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Chapter 161: Me Teaching Flamme Magic? Is That for Real?

Serie brought the young Flamme back to the cabin deep in the forest. The light golden protective barrier remained stable, clearly indicating that nothing had happened during her absence.

Flamme followed her into the cabin, her gaze immediately drawn to the mysterious magic circle. The intricate patterns glowed faintly in the dim interior, pulsing with an energy that made her skin tingle.

She curiously approached, examining the hazy figure in the center of the magic circle.

That figure filled her with a sense of awe and an inexplicable attraction.

What was that? A sleeping elf?

But the hatred welling up in her heart quickly suppressed this curiosity. The faces of her parents flashed through her mind, their final moments. Her fingers curled into fists.

Power.

What she needed was the power to kill all demons, not to investigate this mysterious existence before her.

"That is something you need to ignore," Serie's clear voice sounded behind her. "Do not go near there. Your room is over here." She pointed to a small, simply cleared space on the other side of the cabin.

Flamme obediently nodded, taking one last look at the figure in the light, burying all her doubts deep in her heart, leaving only the yearning for power.

"Um... May I ask your name, Elf Miss?" Flamme asked hesitantly.

"Serie."

"Serie?" Flamme repeated the name carefully, as if suddenly remembering something, and quickly asked, "Are you the Great Serie, the Elf Saint who traveled with the Godslayer Kurtz?"

"Why am I mentioned second?" Serie's focus was a little strange.

Theoretically, shouldn't she be mentioned first, and then Kurtz?

"I'm very sorry, because I've heard the most stories about Great Kurtz," Flamme quickly bowed her head in apology, afraid that Serie would punish her for her displeasure.

"Never mind, suit yourself."

Serie eventually gave up the idea of pursuing the matter of the title. Humans and their peculiar priorities.

Looking at Serie's retreating back, Flamme secretly clenched her fists.

With the legendary Elf Saint Great Serie teaching her, she would definitely be able to kill all the demons in the world!

But who was the figure in that magic circle?

Could it be Great Kurtz?

But Great Kurtz was just a human; it was impossible for him to live so long.

No matter how Flamme's small head thought about it, she couldn't guess, and in the end, she could only suppress her curiosity.

From that day on, the rhythm of life in the cabin completely changed.

Serie became Flamme's teacher.

She did not rush to teach Flamme powerful offensive magic, but started with the most basic mana circulation. The girl's raw power was evident, but unrefined, dangerous without proper foundation.

Flamme's magical talent was strong, and she decided to unleash it fully, so she wasn't in a hurry to achieve quick results.

Moreover, Flamme showed astonishing perseverance. Her hatred had now transformed into a powerful driving force, enabling her to endure tedious meditation and recite failed spells repeatedly until she achieved success. Serie watched her practice late into the nights, hands trembling with exhaustion but never stopping.

Two years quietly passed in cultivation.

Until one day, the light of the magic circle began to flicker violently.

Serie, who was guiding Flamme in magic practice, suddenly stopped, turning to look at the magic circle, an uncontrollable anticipation welling up in her heart.

That man had finally returned to her side once more.

Flamme was also startled, stopping her actions, looking in surprise at the suddenly activated giant magic circle.

During this time, she also noticed the change in her master's expression; it seemed that the figure in the magic circle was a very important existence to her.

Who could it be?

The light grew brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the entire cabin, and after reaching its peak, it suddenly converged, shrinking into the center of the magic circle.

A figure appeared before everyone.

In Flamme's eyes, it was a young man with black hair; apart from being quite handsome, there was nothing particularly special about him.

Kurtz slowly opened his eyes, his thoughts gradually returning. He instinctively moved his body, ensuring that the fusion had no issues, then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Then, his gaze naturally fell on the figure he always saw first whenever he opened his eyes.

"Serie, long time—" He was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

His gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on the small figure beside Serie.

It was a human little girl, about ten years old, staring at him with a pair of large, clear, unblinking eyes.

This tender yet familiar face made his thoughts momentarily freeze.

A strong sense of dƩjƠ vu surged into his heart.

He frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the girl and Serie, filled with inquiry.

Serie gently patted Flamme's shoulder, pushing her half a step forward.

"Kurtz," Serie said faintly, "She is Flamme, my new disciple."

"Flamme!?" Kurtz's voice rose slightly, a change he didn't even notice himself, which naturally aroused the curiosity of the two girls.

But Kurtz had no time to explain; he was completely stunned.

Flamme?

The "Oldest Human Mage" whose title he had taken?

The legendary figure who created countless magical theories and even influenced the entire magical system of later generations?

Now, she was standing right in front of him, becoming Serie's disciple!?

And still a little girl!?

He felt as if the timeline had been mischievously pushed during his slumber. The weight of meeting someone from the original story pressed down on him.

He had only slept, although it was a long sleep, but Serie had picked up Flamme?

Wasn't something a bit off here!

Kurtz looked at the slightly tender but stubborn-eyed little girl in front of him, the immense shock leaving him momentarily unsure how to react.

"Ahem," Kurtz cleared his throat, suppressing the thoughts in his heart.

A gentle smile appeared on his face as he squatted down, bringing his gaze level with Flamme's. "Hello, Flamme. I am Kurtz."

Flamme looked at the man who had emerged from the magic circle, and especially when she heard his name, her big eyes instantly lit up.

"Your name is Kurtz?" Flamme's voice was filled with unbelievable excitement. "The same name as... as the great Godslayer Kurtz from history!?"

The smile on Kurtz's face froze for a moment.

Damn it, he had become a stand-in.

Shouldn't she be thinking that he was the real person?

One could only say that habitual thinking killed people, leading to the assumption that humans couldn't live forever.

"Uh... just the same name."

He tried to make his tone sound as natural as possible.

As for why he didn't tell Flamme the truth?

Consider it one of his little quirks.

"That's truly enviable!" Flamme's eyes brightened even more. "Do you know? My greatest idol is the Godslayer Kurtz! When I was little, my parents often told me his stories. Great Kurtz is the Oldest Human Mage, and he's the person I most want to become!"

Her small hands gestured excitedly, her eyes full of admiration for her idol.

Kurtz: "..."

He instinctively glanced at Serie beside him, only to see the elf turn her head away, her shoulders shaking slightly, clearly barely suppressing the smile on her lips.

Kurtz rubbed his brow helplessly. It was rare to meet a fan of his, but it turned out to be Flamme, which made him feel strange.

So he reached out and gently patted Flamme's small head, making his voice as gentle as possible:

"Is that so? That's good. From today on, I will also teach you magic with Serie. I hope that one day, you too can have your own legend."

Flamme nodded vigorously: "Yes! I will definitely work hard! Teacher Kurtz! Teacher Serie!"

She naturally called out the new titles.

Serie watched this scene. Although she was curious why Kurtz would choose to teach Flamme, she didn't rush to ask, but walked to his side and whispered, "Welcome back."

"Yes, I'm back." He glanced out the window. "It seems that the peaceful days will temporarily come to an end. But... this isn't bad either."

A new chapter had begun, and this time, their story included a small, destined-to-be-extraordinary figure.

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