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Chapter 15: Dullness
update icon Updated at 2023/7/21 1:10:12

Mo Yue was also moved in her heart, and she asked awkwardly, "Since b-brother said so, can I find some powerful mages to help me with my studies?"

Collins smiled, "Of course, I know quite a few powerful mages."

Collins thought of Echephis. As long as Echephis could enter Hawk Academy, it would be natural for him to guide Mo Yue in various magical functions and practical exercises.

After returning home, he should definitely talk to his father and let this beautiful senior enter Hawk Academy to teach, and also help Mo Yue with her studies.

"No, no, no."

Mo Yue pouted.

"Those people, they may not teach as well as you."

Collins laughed heartily.

"How is that possible? Just me, a shut-in guy locked up in the laboratory every day, how could I explain problems more clearly and concisely than those with high emotional and intellectual intelligence?"

In a sense, teaching abilities that rely on talent are far inferior to those achieved through hard work. Collins is a natural talent, able to comprehend things instantly that some people may never understand in their lifetime.

But these logical explanations are not what Mo Yue wants to hear.

Mo Yue turned her face away, looking angry.

Collins didn't know why Mo Yue seemed so distant, but being an older brother, he was also shy and didn't know how to communicate with his sister. He could only let the awkward atmosphere sink in silence.

"Um, isn't it difficult to obtain a mage certificate?"

Collins looked at Mo Yue.

"You want to get a mage certificate?"

A low-level mage is different from a middle-level mage. A middle-level mage only needs to use a level-four spell to be certified, but a low-level mage cannot obtain it by only using a few spells. Considering Mo Yue's current achievements, it would be quite difficult for her to obtain this qualification.

Collins could imagine the effort and time Mo Yue would have to put in if she insisted on obtaining this certificate.

"Ah, I want to get that certificate, I want to prove myself."

So, I need your help.

Mo Yue clenched her fist, gritted her teeth, and tried to express her earnestness to Collins, to tell him what she needed.

Collins showed a ridiculous expression, shaking his head slightly with a tone of helplessness.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard."

Mo Yue's clenched fist stiffened.

Does her elder brother have a way to advance quickly?

"Actually, you can live well without obtaining a low-level mage certificate."

Collins patted Mo Yue's shoulder. This time, Mo Yue didn't dodge, and Collins didn't feel the stiffness of her shoulder.

"People, you see, the place to sleep is only this big, and there are only so many things you can see. If something big happens, let the soldiers handle it. As for us, we can just live lazily and wait for death. Why do we need to sacrifice everything to pursue certain impossible goals?"

The stiff hand loosened, but the heart tightened.

This is not the answer Mo Yue wants to hear.

Collins tried to incorporate a friendly tone.

"So, just enjoy yourself. At your age, you shouldn't always be thinking about magic and such."

Mo Yue is still young, just in the third year of junior high school. At this age, she should be lingering with classmates and friends in various cinemas, discussing handsome and charming celebrities, eating delicious food, and watching beloved stars. If she doesn't indulge in her youth, it would be a waste.

As for magic, Collins doesn't want Mo Yue, this beautiful lady, to be like him, spending all her time in the magic laboratory, seeing more magic data than people, and knowing fewer people than the number of magic experiments she has done.

Young people should have a joyful past.

Collins showed a sincere smile to Mo Yue, who lowered her head again.

"Don't think about those boring magic things. Those things unrelated to your age should be given up."

Mo Yue uttered two words.

"Give up?"

Collins felt that Mo Yue's tone was off, but he didn't realize the current emotions of his younger sister."Well, you don't need to do that, better not..."

"That's enough!"

Mo Yue grabbed Collins' hand as he continued to pat his shoulder. Collins' facial features twisted slightly. As an older brother, Collins never expected his younger sister Mo Yue to have such strength. The force that almost crushed his bones almost made Collins groan in pain.

"Do you think that just because you saved me, you can say anything?"

The force gripping Collins' hand tightened again, and his face turned pale.

"Mo Yue, I..."

"I thought you could understand me..."

Tears flowed down Mo Yue's cheeks as her furious gaze locked onto Collins' eyes.

Collins had no idea what was happening right now. He didn't even understand how his words just offended Mo Yue.

In the end, Collins knew too little about his own sister.

"Mo Yue, I didn't mean it that way. I just thought you were young and didn't need to...”

"What didn't need to?"

"You don't need to put so much effort into those boring things."

Mo Yue released Collins' hand and followed it with a loud slap. Collins couldn't believe it as he covered his face.

Mo Yue's tears ceased, and she shook her head while stepping back.

"You don't understand. You really don't understand. You don't understand anything."

She spoke softly, and each word made Collins feel uneasy.

"Mo Yue, I..."

Collins wanted to explain, but Mo Yue gave him a hateful look and turned around to run. The stomping sounds echoed in his ears.

Then, an angry voice resounded.

"Idiot! Big brother is an idiot, an irredeemable idiot."

The voice echoed in the corridor. Collins was bewildered, not understanding why. But before he could grasp why, the burning pain on his face reminded him of what his little sister had done to him.

Instinctively, he covered his hand over his face, and a handkerchief soaked with medicine was handed to Collins.

Collins looked up and saw Aikfeeus with a stern expression on his face.

P.S.: It's probably a dream to say that the male lead is strong in combat. How can someone who has never been in a fight be strong in combat? An ordinary person with a stick, as long as they get closer to the male lead, can make him cry for mercy.