The Immortal
Brain storage for those who love young, cute, white-silk lolis.
Brain storage for those who love aloof, gentle, black-silk mature women.
Brain storage for those who love demons.
Pure white, delicate, like milk in its purity—that was the sensation of sunlight stepping lightly across the face through the gaps in the air; it was Frieren, wearing white silk and ruthlessly trampling on her own face.
"Young master, it is time to get up. The master has found a magical teacher of noble status and great strength for you."
A voice as gentle and melodious as a lark entered Li Yan's ears.
With a hint of fatigue, Li Yan slowly opened his eyes. Entering his field of vision, two maids wearing black-and-white maid dresses with 36D figures and pure white over-the-knee stockings were calling for him to get up.
So it was a dream.
Li Yan shook his head with a trace of regret. He felt a slight pity that the scene in his dream wasn't real.
"What dream, young master?"
The short blue-haired little maid squatted curiously by Li Yan's bed, her small eyes blinking, seemingly extremely interested in Li Yan's dream.
"Xiao Wu, do not pry into the young master's affairs."
The short pink-haired little maid raised a small fist and gently tapped the short blue-haired little maid named Xiao Wu.
"Ow, I know, Xiao Xue, I was just a little bit curious."
The short blue-haired little maid Xiao Wu rubbed her little head pitifully. Seeing that Li Yan had gotten up, she hurriedly picked up the clothes Li Yan was supposed to wear and began helping him dress.
The short pink-haired little maid Xiao Xue picked up the washing towel, soaked it in a basin of warm water, and began gently washing Li Yan's face.
After a flurry of tossing about, Li Yan was led by his two little maids to the large mirror in the room. Luxurious aristocratic attire, a handsome and dashing face—although he was only six years old, he was already at the very top of the pyramid of toddler appearances.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Li Yan felt nothing. Even though the two little maids beside him were already infatuated to the point of dazing, Li Yan did not think it was anything remarkable.
He was already used to it. It was the same face as in his previous life, just as handsome as ever. In his previous life, because he was walking while looking at his phone and binge-watching the newly released anime Frieren: Beyond Journey's End, he had been sent off to another world to be reincarnated by a speeding big truck.
Ever since he was born in the other world, he had acquired his golden finger—a very, very overpowered ability: immortality, possessing super-strong healing abilities even when suffering injuries.
His reincarnation skill was also exceptionally good. He was born into the greatest warrior family; his father was an earl of the kingdom, and his mother was a daughter of the kingdom's royal family, which meant she was the younger sister of the current king of the kingdom.
Just within the past few days, when the family internally tested talents, he was simultaneously checked and found to possess magical talent and the family's most proficient warrior talent.
That day, the entire family completely exploded. A noble magician appeared within a warrior family, and his talent was rumored to be extremely high, while his physical constitution as a warrior was also exceptionally good.
To nurture his magical talent, his mother specially sought out the most powerful magician she knew—rumored to be a long-time friend of hers, with the two having a very close relationship.
Thinking of the days ahead where he would not only have to learn aristocratic etiquette but also study complex magic and exercise his physique, Li Yan could only feel his head swell. Even with over twenty years of wisdom, he could not withstand learning a massive pile of knowledge in a single day; a six-year-old body simply could not bear it.
His thoughts gradually turned blank, and Li Yan no longer had time to daydream. If he didn't finish the breakfast on the table, I'm afraid there wouldn't be time to eat it later; studying magic was naturally much more important than eating breakfast.
After a hurried meal, Xiao Wu thoughtfully wiped the bread crumbs from the corners of Li Yan's mouth, while Xiao Xue thoughtfully tidied up Li Yan's slightly disheveled attire.
After yet another round of aristocratic detail management, Li Yan stroked the heads of Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue with his small hand, speaking in a very gentle voice, "Thanks for the effort. If you haven't eaten breakfast, go to the kitchen and eat. If anyone says anything, the two of you just mention my name."
"Mhm, understood, young master."
Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue nodded obediently, starlight sparkling in their eyes. The young master's aristocratic demeanor was still as charming as ever.
Walking out of the room, the Steward stood straight by the door. Seeing Li Yan come out, he hurriedly saluted, "Young master, the magical teacher found for you by the mistress has already arrived in your study."
"Mhm."
Li Yan nodded gently. Led by the Steward, Li Yan arrived at the study. The Steward stood at the door with utmost propriety, and Li Yan gently pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Inside the room, a woman was sitting on a chair near the window sill. Her orange long hair was blown into a mess across her face by the wind, white robes made her plump figure increasingly prominent, and her exquisite face was like the most beautiful woman in the world.
"Yo, it's a little handsome fellow after all. Sure enough, your magical talent is exceptionally good. The mana in your body is a full ten times that of an ordinary adult magician, and furthermore, you are only six years old this year. The younger generation is truly to be formidable."
The orange-haired woman rested her chin in her hand with a hint of a smile on her face, evidently extremely satisfied with Li Yan in all aspects.
"It is rumored that your warrior talent is also quite good. Do you want to dual-cultivate magic and martial arts? This path is very difficult, you know. If you are not a true genius, practicing it to the end might just make you a clumsy layman."
"Therefore, my suggestion is: abandon the warrior path and devote your entire life to magic; or become a warrior and do not touch magic. What is your choice?"
Extremely realistic words beat down mercilessly upon Li Yan. The orange-haired woman looked at Li Yan with keen interest, wanting to see what kind of choice the proud favored son praised by her friend as the ultimate genius would make.
"The charm of magic can never be compared to that of a warrior."
Li Yan sat calmly in front of the orange-haired woman with a poised and unhurried demeanor. If she wanted to test him, as a man who had read countless famous scenes in novels, answering such a small scene naturally meant buttering up the aspect the person before him excelled at in the most.
If the most powerful warrior invited by his father had asked personally, naturally the charm of a warrior could never be compared to that of a magician.
Li Yan's reply caused a shock inside Flamme's heart. A six-year-old child was actually able to utter such a universal truth, and a trace of a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
"I really like your answer, and I am willing to take you on as a disciple. Let me introduce myself: my name is Flamme, and I am a magician."
The familiar name echoed in his ears, and Li Yan felt his throat go somewhat dry. His feet felt somewhat out of his control and increasingly wanted to tremble, but long-term etiquette training kept his expression normal and his body calm and steady.
"Li Yan, my name is. Hello, Teacher."
Flamme nodded gently and patted Li Yan's head tenderly, "Since you have become my disciple, do not be so constrained in front of me. Today I will only teach you what mana is and what magic is."
"Mhm."
The sound of magic lessons rang out from the study. The Steward outside the door heard the sound of teaching and left with satisfaction; the young master ultimately did not disappoint the expectations of the master and mistress.
"Xiao Xue, eat up. You should try this little cake."
Xiao Wu sat in the kitchen eating a small cake in small bites, holding the small cake in her hand with a face full of delight.
"I still think the mung bean pastry is more delicious, even though it's very greasy." Xiao Xue ate the greenish pastries in small bites, carrying a hint of a smile on her face.
"Cough cough..."
At the kitchen door, the Steward cleared his throat. Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue, who had been happily eating pastries, hurriedly stood up from their seats, lowered their heads, and greeted him, "Good morning, Steward."
The Steward looked helplessly at the two gluttonous fellows; they still had crumbs of mung bean pastry and cake lingering by the corners of their mouths. "You two little rascals, it is not yet time to eat. If others were to see this, you two little rascals would be punished."
Xiao Wu parted her lips slightly, lowered her head, and whispered softly, "The young master told us to eat."
Xiao Xue nodded her little head gently, indicating that Xiao Wu was not lying.
"The young master, you say?"
The Steward nodded thoughtfully, then waved his hand. "Then the two of you must go do your work once you finish eating. The young master's room needs to be cleaned, and the young master needs a cup of hot milk after class. All these things must be prepared. You are the young master's personal maids, so you must plan for everything ahead of time. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue nodded gently.
The Steward left with satisfaction, a smile rising on his face. He had to go tell the master and mistress the good news that the young master was studying magic.