Who says the Magic Cyber ​​Police can't overthrow the Heavenly Gang?

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She stroked the slingshot, thought for a moment, engraved Latis's name on it, and then nodded in satisfaction, saying:

“Our city lord deserves to have his own slingshot.”

……

……

"Could you perform that again? That one..."

Latis looked at Orianna's mischievous expression, rubbed his forehead speechlessly, took a deep breath, and said:

"I accidentally shrunk myself while experimenting with magic, but I've forgotten exactly how I constructed the magic runes. Lady Oriana, please help me analyze the magical effects on my body."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Orianna couldn't help but laugh out loud. She jumped up from the sofa, walked to the magic crystal ball, placed her hand on it, and looked at Latis.

Latis slowly exhaled. Just when he thought Orianna was going to use the crystal ball to trace the magical traces from last night to help with the analysis, he found that the image on the crystal ball had been magnified to this point, and Orianna began to take pictures of him with the image-capturing spell while rotating the crystal ball back and forth.

"..."

Latis was taken aback, then quickly stood up and asked:

"Wait a minute, Lady Oriana, what are you doing?"

"I'm taking notes, aren't I?"

Orianna said matter-of-factly:

"Keep cutting and storing the images from this period into the crystal ball, and at the same time stuff countless photos into it each time you cut. This way, even if you later upgrade to the ninth ring or even higher level, you will not be able to delete all the photos."

"Holy crap..."

Latis immediately clutched his head in frustration and shouted:

"Lady Orianna, how can you be so disrespectful to your elders!"

"Hahaha... Okay, okay, I'm not kidding you anymore."

Orianna rarely showed a genuine smile when facing the Titans. She stopped what she was doing, flicked her finger, and held up a magic notebook that was already automatically writing in front of her. She said, feigning calmness:

"I have recorded the residual magical energy fluctuations on your body. I estimate that it will take half a day to analyze them. Let your parents take you home first. The spell should be lifted tonight."

"What parents?"

Latis scratched his head in bewilderment, then suddenly realized something and turned to look at the half-elf who had appeared at the door behind him.

"Ahem..." The half-elf tried hard to keep a straight face, but her swaying ear tips betrayed her joyful mood. She couldn't help but gently pat her face, squat down, stretch out her arms, and said with a light smile:

"Big brother, shall we go home first?"

“Miss Elf was choosing a commission at the association, so I had the receptionist bring her up.” Orianna smiled again without any pretense, waved her hand, and laughed, saying, “You’re welcome. It’s what I should do. It’s just looking after a child.”

"..."

Latis's mind raced for a few seconds before he calmly gave Orianna the middle finger, then turned to Ateliers, his expression suddenly hardening.

"Big brother, big brother~ come on~"

Arte chuckled and waved.

"Hey, what are you doing? I can walk by myself..."

Latis sighed helplessly and reluctantly walked up to Arte, who then happily picked him up in her arms.

"Then we'll head home now, Lady Oriana."

The half-elf smiled and waved to Orianna, then lightly stepped out of the room.

Orianna watched the half-elf's retreating figure, her smile slowly fading, leaving only a barely perceptible curve at the corner of her lips, as she softly murmured:

"If we could relive the hopes we had as teenagers, perhaps we wouldn't have never seen each other again... Time really flies."

……

……

"Quack! I don't want to see everyone!"

Latis, heartbroken, clung to the vines binding him and cried out to Atelius before him:

"Ate, if I go back like this, won't I lose all my authority? What if everyone thinks I'm unreliable?!"

"Huh? Big brother, you actually think that way?!"

Artemis turned around in shock to look at Latis, then couldn't help but step forward, pinch his cheek, and say:

"What on earth are you thinking, bro!"

"W-what's wrong..." Latis felt guilty under Artina's serious expression, which was like a neighbor scolding a child. He grabbed Artina's hand and couldn't help but ask:

"Isn't this a perfectly normal thought...? If a man shows a childish side, people will think he's unreliable or something..."

Ateliers paused, her brows furrowing slightly. She stared at Latis for a long time, then, as if suddenly remembering something, smiled gently and said:

"How about this, brother? I'll use my disguise technique to help you dress up a bit. You can pretend to be a junior apprentice at our Herod Academy and stay at home for an afternoon until Lady Oriana finishes her analysis, okay?"

"Is this so..."

Latis hesitated for a moment, looking at the half-elf's blinking eyes. For some reason, a feeling of being tricked arose in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what it was for the moment, so he simply nodded and said:

"Then you'd better disguise yourself well..."

"Great!" A triumphant smile appeared on the half-elf's face as he grabbed Latis's face with both hands and used a disguise spell.

……

……

"Ah... I can finally relax and wait..."

Latis touched his round face, which had been manipulated by Arte, put his hands behind his head, and lay leisurely on the roof, gazing at the sky with his eyes open.

"I've been too busy lately, I didn't even realize that Lundia's magical surge period was over..."

He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, which were unusually clear and not shrouded in magical mist, and couldn't help but yawn.

"Speaking of which, I heard that after the magic surge period ends, Lundia will start selecting mages who have made good progress during the surge for focused training. I wonder if Herod Academy will be able to get some enrollment spots... I haven't been paying attention to the situation at home for a while, I'll have to ask about it later..."

That's what he said, but the sunlight made him a little drowsy. He had wanted to perk up and ask Ate before he forgot about it, but then he realized that it wouldn't be convenient to ask directly now that he was already disguised, so he had to give up the idea.

"Never mind, I'll wait until tonight... For now... I'll just consider it catching up on sleep..."

Latis yawned again and slowly closed his eyes.

Indeed, it was only when you were a child that you had the privilege of falling asleep anytime, anywhere.

Back in the day, he would wake up in the morning, take a nap, and sleep until the adults came home in the evening, making people exclaim that the god of sleep was alive.

I can't quite recall those memories anymore.

The only or one of the two times I celebrated Children's Day when I was a child, there are no records of it, and now when I think about it, it seems a bit like a hallucination.

Is this a confusion with memories of spring outings? But spring outings are in spring, while Children's Day is in summer...

Oh well, anyway, there were no more spring outings or Children's Day in the end.

……

A shadow blocked the sun from Latis's body. He groggily opened his eyes, looked at the shadow above him, and murmured:

"Is it dark already...? So fast..."

"No, the sun is still very bright!"

Serfal's voice came from beside him. Latis sat up and realized that the red dragon was lying on the roof with her wings spread wide. It was her wings that had blocked the sun, making Latis think it was dark.

“Ser…” Latis began, but then immediately realized what he was doing and quickly changed his question:

"Red Dragon... Sister, what are you doing here?"

Serfael seemed to be hearing the term "sister" for the first time, and couldn't help but shudder, making a few incoherent noises before saying:

"Serfal is sunbathing! When we went back to the dragon's lair before, the old dragons complained that Serfal was several shades lighter and called him a lazy dragon who never exercises, so Serfal sunbathes every day now!"

"Oh...what a boring thing."

Latis was having a hard time holding back and couldn't help but complain:

"Those old dragons are really something, they don't care if you're black or white, what does it matter!"

"Actually, Serfal doesn't care either!"

The red dragon cackled, flapped its wings, and said smugly:

"Mainly because Arte sees the dragons bored and drags them to the production line workshop to grind grain! Grinding grain is really too troublesome, so the clever Serfal just uses sunbathing as a way to get away with it!"

"..."

Latis wanted to say that Arte was just teasing the red dragon, but after thinking about it, she decided to let the red dragon sunbathe, so that she wouldn't be bored and fly around everywhere in the afternoon, scaring people unconscious with her dragon might.

"Young apprentice, why are you hiding in the shade instead of getting some sun? The sun is shining so brightly today, and you're already on the roof, why don't you just soak up some sun!"

Serfael's question made Latis's forehead crease with annoyance. He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to retort, and calmly said:

"You're right... that makes so much sense, how come I didn't think of that... I should have sunbathed and then taken a nap..."

"The clever Serfal has solved another puzzle for someone else; the dragon is truly overjoyed!"

Serfar happily flapped his dragon wings.

"Is this how you use this word...?"

Latis sighed helplessly. Seeing that Serfal was already lost in his own world, he shook his head and climbed down the ladder from the roof.

"It's still early, what should we do..."

He walked to the middle of the courtyard, looked around, and suddenly noticed Frico walking anxiously down the path. He instinctively went to meet her and smiled:

"Freiko... Sister, uh, is there anything I can help you with?"

"...Huh? Whose kid is this? Do you recognize me?"

Frico's anxious expression vanished instantly. She knelt down, patted Latis's head, and said with a smile:

"Auntie just wants to borrow a plant guard from Lady Ateliers. The sunflowers in the flower field are ready to be seeded, and she wants to take a pot of them during the afternoon break to process them quickly so they can be eaten as a snack in the evening."

"...Oh, I thought it was something serious."