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Reida arrived in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Allen watched this master who had clearly come to check on the results, and who, upon seeing satisfactory progress, decisively departed.
Her last sentence was clearly an endorsement of his actions.
He turned, seeing all the apprentices still staring blankly in the direction of the junior dojo gate, and clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back.
"Alright, I've said what I needed to say. It's been two years since we last met, and constantly speaking such proper words is unbearable for everyone. Please, sit down, no need to be so tense."
Everyone looked at him eagerly.
By now, if anyone still didn't understand that Allen's words were implicitly sanctioned by Reida, they would all be fools.
As for reclaiming the Sword Sanctuary.
If it truly returned to the hands of the Water God Style Main Dojo in this generation, witnessed by them, whether they were willing to follow the Water God Style Main Dojo to that barren northern town, rumored to be covered in ice and snow year-round.
They would be 'witnesses' to history.
Their hearts were stirred for a moment.
Allen silently watched them. After a long moment, seeing no one react.
He frowned.
"I said, sit down."
Whoosh, all the apprentices took their seats.
Allen nodded. This time, he looked at the apprentices who were injured by Eris one by one, then turned to Rudy in the distance and called out.
"Rudy, I'll have to trouble you to help heal them."
He then turned to the nobles.
"This is my companion, a Water Saint-level mage. As for the healing magic fees, they'll be deducted from the Water God Style Dojo's assistance fund."
The apprentices looked at Rudy with some surprise, slightly bewildered by Rudy's age and the claim of him being Water Saint-level.
Rudy was still dazed by Allen's continuous speeches, which carried the aura of a cult leader. The attention on him made him feel a little uncomfortable. Hearing Allen's words, he instinctively walked into the ring in a daze.
So many strangers, the old NEET mumbled to himself.
"Healing is fine, but as for the fees, there's no need, really."
As his words fell, the noble children all turned to look at him, their brows furrowed, wearing expressions that seemed to say, 'Are you looking down on us?'
Rudy's face stiffened.
He had seen stingy people, but never anyone so eager to throw money away. Was this how Asura's nobles behaved?
Then, he heard Allen speak.
"One thing at a time." Allen subtly gave Rudy a knowing look.
The latter instantly understood. Given Rudy's insecure nature, he was accustomed to conducting investigations upon entering new environments. Just now, along the way, he had habitually questioned Derrick Redbat about the royal capital's prices, noting them down in a small notebook.
The conclusion was terrifyingly high.
He had originally wanted to buy some magic stones and books to research the puppet's magic circle he had obtained, but after hearing Derrick Redbat talk about the cost of learning magic, he could only extinguish the thought in his mind.
Because most of their savings had been sent to Paul after leaving Roa City, and Allen couldn't possibly ask James for money.
The few dozen gold coins they had seemed exceptionally paltry.
The old NEET also couldn't bring himself to ask Derrick Redbat and Ariel for money, and the latter two actually had no concept of money and hadn't thought of it in this context.
However, it seemed Allen had also noticed his concerns on the way.
And had conveniently offered a solution.
It truly fit Allen's style.
He nodded, chuckled awkwardly at the apprentices to ease the tension, and silently reminded himself that performing for money wasn't selling himself. He then stepped forward to treat the injured.
After roughly scanning the number and severity of the injuries, he even showed a faint expression of regret.
Eris had been too gentle.
He had completely forgotten his earlier sympathy for others while watching Eris beat people up from the sidelines.
Sylphy, seeing the situation settled, glanced at Eris and saw that the child was clearly radiant, the scrapes on her lips almost invisible.
She followed behind Rudy, wanting to help, after all, the temporary 'adventurer party's' small treasury was almost universally shared.
As she passed Allen, she blinked her reddish-brown eyes and gave him a 'very handsome' look, then furtively glanced left and right, noticing that everyone's attention was on Rudy in front of them. Her ears twitched.
She reached out and quietly poked Allen's waist.
Then she raised her leg and ran towards the 'injured.'
But just as she took a step, she felt her body float up.
The dojo's floor, walls, figures, the green light of Rudy's healing magic flashing rapidly in her vision.
Thump!
The feeling of solid ground returned to her body.
In front of her, less than half a meter away, Eris's eyes were wide, her expression a little confused, her bangs slightly fluttering, then falling.
A belated sensation entered her mind, and a gentle warmth and touch came from her waist.
It was the position she had felt last night before falling asleep and losing consciousness.
Allen's hand.
—She had been 'planted' in front of Eris's face by Allen, who had grabbed her by the waist.
Allen then smoothly lowered the arm he had around Sylphy's waist. He quickly glanced at the exclusively male injured, then at Eris, and said casually.
"Eris's injuries are more severe. Sylphy, why don't you heal Eris instead?"
Eris heard this and looked a little defiant.
"Huh? I'm fine! Sylphy, you go—Wuwuwu!!!"
Allen clapped a hand over Eris's mouth.
"You are not fine!"
"My sis...ter... is..."
Sylphy, who had frozen for an instant but then realized what Allen was doing, was completely flushed as she pried at Allen's hand.
"I... I'll heal Eris! I'm not going over there! Allen, you... you're going to smother Eris!"
Allen released his hand, glancing at the apprentices who were all looking at him.
They all looked at Allen, then at Sylphy, then at Isolte, then back at the slightly ambiguous expressions of Kurri and Faltz.
As Allen's lips twitched, they all showed expressions of sudden understanding.
Oh~ So it wasn't beast-girl twins.
It was a long-eared girl.
Allen eyed them, raising an eyebrow. Everyone immediately turned their heads and eagerly greeted Rudy, who was flattered and embarrassed, the atmosphere becoming quite heated for a moment.
Allen rubbed his temples, recalling the rumor of elopement. He turned to look at Isolte on the side of the ring.
Isolte was whispering something to Head Trainer Dantolis.
The latter's face looked a little confused.
And beside the two of them, Ariel quietly watched him.
Her hands were clasped calmly in front of her, her expression serene and composed.
But Allen read an anxious look in her eyes.
Carrying the desire named 'communication.'
"I need to speak with Her Highness the Princess..."
The first half was normal, but the second half was whispered, as he leaned close to Sylphy's face.
"For now, with Ariel, things are still going as I planned. However, for more 'convenience,' I still need to 'press' her, because... by evening, she might have more choices."
Sylphy looked at Allen, who was pressed so close to her. Her mind, however, couldn't help but recall the kiss by the window last night. Her long ears were so red they looked as if they might bleed. She didn't focus on what Allen was currently saying; instead, her mind wandered to something else.
Her pupils suddenly widened. "Evening! Ch-ch-ch-choice! Choices!"
Allen blinked. "Yes, we need to choose carefully."
Sylphy's eyes started to emit smoke rings again. Allen, seeing her in front of him, assumed she was still a little shy in public and moved away slightly, smiling.
"Then I'll go over?"
"...Okay..."
He saw Sylphy agree, then turned to look at Eris.
The latter was staring straight at him.
The little lion's eyes seemed to be anticipating something.
It was somewhat easy to read.
Allen shook his head helplessly. He reached out and placed his hand on her head, rubbing it in circles.
His purpose in subtly teaching Eris Water God Style was for today, not because he was confused and thought Eris had talent in Water God Style, but to lay some groundwork for his royal capital plan.
The effect was even better than expected. He had originally planned to use the Voiceless Sword of Light on Eris in front of Reida, to prove that his sister, who saw his Sword of Light every day, could perfectly discern the trajectory of the Voiceless Sword of Light, thereby achieving perfect countering of the Sword God Style.
Not proficient in Water God Style? It didn't matter.
As long as she could defeat the opponent using an 'unproficient' Water God Style after they unleashed the Voiceless Sword of Light.
Then being unproficient didn't matter.
Reida, just now, standing outside the dojo door, had 'seen' this possibility, which was why she immediately agreed to Allen's request.
Moreover, if she knew no Water God Style at all, Reida's own heart would have been troubled.
At least this way, under the temptation of reclaiming the Sword Sanctuary, the probability of Reida agreeing to his demands would greatly increase.
The latter, however, didn't mind at all. As Allen acted, her lips curled upwards, and her eyes grew even brighter.
In the few moments that thoughts flowed, Eris's hair had been ruffled into a bird's nest.
Now she truly looked like a 'red-haired little lion.'
"You worked hard, Eris. You were a great help this time. I haven't had a chance to see your swordsmanship progress recently. Don't think I wasn't watching just now; even from the doorway, I 'saw' very clearly."
"In Water God Style, whether it's 'Pluck the String,' or 'Raised Hammer,' or 'Cross Guard,' they're all looking quite good. And in the first match, those few defenses you made against Faltz already had a hint of 'Thought Flow.' It seems you've even blended in some North God Style techniques. Did Ghislaine teach you this?"
"Yes! But I still haven't mastered Flow Ougi!" Eris still lamented that she couldn't learn Flow Ougi.
But even saying that, she still had a radiant expression, not thinking herself clumsy at all.
After all, Ghislaine, when Allen wasn't around, had already transitioned from a suppressive, strict teaching method to a comforting, encouraging one.
Why? —Because Allen was too outstanding, making the big cat worry that her red-haired girl would lack confidence, affecting her unwavering, sharp mindset.
This was well-reflected in Eris's current reaction.
—She didn't even show a hint of confusion. Her lips curled upwards, showing a typical Eris-like triumphant expression, and she suddenly crossed her arms.
"It's fine! It's just that they're too weak!! Matches like this, no matter how many times, it's the same!!"
These words made the apprentices beside her unable to maintain their composure. They all tightened their grip on their wooden swords.
Allen smiled.
"North God Style is also progressing rapidly. Eris no longer needs to touch the ground with both hands to apply the characteristics of four-legged battle aura to her steps. But are your shoes perhaps not holding up to your use of them?"
"Change them! I brought lots of shoes!!" Eris proudly lifted her chin, already looking at the ceiling.
Allen looked at Eris's triumphant expression, sighing inwardly at how easily children could be appeased.
He stood up.
"Then I'll go over?"
"Okay!!"
He smiled, then turned and walked towards Ariel.
And behind him, her reddish-brown eyes instinctively followed his retreating figure.
It wasn't until Allen had already turned away that a greater joy surfaced in her triumphant expression.
—Being praised by her brother brought more happiness than pride, but her inherent personality made it impossible for her to simply wag her tail wildly in front of Allen.
She looked to her side.
Sylphy was still dazed.
She reached out and waved her hand in front of Sylphy, interrupting her 'elopement' association, which had arisen from the apprentices' reactions.
"Sylphy! Bro... Allen praised me!! Did you hear that?!" When facing Sylphy, she replaced the intimate word 'brother' with the name Sylphy often used.
Clumsy, yet easy to understand.
Sylphy snapped back to attention. "Ah! Ah, I'm sorry, Eris. I heard it. Eris is so amazing! Allen rarely praises anyone's swordsmanship."
As she spoke, she reached out and smoothed Eris's messy hair. Eris chuckled.
"Then I'll cast a healing spell on you. You have a scrape on your lip, you know."
The little lion was still caught up in her triumph, noncommittal.
The next instant, the green light of a healing spell flashed on both their faces.
At this very moment.
Sylphy's mind, however, was thinking of what Isolte had said when she reacted in panic to the 'elopement' rumor.
The blush on her face lingered.
Time seemed to rewind to half an hour ago.
Isolte, seeing her stunned and somewhat flustered reaction to the 'rumor,' had whispered gently, cunningly, yet with multiple meanings, right by her ear.
"Sylphy, are you flustered? No need to worry. The nobles of the royal capital always love gossip. Those are just rumors."
Sylphy's face at the time was still blank.
Isolte, seeing this, curled her lips, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly.
"Compared to that, there's something more important tonight..."
"What I said outside the dojo wasn't to intentionally anger Princess Ariel. Our house truly doesn't have enough guest rooms."
"But it wouldn't be good for two people to share a room either... and my bed is quite big, so..."
"Would you like to..."
"Sleep in my room too? With Senior Brother Allen...?"
"How about it?"
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