Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil woke up.

Eyelashes were still itchy, she lifted her eyelids in a daze, and found that Lanny was kissing her eyes softly.

His actions looked like unconscious actions, as if he didn't think about anything while doing this, but simply wanted to kiss her.

It feels... so gentle. It's not as gentle as Lanney anymore.

He is really strange today.

Cecil's ears were hot, her eyelashes trembled, and she pushed him away embarrassedly. Lanny blinked, and his slightly hazy blue eyes became clear.

Cecil stared sideways and looked out the window.

It was dark outside. She didn't expect that she would sleep with Lanny in her arms, and she slept till now.

"Are you feeling better now?" She sat up from the bed and touched Lanny's hair.

Lanny blinked, and said uncertainly: "Yes, it's better."

That's still not very good.

Cecil sighed slightly.

In this state of ignorance and lack of energy—Lanny is probably sick.

She'd better ask Bode out to have a look.

Cecil propped his elbows, ready to get out of bed. The tentacles gently wrapped her around.

Cecil said helplessly: "Lanny..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

"Sister Cecil, father is back!" Lena's happy voice came in through the door.

The scumbag is back.

Cecil patted the tentacles wrapped around his waist, and the tentacles retracted reluctantly like a snake. She turned her head to look at Lanny lying on the bed, and said softly: "I'm out, you stay here to rest, and I will bring some food back later."

Lanny looked at her pitifully.

Cecil suddenly realized something was wrong-he felt like a scumbag who ran away after sleeping!

"Sister, are you inside?" Lena called her from outside again.

"coming."

Cecil raised his voice and responded, then got up and walked to the door. Before leaving, she turned her head to look at Lanny again and made a "hush" gesture to him.

Lanny said nothing, and wrapped himself into a dark cocoon with his tentacles.

Cecil: "..."

This is... unhappy?

Cecil and Lena were walking down the long corridor.

She couldn't help but recall the nightmare she had just had.

The content of the nightmare is very strange, both realistic and illusory, and full of a strong metaphor.

Could this be a foreknowledge, suggesting that she would be killed by an abnormal monster? Or does it imply that the world will be submerged by the sea, and she will die in the endless sea?

But what do those last eyes mean?

Cecil became more confused as he thought about it, and simply gave up thinking.

Forget it, go back and ask Bode.

"Sister, my father brought a person back." Lena said with a look of expectation, "I heard from Brother Arnold that that person is the famous Astar's First Magister, amazing!"

Cecil: "Do you want to know him?"

Lena nodded excitedly: "I want to learn spells from him!"

Hearing this, Cecil smiled: "It's not impossible."

Not to mention learning spells, as long as she wants to, it's okay to pick him up-of course, the current Lena should not have this intention.

The two of them talked and walked, and soon came to the living room.

The elegant living room is brightly lit, as Lena said, besides Kevin and Arnold, there is also a stranger.

This is a young man with black hair and black eyes. His body is long and straight, his back is straight, and his temperament is outstanding from behind, almost on par with Arnold. But his face was dazzled by everyone, far less handsome than Arnold.

Although not ugly, it can only be called delicate at best.

He is very different from the Great Magister in Cecil's memory-you know, his face is one of the best in the game, and even the CG is much more refined than the other two.

Cecil could only guess that he had become this way on purpose. After all, in the original plot of the game, the first encounter between him and Lena used a plain passerby face.

Hearing the movement of the people, the three of them looked at the two girls who came in together.

The black-eyed youth gave Cecil a faint look, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Lina, Cecil." Kevin raised a smile, turned his side to the youth, and introduced them to the two grandly, "This is the empire's leading magister, Lord Renault, come over and salute you."

Cecil and Lena stepped forward, lifted the skirt, bent their knees slightly to Renault, and gave a standard and elegant lady's gift.

"Your Excellency Renault."

Renault gave them a knightly gift.

His expression was cold and indifferent from start to finish, and there was no fluctuation even when he saw Lena.

It's not arrogant or cold, it's just the kind of coldness with a blank face. It seems that I have no distracting thoughts, and I am not interested in anything.

Cecil couldn't help but start thinking about how he was succeeded by Lena step by step in the game.

"This time I was able to remove the suspicion, thanks to the evidence from Your Excellency Renault." Kevin said with sincere gratitude, "If your Excellency Renault needs anything in the future, just speak up."

Renault: "That's what I should do."

"No, no, there is nothing you should or shouldn't. In any case, the fact that you saved me cannot be changed." Kevin was firm. "My two daughters also thank you very much. They just learned about it The family was clamoring to thank you, but I had no choice but to invite you back."

Lena: "?"

Cecil: "?"

Have it? Are they yelling to thank others? How can this person brag and not confess?

Ignoring the doubtful glances of the two daughters, Kevin smiled sincerely.

In fact, he had long wanted to hook up with the great magister known as the number one in the empire. This person is young and talented. He is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old genius, and his reputation is extremely high among the people of the empire. His Majesty highly valued him.

With such an amazing character, every nobleman wants to win his own camp, and Kevin is no exception. However, this person is very difficult to approach. After so long, Kevin has not found a chance.

Unexpectedly, this time, Renault would take the initiative to prove it for him.

Although he was right, this was originally his job, but Kevin still felt that an opportunity had come.

So he invited Renault to his home on the pretext of his daughter's gratitude. Next, as long as Renault is interested in any of his daughters, their relationship can continue.

Kevin made a good calculation, and his smile became more gentle and friendly.

Renault glanced lightly at the girls in front of him, without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, Kevin said, "They may be shy. Well, how about you take Lord Renault to the garden?"

Lena was confused.

It was Cecil, calmly agreed: "Okay, father. Your Excellency Renault, please come with us."

With that, she looked at Renault and bowed slightly to salute.

Lena didn't know, so she followed her to do it again.

Renault looked at them, was silent for a while, then nodded.

The three took a leisurely stroll in the small fragrant garden.

Lena didn't understand why Cecil would suddenly agree to this strange proposal. Cecil turned his face slightly and spoke to her silently from an angle that only Lena could see-"Learning spells".

Lena understood immediately.

So after quietly strolling around half of the garden, she finally got the courage to speak: "That... Your Excellency."

Renault stopped and looked down at her.

"I have a request, I don't know if you will agree..." She squeezed her hands tightly and raised her face with piercing eyes. "I would like to ask you to teach me how to learn spells, okay?"

Cecil: So direct.

"Do you want to learn spells?" Renault thought for a while, and said flatly, "It can be. But I only teach people who are determined."

Cecil: Good guy, it's so easy to talk.

"A firm-willed person?" Lena groaned slightly, and then her eyes lit up, "I am a firm-willed person!"

Cecil couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Renault shook his head: "It's not enough to be firm, not just talking. I can see that you have doubts and troubles in your heart, and you are always wavering at any time."

"I will not teach spells to people who are easily shaken."

Cecil: It's accurate to see people.

"Do you know how to use divination?" She couldn't help but asked.

Renault glanced at her and said, "A little bit, but not proficient."

Understand, the lack of proficiency of genius means only one step away from becoming a god.

Lena was said to be the central issue and was too embarrassed to refute it. But Renault could see her inner troubles at a glance, which made her want to be his student even more.

"Then Lord Renault, is there any way you can make your will stronger?" Lena clasped her hands together and said seriously, "As long as I can make my will stronger, I will do anything!"

Hearing that, Renault still had no expression, but he did not refuse her again.

After a while, he shifted his gaze slightly, looked at the rose on the side, took off a petal, and gently stroked it with his fingertips.

The petals became pure black, with gorgeous and beautiful squiggles shining on them, with a slight silver luster under the moonlight.

"You can go to this place to take a look. Maybe you can get some inspiration from it."

Lena took the black petals and found that there was a line of address written on it.

After speaking, Renault looked at Cecil who was silent.

"Maybe it can solve your doubts."

After speaking, he leaned slightly and left the garden alone.

Meanwhile, Lanny was in a daze on Cecil's bed.

In fact, after Cecil left, he didn't really want to continue lying down. But Cecil's body temperature and breath still remained on the bed, and he subconsciously wanted to stay longer.

After a long time, he finally got up from the bed slowly.

It became a little octopus and crawled out silently along the window.

Soon, he came to Stella's window.

Stella is sitting on the bed reading a book.

It's not a serious book, it's similar to the book "Ten Days and Ten Nights With the Lord Duke" hidden by Cecil.

But reading is far from being happier than practice. So she quickly became sleepy.

She put the book aside and yawned softly. Just about to get up and look in the mirror to wake up, the peripheral light suddenly swept across a dark, slender tentacles.

It's on the window sill to her left.

Stella: "!!!"

She was so frightened that she bounced off the bed.

But the little octopus remained indifferent. He crawled in slowly and turned into a confused teenager in front of Stella.

"What do you want to do again?" Stella shrank into a ball with a horrified expression, "I've been punished severely by little Cecil, don't you need to do it again?"

With an expression that didn't bother to listen to her nonsense, Lanny spoke slowly, "I want to ask you a question."

Stella: "You go ask little Cecil!"

Lanney paused slightly, his expression gradually unhappy.

"Okay, okay, it's the same to ask me..." Stella chuckled. "Anyway, the little liar of Cecil will fool you again, but I won't. You can trust me with complete peace of mind. "

As she talked, she became proud again, and she tucked her hair amorously.

Lanny didn't even look at her.

His face was drooping, and his long dark eyelashes dropped a faint shadow. His voice was low and cold, and his tone was almost ignorant when he spoke, like a spotless white paper.

"I ate a lot yesterday and killed a lot. I'm obviously not hungry anymore, but when I see Cecil, I can't help but want to eat her."

"Why is this?"

Stella replied in agreement: "Because she is delicious."

"No." Lannie retorted her without hesitation, "Feeling delicious, and feeling hungry are totally different."

"Um..." Stella groaned slightly and said uncertainly, "In other words, when you saw her, you didn't want to eat her, but had an appetite?"

Lanny nodded repeatedly.

"Then why don't you eat her?"

Lenny froze for a moment: "Because Cecil will be upset."

"Don't eat if you are not happy?" Stella squinted at him with an inquisitive gaze. "You haven't signed a contract with her. You can eat her anytime you want."

"But you didn't."

"Describe to me again, what kind of appetite did you feel when you saw her?"

This issue was never considered by Lanney.

He lowered his eyelashes, thought about it seriously, and then spoke in a low, slowly, unconsciously as if immersed in memories:

"I feel very empty inside. It seems that there is a big vacancy. No matter how much I eat, I won't be satisfied. Only by touching her will I feel a little more comfortable."

But it cannot be filled.

After every short touch, this vacancy will become bigger and bigger and worse, no matter how much food you eat, you can't satisfy it.

Only getting close to Cecil can be alleviated.

But Cecil was afraid of his appetite.

So he can only endure hard.

But I don't know why, now even patience has become extremely difficult.

Lanni frowned slightly, looking confused and troubled.

"Is it satisfied only by touching her..." Stella looked at him thoughtfully, and suddenly smiled charmingly, "You are not appetite, it's eros?"

Lanny blinked his eyes in confusion: "Eros? What is that?"

"It's a desire more complicated than appetite."

Stella squinted at him, and said with a strange air: "It's really amazing. It's just a little monster who doesn't understand anything, but it also produces **** desire."

There was a hint of loneliness in the devil's sour tone.

"...This is something that even demons don't have."