Family

After a month of magic study, Li Yan was utterly obsessed with it, to the point that even Flamme felt extreme shock. Although Li Yan's mana growth speed was very fast, his speed of learning magic was also astonishing, and his casting had no flaws in any aspect, it was solely Li Yan's passion for magic that she was unable to imagine.

A six-year-old child actually had more enthusiasm for magic than she did. Out of the 24 hours in a day, aside from sleeping time and other necessary times, this disciple of hers did not waste a single minute or second, using all of it on studying magic.

Previously, she had still worried that this disciple would feel lazy due to the complexity of magic and would slack off because of it, and she had observed from the shadows for a few days. Now she felt only shame for her distrust at the time, as this disciple of hers was simply a born magic prodigy.

"A Yan, unleash your mana against me at full force, and use the Fireball Magic I taught you."

Flamme held her staff, a trace of a smile appearing on her face. Her confident posture caused Li Yan to ignite with burning fighting spirit, and the mana within his body was entirely contained in his hands by him. The next second, a huge fireball charged straight at Flamme.

Faced with this heaven-shaking and earth-shattering blazing fireball, quite a few family members watching the battle on the scene widened their mouths one after another, and even Li Yan's father and mother could not help but feel proud of their son.

As the fireball approached, a satisfied smile appeared on Flamme's face. Just as Li Yan thought the fireball would ruthlessly hit Flamme, a Shield abruptly appeared in front of Flamme, and the fireball heavily struck against the Shield, bursting forth with a dazzling array of fiery light.

"Very good. I really didn't expect that in such a short time, you could master this magic and release it so naturally. Evidently, your hard work did not go to waste."

Flamme felt the scorching heat in the air, a trace of pride appearing on her face. At this moment, she truly understood Li Yan's talent; the title of genius was well-deserved.

"It is all thanks to Teacher's good guidance."

Li Yan walked forward modestly. Toward Flamme as a teacher, he already held a degree of affection in his heart; no matter what doubts he had regarding magic of any aspect, as long as Li Yan asked, Flamme would always explain it word by word, untangling the true face of magic for Li Yan and making him understand magic concretely.

Regarding his reincarnation into the world of Frieren: Beyond Journey's End, although Li Yan found it somewhat difficult to accept, the arrangement of fate had allowed him to take the greatest great magician in history, Flamme, as his master, which also comforted his weak soul.

Deeply aware of the danger of this world, Li Yan decided to properly be a shut-in magician, studying magic earnestly and seriously with Flamme.

"A Yan, what I want to teach you today is the Magic of Restraint. This is magic sufficient to change your life." Flamme looked earnestly at Li Yan.

"Alright, Teacher."

Li Yan nodded earnestly. As an anime fan, he naturally understood the importance of the Magic of Restraint. For the human race, the Magic of Restraint meant hiding one's strength; the so-called playing the pig to eat the tiger was precisely this kind of saying.

As for the demon race, they would never use the Magic of Restraint. The demon race judged social status by the amount of mana, and demons with more mana were more noble.

Four years of time flew by like an arrow. Li Yan looked at the clansmen of his family in their home training ground, sweating profusely as they vigorously exercised their bodies, and could not help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.

"What, do you regret becoming a magician?"

Flamme put down the magic tome in her hand and smiled as she stroked Li Yan's head.

"No, becoming Teacher's disciple is the wisest choice I have ever made in this lifetime."

Li Yan conjured a flower from his hand and handed it to the front of Flamme, "For my most respected Teacher."

Flamme smiled as she took the flower, "Smooth-tongued, but your magic learning is only so-so."

"I still have to continue studying along with Teacher."

Li Yan said with a smile, his head naturally resting on Flamme's lap. As the most handsome little cutie among the younger generation of the family, the exclusive spoiled rights of a child were firmly grasped by him.

"In a few days I am leaving the Royal Capital. Are you coming along with me?"

Flamme gently stroked Li Yan's hair. Through four years of getting along, she had long since grown to like the sensible child Li Yan from the bottom of her heart; not only was he well-behaved and obedient, studious about magic, and respectful of his teachers and superiors, he also paid extraordinary attention to detail, and every single point of his exceptionally pleased her.

Smelling the mature and lingering fragrance drifting from his master's body, Li Yan sighed inwardly. One might ask who else could lie on the lap of the most powerful magician in human history and act spoiled; up until now, it seemed that he was the only one.

"Wherever Master goes, I go."

Enjoying Flamme's gentle massage, Li Yan only felt that he was situated in the paradise of the mortal world.

At night, after eating dinner, Li Yan stepped into the bathroom. Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue, who had been waiting here for a long time, waited upon Li Yan as he bathed. In the green medicinal bath pool, Li Yan looked expressionlessly at the abdominal muscles on his body; even after studying magic, he had not given up his own physique. Since the year he was six when he took Flamme as his master, his father had called him into his room at night, and after inquiring about his magic study progress, had passed down the family's warrior combat skills, warrior physique training, and the like to him all at once.

He still remembered his father's words at that time:

"As a member of the greatest warrior family, even if you are a magician, you must become a magician with the most formidable physique."

As the green medicinal bath gradually turned into clear water, Li Yan stepped out of the bath pool. Xiao Xue held a bathrobe and draped it over Li Yan, while Xiao Wu helped Li Yan put on the bathrobe.

Becoming a noble could be described in five words: pain and happiness. But the so-called pain was merely the pain one ought to experience in order to elevate oneself, and this pain would be returned a thousand or a hundred fold to Li Yan himself in the future.

After finishing the medicinal bath pool, Li Yan rested his head on the softest lounge chair. Xiao Wu was responsible for massaging Li Yan's head to relieve mental fatigue, while Xiao Xue was responsible for Li Yan's legs, relieving the leg muscles. After massaging for half an hour, Li Yan then began that day's portion of studying warrior tomes.

In the early morning three days later, Li Yan left his home for the first time, leaving that magnificent Royal Capital, leaving those two gentle and adorable little maids. From now on everything ahead, he could only rely on himself and his master to make their own way.

"A Yan, are you still getting used to it? Leaving your home for the first time."

Flamme held her chin with interest, her jade hand gently pinching Li Yan's little face. She liked Li Yan's deadpan and well-behaved appearance the most.

Li Yan shook his head and retorted, "Master, I have never left home, because I have long since regarded you as my own mother. Wherever you are is home."

Flamme was slightly startled. Looking at Li Yan, who spoke such heartfelt words with a straight face, her inner self could not help but be touched by him. Having been Li Yan's master for four years, she had actually always regarded Li Yan as family, cultivating him just like her own son.

"Be my son, A Yan."