Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil was a little stunned.

She was pretty sure that Lanny licked her just now. Although she regards Lannie as her pet, it doesn't mean that he can lick her unscrupulously like a kitten or puppy.

And he didn't get her consent.

It must be educated.

"Lanny." Cecil scowled and recited the boy's name solemnly.

"Huh?" Lanney blinked, and the clear tail sounded slightly upward like an invisible tail, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Cecil stared into his eyes, and in a serious, slow tone, he said word by word: "Have you forgotten the rules we said before?"

"Regulation?"

Cecil: "Before you touch me, you must ask my opinion first. Did I say that last time?"

Lanny nodded, his expression was pure and innocent: "But I didn't touch you just now, I just licked it."

"It's not licking!"

"...Oh." Lanny reluctantly replied, with an undisguised loss on his face.

Seeing him this time, Cecil seemed to have really remembered it, and wanted to end this topic, but in his mind he couldn't help but recall the wet touch just now—

Wait, think about it carefully, Lannie's tongue seems a bit strange?

The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong, so she said to Lanny, "Put your tongue out and show it to me."

"Well?"

Lanny tilted his head in confusion, Yiyan opened his mouth obediently, revealing the soft, moist tongue.

Cecil stared closely, and a hint of surprise flashed in his lucid blue eyes.

Lanny's tongue is basically the same as ordinary people in terms of color and length, but the weird part is the tip of the tongue.

The tip of the pink tongue drew a short fork from the middle, which was similar to the snake's letter, but not as slender as the snake's letter. On the contrary, the two small tips are pink and soft, but they look inexplicably cute and playful.

This kind of tongue... Could this guy be transformed from a snake?

In this world of magic, it is not impossible for animals to change into human forms. It’s just that, if you want to become a perfect shape like Lanni, which is almost god-made, probably no wizard can do it...

Thinking of this, Cecil couldn't help but examine him carefully. Lanny allowed her to stare at herself, obediently maintaining the movement of sticking out her tongue, her beautiful and slender eyelashes drooping gently, revealing a feeling of resignation.

This beautiful face formed a huge contrast with his tongue, which was extremely strange. Cecil wanted to watch it a while longer, but after seeing Lanny's overly submissive look, she immediately realized that if this scene was seen by others, then she would be bad.

"Okay, take it back." She coughed lightly and took a step back consciously.

Lanny obediently did.

A melodious bell came from the direction of the tower, and Cecil knew it was the bell for the end of get out of class. She wondered if she was so late anyway, so she just went to the black tower to find Bod. It's just that you need to think about whether you want to take Lanni with him.

"somebody is coming."

Lenny suddenly made a soft voice, and Cecil immediately looked up and glanced around, and then saw Lena and Alex walking in the direction where they were.

"Hide first." Cecil lowered his voice, grabbed Lanny's wrist, his lips moved, and the two figures gradually disappeared in the air.

This is the invisibility technique Bode taught her, except Bode, has not been seen through by anyone so far.

"Master Odis, is there anything you want me to do?" Lena walked under the tree, holding a thick book of elementary magic teaching in her arms, and asked politely.

The red-haired young master didn't dare to look directly at Lena, and looked away awkwardly: "It's nothing, it's just that I happened to see you alone and I was pitiful, and suddenly remembered something."

Lena: "What kind of thing is it?"

"That's right, this year's dance party...you shouldn't have a partner, right?" Alex's eyes were erratic. Although he tried his best to show that he didn't care, his slightly nervous body still betrayed his careful thoughts.

"prom?"

Lena opened her eyes curiously. She never knew that the college where the noble children went to would hold a dance party, and she showed a look of yearning for a while.

"It's the dance party held every year to celebrate the beginning of the new semester. You don't know what you look like, so surely no one has invited you?"

Alex showed a textbook-like arrogant, but unfortunately Lena did not hear his subtext.

"Not for the time being. Master Odis, I have to rush to the next class, please go back if there is nothing important."

After speaking, Lena walked away quickly holding the book. Alex was rarely rejected by others, and was stunned for a while. After a while, a trace of remorse flashed across his face, and he hurried to catch up.

"Tsk tusk, what a fool." Cecil shook his head and emerged from the faintly fluctuating air.

Although he is an idiot, he has created a good opportunity for himself.

Cecil decided to take this opportunity to catch up and finish today's task. So she asked Lanny to return to the carriage alone to wait for her to leave school, and told him carefully:

"Stay honestly in the carriage and don't come out. You can't bully others like you did just now, you know?"

Lanny curled his lips, looking unwilling.

Cecil: "Or go home directly."

Lanney immediately lowered his head and curled his eyebrows, stepped away from his long legs, and walked obediently to the carriage parked outside the academy.

…Really obedient.

An inexplicable relief surged in Cecil's heart.

She stared at Lanney's back and made sure that he did not go in the wrong direction. Then she became invisible again and chased in the direction where Lena and Alex had left.

Outside the college gate.

Lanny walked to the carriage with Levitt's family crest, and was about to lift his leg into the carriage. A gritted teeth suddenly sounded behind him—

"Hey, that pariah, stop for me."

Lanny looked at the voice and found that it was the man whose wrist had been broken before. Unexpectedly, he didn't really escape, but instead returned with a few helpers.

Keane stood five feet away from Lenny, and a circle of fierce and majestic men stood behind him. He gave a vicious sip, pointed at Lanney and said: "You break my hand, don't think I will give up. Today I will double revenge back, so that you can clearly offend me."

Lanny blinked and repeated softly: "Retaliation?"

"Huh, why, I'm already scared?" Keane sneered, and the thugs around him took out long and thick clubs from behind, staring at Lenny one by one.

"You break one of my hands, and I will let them break your limbs. How, is it a very cost-effective business..." Keane said, frowning suddenly, "Hey, have you heard anything? sound?"

The thugs looked at each other and shook their heads.

I don't know when, around Keene, there is gradually a fine and invisible movement.

Sticky, noisy, not to be ignored.

The rustling sound echoed in his ears, like a dense swarm of insects, and like the raging dark tide of the deep sea.

It made him feel a numb scalp.

He shook his head, trying to dispel the creepy feeling. However, in the next second, his aftermath swept over the black-haired and green-eyed young man, and suddenly found that the young man's shadow was discovering weird distortions—

The slender shadow stretched slowly, like a silently blooming flower. Under Keane's gaze, they slowly squirmed, differentiated and dissolved, and finally turned into countless dark tentacles, stretching out from the shadows.

"Quick, quick! Kill him quickly!"

Keane's expression suddenly became frantic and distorted. He waved his arms and made a hysterical cry.

The thugs looked hesitant, but still picked up their clubs and slowly approached Lanny in the shadows—

Then swarmed up.