Extra 1: The Wind and Snow Return to People

Until I stood outside the door, I still didn't think about how to mention it.

Oh, as a genius, I'm really famous for worrying about this trivial thing, but it's all the fault of Evan's damn boy. Otherwise, how could I go out in this weather? Although walking in the wind and snow can also reflect my handsome posture well, no one supports it. It's really nothing. Interesting.

Oh, it's far away. I have something to do today. If I come back empty-handed, I will definitely be laughed at by Evan. Let's knock on the door.

"Bing, "Bing!"

A nail was fixed on the pine door, with a pair of simple graffiti hanging, and a welcome was written under the crooked smiling face. At first glance, it was her painting.

... But if you look carefully, it's still a good painting, uh-huh.

Before I could finish enjoying it, the door of the cabin opened, and a fiery red figure appeared in the door. When he saw me, he showed a surprised expression on his face: "Huh? Why is it you?" The tone can't hide the disappointment.

I made a grimace and pretended to be sad and said, "Oh, my goddess, how can you greet me with such an understated tone when you see your faithful believers trekking to worship in the wind and snow? Do you no longer need me?"

Su Ti smiled and dragged me into the room with the hem of my cloak. She explained, "Don't be slippery. It's so cold to stand outside the door. Go to the fireplace to make a fire. I'll get you a pair of slippers."

Well, it doesn't seem to be so unpopular. I shrugged my shoulders and sat down on the old sofa in front of the fireplace to make a fire. There were two pairs of slippers in front of the fireplace. I kind of understanding.

"How can you think of coming here on such a snowy day?" On the ground, Su Ti ran in and out with her slippers, brought me a cup of milk and a box of cookies, and then went to the storage room to look for slippers.

I haven't been here for a long time. I guess the slippers have grown mushrooms.

"Because it's almost God's day, I'm here to give you a gift." I sat in front of the warm fireplace and drank the cold milk. It felt really good.

Soon, she ran back from the storage room with a cardboard box in her arms, then squatted in front of the fireplace, opened the box, took out my slippers and approached the baking.

I leaned forward and sniffed exaggeratedly: "What a musty smell. As the leading artist and gourmet of the empire, and the only full-time magician in the whole continent, there are mushrooms in my slippers!"

Su Ti turned around and stared at me: "No, it's not at all. It was sunny two days ago, and I just washed and dried it."

Knowing that I was teasing her, I would still refute it seriously. This kind of frankness is almost extinct in the whole continent of Somera.

After the slippers were hot, Suti grabbed them and threw them at my feet. I was a little angry. I changed the soaked boots with a smile, and put my cold feet into the hot slippers. Well, this is also a kind of enjoyment.

Suti sat on the single sofa diagonally opposite, grabbed the hem of the apron with both hands, and looked at me with big eyes.

She is wearing a big red dress today, with a big red bow tied on her head. If it hadn't been for a small apron around her waist like a little housewife, she would have looked no worse than those noble ladies in Wangdu.

"The two of them went out again and left you alone at home?" I drank milk and asked casually.

"Brother Xiaohei is going to meet someone. My sister said she would accompany him, so I'll wait at home." Suti answered me honestly.

Well, that's the same as I thought. Yin and Camu should have been out for a few days and are expected to come back today, so she was so disappointed when she opened the door just now and saw that it was me. Oh... I'm sorry, I'm always so ignorant that I come when I shouldn't come.

"You just said you came to give a gift," Su Ti's words interrupted me, which interrupted me. "Where's the gift?"

I squeezed my eyes at her and leaned against the sofa: "It's not enough time. Surprises always have to be opened at the last minute to feel the best, isn't it?"

She was a little reluctant, but God's coming day is tonight, and she can't wait for hours, so she didn't say anything.

I can see that she really wants gifts. This is a child's nature. Even if you give a candy, they will be happy.

It's a pity that what I'm here this time is not sugar - it can also be said to be bad news? Er, it seems a little exaggerated to say that, but in any case, she will not be happy after receiving the gift.

I just learned something a few days ago about Suti's sister Fiona. To be honest, I can't remember what this woman looks like, but after all, I killed her, and I can't say that I completely forgot her.

Fiona left Suti four years ago and joined the Parthian Legion. Then she died in Marde six months ago. During these three years, Suti has been thinking that she was dead. Of course, we also think so, but later it turned out that it was not, so the question changed to why Fiona joined the Parthian Legion.

If a person kills your parents, would you be willing to be his slave?

At least if it were me, I didn't want to, which is one of the reasons why I don't want to see my wise father again.

So Fiona's mind became complicated, and the person was dead. It was really difficult to track it down.

But I still found it.

"Hey, Solandal."

The goddess was calling me, and of course I immediately cheered up and responded, "What's the matter?"

Suti frowned and looked at me as if she was not used to it: "Why don't you talk? Are you too tired on the road? My sister said that ultra-long-distance space movement consumes mental energy. Do you want to sleep for a while?

I shook my head with a smile: "Do I look tired? Oh, that's really rude. With my abundant spiritual strength, I won't be tired even if I travel around the mainland. If you feel bored, do you want me to tell you a story?

Suti blushed and muttered, "I'm not a child. Who wants to listen to the story?"

But after a while, he asked me with great interest, "What stories can I hear?"

I laughed dumbly and asked, "Then it depends on what you want to hear."

Suti lay on the armrest of the sofa and looked at me with curiosity: "I want to hear... The story of your childhood. Is there anything interesting to say when you were my age?"

At the age of 14? At that time, he should have just been taken back to the palace. In the face of a large group of princes and ministers with their eyes above the top, and always picking on endless nannies, there is nothing interesting, but most of them are scolded.

But in the first half of the year, it happened that Camus came to kill me. It's better not to mention that shameful thing.

"No? I thought I could hear a lot of interesting things. Suti was a little disappointed.

"Of course, the life of a genius is always full of legends. I'm just thinking about which story is better to tell."

Since she wants to listen, how can I refuse?

I put down the glass, adjusted a more comfortable posture on the sofa, and lay down lazily like a cat.

"When I was your age, my mother had just passed away. My great father finally took me back to the palace and arranged a lot of people to teach me court etiquette, social dance and piano. How can these pediatric things be difficult for me? So I didn't pay much attention at all, and I have been praised by all the teachers.

Suti sighed, "It turns out that you are a genius when you are so young."

Her point is very valuable. If she really appreciates you, she will praise you without reservation. This kind of character is also rare.

"But as you know, I have a brother who has mediocre qualifications, but is very hardworking and eager for power. When I was a wandering beggar who was not full of food in the slums, he had tried his best to send people to kill me. Now I have returned to the palace and become the heir second only to him. How could he be willing?"

I deliberately paused here to make the story more suspenseful. If the child likes to listen to the story, you have to hang her appetite and let her keep urging you, and then, and then.

Sure enough, Su Ti's eyes were shining and she asked eagerly, "Then what? Did he bully you?

How could he bully me? However, in order to make her feel that she was expected, I decided to modify the facts a little: "Well, he deliberately asked someone to tone my piano and make me jump when my father came to accept the course. He moved the flowers I raised in the greenhouse to the terrace. As a result, the newly budned calflies were drenched in the rainstorm all night, all of which were folded. It's done."

"He has gone too much! How can you do this kind of thing? If you are not convinced, you can compete openly. Suti clenched her fist angrily, which made me feel that if Himmerin was in front of her now, she would be scolded by her.

Well, this kind of scene is extremely comfortable just by thinking about it.

In fact, the truth of the matter is that he asked people to turn my piano to the left, but on the day I played, I asked him to demonstrate it first. My brother naturally had to take the lead, so it was true that my father was furious, but not to me.

Suti asked again, "What happened later? Have you taught me a lesson?"

The goddess said that there is hope, that is, if you don't have it, you have to have it, right?

So I nodded: "That's of course. For those who want to plot against me, I usually don't take revenge, and I usually repay them immediately."

"So how did you do it?"

"I... I told my father at that time that the piano might be broken. Why don't we go to the auditorium and I'll play the organ instead. My father never asked anyone to teach me how to play the organ and doubted my ability, but in the end, I conquered all the people present with a smooth performance, including my arrogant brother Wang, with an amazing and jealous expression. Since then, he has never dared to play with me again.

Well, in fact, these two things didn't happen on the same day, but I don't think it's important. Haimolin tripped behind me a hundred times and eighty times. If I hadn't for a genius't, who would have known so much.

I'm not a vengeful person, definitely not~