Extra 08 Dekan Decides to Visit a Friend

After safely bringing Zestera back to the church, the town doctor, Dekan, finished his leisurely morning work and set off on his way home.

The midday sun shone on him, giving him a warm feeling and making him even more eager for lunch and afternoon tea.

Along the way, Dekan walked through familiar streets, admiring the flowers and plants by the roadside and the noisy children.

When the nearby residents saw him, they greeted him with smiles and friendly greetings.

They knew that this doctor was dedicated to protecting everyone's health.

Not long after.

When Dekan arrived at his doorstep, he pushed it open, and the familiar wooden door made a gentle, resonant sound, as if welcoming him home.

He took off his coat and hung it on the coat hook by the door.

Then, as I walked into the house, I was greeted by the aroma of food.

His wife had already prepared lunch for the two of them.

"Sorry, I got home a little late."

Dekan smiled apologetically and walked toward the dining table.

"Yes, I've tied that thing up and locked it in the basement for you."

Cornelia was sitting at the dining table, resting her chin on her hands and looking at him, seemingly having been waiting for him to come home for a little while.

Fortunately, Dekan is always punctual.

"Because I had a little one with me at the time, I couldn't take care of that cloaked woman myself, so I had to trouble you."

Dekan said as he sat down at the dining table.

"It's okay, I haven't moved my shoulders in a long time either, consider it a workout."

Cornelia stretched slightly.

It reminded me of those two days in the Wild Mountain Ancient Mansion; beating up vampires with Dekan was quite a workout.

During lunch, the two chatted casually from time to time.

Stable and peaceful.

"Later, we'll probably have to interrogate that guy in the basement a bit more."

Dekan sighed,

"Sigh, if I could, I really wouldn't want to do this old job again."

If everyone treated others with sincerity, why would he need to resort to such cruel methods of torture?

"It brings back the feeling of my student days."

Cornelia said with a smile.

"Yeah, we were pretty rampant back then."

Dekan replied.

However, as the two continued talking...

Dekan stopped eating.

"What's wrong?"

Cornelia looked at him and asked.

"A little guy ran over to our house."

Dekan replied with a somewhat strange expression.

They had just sent her back to church, but she ran away again not long after.

This time, the mischievous brat actually came to Dekan and Cornelia's yard.

The afternoon sun shone in the quiet courtyard, illuminating the flower petals. In one corner of the courtyard, a small figure was hiding in the dense bushes by the house, moving about cautiously, looking for something, yet trying hard not to make a sound.

She stood on tiptoe, trying to observe what was happening inside the room through the crack in the window.

The figure with two small dragon horns was undoubtedly Zestera.

She ran away again after being sent back to the church.

"Hello."

Dekan pushed open the door and stared blankly at Zestera's figure.

"Babble!"

She was startled when Dekan suddenly opened the door.

"What's wrong? Running around like this will make the priest worry."

Dekan crossed his arms and said with a troubled look in his eyes.

Cornelia also came out, puzzled, and stood beside Dekan, looking at Zestera.

She remembered that the little girl disliked Dekan for some reason, but was inexplicably close to her.

Unfortunately, this little guy is too naughty.

The thought of that young church priest, who was like a worried old father all day long, made Dekan and Cornelia feel sorry for him.

"That... guy with the cloak and red eyes, is he really not going to show up again?"

Zestera knew that Dekan might scold her, but she still dared to run a little closer to him and asked worriedly.

Dekan was taken aback.

He hadn't realized Zestera was so timid before; he thought that after sending her back to the church and assuring her the whole way, she shouldn't be so afraid.

I was still terrified.

No, compared to her peers, Zestera is already very brave.

After all, having been frightened by something of the seventh rank, even an adult in a small town might not be able to take care of themselves.

It's hard to imagine how much terror she went through on her way here after sneaking away.

I'm afraid I'll be living in fear every two steps.

"No, it won't."

Dekan assured him.

He'll get rid of that cloaked woman soon.

Without a doubt, that guy is a Blood Race.

Although it is quite rare to see Blood Race in this era.

But Dekan believed she would become a genuine Blood Race, telling him and Cornelia, the kind and simple small-town couple, all her stories.

"Zestera!"

Accompanied by shouts, the church priests hurried to the outside of the Dekan family's yard.

Dekan quickly went over and opened the gate to the yard for him.

Unlike Zestera, a mischievous girl who sneaks in, the priest wouldn't trespass on someone else's property.

They followed Dekan to the front of the house.

"I knew you'd be here."

The priest, panting and somewhat annoyed, spoke to the little girl.

But his eyes showed more relief at finding Zestera.

When he saw Zestera, his anxiety eased slightly.

"I'm so sorry..."

Zestera said softly.

She felt a little wronged, and also wanted to cry and tell the priest something.

But she didn't know how to organize her thoughts.

He would occasionally glance up at Dekan, as if he had something to say but dared not say it.

"Uh, are you worried about your own flames?"

Dekan probably understood Zestera's inner turmoil.

Zestera was probably worried about hurting her friends who lived in the church because she couldn't control her breathing.

Or perhaps they accidentally breathed fire in the middle of the night, setting the church ablaze and causing a fire.

Zestera didn't say anything, but nodded.

The priest paused for a moment, recalling what Dekan had said about Zestera's condition at the church.

For now, if he pays more attention, he can still use low-level spells to block Zestera's flames.

After all, Zestera is only at Tier 1.

"Dr. Dekan, do you have a solution?"

The priest asked.

But it would be terrible if an accident happened.

Because the other children in the church could not withstand Zestera's flames.

He couldn't afford to be careless in the slightest, but he wasn't confident he could guarantee that everything would go perfectly.

For some reason, at that moment I had a feeling that the knowledgeable Dr. Dekan would have a solution.

"This is troublesome."

Dekan rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment.

He wasn't very good at controlling Magic Power either. When he was learning magic, he was ridiculed by Da Zhan many times for "not even being able to grow a flower properly!"

Cornelia goes without saying; aside from using Magic Card, she doesn't use magic at all.

This little guy does indeed possess extraordinary magical talent, or rather, it's more like a racial talent.

Talent is often a test as well.

And she had no one like herself around her to guide her.

She would then need a good teacher to teach her how to control her Magic Power.

After thinking for a moment, Dekan asked:

"Zestera, would you like to come with me to see someone? He will teach you how to control your Magic Power."

He did indeed know an expert in Magic Power manipulation.

Seeing the priest readily agree, Zestera nodded vigorously as well.

Is it far?

She asked.

She has never traveled far from home.

"It's a bit far; I need to go to my hometown. I'll confirm the itinerary with Cornelia for the next few days, and then we'll set off."

Dekan glanced at Cornelia beside him, Cornelia nodded in agreement.

They haven't been back to the Norton Kingdom for a long time.

"Will he be a scary person?"

Zestera's voice still carried a hint of worry.

Having just experienced a fright, she appeared exceptionally vulnerable.

"He is the most gentle-tempered person I have ever met."

Dekan was certain.

"OK."

Zestera her head and mumbled something, seemingly finally relieved.

Although she was still a little worried that the cloaked woman might reappear, or be hiding right next to her, she thought that she could stay with the doctor for a while, so she would be safe.

They watched as the priest led Zestera away.

"If you take that child to see Croix, she'll know who you are, won't she?"

Cornelia asked.

"Uh, I tried my best to fool her."

Dekan thought for a moment and answered seriously.

It's true that my past reputation had a few minor issues.

I don't know where the idea that stopping a baby's crying in the middle of the night came from.

It was rare that I managed to build a slightly better relationship with this child.

During this time when Zestera's heart is most sensitive and vulnerable, what if she finds out that he is Dekan?

It might really scare her so much that she'd never dare to live anywhere in the world again...

"Trying to fool the kids again, huh?"

Cornelia nudged Dekan.

"Can this well-intentioned lie be called deception?"

Dekan stammered a few words and asked back hesitantly.

"I know, you're the kindest person~"

Cornelia took Dekan's arm, looked up at him, and gave him a sweet smile.