Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 612 Cultivation Method

The slightly chilly morning air wafted through the half-open window, but it did nothing to dispel the lingering heat on Tang Zijun's cheeks.

He sat behind the large city lord's desk, a thick map of the city's defenses and a list of supplies laid out before him. A quill pen hovered in his hand, its tip hovering above the inkwell for a full quarter of an hour. A small stain of ink had formed on the expensive parchment, but he remained oblivious.

What lingered in his mind was not the cold numbers or the complex city defense structure, but the soft, smooth touch of last night, the hot, rapid breathing, the suppressed yet agonizing moans, and those eyes that shone with an astonishing cunning and passion in the darkness... Everything that belonged to Qin Nan, like the most stubborn phantom, flashed back again and again in the moments when he closed his eyes or was lost in thought, carrying with it the indescribable thrill of tasting forbidden fruit for the first time and a strong sense of guilt that almost overwhelmed him.

Tang Zijun rubbed her temples in frustration, trying to banish those alluring images, but what followed was Tan Zhixin's beautiful, concerned face. "Hoo..." Tang Zijun exhaled heavily, as if trying to expel the tightness and chaos in her chest.

He simply tossed aside the quill pen, forcibly fixing his attention on the city defense map in front of him, his fingers unconsciously tapping the table, making a dull "tap-tap" sound, trying to fill the chaos in his heart with this mechanical action.

The reconstruction of Black City, the reinforcement of fortifications, the resettlement of those relocated... these pressing practical problems became the best way for him to divert his attention. Just then...

The shadowy corner next to the desk, like water ripples silently spreading after a pebble has been thrown in.

The deep shadows surged and shaped upwards like a living thing, instantly coalescing into Scáthach's tall, elegant figure, clad in shadow armor. The moment she stood still, her eerie purple eyes landed precisely on Tang Zijun's face, a face etched with weariness, embarrassment, and a lingering, suspicious blush. "Heh heh." A light laugh, undisguised and brimming with mockery and knowing knowing, escaped from beneath Scáthach's mask.

The laughter sounded particularly clear and jarring in the quiet morning office.

next moment.

The water glass came whistling through the air, accompanied by the sound of the wind.

However, Scáthach simply turned slightly to the side, as gracefully as if in a dance.

Brush one

The water glass grazed her shoulder armor, tracing a path through the air before landing steadily in her hand, not a drop of water spilled. Scáthach calmly held the glass, leisurely dusting off non-existent dust from her ornate shadow shoulder armor. Her deep purple gaze returned to Tang Zijun, whose face had turned pale with anger, the mischievousness and knowing look in her eyes undiminished.

"Getting angry out of embarrassment?" Her voice carried a hint of lazy teasing, like a cat toying with its prey. "That's not like the demeanor of a composed deity." Tang Zijun sprang from his chair like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, an indescribable embarrassment and anger surging like flames, his chest heaving violently. He glared at Scáthach, his teeth grinding. "You...you last night..."

"Last night?" Scáthach gracefully walked to her desk, her fingertips lightly tracing the edge of the drawings on the surface, her tone as casual as if discussing the weather. "Oh, you mean that energetic wind elemental magic girl? Hmm. She's very talented, isn't she?"

She raised her head, her deep purple eyes looking directly into Tang Zijun's eyes, which gleamed with undisguised admiration.

"I merely offered her some pointers when she expressed a certain 'strong desire,' on how to more effectively unleash her magic, how to use her talents to achieve her goals, and how to learn more advanced magic."

Scáthach's tone became lighthearted, with a hint of schadenfreude.

"For example... how to precisely control the airflow, perfectly eliminate fluctuations in smell, sound, and even life force, and infiltrate the core area of ​​the target like a true master of shadows." (This is clearly referring to Tang Zijun's infiltration.) "And for example... at crucial moments, a little 'assistance' and 'courage' are needed, or you could say, the determination to 'burn the boats'?" (Referring to instigating Qin Nan's night raid.) She leaned forward slightly, making no attempt to hide her wicked smile.

"It turns out that she has a strong learning ability, and the practical results are quite 'satisfactory', hmm? What did you think of the 'teaching results' last night, Lord City Lord?" Tang Zijun's pen broke in two.

"Scáthach!" Tang Zijun practically spat out the name through gritted teeth, veins bulging on her forehead. An unprecedented urge to summon her wolf rider belt and have a good "reasoning" with this ancient god surged within her. Scáthach, facing Tang Zijun's almost fiery gaze, simply straightened her body gracefully, letting out an even louder, more unrestrained laugh, full of wicked triumph. But she didn't go too far. Seeing that Tang Zijun was starting to lose her temper, she placed a stack of parchment on the table. "...What's this?" Tang Zijun glanced at her, suppressing her urge to fight, and asked slowly.

"Knight's Breathing Technique and Body Tempering Technique." Scáthach pushed the parchment forward. "I've removed many tedious steps. These are the general versions, similar to a multiplication table, which anyone can learn, and they're very effective." "So fast?" Tang Zijun raised an eyebrow and quickly picked up the parchment to read it.

The cultivation methods on the parchment are not complicated, and most normal people can try to learn them. The only difficulty is rote memorization and perseverance. As Scáthach said, this thing is indeed like the multiplication table. It is difficult to learn at first, but once you learn it, you will never forget it and it will be of great help.

Hearing Tang Zijun's surprised words, Scáthach merely curled her lips into a smile. "This is just the most basic stuff. I was going to teach it to you last night, but you seemed... a little busy?" Tang Zijun suddenly stood up.

"you!"

"If it weren't for me, how many people do you think would have heard those sounds of pleasure last night?"

Tang Zijun sat back down in her chair.

He quickly glanced at the cultivation method in his hand. "Can this be publicized? If it's really as you say, that anyone can learn it, then it should be usable in the real world too, right?" "You want the people from the Demon Surveillance Bureau to learn it too?" Seeing Tang Zijun change the subject, Scáthach smiled and didn't expose him, but answered instead. "Unfortunately, that's impossible. Without the gods, the environment of the real world is no longer suitable for human cultivation. Perhaps you could select a few people to try in the Tree Crown Royal City; there is a good cultivation environment there." Take a few people to the Tree Crown Royal City to cultivate?

This makes it seem like that place is some kind of paradise.

"Let's forget about it for now." Tang Zijun shook her head. The threats facing the real world are not great right now. With the help of dark weapons, the agents are already qualified to fight against the Outer Demons. As for stronger enemies, let's leave that to the magical girls.

There aren't many experience monsters in the real world to begin with. If they're all taken by the ordinary people in the Magic Bureau, how will the magical girls improve? Are they supposed to be dragged to the dream world to level up? A moment later, Glundor, having received the message, knocked on the door and came in.

Upon seeing the cultivation method provided by Scáthach, Gloriand immediately understood its purpose. At the same time, she was extremely excited. This was a cultivation method from a knight lord that she could never have dreamed of before. When would she, a mere mercenary, be able to possess something that was firmly held by nobles?

But now, not only her, but even an ordinary person who can read can learn this cultivation method. This is something that will absolutely shock everyone. However, as surprised as she was, Gloriand had not forgotten another reason why she came here.

"Sir, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Do you remember that Herrscher from the Church of Storms?" Gloland asked softly. "She arrived in Black City this morning, saying she wanted to visit you and Heri, and is currently resting at the reception area."