Chapter 27 : Growth!

“This, is this right?”
Not only was his familiar maid being transferred, but she was also inexplicably linked to the main plot.

He originally thought that even if some big trouble arose, there would at least be a cleanup crew.

In fantasy novels, isn’t the most famous thing the “backer” behind the scenes?

His backer was going away!

“Waaah, I’m so reluctant to let go!”

Seeing Schiller’s whimpering expression, Selena patted his head:

“Alright, I know Young Master is very reluctant to part with Celia, but the war situation in the north is just that bad.”

“Young Master… I, Celia, will return as soon as possible!” Celia, seeing Schiller’s expression, couldn’t help but feel a pang in her eyes, and she turned her face away.

“Schiller, perhaps… I mean perhaps… that princess might really come soon…” To Schiller, these words sounded like the opening lines of a horror story.

“Then,” Haugen, as if throwing away a hot potato, punched Schiller heavily on the chest with a “thump,” laughing heartily. “I’ll trouble you to ‘entertain’ her well! However—”

“However, you’ll definitely be fine, won’t you? I, your old man, believe in you!”

“Father, dear Father!” Schiller’s eyes welled with tears as he looked at Haugen, touched.

“Ah, I believe in you too!”

“Waaah, is this the bond of family?” For some reason, the nearby Sheryl was so moved by this scene of deep father-son affection that she began to sob softly.

Then, with a brief farewell, the three boarded the dragon carriage. Celia sat on the outside, waving frantically towards them.

“Oh, that’s right!” Just as the land dragon carriage was about to start, Haugen, as if remembering something important, abruptly poked his head out of the window, giving Schiller a thumbs-up, a smile on his face that all men would understand. “If you lay a hand on Aileen…” He paused, his voice full of innuendo: “You brat, you’d better take full responsibility!”

“No responsibility, no, I won’t touch her!” Schiller blurted out in a panic.

Even if he were to make a move, he had already decided to find girls weaker than himself!

Before Schiller could finish his sentence, the land dragon let out a roar and charged forward with a massive tremor.

“Young Master, please don’t be unfaithful. Wait for me to come back!” Celia’s words reached Schiller’s ears.

“? Oh, oh…” He responded subconsciously.

Schiller watched the three disappear over the horizon. He put his hands on the ground in defeat, looking up at the sky with tears in his eyes.

“Young Master, you don’t need to be too sad!” Aileen, sensing the immense sense of loss and pressure emanating from Schiller, worriedly helped him up and then held his hand.

“I, Aileen, though perhaps unable to replace Lady Celia, will do my utmost for you,” she bit her tongue again. “Ouch, my utmost!”

The girl blushed at the embarrassment of suddenly biting her tongue.

“Aileen, it’s alright, I won’t laugh at you.”

Schiller turned and walked towards the mansion.

“Y-yes, sir!” Aileen glanced at Sheryl, who stood in place with puffed cheeks, but quickly followed Schiller.

“Hmmph!” Her dissatisfaction seemed to overflow, but was completely ignored.

“Should we proceed with Lady Sheryl’s etiquette lesson, or…” Aileen followed behind Schiller, cautiously asking about the schedule.

“No, today Sheryl’s lesson is entrusted to you.”

Schiller still didn’t turn to look at Sheryl.

“Sergeant Aileen, can you complete the mission?!”

“Ah, yes, sir! I guarantee to complete the mission!” Aileen gave a cute military salute behind him, then froze in place.

Schiller continued to speak without turning his head:

“Excellent!” His steps quickened. “As for me—”

“I’m going into secluded training!”

“Huh? Me?”

While she stood there dazed, Schiller had already disappeared into the depths of the mansion.

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Inside the room, Schiller seriously stared at a cup of water.

[Freeze]!

Silver-white magic surged from him. A faint mist rose from the cup, turning the water into ice.

“Oh, oh! This is Freeze!”

[Frozen Domain]!

The temperature in the room plummeted, bringing a hint of winter.

In fact, after his “exercise” with Sheryl, these two skills had inexplicably appeared in his skill slots.

And originally, Schiller’s magic was supposed to be transparent and colorless, but now it had turned silver-white, just like Sheryl’s.

“Moreover, my magical power seems to have doubled.”

Despite being unilaterally dominated, he inexplicably became stronger.

“What’s the principle behind this?”

“Could it be that my hidden skill is dual cultivation?”

Both of these skills possessed the characteristics of Sheryl’s companion magic, although their power seemed significantly less.

But that was because their level was still at LV1, and magic could be leveled up through continuous casting.

Generally, due to a person’s limited mana and slow recovery, the leveling speed wouldn’t be very fast.

Magic potions were expensive and didn’t provide much recovery effect, but this was precisely what Schiller urgently needed.

This time, the humiliating experience of being subdued greatly bruised his self-esteem. He desperately needed to become stronger now.

Even if it was just in bed.

His successful level breakthrough this time must have been due to the supplements.

First, he needed to raise the level of his skills.

If he could reach mid-tier upper, that would at least be enough for self-preservation!

“For now, let’s aim for mid-tier upper.”

“Use it up, then drink more potion; drink, then buy more!”

“Use magic until your mana runs out, then pop a potion and keep going.”

“Didn’t expect that, did you? This is my leveling path!”

He carried a box of magic potions out from the storage room, then, still dissatisfied, carried out another box.

“[Body Enhancement] LV3, can be used simultaneously with magic.”

Schiller recalled the painful experience during that “exercise” where, even with enhancement activated, he was easily suppressed by Sheryl. His face involuntarily darkened.

“Hmph, this time, I’ll reclaim the dignity I lost, with interest!” He clenched his fists, a raging fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

“Heh heh heh… Sheryl, you just wait!”

“This time, I’ll take back everything I lost!”

He took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and silver-white magic once again circulated around him.

“Let the hellish training begin!”

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“Hey, why isn’t Schiller teaching me?” Her ice-blue eyes seemed capable of freezing the air, coldly sweeping over the flustered Aileen before her.

Along with her obvious displeasure, the temperature in the room quietly dropped.

“Ah, Young Master, Young Master is in secluded training! Very important secluded training!”

“Secluded training?” A meaningless hum escaped her lips, carrying a hint of neglected grievance:

“What the heck! He just disappears without even a greeting… Is he hiding?”

The increasingly cold room made Aileen shiver. She quickly searched for a new topic.

“Um, um, Lady Sheryl, do you like Young Master?”

A gossip question. The girl reflexively chose a gossip question.

“Li-like?!” Sheryl felt her cheeks flush slightly. “How could that be! How could we be that kind of relationship!” She calmly picked up her teacup, only to realize she was holding it upside down.

“Is that so?” Aileen tilted her head.

“Yes, we’re a hundred times stronger than a mere couple! Schiller, Schiller is my family!” She seemed shy, unconsciously touching her earlobe.

“Family, huh?”

“Family… what exactly is that?”

She didn’t notice Aileen’s murmuring.