After leaving the hallway, Kloke arrived at the courtyard.
The courtyard was the central area of Hildaran College, surrounded by teaching buildings at the rear, and a spacious front yard with a straight path leading all the way to the college gate.
The surrounding area was lush with greenery, with trees and shrubs every ten steps or so.
There were benches for people to rest on.
In the center of the square was a fountain.
The fountain had a diameter of 10 meters and was made up of three layers. Clear spring water gushed from the top tip "gugu" and flowed down to the next layer, forming a three-stage waterfall.
When classes were over, there were many students in the courtyard, walking around casually with noisy voices.
Some students passed by the wise tree near the fountain and unconsciously looked up at it with an expression of surprise, but their gaze quickly moved away, as if they had not noticed anything unusual, and everything was back to normal.
The wise tree, with its lush branches and leaves, formed a large shadow under the scorching sun, providing a cool place to rest.
Many students deliberately walked under the shade of the tree to avoid the hot sun.
However, no one came near the wise tree near the fountain.
"Allen is really the cutest in the world - "
Kloke was like a gecko, lying on a branch of the wise tree, poking out one-third of his face, looking down. His eyes were greedy, his mouth slightly curved downwards, and he had an unsightly expression on his face.
Because his expression and his holding onto the tree branch were too strange, the passing students couldn't help but look at him.
Fortunately, everyone knew this person was not a suspicious character or a criminal trying to lure young girls - he was a teacher at the college.
Seeing Kloke with this strange expression, everyone wasn't too surprised and tacitly ignored him.
Because Kloke had done this strange behavior more than once, people were already used to it.
Everyone knew why Kloke would behave so sneaky. In fact, as long as they followed his gaze, they could see a red-haired girl not far away.
This girl was Kloke's precious daughter.
Yes, Kloke was completely obsessed with his daughter and was constantly watching her to gain a sense of happiness - a hopeless father.
"Allen is so cute playing with The Sphinx orc."
"Putting other people's litter into the trash can, my good daughter."
"Allen's sneezing is too cute!"
Like a spell, the intermittent sounds kept spewing out of Kloke's mouth.
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Allen sensed something and turned her head to look at the wise tree next to the fountain, but she found nothing.
Was it an illusion? Allen tilted her head.
Luckily, Kloke realized this earlier and contracted his body as much as possible, sticking to the tree branch like a cicada, so he wasn't caught red-handed by his daughter.
You might ask, what's wrong with admiring your own daughter? Why can't you do it openly and above-board?
Kloke had his reasons, which many parents would understand.
Usually, around 12 years old, children would enter the so-called rebellious period. During this time, their independence was strong, they were opposed to their parents' restrictions, and they didn't like their parents being too affectionate with them.
Simply put, Allen did not want her father to follow her around.
Dad cried!
If Allen discovered that her father was secretly following her and spying on her, she would definitely hit him.
Although being punched by his adorable daughter with pink fists was not painful at all, it was still a kind of happiness.
But Kloke couldn't afford to offend his cute daughter too much. Like that time before, he reprimanded a student slightly for bullying his daughter, which not only attracted the attention of the principal, but also made his daughter quite unhappy and didn't speak to him for a whole day!
A whole day!
- She didn't speak to him!
For the father, this was definitely a more terrible punishment than torture.
It was all the fault of the rebellious period. The rebellious period was so hateful.In the past two years, Allen has become less close to his father, showing all the signs of rebelliousness during the teenage years.
Thinking back to when his daughter used to cling to him, rubbing her rosy cheeks against his body, calling out "Daddy, Daddy" in a sweet voice, looking at him with bright sparkling eyes, asking him to buy snacks and toys, taking the initiative to hold his hand, and giving him a displeased look when he talked to other pretty girls, showing a possessive nature towards her father.
These memories are all so precious!
But all of these things have disappeared in the past two years. Allen's attitude towards his father has become cold and he constantly looks at him with suspicion, treating him as if he were a bad person.
The person who loves Allen the most in this world is definitely his father!
"Daddy Radar" tells Kloke that Allen is not looking his way, so he boldly peeks out to observe his son once again.
At twelve years old, Allen's body is still delicate and slender. He is wearing the spring uniform of Hildaran College, a fitted white shirt with a short blue plaid coat over it. The sleeves of the coat reach his elbows, and he is wearing a black patterned skirt with black stockings on his little legs.
Indeed, he is very cute. My daughter is truly a beauty, no - she is already a beauty, a great beauty!
The fitted clothes showcase her graceful figure, with slim arms and fair thighs, a beauty that can topple nations and cause calamities. (This is purely the perspective of a foolish father, please don't take it seriously)
"Is it just my imagination?"
Looking again towards the Wise Tree, there is still nothing. Allen couldn’t help but tilt his head in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Mia asked, her cat ears on her head fluttering.
"Nothing, I just have this feeling that someone is watching me from somewhere."
Hearing Allen's words, Mia looked towards the Wise Tree next to the fountain and blinked her innocent eyes.
The Sphinx's sense of smell has always been keen. Even though the physical abilities of a half-beast person may be weaker, they can still faintly smell the scent of their homeroom teacher, Kloke Burriman, from a distance of 10 meters.
However, Mia didn't mention this because she already had an agreement with the teacher.
Nina said, reminding them, "Tomorrow is the sword technique exam. We have to practice sword techniques when we get back."
"Mia is looking forward to the sword technique exam, meow!"
Mia, who is better at hands-on activities than using her brain, grinned with an expression full of anticipation.
If it were a magic exam, Mia would definitely be at the bottom, but the sword technique exam is different. It's not difficult for her to take one of the top three spots in the class if she is serious about it.
"The best in our class at sword techniques is definitely Allen."
"Not necessarily, everyone is strong. Allen also needs to practice hard to surpass everyone."
"Even the senior students are no match for Allen, especially that senior named... Hank, he was defeated by Allen, meow."
After some effort, Mia finally recalled his name from the depths of her brain.
"The title of Flame Goddess is not just a empty name."
Upon hearing the words of the two friends, Allen couldn't help but show a slight hint of pride.
Receiving the recognition of others would make anyone happy, especially a 12-year-old girl like Allen. Although she usually appears very serious and obedient, in reality, she has not completely shed her childishness.
