leonardwarren Chapter 248 : Could You Restrain Yourself a Bit?
Chapter 248 : Could You Restrain Yourself a Bit?
Erwin had moved his wicker chair outside, placing it under the big tree beside the house.He was lying in the wicker chair, enjoying the sunlight filtering through the leaves while casually puffing on his pipe.
Suddenly seeing Celitia walking in with several people, Erwin was startled and immediately flustered, hurrying to hide his pipe behind his back.
The unextinguished pipe touched his clothes behind him, burning Erwin so he cried out.
"Ouch!"
Celitia: "..."
This stinking old man really wouldn't listen!
What was the point of hiding the pipe—she had already seen it!!
Looking at Ariel again, she also had an expression of being at a loss for words.
The Sword Saint who was famous across the continent fifty years ago turned out to be such a flustered, clumsy old man.
Ariel felt like her mental filter was somewhat shattered.
Erwin threw the pipe onto the wicker chair, patted the ash from his hands, and stood up with an apologetic smile:
"Oh my, girl and Shanie, you brought friends again?"
Celitia was still angry, glaring at him and deliberately not responding.
Shanie didn't notice so much, happily approaching: "Teacher, you're awake? Did you eat lunch properly?"
"I ate, I ate." Erwin said with a laugh. "Speaking of which, it was quite noisy outside this morning, with many people rushing to watch the excitement. Did something happen?"
"There was indeed a bit of an incident. I'll tell you in detail when there's time."
Shanie scratched her head, stepping aside. "Let me first introduce my other two friends."
"Mm, my good disciple's friends are indeed all energetic and beautiful young ladies!"
Erwin was praising them when his gaze fell on the tallest woman with deep red hair among the four, and his voice couldn't help but falter.
Then he heard Shanie introduce: "This is the Saintess of our church, Ariel."
Looking again at Celitia standing calmly beside Ariel, Erwin's expression became somewhat indescribable.
"Senior Erwin, hello!"
Toward this former Sword Saint who had once been famous across the continent, Ariel held sincere respect from the bottom of her heart.
Even if he was her mortal enemy's teacher, it was no exception.
"Hello, Miss Ariel."
Facing Ariel, Erwin was also polite.
How could he not be polite? If this person got angry, she could blow his little house away!
Celitia completely didn't notice the atmosphere between the two that was polite to the point of being strange, her gaze only falling on the wicker chair behind Erwin.
"Pick up the pipe," Celitia said coldly without giving any face. "Be careful it doesn't start a fire and burn your wicker chair, then burn down your yard and house along with it!"
"Oh, oh, okay, I understand."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Erwin obediently picked up the pipe, closed the lid, and extinguished the fire inside.
Ariel's eyelid twitched, and her gaze toward Celitia couldn't help but take on some peculiar color.
The dignified former Sword Saint was being ordered around by her like this, yet he was so obedient.
What kind of relationship did Celitia have with Erwin?
While Ariel was thinking, Celitia began feeling a bit guilty.
Although she didn't think Ariel could see through her identity, she really should be more careful in front of her.
If she was really recognized, with her current frail little body, she couldn't withstand even one punch from her.
Erwin put away his pipe, dragging the wicker chair as he greeted the four:
"Come, come, let's chat inside and have some snacks."
Shanie quickly rushed forward: "Let me help you pull the chair!"
Just as Celitia was about to follow them inside, suddenly her right hand was grasped.
"Wait a moment."
Ariel's voice rang beside her, and Celitia's heart immediately jumped, unconsciously becoming nervous.
She forcibly steadied her facial expression and turned to look at Ariel: "What's wrong?"
Moving closer to Celitia, Ariel reached out and gently picked off a fallen leaf that was stuck to her head.
Then she smoothed her long hair, gathering all the scattered strands at her temples behind her ear.
"Nothing," Ariel said softly. "I just saw you were distracted and didn't even notice when a leaf fell on your head."
"Oh... thank you." Only then did Celitia sigh in relief.
It really was because of Erwin's several tests that made her a bit sensitive.
Ariel wasn't as familiar with her as Erwin was, so no matter how she thought about it, there was no way Ariel could recognize her.
Thinking this, Celitia relaxed again.
The five people walked into the house together, filling the small house to capacity.
"Come, come, children, eat something. This is what Shanie bought back this morning—I haven't even touched it yet."
Erwin unceremoniously ordered his two disciples around: "Girl, and Shanie, go make tea for the guests."
Celitia felt guilty and couldn't help glaring at Erwin:
In front of my old rival, could you not act so familiar? What if we're exposed?!
Erwin innocently spread his hands: That's your own debt—what does it have to do with this old man?
Celitia was helpless, silently standing up and obediently going to help Shanie prepare tea.
"Miss Ariel," Erwin proactively spoke up. "How is Joan doing?"
Not expecting to hear her teacher's name from Erwin's mouth, Ariel immediately became a bit excited:
"Do you know my teacher, Senior Erwin?"
"Of course I know her," Erwin chuckled. "When we were both young and hot-blooded, we were teammates."
"So teacher had such a past!" Ariel looked up with respect.
Erwin said curiously: "What, Joan never told you about this?"
"No, this is the first time I've heard of it," Ariel nodded shamefully. "I didn't even know she knew you..."
"It seems Joan never mentioned me," Erwin laughed heartily, casually waving his hand. "Forget it, forget it. After all, what happened back then is long past."
Benita perked up her ears keenly: "There's a story?"
"Nothing much, just some boring adventure stories. Do you want to hear them?"
Erwin picked some interesting tales to tell Ariel and Benita.
He told them vividly, making even Ariel unable to suppress her laughter.
Celitia walked over with a stern face, carrying several cups of steaming black tea, placing them one by one in front of everyone.
"I say, girl," Erwin glanced at her. "Don't always be angry—it's bad for your health."
Erwin was better off not mentioning it—once he did, Celitia became even more unhappy, rolling her eyes dramatically at him:
"You still have the nerve to say that? If you didn't make me angry, how would I be angry? I'm telling you, my health has never been good. Next time you make me angry, I'll faint right in front of you!"