Floyd was five years older than Miss Feifei. Although only seventeen, he was tall and well-built and didn't look like a child at all. Miss Feifei always called on him when she wanted to do mischief, as he was more obedient than ordinary guards, and not as fearful as they were. Moreover, Floyd had been successfully promoted to a fifth-level warrior, making him a formidable figure among Miss Feifei's kin.
A compliant, capable, and free bodyguard was not to pass up.
Guided by the servant, Ge Zheng found his room and was told, "This is it, master, rest early. I'll take my leave now."
Ge Zheng hesitated at the door. Miss Feifei tightened her fists, staring nervously at Ge Zheng, hoping he would push the door open quickly.
Ge Zheng detected some residual magic power on the door. He was a bit surprised since the Duke's Manor was well-defended, but adding a magic lock to a guest room seemed unnecessary.
Though only twelve years old, Miss Feifei was a recognized prodigy magician in the city of Oba. The magical disturbance on the door was very subtle, and ordinarily, even a high-level mage might not have noticed it. But Ge Zheng, being an alchemist, was even more sensitive to magical power than ordinary magicians. With a little effort, he found two clearly visible magical traces on the door.
Suddenly, a term jumped into Ge Zheng's mind: magical trap!
Originally created to capture high-level magical creatures, magical traps were later improved by magic assassins to become even more elusive and difficult to defend against. Before moving to the mountain city, Ge Zheng had only set up one magical trap for Emma and her team.
He thought it was Pico's doing and couldn't help but smirk. That guy was really petty.
Floyd asked in a low voice, "Feifei, can your magical trap really work?" Miss Feifei stared at Ge Zheng's back, her eyes fixed on him, hopeful that he wouldn't escape its fate. Ge Zheng had noticed the trap and identified it, making it certain that he wouldn't escape its clutches.
A quick appraisal skill was enough for Ge Zheng to understand the magical trap. It was quite simple: two magical power lines connected to a magic trigger behind the door. Once the door was opened, the two magical power lines would intertwine, triggering the magic trigger and activating a pre-prepared water spell hidden in the top of the door. In other words, as soon as Ge Zheng pushed the door open, water would be poured over him.
Ge Zheng laughed as he realized it was all Petty Pico's doing.
This trick Ge Zheng had also played when he was on Earth: put a basin on the door, filled with water, and when the door was pushed, the unfortunate fellow would be drenched like a drowned rat. When Ge Zheng was eleven years old, he used this trick to tease several junior disciples.
However, no matter how you look at it, this magic trap didn't seem as "terrible" as Paracelsus described, but rather more like a prank.
Pico... wouldn't be so kind, would he?
He stood in front of the door, not entering, nor breaking the magic trap. This made Miss Feifei, hiding in the flower bed, very anxious. Due to nervousness, the little girl pouted her small mouth, widened her eyes, and subconsciously said, "Push, push, push..."
It's uncertain whether Ge Zheng really heard her "prayer," but he did reach out to push the door.
Ge Zheng's hand pressed against the door, his fingernail accidentally cutting a magic conductor. This small action was very discreet, and his body blocked Feifei's line of sight, so neither the little girl nor his follower saw it. When Ge Zheng pushed the door in, Miss Feifei was already prepared to leap up in celebration of victory. However, as expected, the water balloon did not appear from above, and Ge Zheng walked into the room unscathed, closing the door behind him.
Miss Feifei's jubilant cheer turned into a temporary "This can't be true!" Flora also did not expect this outcome, and asked in confusion, "Feifei, could it be that your magic trap failed?"
"No way, the duration of this magic trap is three days." The genius magic girl was very confident in her magical abilities, and would never think that Ge Zheng had already seen through her little scheme.
"Let's go see what's going on." Floyd said.
The two little ones sneaked out of the flower bed, hugging the wall, and quietly approached the door. Miss Feifei checked, one magic conductor was intact, and the other had changed. She followed the latter, oh no!
A water balloon fell from above, splashing onto Miss Feifei. Luckily, Floyd, who was standing aside on guard, was at a distance, and with his agile movements, escaped unscathed. But poor Miss Feifei had become a drowned rat. Her previously mischievous braids, one on each side of her head, stuck to her face like eels.
From inside the room came Ge Zheng's unrestrained laughter, Miss Feifei was in a sorry state, not only did she fail to trick others, but she was instead fooled by someone else. She pulled on Floyd, "Let's go..."
It was humiliating for the distinguished genius little witch, feared by everyone in the Lord's mansion, to be tricked by someone else! As she pushed aside the purple wisteria and fled, she set lofty goals in her heart: Ge Zheng, this lady's not done with you! A wisteria vine caught her skirt, and "ouch," the brilliant little witch kissed the ground affectionately.
Early the next morning, Ge Zheng remembered that he had to stay here for three days, so he should go and inform Dunk and the others. He reported to the grand duke, who assigned him two guards, but Ge Zheng guessed that these two were probably there to monitor him rather than protect him.
Although Ge Zheng was somewhat repulsed by this, he could understand the grand duke's mindset. After all, he had entrusted a huge secret to him, so taking some precautions was normal. So he didn't object and returned to his residence with the two men.
Outside his courtyard, under the vine, two people were lying on the stone table, one was Comms, but the other was not Dunk. Ge Zheng found it strange, and he went over and pushed Comms, "Why are you sleeping here? Who's that guy?" Comms rubbed his bloodshot eyes, his rough skin, eye bags, and red eyes could all hide his appearance. "Sir, you're back. Dunk went to make breakfast, and we were waiting for you here last night. We were tired and fell asleep here all night. Ah-choo!" he said and then suddenly sneezed, with snot running down. Ge Zheng was moved and handed him a piece of parchment to wipe his nose. The other person woke up.
Ge Zheng looked at him and felt familiar, "You are..." "Have you forgotten me? It seems that I don't need to repay my two-silver debt. I've got a good character, and I take the initiative to return to pay..." Sorgwelin was chattering away. Ge Zheng rubbed his temples, how come Comms as talkative as this man.
"I remember you now." He finally remembered that he had paid the city tax for him at the city gate, and didn't expect him to actually come to repay him.
Sorgwelin came up and patted his shoulder, "You're a good person, I've decided to follow you in the future." If not for the sake of great love, how could the most wise lord of dragons condescend to mingle with a bunch of humans and fairies? Sorgwelin thought so, but he forgot that he now appeared as a human as well. He would have to serve others, and his casual pat on the master's shoulder without respect was quite inappropriate. Comms frowned, his first thought was to drive this guy away.
The text is quite long and complex to be translated sentence by sentence. However, I will provide a summary of the entire passage in English.
The text describes the actions of a character named Ge Zheng, who is working on alchemical experiments in his laboratory. He sets up various magical defenses to protect his work and is faced with opposition from others who try to disrupt his experiments. Despite these challenges, Ge Zheng continues to work on a complex alchemical formula, facing internal doubts and external pressure. Eventually, he achieves a breakthrough and produces a mysterious item, causing a stir among those who doubted his abilities.
The narrative involves conflicts, power struggles, and the complexities of alchemical practice, all contributing to a rich and intricate story. Ge Zheng's persistence and knowledge of alchemy ultimately prove his worth, as his success challenges the expectations of those around him.
The furious accusations against Kezheng caused the alchemy master Pico to stagger and sit down on the ground with foam flying from his mouth.