Direct Electric Bar

Ye Chuan unleashed the power of Chaos. The cursing forces that had been sealing Elara's magic circuits began to melt away under the relentless erosion of Ye Chuan's Chaos energy, eventually fading into nothingness.

Elara suddenly widened her eyes. Upon realizing her magic was growing stronger, she covered her small mouth in surprise. "S-something is coming out."

"There are still a few spots left."

"O-okay."

Ye Chuan continued to use his Chaos energy to dissolve the cursing forces. However, just then, the dissolving curse seemed to develop a consciousness of resistance and actually began to siphon Elara's magic in return!

"Oh?" The sudden change stunned Ye Chuan for a moment. Immediately after, Elara's magic circuits began to transform, becoming dominated by an eerie red color.

"Hmph, a measly curse dares to act tough?" Ye Chuan snorted coldly. He released more Chaos energy, turning the tables to devour those forces instead.

Refine it immediately!

Magic was repeatedly extracted and replenished. Elara was nearly knocked unconscious by the shock, her body collapsing to the ground only to be caught by Ye Chuan in one arm.

"That should do it." Ye Chuan checked Elara's condition. Finding that her magic circuits had normalized, he held her with one arm, intending to find a room to rest.

Coincidentally, Princess Irena was passing by the corridor at that moment. She saw Ye Chuan holding Elara single-handedly, the little girl's limbs dangling limply in the air.

"M-Miss Elara? What is going on here?" Seeing this scene, Irena hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing, I just used a little too much force just now."

"Too much force?"

"Yes," Ye Chuan replied. Seeing the shocked look on the half-elf princess's face, he simply said, "Alright, Your Highness, please make way."

"Oh, oh, okay..."

...

...

When Elara woke up, she found the window glowing orange; the sun seemed to be setting.

"Ugh, my head hurts..." Elara rubbed her head. As she sat up, she noticed a familiar figure sitting at a table nearby, reading something that looked like a newspaper.

"Teacher..."

"Oh, you're awake." Ye Chuan put down the Miral Weekly in his hand. Seeing Elara's current state, he simply asked, "How do you feel?"

"Eh, feel... I... Huh?" When Elara circulated the magic in her body, she realized the previous sensation of blockage was gone, replaced by a powerful flow of magic!

"My magic... it seems to have gotten stronger?!"

Although she was still a Tier 2 mage, Elara noticed her magic power had reached the standard level a normal Tier 2 mage should have!

Not only that, she could clearly perceive the magic in the air!

"It didn't get stronger, your body just had a curse before." Before Ye Chuan could finish speaking, he saw Elara's eyes turn red, and she burst into tears with a loud wail.

"Uh..." Seeing the little girl crying out loud, Ye Chuan paused. "Wait, why are you crying?"

"Happy... I'm happy... Boohoo..." Elara wailed, "I finally have a chance to enroll in the Imperial Academy."

Although Ye Chuan didn't know the specific details, it was obvious Elara had missed out on the Imperial Academy or something similar due to her physical condition.

"Teacher, thank you!"

"No need to be polite, I'm just doing what I was paid for." Ye Chuan replied lazily.

Seeing Ye Chuan's nonchalant tone, Elara felt she understood his personality a bit better.

Teacher must be a tsundere!

Cold on the outside, warm on the inside!

"Teacher, can we learn magic tomorrow?" Elara asked happily, hugging her staff.

"Sure, what magic do you want to learn?"

"Eh? Shouldn't it be whatever magic the teacher wants to teach..."

"Is that so..." Ye Chuan thought about it. He actually knew quite a few Water-attribute spells. After all, he had drawn plenty of spells of various attributes when pulling skills earlier.

"Alright then, I'll teach you tomorrow. You rest well today."

"Yes!"

Seeing Elara's happy expression, Ye Chuan waved his hand. "Okay, I'm slipping away first."

Amidst Elara's face full of admiration, Ye Chuan walked out of the room.

"A teacher for ten gold coins a day, huh? Whatever, I'll just teach her something random." Ye Chuan closed the door. After all, he wasn't very interested in raising a mage.

Or rather...

Magic relies heavily on talent, doesn't it?

Someone like him, who was both talented and hardworking, probably didn't have a duplicate in this world.

"I'll log off to eat later. Xixi seems to be making something good tonight." Just as Ye Chuan was muttering to himself, a sound of almost violent footsteps approached from the distance.

Ye Chuan turned his head and saw a figure flying towards him, shouting something indistinctly.

"Hohohooooo!"

Ye Chuan froze. The next second, the wall behind him cracked open with a snap. Kaiaolen stood panting in front of him.

"Xixi Chinayega! What did you do to Elara?!"

"Huh?" Ye Chuan tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

"A maid said you took the unconscious Elara into a room, and she was actually crying inside!" Kaiaolen's eyes were bloodshot. "You didn't do anything weird, did you? You don't want to taste my Dragon Fang, do you? Xixi?"

Ye Chuan twitched his lips. "I like them with big boobs."

"Who knows if you'll change your tastes!!!!" Kaiaolen grabbed Ye Chuan's shoulders and shook him back and forth.

"So annoying." Ye Chuan looked at him with disdain. "Why don't you just go in and look?"

Hearing this, Kaiaolen immediately dropped Ye Chuan and dove into the room nearby.

A few minutes later—

"Ah, so that's it. I misunderstood you, Xixi." After understanding the situation, Kaiaolen smiled apologetically at Ye Chuan.

"I knew it."

"You're a bit too tense," Ye Chuan said.

"Any grandfather would be tense hearing that you touched my granddaughter all over," Kaiaolen said.

"That's why I said I like them with big boobs."

"..." Kaiaolen was silent for a while, then patted Ye Chuan's shoulder. "Small has its benefits too."

"Just zap me," Ye Chuan said expressionlessly.

...

"But I really didn't expect you to solve such a big problem for Elara. At first, I just wanted you to teach her some magic," Kaiaolen said.

"Just a passing thought."

"No, you can ask for anything," Kaiaolen said. "Consider it a thank you gift for treating Elara."

"Money."

"Uh... funds in the territory are a bit tight due to the attack on the Royal City."

"What a pauper." Ye Chuan sighed. "Aren't you a dragon? Aren't dragons supposed to be rich?"

"Why would dragons be rich?"

"They like to plunder and collect jewels to stuff in their lairs."

"What kind of stereotype is that?"

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