Mavis had long since found information about the Tenrou Jade in the village library.
She was kind by nature and naturally couldn't bear the thought of innocent people outside being harmed because of the Tenrou Jade.
She hadn't mentioned it before because everyone on the island, including Weston, was busy rebuilding their home. They had no time, energy, or ability to deal with this matter.
Now that Weston had brought it up, she took the matter to heart again.
"Weston, what is this magic you said you were going to teach us?"
"Well... it's definitely a magic a hundred times more suitable and powerful than what you're practicing now!"
Saying that, Weston extended his hands towards the two of them.
The two girls were stunned for a moment, then reacted, hurriedly placing their own hands on top of his.
Super Archive: Information Implant, Activate!
Instantly, a massive amount of magic power erupted from Weston's body, surging towards Mavis and Zera like a landslide or tsunami.
"Ahhh—!!!"
"Ughhh—!!!"
The file being transmitted was simply too large!
Although Weston had lowered the transmission rate as much as possible to minimize the girls' pain.
But the operation of instilling memories still stimulated them so much that their bodies trembled, their eyes rolled back, saliva drooled, and they even uncontrollably shouted out.
Fortunately, Weston had pulled the two of them far away early on, so he didn't disturb the other students who were sensing magic power.
After a long while, the information implant ended.
Mavis and Zera collapsed weakly on the ground, their eyes spiraling, stars circling their heads, their bodies soaked in sweat.
Under the impact of that massive magical information, their bodies' self-protection mechanisms were forced to activate, causing both of them to faint.
"Hiss..."
"It's not good for outsiders to see them like this. I'd better take them home to rest first."
Weston hoisted the two onto his back and quickly carried them back to their small home.
Then he called the auntie who lived next door to help bathe them, change them into clean clothes, and carry them to bed to rest.
After finishing everything, he returned to the school.
Half an hour later.
Mavis and Zera woke up groggily.
"My head hurts..."
"Strange, why are we here? What happened before?"
The two girls sat up, looking at each other, slightly bewildered.
A few seconds later.
"Ah! I remember!"
Zera screamed: "Weston seemed to say he wanted to teach us new magic, and then... because the transmitted magical information was too massive, I don't know when I fainted."
Mavis was still dizzy, but with Zera's reminder, the previous memories gradually surfaced: "I remember too. What time is it now?"
"I don't know, but it shouldn't have been too long. Anyway, we have to get back to the school..."
Zera shook her head and jumped off the bed.
But that jump made her realize something was wrong.
The next moment, her neck and face turned red hot at a visible speed, like a super-powered kettle, and white steam puffed out from the top of her head with pfft pfft sounds.
"Ahhh!!"
"My clothes!!"
The scream was so loud it could shake the heavens and earth, causing the ceiling of the small house to jump.
"Zera, what's wrong?"
"Ah, our clothes... seem to be different from before?"
Mavis looked at the clothes on her body back and forth a few times and found that they had indeed been changed.
Not only were they changed, but they were changed into her favorite clothes, clean and tidy, extremely comfortable to wear.
A light bulb went off in her small head, and she immediately thought of the answer: "I think Weston must have changed them for us when he brought us back."
"Because I vaguely remember sweating a lot before I fainted?"
"Then, while I was asleep, I also seemed to feel someone bathing me and changing my clothes..."
Seeing Mavis's innocent and ignorant look, Zera gritted her teeth in anger, mourning her lack of fight and resenting her misfortune: "Idiot! Do you know what this means?!"
"What?"
"It means... damn it, I don't even know how to explain it to you!"
"Anyway, that pervert Weston, I definitely won't forgive him!"
A few minutes later, Zera put on her shoes and dragged Mavis storming into the school.
As soon as they arrived at the playground, they saw Weston surrounded by several little girls and big sisters, chatting and laughing freely: "So, using this posture has a certain probability of sensing magic power faster, but the specifics vary from person to person..."
Seeing this scene, Zera became even more furious.
The magic power in her body surged uncontrollably, and she instantly seemed to be draped in a coat of red and black flames.
"Weston!!"
The roar from behind made Weston stop his movements.
Turning around to see Zera and Mavis, joy appeared on his face: "Oh?! You're awake, just in time..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he saw Zera execute a flying kick.
In his vision.
The girl's petite body was now like a flame cannonball, shooting towards him!
"Go to hell!!"
Accompanied by a roar, the flame cannonball hit the bullseye!
"Pfft—!!!"
Weston's body instantly bent into a "<" shape, saliva spraying everywhere. Then, like a blade of grass in the wind, he was violently pushed back more than ten meters!
Crack crackle pop bang...
The powerful force made Weston feel like his body was a rag, scraping a long trail on the ground.
Thud!
Finally, his body stopped moving.
Everyone looked up and saw Weston lying on the ground in a "dai" (大) shape. His hairstyle was completely messed up, with a few green weeds stuck in it. His clothes and pants were stained with a lot of mud, there were several small holes torn in them, and he had lost one shoe.
He looked wretched, too horrible to look at.
"Wh... why..."
Weston stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds overhead, his eyes full of confusion.
The little girls surrounding Weston were dumbfounded;
The classmates sitting nearby struggling to sense magic particles were also dumbfounded;
Even Mavis, who had followed Zera and still didn't understand why Zera was so angry, was dumbfounded.
Only Zera stood proudly on the ground, as if she had finally vented her anger.
The air was silent for two seconds.
"Boss—ah no, the Master was kicked flying!!"
"Damn barbarian girl, what are you doing?!"
Zera turned her head abruptly, her two ponytails swinging behind her head. She looked at the little boy who called her "barbarian girl," her eyes incredibly fierce.
"What did you call me?!"
The boy flinched instantly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead: "No... nothing..."
Forced by Zera's tyranny, the group of children were all trembling with fear. Those who originally wanted to go over and help Weston up to check his injuries also vanished without a trace in an instant.