrote a neat line of words on it:
[To lovely Liz: These repaired pages are my gift to you. May this complete The pages of the book can hold all your dreams for the rest of your life. ]
After doing all this, Sirius nodded with satisfaction, then put the two letters addressed to Maura and Jim in his pocket on the table, and then left Liz's room.
Night fell, and the silent night fell on Liz's face. As she gradually recovered from her state of exhaustion, she seemed to have had a long dream.
But when Liz realized that the dream was over and opened her eyes to escape from it, she found that it was already noon the next day.
"Ah!" Liz bit her lip and looked at the sun hanging in the sky outside the window without tears. "I couldn't make breakfast for the master today, it's over..."
But when she was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, At that time, I found that I actually fell asleep in a maid uniform, and the expression on my face was even weirder.
Is there even a hint of shyness in this weirdness?
Needless to say, I knew that besides my favorite master, who else could be the person who would send me back to cover myself with a quilt so gently but not help me take off my clothes?
Liz had never felt that she had been treated like this, and at this moment she even regretted why she was so unsatisfied and passed out immediately after reciting the spell?
If he didn't faint, wouldn't he be able to secretly pretend to be in shock, and then lie in the owner's arms and feel the endless sense of security?
After patting her face and putting away these dangerous thoughts about her identity as a maid, Liz quickly walked to the mirror and began to straighten the wrinkles on her maid uniform.
And when her eyes saw the table behind her through the mirror, she was suddenly stunned.
Is she hallucinating?
Why does it seem like there is an intact book on my desk?
Surprised with a hint of surprise, she immediately turned around and ran to the table, and then saw the neatly placed book with a white cover and a note placed directly above the book.
Although there was no name written on the note, the tone of voice and the font of the text made Liz realize that it was written by Sir Sirius.
"The gift...did the owner manually complete the following chapters?"
Liz opened the book in front of her with some anticipation. The front part was naturally the same as before, and it contained the parts she had already read. Basic content.
When she turned to the middle part, she found that the paper in this part was whiter than all the previous papers, and it seemed that it was also glued after the first half.
But the content made her even more happy, because the content was indeed what she expected.
It was even the most ideal form in her mind: because the content in the second part was more difficult, her master thoughtfully added his own annotations behind many explanatory words and phrases.
The font of the annotation is smaller than the font of the main text, as if when she really learns to that point, her master will stand behind her all the time, passing on some experience of others to her.
Apart from this word, Liz couldn't find any other better words to describe her feelings at this moment.
She hugged the reassembled book in her hand tightly, and at the same time, she swore in her heart that she would never let her master show her sad emotions again, whether it was her true self in the dark or the disguise she used to protect herself in the light. .
She must be the best in the eyes of her master!
(End of chapter)