Reincarnated as an Elder: I Became the Strongest Summoned Beast in Another World

Chapter 19 Super Relaxation

"What's wrong?"

Although Yvonne was in a hurry, Modie was not in a hurry at all, and even sat on her desk.

With Furlyn at the academy and this city being her family's territory, what major incident could possibly occur?

"Could it be... that she overslept in her room and skipped class?"

He picked up Yvonne's white porcelain cup, pinched open the lid, and blew on it repeatedly to his lips.

"Didn't you already know that kind of thing?"

Unlike Modie's nonchalant demeanor, Yvonne was genuinely anxious... Could it be that things were far worse than she thought?

"You..."

"Oh? Did she come storming over here in a rage just now?"

This is the only thing that could excite Yvonne so much.

She was always emotionally stable in the story, and she had been very tactful in the past two days. This was the first time he had ever seen her so anxious.

"No, come on, can you be serious?"

She frantically reached out and tried to pry it away, but Mao Die remained unmoved, taking a sip of steaming tea like a wooden statue.

tasty.

"So you mean... that girl is still looking for me everywhere, isn't she? And she even said she'd teach me a lesson?"

He took a big gulp of tea and then handed the porcelain cup to the pair of "weapons" with a grin.

It's just being punished by an angry master, what's the big deal? She's a girl, all she needs to do is pretend to be sincerely repentant and say some nice things to coax her.

This old woman is making a mountain out of a molehill, isn't she?

"She's outside the college."

Yvonne pushed the teacup away with one hand, stood up and grabbed Mao Die's collar, her rarely angry face also coming closer.

"Hmm? (So what?)"

The tea leaves from Maodie were still in my mouth.

"I don't know which audacious thief kidnapped her on her own turf."

"Pfft—"

Just as Mao Die was about to swallow, he couldn't hold back and sprayed a mouthful of black tea all over Yvonne's face.

She, Furlyn, the second young lady of the prestigious Cecilia family? Who was so blind as to kidnap her in the city of Wisdom, her family's fiefdom?

"Cough cough, uh cough cough... What, what did you say?"

Mao Die coughed repeatedly from the shock, but that didn't stop her from maintaining her emotional intelligence.

He wiped Yvonne's face with his hands, then wiped her damp, tufted snow hair with his sleeve, and pinched her pouting little mouth.

"That girl left the academy to find me? Are you sure that's true?"

He smiled obsequiously, yet seemed somewhat doubtful, wiping the tea on the table and glancing up every now and then.

"It's absolutely true, don't you believe me? Just look!"

Whether it was because she was being questioned or because she had been sprayed with tea, Yvonne gave a cold snort first.

Only then did she gather her sleeves and dart her fingers, and amidst the blood-red light spreading across the wooden floor, clusters of blooming spider lilies appeared.

"Mana Track (Chasing Demons)..."

Blood, flowers, and her pupils, along with the nail polish covering her hands and feet, all formed a vivid yet chilling crimson.

The petals, as she danced with her slender fingers, resembled the swirling skirts of a dancer, turning and fluttering until they caught up with the girl in question.

The delicate, curved petals fall like scattered flowers, each going its own way and not connecting with the others; this is an ominous sign.

And in her eyes, which she abruptly closed and then opened again, was reflected the illusory image they sought—

A blonde girl with orange eyes, a pitch-black sewer, and several hostage-takers wrapped in black cloth wielding sticks.

"Here you are."

After chasing the demon and locating it, Ivinel waved her hand, and all the spider lilies on the ground turned into smoke.

The two, who had been nonchalant yet extremely anxious, had now switched mindsets.

Yvonne was anxious because of her duty as the dean, and her sense of mission far outweighed petty jealousy.

She was anxious for Furlyn, but even more so for Modie, who cared deeply about that girl... Since he hadn't paid much attention to her from the beginning, why was she in such a hurry?

Thus, Yvonne became the one drinking tea and watching the play, while Maodie became the one holding his head in astonishment.

"Bur, how did you manage to track down her magic?"

"Huh?"

Even Yvonne found Modie's reaction unbelievable—

What is he paying attention to?

"I have marked you with the only magical bond of my life, because that girl and you have a contractual relationship, and your magic is now bound to her."

She accidentally spilled some water, but unlike Mao Die, she didn't spit it out because she couldn't hold it in; she could still elegantly wipe her mouth with a handkerchief.

Even if she was completely honest with him, she was still a lady, and being too out of line would only make Mao Die dislike her.

Of course, this is just the self-righteous opinion of the "loser dean".

"I can cast spells to assist you unilaterally, and I can also do something for her. Although the difference in levels adds a lot of constraints, I can still do basic magic perception."

A mage's magic power is entirely contained within the bodily fluids flowing through their body—

Aside from water-based urine, blood, breast milk, and... arousal fluid are all rich in magic, with the concentration increasing progressively.

Her magic is invisible within her body, only becoming perceptible when leaked through bodily fluids... In other words, Furlyn?!

"Is she injured?"

Mao Die's expression changed.

"What if it were one of the other two scenarios? How would you handle it?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Mao Die glared angrily and breathed out.

Even if it's just unrequited love, he will never allow anyone in the world to touch Furlyn, because she is the woman he has always considered his woman!

That girl has always been virtuous and self-disciplined, and her views on love are only at the stage of budding romance. As for the idea of ​​assaulting someone... no, impossible!

For practical reasons, he would rather Furlin suffer a minor injury than have her...

"Hey, hey, hey, don't rush! I was just joking. You can still make it there in time!"

"So that's blood?"

Mao Die was both anxious and unconcerned. He was anxious about the girl's innocence, but he was not worried about her safety at all.

He is an invincible being, and Yvonne can help him bring justice at any time. He can easily deal with mere robbers. What does he have to worry about?

"Yes, it is blood. It seems she only scraped her skin a little from falling on the ground."

As she spoke, Yvonne suddenly winked playfully, and a seductive smile appeared on her lips.

"The damage to her skin isn't actually as serious as those white stockings you like."

"What?!"

Mao Diehu's body trembled.

His neck joints, like a jammed machine, twisted haltingly and cautiously toward Yvonne, who had just discovered the secret.

He stared into her all-seeing eyes, wide as saucers.

Those alluring white stockings have already been torn apart in the chaos of battle?

In the jargon of a certain group, it would be: This ice cream is so delicious, don't even try to eat it!

"What kind of look is that? Liking feet doesn't make you a pervert!"

He was more concerned about himself than about the ice cream... It's one thing to make jokes online, but not many people in real life know about his personality.

Even if he knew, he was still his like-minded good brother... Please, how could someone of the opposite sex know that he likes beautiful feet? Especially this cunning white fox?

The guy at the porridge bar is devastated.

He was not anxious about Furlyn's attack and was even more confident about the rescue that followed. However, all of this was ruined by Yvinel's insightful remark.

At this moment, all he can do is offer feeble and powerless excuses.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have such a taste~ It wouldn't hurt for you to admire the ten plump little cherries on my delicate toes, would it?"

As she spoke, she leaned back lazily in her chair, gathered up her robe, crossed her legs, and swung her two snow-white feet seductively, her toes swaying like a fish leaping out of water.

Her round, delicate toes were painted with vermilion nail polish, and they swayed charmingly.

Please spare me.

Mao Die feigned disgust, pursed her lips, put on a serious expression, and pushed away those beautiful and graceful feet.

"Instead of wasting time playing tricks on me here, you might as well just teleport me over there. Even though I can handle it properly, it's always good to be safe, isn't it?"

"Sigh, you're right. It seems I'm still not to your liking..."

Mao Die wanted to change the subject, but the old woman played along, and she sullenly withdrew her foot.

What's she so disappointed about?

"Hurry up, don't delay the important matter."

Since things had come to this, Mao had no choice but to tap her lightly on the head to interrupt the inappropriate flirting.

"Okay, can we teleport to where her bloodstains are? Don't forget to take these two with you before you go—"

Yvonne took out two small items from the inner pocket of her waist: a withered spider lily and a blood jade necklace, and tossed them to Mao Die.

"This is?"

"You should thank me properly for the sake of that girl for temporarily lending her her voice recording device~"

A voice recording device? That's a legendary artifact from the Naruto game that requires a lot of grinding!

Its benefits to the wearer can be seen from the official, hilariously eccentric, Frankenstein-like description:

Perhaps the artifacts you've acquired are very powerful, the relics are also very strong, and the sound artifacts are quite powerful...

If I were to bring out the legendary artifact of sound, how would you respond?