I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 333

First, comb it with your hands to make sure there is no interruption, then take out the comb and slide it gently on it. If you encounter a blockage, you must not use brute force to separate it.

This kind of work requires patience. Elaina is obviously the kind of person who will not lack patience. Every move is meticulous.

Serita's hair quality is also very good. As a young lady, she has taken good care of herself in all aspects. Both her skin and hair are no different from those of a baby.

It doesn't take much effort. Serita's messy hair is tidied in two or three strokes. The soft touch is very fascinating, and it also makes Elaina's playfulness.

When she came to her senses, she tied Serita into a low ponytail, and also learned from Miss Sera downstairs to put the ponytail in front of her chest.

Just changing her hairstyle, Serita's temperament has changed a lot. The obvious childishness has faded a lot, and a touch of mature and dignified atmosphere has replaced it.

Especially for Serita herself, she actually saw some shadows of her biological mother in the mirror.

Originally, she felt very lonely when she went out alone. Seeing this familiar face, Serita was a little touched. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"You can enjoy it by yourself first. I'm downstairs. Come down for dinner as soon as possible."

The perceptive Elena noticed that Serita was a little out of control. She said in an unprecedented gentle voice, patted Serita's head and went downstairs.

It was an hour later when Serita sorted out her mood and went downstairs. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the poor child's eyes are a little red.

Elena was in no mood to care about the child at the moment. He was already overwhelmed by the things in his hands.

"Elena, what are you doing?"

This appearance attracted Serita's attention. After all, Elena was sitting on the other side of the table at the moment, and there were all kinds of books on the table.

Elaina scribbled on it from time to time with a pen, and occasionally scratched her head because she had no idea, looking quite exhausted.

Although they had only known each other for a few days, it was really refreshing to see Elaina like this. In Serita's eyes, he had always been a very confident and calm person, and rarely lost his temper like this group now.

"In... dealing with the courses left over from the alchemy class, does Sally understand that I have just started? Assigning me such a difficult homework, isn't it a bit too high for me?"

Elaina complained while explaining. As a student, it is worth being happy to be valued by the teacher.

But Sally's requirements for Elaina were a bit too high. Elaina had just figured out what alchemy was and could do some basic mixing.

On the other side, Elaina was given a difficult homework directly. All kinds of alchemy materials with violent reactions were sent to him early in the morning, so that he could complete the configuration of the strong potion as soon as possible.

Elena couldn't refuse, because according to the letter Sally sent, as long as she finished this project, she could learn about magic circle engraving.

"Sorry, Serita, I'm busy today and can only give you a day off. Don't force yourself to go out hunting, just walk around and kill time."

In order to calm down and complete the project, Elena had to force a day out. After all, it would not be completed in a short time, and Elena couldn't take care of taking Serita out to experience the life of an adventurer.

"I didn't expect that Elena would actually go to study..."

"What do you mean, are you calling me a fool who can't use my brain?"

"No, no, no, I don't mean that, it's just that Elena, you give me a very mature feeling, not someone who is willing to commit to learning under other teachers, you see, the strong are always a little arrogant, right?"

Serita waved her hand and explained that after these few days of getting along, Elena looked like the teachers at home in her eyes.

They are capable and mature, but they are even more unwilling to accept the advice of others than young people. They think they are no worse than others and are unwilling to accept the guidance of others.

There are even some extreme people who unilaterally think that they are the only one who is right and that others are unreliable.

Elaina gave her a similar feeling. She was the type who would show contempt for people with incompetence and would not listen to a word others said.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am only the same age as you. Is it strange that I would accept the guidance of others like you?"

Elaina was not happy about this.To put it bluntly, his goal at the beginning was to become a student of alchemy, and being a practical class teacher could only be considered a part-time job at best.

"Elena, are you the same age as me?!"

What she didn't expect was that Elena's words made Serita so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. She never dreamed that Elena would be the same age.

"What else? What age do you think I look like?"

Serita's exaggerated reaction made Elena speechless. She subconsciously touched her face. It was as delicate as ever. No matter how much she thought, she shouldn't look old.

"No... that... but..."

Serita didn't know what to say. In fact, she was not wrong. Elena was much older than her.

But that was only older than her in psychology and soul. Elena's body was even younger than Serita's.

"Is it you, Elena, the reincarnation of some old monster?"

"You are the one! Don't disturb me from studying, go out and play by yourself!"

Irina drove Serita out in a bad mood. She was the daughter of a big family, why did she speak so irritatingly?

What is the reincarnation of an old monster? Even in her previous life, Elena was only in her early thirties, and she was far from an old monster.

On the other side, holding her aching buttocks, Serita walked out of the hotel in a mess. What Elena didn't notice was that Serita had a full bag on her waist.

It stands to reason that a child of Serita's age would be very happy to be given a day off to rest, but today she seemed to be a little worried.

After walking a few steps outside, she turned back nervously to look at the door of the hotel. She looked guilty as if she was going to do something bad, and her expression also seemed to be hiding something from others.

But now no one can stop her. Serita came to the street alone to solve something that she had been concerned about since yesterday. This was about whether she could have a handy weapon.