Narasha flew to Gongsun Murong, sat on his shoulder, looked at the charming scenery in front of her, and showed a happy and sweet smile.

"Fish, fish." Nazel Rodney, the son of the butler of Stover, shouted at the falling water.

He has now entered the First Academy of the Royal City and the magic class.

The teacher also praised him for his good talent.

But he was not complacent about it. Even though he was only six years old, he knew who had good talent. There was a lady who instantly exerted large-scale magic in his family. How could he dare to be proud? Only by working harder.

After shouting, Nezhel Rodney said in a gesture: "Under the guidance of the God of Art, the water elves that are everywhere in the world, please listen to my call - the water rope wraps around."

A small thin water rope appeared and a fish was rolled up to fly towards the shore. You can see that when you were about to reach the place, the water rope suddenly dissipated and turned into water droplets and fell down together.

"Brother Nagel, don't be nervous. You were too afraid of failure just now, so you failed. Don't think about what to do if you fail. Just think about how you should pull the fish over. Come on, touch the water."

As Narasha's voice rang out, the water rope condensed again, and swept into everyone's face with the fish, hovering there.

From beginning to end, she looked calm and gentle, without any effort, showing her style as a master.

Nezhel nodded devoutly. Although he always thought he was older than the lady, it was not the time to argue about this.

Looking at his lady's casual appearance, he stretched out one hand to put it on the water rope and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he pointed at another fish in the pond, and a water rope appeared and flew over with the fish. This time he had never recited a spell.

The guards were surprised, while the butler showed an incredible look.

When did his son Naizel learn instant tricks?

Nezhel had an intoxicated smile on his face: "Thank you, Miss, it turns out that water looks like this, understand her, and then let her move, instead of grabbing her and controlling what she does."

"Well, there is progress, Brother Nazel, when one day you find that you are water and water is you, you will be able to instantly use large-scale magic." Narasha said with a smile.

The people around me understood that it was the lady who helped Nezheer to understand the water, so Nezheer was able to succeed.

Is the lady so strong?

I am water, water is me, and with my heart, people can understand the heart of water.

This is definitely a abilities that only top magicians who have a certain degree of understanding of water have.

Lucia, who joined in the fun, was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes, and looked at Narasha and said, "Are you tolerant like water? Narasha, I always thought you were cruel and ruthless, but I never thought that you could still be tolerant like water."

"That's right, hehe, I do kill people like numb. No one who dies at my hands is killed less than Brother Murong. Water can tolerate and surging, tolerate what I should tolerate, drown what I want to drown, change invisible, like a dream like a heart."

Narasha said softly.

After hearing Narasha's words, everyone thought about it, which was so philosophical.

"Narasha, why do I think your ideas are different from others?" Lucia thought she knew many things, and she was born in the Wang family, must be better than others.

So it’s very difficult to find a friend, and children of the same age can’t play with each other.

Only after seeing Narasha did I change something.

It seems that Narasha is just like herself, even smarter than herself. It seems that Narasha’s happiness is simple and pure, but Narasha is not stupid.

It's really hard to understand.

Narasha smiled silly: "Hmph, it's all taught by the butler grandfather."

"Is it Stopher Rodney Gongsun?" Lucia was curious. She said the full name of the housekeeper and looked at Stopher again.

Narasha shook her head gently, looking lonely: "No, it's the butler who taught me and Brother Murong in the desert. Now that he is sleeping, I believe that one day he will wake up and continue to teach me and Brother Murong."

"Ah? That's it!" Lucia said sadly.

Everyone was sad too.

It turns out that the temperament and ability of the young lady and the young master were taught by one person?

Then the man died before the lady could grow up?
Chapter completed!