"You want to adopt me?" Hamlet asked in disbelief. Although he now looks like a little boy, his soul is an absolute century-old ghost. When a little girl who is old enough to be her great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter said in front of him that she wanted to adopt herself, Hamlet really felt ridiculous.

"What, don't you want to?" The weird expression on Little Harley's face made Tan Ailing's heart slightly raise.

The loss on Tan Ailing's face made Hamlet feel a little unbearable. He endured the discomfort in his heart and said, "How could it be? I am lonely and helpless now. It is natural to be able to live with you!"

"Really? That's great!" Tan Ailing, who was inexplicably happy, pulled Hamlet into her arms again.

Relying on Tan Ailing's warm and soft embrace and listening to her sincere joyful voice, the discomfort in Hamlet's heart suddenly disappeared, and a hint of happiness quietly rose.

"Little Harley, come and call me 'sister'!" After confirming the adoption relationship, Tan Ailing, who was indifferent to others, took the initiative to tease the cute boy who brought him a feeling of affection that he had never felt before.

Hamlet naturally could not call this little girl who was more than ten generations younger than him "sister", but Tan Ailing refused to give in and kept coercing him.

Alas, forget it, the left and right are just the same title, why are I competing with a little girl!

Hamlet, after self-discipline, called out softly in a look of anticipation in Tan Ailing's face: "Sister!"

In fact, among the big families like the Tan family, there are still many people who call Tan Ailing the sister, but due to their personality, the relationship between her and her cousins ​​is mediocre. It can even be said that her attitude towards them is only a little better than that of strangers. But Hamlet's "sister" made her feel particularly, and her motherhood was suddenly stimulated.

Holding Hamlet and sitting on the big rock next to him, Tan Ailing asked about his living conditions with concern. Hamlet naturally said what he could say and made up what he couldn't say, which also deceived Tan Ailing a lot of tears.

"Little Harley, don't worry, my sister will take good care of you and will never let you live a life of being chased by others everywhere, hungry and full!"

Teacher Erin, your little Harley is not lying, it’s just that this Tan Ailing “sister” lacks understanding! I was “chased everywhere” because I snatched someone’s secret book Magic Crystal, and I “had a meal and a meal” because I have studied magic and forget to eat and sleep. The reason why my life is displaced is because I am searching for legendary relics everywhere, hoping to see the magic notes left by my predecessors…

While quietly expressing to Teacher Erin's in Heavenly Spirit in his heart that he did not go against her teachings, Hamlet smiled a little embarrassedly to Tan Ailing.

After seeing the "longing" smile on Little Harley's face, Tan Ailing became increasingly determined to make Little Harley "smile forever".

Tan Ailing, who was holding Hamlet even harder, suddenly remembered something and immediately asked: "Little Harley, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? How could she control those murderers without her sister knowing it?"

Hamlet smiled embarrassedly and said, "I am not martial arts, but a way of using energy that is called 'magic'."

"So you are using magic!" Tan Ailing said suddenly: "I feel that your teacher is a magician from the West, so he gave you this name!"

Can this world with thin magic elements also give birth to the profession of "magic"?

"Sister", Hamlet has accepted his fate now, and these two words are so easy to call. He asked curiously: "Is there really a magician in this world?" In Lao Qi's memory, the magician only appears in games and movies, but in reality, it seems that there is only a magician.

"Of course there is." Tan Ailing patted Hamlet's head dotingly and said with a smile: "If not, then what are you?"

"Good sister, tell me about the magician!" Hamlet begged.

Tan Ailing naturally could not refuse: "The magician can manipulate various natural energy between heaven and earth through spells and handprints..."

Hamlet, who has reached the "Doctor" level, naturally would not accept the advice of Tan Ailing, who is only at the level of elementary school students. He interrupted: "Sister, I know all of these. You should tell me what level the most powerful magician can reach, right?"

"Yes, I have forgotten that my little Harley is also a magician. You must know much more about magic than your sister, so your sister will not be ugly!" Tan Ailing did not feel dissatisfied with her words being interrupted. Instead, she said in words: "Although magicians were already well-known in the Roman Empire era, the one who really made the profession of magicians famous was the Great Merlin Magician in the era of King Arthur in the United Kingdom. He was the first human in the history of the earth to have a real record and soar freely in the sky without the help of any external objects."

Tan Ailing's words made Hamlet slightly stunned. Is a person who has mastered the intermediate level of wind magic the most powerful magician?

Hamlet confirmed to Tan Ailing in disbelief: "Is he the most powerful magician?"

Tan Ailing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Although Master Meilin is the most famous magician in the West, he should not be considered the most powerful. I once heard that there is a great magician in the West who can emit a fireball with a power that is comparable to missiles..."

Hamlet also knew from Lao Qi's memory that its power was just equivalent to the "fire explosion" of the fire-type intermediate magic. It seems that the name of the top magician in this world is not true, such as the "big magician". If they travel to Landias, they can only get the title of intermediate magician at most!

"Sister, why do you always talk about Western magicians? Is our Chinese magicians very poor?" Because of absorbing Lao Qi's memory and relationship with Tan Ailing, Hamlet has now added Chinese nationality to himself.

Tan Ailing smiled slightly and explained: "I don't know if it's because of race. Almost no one in our Chinese, including the entire yellow race, can practice magic, at least I've never heard of it."

Hamlet didn't know how to answer, so he couldn't tell Tan Ailing: You're right, I'm not Chinese, I came here to travel from an alien!

Hamlet's nasty look made Tan Ailing laugh: "But nothing is absolute. Isn't you an exception for Little Harley?"

Hamlet laughed dryly and complained deliberately: "The Creator is too partial, why are the benefits given to Westerners?"

"It's not like this." Tan Ailing explained: "Although we Chinese cannot practice Western magic, Westerners cannot practice our Chinese internal kung fu."

Hamley, who had already learned from Lao Qi's memory, nodded and showed a relaxed expression on his face. After thinking about it, he asked again: "Does every race have its own unique way of practicing?"

Master Tan Ailing looked at him with admiration and lovingly, and said, "My little Harley is so smart that he can guess this! Yes, almost every big race has its own unique way of practicing.

It can be roughly divided into three branches: the internal kung fu and Taoist arts of the Chinese, the magic and holy power of the white race, the divine descendants and witchcraft of the dark race. In addition, there are some small ethnic groups who have very distinctive ways of practicing. We generally call the circles in which these powerful people interact - the world of practice!"
Chapter completed!