Sure enough, Old Antique didn't come back that night.
Victor was not interested in making dinner anymore, so he ate a little, thinking about what he needed to do tomorrow, leaning against the bedside and reading a book at night, and fell asleep unconsciously.
After falling asleep and regaining consciousness, Victor turned pale with fright.
He seemed to be in a very real dream, he became a tutor hired by a viscount in a certain magical world, responsible for teaching the viscount's five children.
The viscount is a very rich viscount, and even half of the reason for getting the title is money.
He is still a person who knows how to enjoy himself. He lives in a big castle and has many servants.
Victor: "..." It doesn't make sense, I have almost never lived in this kind of castle, how did I dream of such a perfect scene
The children of the five viscounts were like five little devils, they ran around the castle and couldn't find anyone as soon as they were in class. Victor is a hard-working tutor, curiously looking for someone everywhere.
He walked through the lush atrium and saw a small bungalow in the depths of the garden, with an artificial lake in front and a swing dangling above it.
There is a beauty sitting on the swing, words cannot describe one thousandth of her beauty.
Victor felt that this scene was very familiar, and couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to take a closer look.
At this time, something suddenly moved on the ground, which startled Victor.
He took a closer look and saw that it was a small carrot head with five heads. Looking down from above, all you can see is a head of fluffy and soft saffron curly hair with a dimple in the middle.
Victor: "…"
Little Luobotou said old-fashionedly: "This is my territory. If you dare to break in, you will be my prey."
"..."
But! Victor couldn't restrain himself! ! There is love in his eyes now! ! It was sprouted by Little Talon!
This is a real little antique! The spiritual world is also true. Young and young Zhengtai!
Victor: "Hey, hey, hey, hey... kid, how old are you?"
"..."
Little Tyron took a step back: "Forget it, eating strange things will cause stomach upset."
Victor: "..." Is your wife a "strange thing"? ? ? You are very good, Little Antique, I have charged this account to Old Antique.
Tai Lun said that because of his mixed race, he grew up very quickly when he was a child, but he kept it for a long time in his teenage years. This should be the result of the continuous game between the two bloodlines of demons and elves: demons must have the ability to protect themselves and forage at a young age, while elves have a long period of learning, growth and laying the foundation.
Little Tyron was in such an embarrassing period. He had to eat a lot every day, and his stomach was like a never-ending black hole. His fangs and offensive instincts have almost matured since childhood, but his size hasn't grown all that quickly.
At about five years old, little Talon walks with a waddle.
The viscount's boys then thought he was easy to bully and showed up in groups to bully him.
…
Then Little Tyrone beat them all down.
The adult Victor was stunned, the fighting power of the five-year-old Talon was already stronger than him! He would never be able to deal with at least five brats ranging in age from three to thirteen so easily.
Victor hesitantly took a medical bag, attached it to Little Tyron, and followed him back to the small bungalow in the backyard.
Little Tyron: "What are you doing with me? You shouldn't be short of food."
Victor: "You... you're injured, it won't be good if you get an infection, I'll give you some medicine."
Little Tai Lun accepted his medicine, and then casually threw two fruits to him: "I don't take advantage of you, I'll exchange it with you. We owe nothing to each other, so get out."
Victor: "..." How dare you tell your wife "Get out"? You will regret it later, let me tell you! !
There was another sum in Lao Antique's account.
The dream was so interesting that Victor lay on the tutor's bed at night and couldn't fall asleep, thinking that he would wake up in reality as soon as he fell asleep.
He grabbed his blanket and tiptoed back to look at the little antiques.
It was midnight, and Tyrann's half-elf beauty mummy had gone somewhere, and little Tyrann was sitting on the wall alone.
——Small, with short legs, you can only straddle the wall, otherwise you will easily lose your balance and fall.
Little Talon is feeding the cat.
The cat was really small, the size of a palm, and it was almost invisible when it was hiding behind a tile on the wall.
Little Talon's face was also the size of a palm, with serious frowns, his young eyes were light golden under the moonlight, and his lips were as tender as jelly, almost translucent. He was teaching the cat old-fashionedly: "Who told you to go out to steal things? If someone sees it, you will die if you kick it."
Cat: "Meow."
Little Tyron: "Are you still not convinced? I'll give you a kick right now."
Cat: "Purr purr."
Little Tai Lun: "If you do this again, I won't care about you."
"Miu..." The cat then took out two gold coins and put them in the palm of Little Tai Lun.
Little Tai Lun said: "Hmph, I raised you because you are talented, but I didn't let you steal it now. You have been kicked to death now, and the cost of raising you for the past two months has been in vain." .You still owe me a lot, so let me grow up honestly now, and I will squeeze you when I grow up."
The cat became obedient after hearing this, probably because he was very happy to hear that he was useful to him, and rubbed him with the side of his face.
Little Talon took out a piece of bread, broke off a piece and fed it to the cat.
After a while, he looked down at Victor under the wall, and said with disgust, "Why are you still here? Have you heard enough?"
Victor actually felt like he had strayed into the Holy Land by mistake, and said guiltyly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to come and see you."
Little Tyron broke a piece of bread: "Say 'ah'."
Victor was used to listening to Old Antique's words, and subconsciously said, "Huh?"
Little Tyron was very satisfied with his obedience, so he made a decision and threw the bread into his mouth.
After being fed by Little Tyron, Victor became Little Tyron's person.
Little Tyron: "Isn't this a matter of course? If you eat my food, you are my human being."
Victor excitedly said, "I'll help you steal something to eat!"
Little Tyron: "Shame on me, cats know how to steal money."
Victor: "..." Little Antique! You wait for me! I'll bully Old Antique when I go back! Two thousand years is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge! !
It turned out that Old Antique also raised cats when he was a child. If you raise them attentively and carefully, and have something to eat, you will definitely miss the cat.
Victor went to see them often afterwards and gave away the blanket by the way.
Little Antique would cover himself and the cat with a blanket, wait for Victor to help them tuck up the quilt, wait for a good night, and finally say good night condescendingly.
It's just that the cat died early. In the era of war, the life of any creature is short. It only lived for two years and died of gastrointestinal diseases.
Little Antique has grown up to seven and a half years old smoothly, but his stature is still not big, and he still looks like a young and immature young lady.
Victor is a little strange, this period of time seems to him to have no feeling at all, it is still like a dream. He lived in a haze, as if two years had passed since he walked through an intersection, the kitten became a big cat, the little antique was still the little antique, Victor just turned a scene in his dream.
In the dream, Victor just had a thought, thinking that he has a lot of knowledge about spells, even if he doesn't go to secrets, he can become a mainstream mage, open a shop or teach something else.
With just such a thought, in the next scene, he is a respected mage.
Mr. Victor, the mage, has changed from the tutor of the viscount's family to a consultant. The five cubs of the year have come out one by one, and the fifteen-year-old eldest son has gone out for business. Every time he returns home, he respects Victor very much.
Victor still likes to run in people's backyards.
The cat tried very hard to steal things later, but the little Talon developed a habit of being extremely cautious, often unable to bring back the money, and would bring back prey such as birds and fish out of shame. Little Talon never talked about it, as if he forgot to talk about squeezing it when he was a child.
After the cat died, Little Tyrone buried it in the yard.
He didn't have the concept of "putting it into the ground" at first. He was almost born with nature. Many things are based on the survival instinct of the little devil, and the wisdom nature of learning the surrounding human society-so this behavior was taught by Victor. .
Little Tyrone buried the cat and stood in silence with Victor.
Suddenly, Little Tai Lun said: "What makes my heart hurt?"
Victor was full of tenderness and said, "It's 'like'."
Little Tyron said, "Take it away, I don't want it anymore."
Victor hugged him, speechless, and after a while he said: "But you have to get used to losing. Your life will be long and wonderful, and many people will come to accompany you, and you will There are so many people who end up leaving you. Nobody in the world can do anything about parting."
Little Tyron said: "I shouldn't have liked such weak and easy-to-death creatures back then, and I won't like them again in the future. As humans and elves, it's easy to like this kind of thing, and it's easy to be sad. Since the world is like this, I'd be happier being a devil."
When he said this, Little Tai Lun had been in contact with Blue Bell Flower for a while.
Afterwards, Old Antique never "liked" cats again.
Victor was so distressed that he begged Bai Lai to sleep with Xiao Antique at night.
Little Tai Lun said blankly: "You human being, do you only take pride in being favored?"
He looks annoyed, and Victor coaxes him with a small cake he made himself.
Little Tyron found the steps, took the bribe, and made room for Victor without saying a word.
Victor's mind was full of old things, and he secretly crossed out several accounts in his mind.
After a while, Little Talon suddenly turned his face and said coldly: "You lazy human being, don't you think you forgot something?"
Victor quickly regained his senses, stretched out his hand to cover him with the blanket, tucked it up properly, and whispered, "Good night, my little antique."
Little Antique said: "Good night, the last human I raised."
Victor: "…"
Little Antique turned back and muttered to himself: "I will never raise such a weak thing again."