Madam Keith was no longer impulsive and knew her own limitations.
Even if she took action herself, she would be no match for Dorn, and would only suffer public humiliation and disgrace.
The Keith family's young men were useless, and now her only hope was Allen, who had once easily defeated Ella.
"Young man, aren't you going to take action?"
"Madam, it's not that I don't want to, but I simply dare not disobey Master Sora's orders."
Allen shrugged and spread his hands, his face filled with resignation.
In truth, he had been wanting to take action for a long time.
Publicly, he wanted to help Master Sora and Junior Sister Ella vent their anger.
Personally, he was intrigued by the drone sorcerer named Dorn, who exuded the aura of a unique ingredient.
The question was, under what pretext? "Teacher Sora said that the affairs of the Case family have nothing to do with an outsider like me."
"Old Madam, do you think I, an outsider, have the right to meddle in other people's affairs?"
"Sora is your teacher, and Ella is your junior sister. How can you be an outsider, child?"
Madam Case smiled broadly.
"If you absolutely must have a title, I'll betroth Ella to you!"
"From today on, you are the son-in-law of our Case family. There's no need for formality!"
"Ahem... That's not necessary, that's not necessary!"
All Alan only needs a title. Grandson-in-law or something like that would be too obvious a bribe.
"Old Madam, I'm so grateful for your kindness. I'll do my best!"
"Why are you still calling me Old Madam?" Madam Keith glared at him angrily. "That's too formal! From now on, you'll be my grandson. Just like Ella, you'll call me Grandma!"
Alan's mouth twitched slightly. Experience is always the best!
In the courtyard, Sora and Ella, mother and daughter, combined forces couldn't withstand the bee swarm's attack and were on the verge of collapse.
The time had come. As Alan transformed back to his ancestral form, he also cast the "Disguise" spell on himself, making him look more like a cat-person.
Cat-persons are generally smaller than adult humans.
The "Disguise" spell had limited power and couldn't perfectly simulate a cat-person.
Alan, a throwback to his ancestors, his majestic four-meter-tall figure paired with a adorable cat head was a bit of a mismatch...
The swarm of bees in the sky regrouped into human form, looking down at the cat-headed giant with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"Kid, who are you?" Dorn demanded in a deep voice.
"As everyone knows, I'm a handsome guy," Alan replied calmly.
"Are you an idiot?" Dorn was infuriated. "I'm asking you about your bloodline and your cultivation!"
"Are you blind?" Alan retorted coldly. "Can't you see I'm a cat-man?!"
"Bullshit! There's no such thing as a cat-man this tall and this strong!" Dorn's forehead was bulging with blood vessels.
"You're so ignorant. I'm called a giant cat-man!"
Seeing Dorn's face full of suspicion, Alan turned back to Madam Case for endorsement:
"Grandma! Tell me, am I a cat-man?"
"Yes!" Madam Case insisted. "Giant cat-man, of course I am a cat-man!"
Alan smiled with satisfaction.
Cat-man, I'm officially a cat-man today!
Even if the Buddha comes, I'm a cat-man too!
Dorn didn't believe there really was such a thing as a "giant cat-man," but he was already impatient to get to the bottom of it.
"You're just a small-time character hiding your true identity. Cat-man or dog-man, I'll kill you!"
Dorn's body exploded, disintegrating into a swarm of bees, swooping down from the air!
"Anar! "
Alan chanted the spell, unleashing the second-level magic "Moonlight."
Magic energy radiated from his position, like bright moonlight.
The swarm of giant bees swooping down, bathed in the "Moonlight," were instantly dispelled by the atavism effect!
Deprived of the attribute bonuses provided by atavism, the enchanted Heavenly Martial Arts, and the insectoid armor... Dorn's incarnation of the bee swarm was severely weakened!
Protected by "Steel Bones," Alan felt no pain from the bee stings!
With a sneer, he raised his right hand and blasted a "Thunder Blast Wave" skyward.
As a swarming creature, he was immune to single-target attacks, but suffered double damage from a group attack!
Accompanied by a deafening roar, the terrifying shockwave engulfed the swarm, tearing it apart and crushing it!
Dorn had disintegrated his flesh into a swarm of bees. The advantage was that he avoided the fatal weaknesses of his human form.
As long as a single giant bee survived, he would not die. The disadvantage was that his vitality was evenly distributed among the swarm. Relatively speaking, each giant bee was more fragile than he himself!
And when all the giant bees were bombarded simultaneously, the weakness of the swarm was clearly revealed!
Hundreds of giant bees were instantly killed by Allen's single strike.
The broken bodies fell like snowflakes.
The courtyard was covered in blood.
Drone Dorn was shattered to pieces, not a single body left!
The Case family stared at Allen in shock.
Alan was speechless. He ignored their gazes and turned back to look for Daisy, the "female bee."
This cunning woman had slipped away without him noticing.
Removing his gaze, Alan stepped forward to pick up the spoils.
Inside Dorn's storage bag, besides a large pile of magic stones, was a copper bottle.
Unscrewing the cap, the aroma of honey wafted out.
Alan blew directly into the bottle, twang twang twang...
Drip—
"Consume special ingredient: royal jelly from the mutant giant bee!"
"Potential +2!"
"Spirit +1!" "
Current Attributes: Constitution 27, Agility 23, Spirit 32
Potential Reserve: 6 points
One step closer to the goal of accumulating 10 potential points.
…
Alan's killing of "Drone" Dorn caused quite a stir within the Case family.
The family members treated him with the utmost respect, even more than they treated Sora and Ella.
Alan wasn't surprised by this change in attitude. No matter the world, the tendency to flatter the powerful is common.
‐‐What he didn't expect was that the attitude of those closest to him had also subtly changed.
‐‐After dinner, Allen took a hot bath to wash away his fatigue.
‐‐After changing into comfortable pajamas and returning to the bedroom, he discovered...
‐‐a "kitty" had appeared on the bed.
Ella sat on the bed, hugging her knees.
‐‐Her damp hair exuded a fresh, bathed fragrance.
‐‐Her dark eyes revealed anticipation and a hint of nervousness.
‐‐The hem of her pink suspender nightgown covered her knees, revealing a pair of tender, white feet.
‐‐Alan glanced over and realized that her little sister's tiny feet, put together, were probably no bigger than his palm.
‐‐"Mom made me come!" "
Ella was still a little girl after all, and she had already confessed guiltily before Allen even asked.
Alan gave a wry smile, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently held one of her little feet.
The little sister's apple-like face flushed, and she bit her lower lip lightly, without struggling.
She looked charming and charming, and it was easy for Allen to guess the mentality of the mother and daughter.
Ella was still just a cute little girl, not very knowledgeable about the relationship between men and women.
Teacher Sora was not so naive, and wanted to tie his daughter to him, a potential stock.
When he became successful in the future, he would definitely take care of Ella because of their relationship.
Alan did not like Teacher Sora's approach; it was too much like a transaction.
But he had to Admittedly, this is even a tacit rule among the sorcerers.
If Sora-sensei doesn't let his daughter come tonight, then someday, Madam Keith will also encourage her granddaughter to come.
The difference lies only in who receives the favor.
Looking at the innocent-looking little junior sister, Allen felt a surge of pity.
What would have happened tonight if the "savior" she met wasn't him?
He sighed.
Alan leaned over and gently kissed Ella's delicate little feet.
Ella's cheeks flushed even more, and she couldn't help but hug him.
Alan broke free from Ella's embrace, looked up, and asked:
"Little junior sister, what else did Sora-sensei say to you?"
"Hmm... I don't think there was anything."
Ella blinked childishly, trying to recall.
"Mom bathed me and combed my hair. "
"And he even picked out a cute slip dress for me!"
"Brother, isn't it cute?"
"Cute," Allen patted her head. "Go on."
"Then I talked to Mom about that afternoon's conflict. I was curious about the two moves that Brother used to kill Dorn... so I asked Mom how I could learn them!"
"Mom told me that she, as a teacher, was just an introductory teacher. Brother had learned his magic and martial arts on his own; she didn't know how."
"Then Mom thought about it and told me to come to Brother. She said that as long as I was obedient and made him happy, I could learn these two moves."
Ella suddenly felt a little guilty and lowered her head.
"Brother, I don't know how to please men, and Mom didn't teach me either... but making people angry is my specialty." "
Alan couldn't help but laugh.
Holding her small hand, he softly said, "You don't have to do anything special for me. Just stay the way you are, and I'm happy."
Ella breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile spreading across her face.
"Since Teacher Sora sent you to see me, you must already know about the 'meditation gathering.'"
Alan flicked a finger, extinguishing the candle.
The bedroom immediately fell into darkness.
Ella's cat-like eyes gleamed slightly.
The girl was a little nervous, but still bravely approached Alan, wrapping her arms around his.
"Brother, what are we going to do next?"
The girl's voice trembled with shyness.
"What else can we do?" Alan pinched her nose. "Of course, study hard and practice diligently!"
"Uh... I think I got it wrong." Ella smiled shyly.
"Where did you get it wrong? Elaborate. "
"No way! Bad brother, you only bully me!"
Alan pulled a spray bottle from his storage bag and sprayed a tiny amount of mind spores.
Holding the little sister's hand, he guided her in establishing a meditation session.
Level 2 "Moonlight," Level 3 "Thunderblast," Level 1 "Spell Shaping"...
He instilled them into Ella's mind one after another.
As for how much she could comprehend, it depended on her luck and bloodline compatibility.
If her luck wasn't good, or her bloodline wasn't compatible, instilling more skills would be in vain.
Alan had originally wanted to teach Ella a meditation technique, but he quickly realized that Ella was practicing the Level 3 "Calming Meditation Method."
At the moment, he couldn't offer a better version, so he had to give up the idea.
Next, at the little sister's invitation, Alan entered her meditation world to help her overcome the difficulties in her practice.