"Lest they annoy me to death."
The landlady looked at the beautiful and valiant Ice Mage in front of her, and smiled helplessly, "If you do this, everyone will think you have children, so men won't dare to approach you."
Ur smiled and bit into an apple, pushing the money for the meal across to the landlady with her other hand, "I don't need you to meddle."
The landlady's face held a smile, and her eyes showed a hint of affection as she handed over a packed bag of bread, "Ur, you're not getting any younger. Shouldn't you start seriously thinking about pursuing your own happiness?"
Ur took the bread bag, responding with a touch of helplessness, "Alright, alright, fine…"
While the adults were talking, the two little ones also put down their bowls and chopsticks. Patting their round bellies, the two had initially formed a friendship due to their comparable appetites, so they began to chat.
Little Lyon looked at Gray, then turned back to look at Ur's distant figure, asking excitedly: "Hey, Gray, how much longer do you think it will take us to surpass Ur?"
Little Gray leaned coolly against the chair with his hands in his pockets, "I'm not interested in that."
Lyon, however, didn't care about Gray's attitude. He looked up at the sky, where snowflakes were sparsely falling outside the window. The white-haired boy's eyes were full of longing, "Ur, she is my goal. My dream is to one day definitely defeat Ur."
Little Gray expressionlessly picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, "Don't keep telling me that. I told you, I'm not interested."
Lyon's passionate declaration felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on it. He looked helplessly at the grumpy peer in front of him, "You're so gloomy…"
Little Gray expressionlessly threw the tissue into the trash can, looking at Lyon with cold eyes, "You're too thoughtless, always talking about these pointless things."
Little Lyon didn't mind, and continued to speak to himself: "Ur said she took you as a disciple because you always harbored a dark past."
Little Gray's eyes darkened slightly, "After experiencing such a tragedy, how can I not harbor a dark past?"
Little Lyon's face held a trusting smile as he looked at Ur's distant figure, "She said she would help you drive away this darkness."
"Of course I can drive it away…" Gray raised his hands and clenched them into fists in front of him, anger rising in his previously calm eyes, "With these hands."
Little Lyon looked at Gray's appearance and couldn't help but sigh.
"I just want to…" Little Gray clenched his hands into fists with his magic, lowering his head, "I just want to defeat Deliora, and I'll be satisfied."
"As long as I gain power, I will immediately say goodbye to that…" Little Gray was talking to himself, and Lyon beside him coughed lightly.
Little Gray didn't take it seriously, still talking to himself, "Say goodbye to that woman who's like ice!"
Before he finished speaking, a large bump appeared on Little Gray's head.
Ur, holding the bread, raised her other fist high, and said fiercely, "Is that the proper attitude for a disciple towards his master when you say such things?"
Little Lyon laughed gleefully from the side.
To avoid another punch, Little Gray very obediently bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry!"
Ur snorted and walked towards home with the two little rascals.
After walking in silence for a while, Little Gray looked at Ur's back and couldn't help but ask, "When exactly are you going to teach me powerful magic?"
Ur replied without turning her head, "Am I not already teaching you?"
Little Gray raised his head, "What's so powerful about that kind of Ice Make magic? I think this magic is completely useless!"
Little Gray's words made Ur stop in her tracks, turning her head sharply to look at her newly accepted young disciple.
Little Gray felt a little guilty under Ur's cold gaze and instinctively turned his head away.
"Look at me." Ur said in a serious tone, "Gray."
"Didn't I tell you?" Ur looked earnestly at this stubborn little fellow.
"Ice Make magic is free magic."
"The magical forms you can create are all different; find your own type."
"As long as you find your own type, it can be as strong as you want it to be."
Little Gray turned his head away dismissively, quickly stripping off his clothes until only his shorts remained, "It all boils down to the same few sentences, doesn't it?"
"Why are you taking off your clothes in a place like this?!" Ur was shocked.
"It's all your fault! You made me develop this bad habit!" Little Gray clenched his fists, his face red as he loudly argued.
Ur, of course, didn't tolerate it, and punched the little guy flying into the air, "You brat, how dare you blame me!"
Lyon stood by, watching his junior disciple get beaten, laughing very happily.
Ur, carrying a somewhat mortified and half-beaten Gray, saw the crowd gathering, and immediately walked away quickly with Lyon, feeling awkward… As his consciousness was about to dissipate, Ur's gentle smiling face appeared in Gray's mind.
His master's voice seemed to echo in his ears again.
"Gray, don't fall here."
"Ice Make magic is free magic."
"The magical forms you can create are all different; find your own type."
"As long as you find your own type, it can be as strong as you want it to be."
Ur's teaching voice vaguely echoed in his ears again.
Only one thought remained in Gray's consciousness, "My own type?"
A faint pulsation suddenly came from deep within the ice, like a volcano awakening beneath a glacier.
Caesar, who was originally walking towards the other battlefields, twitched his ears slightly, and a faint cracking sound came from behind him.
"Hmm?" Caesar instinctively stopped, turned around to look, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
The solid ice around Gray burst into spiderweb-like cracks.
The ice encasing him exploded with a roar.
Flying ice crystals refracted a rainbow of colors, and Gray's figure, breaking out of the ice, trailed a stream of light.
He spread his left palm open and clenched his right hand into a fist, striking the standard starting pose for Ice Make magic.
Although he successfully broke out of the ice, all the wounds on his body were seeping blood, and his tottering body looked like it could collapse at any moment.
Gray took a deep breath, looking at Caesar's burly figure in the distance, "You really are strong."
"My magic power is almost exhausted. If I directly create ice with magic power, it probably won't be enough to defeat you."
Around Gray, ice-blue cold air surged skyward, making his black hair stand on end. His blood also flew up.
Crimson blood danced and congealed in the cold air, gathering in front of Gray to form a giant blood-colored long spear.
This was an Ice Make creation made with his own blood as a medium, and Gray's personal will was also infused into it.
At the brink of life and death, Gray finally understood what Ur had meant by "find your own type."
In Ice Make magic, adding the caster's personal will can enhance the power of the Ice Make magic and also allow for freer creation of desired shapes.
This was true Ice Make magic!
"Ice Make: War God's Spear!"
Gray roared like a lion, and the blood-colored long spear in front of him burst forth with astonishing speed, shooting towards Caesar like a meteor.
Caesar's muscles bulged, all the magic power in his body surged out, and he opened his mouth to let out an equally deafening tiger roar.
The extremely compressed ice breath jetted out in a conical shape, freezing even the air into a solid state wherever it passed, forming a vast white mist of ice.
However, the blood-colored long spear pierced through the cold breath almost without obstruction, and its tip gradually magnified in Caesar's eyes.
By the time fear rose in Caesar's eyes, his entire body had been frozen by the blood-colored ice.
Gray stumbled two steps but forced himself to stand upright, looking at the blood-colored ice sculpture of Caesar, and laughed, "A good tombstone."
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