My Home is Not a Magical Creature Farm

by Usui Takumii

not mine, exiledrebelsscanlations. Beware Bl.

2. 11 to 20

"Mr. Augusta, there is something I have which is hard to say. I hope I can get your permission…"

That afternoon, Kyfayar came to Augusta's study, anxious and in distress. He looked nervous as if he were afraid that his request would offend the great magician and he would be swept out of the house.

Augusta, with a book in his hand, turned a page without looking at him. "Do you want pocket money?" He asked him casually.

Kyfayar froze.

"What's so hard to say. How much do you want? Or I'll leave the shopping to you. It used to be done by Quentina. You can keep the rest of the money."

"No! My Lord! How could you think so?!" Kyfayar felt it was incredulous, "I don't want money!"

Augusta propped his left elbow on the desk and supported his forehead.

"What do you want?"

"I want to take a few days off."

"Why?"

Kyfayar's face turned red. "Because the next few days are special days once a month for me. I have a little personal trouble to deal with…"

The magician put down his book and squinted at the werewolf. "Why don't you just say 'the night of the full moon is here'? Why are you talking about it like it's a woman's period?"

"… For us, it's almost the same as the, a period!"

Augusta remembered what Cavaldien said in his letter, 'If you can handle this kid's monthly troubles, I promise he'll be the perfect house guard.' Oh, the monthly trouble was here so soon. No wonder Kyfayar and Quentina got along well. Werewolves and women shared something in common.

"What are you going to do?" He asked, "Well, I'm neither a werewolf nor a woman. I don't know what to do with your 'once a month special days'."

"I want to find another place to spend the days before and after the full moon. At the full moon, I'll transform uncontrollably, and," Kyfayar said sheepishly, "During the full moon, I'll… I'm impulsive, fanatical, and more aggressive… If I stay in this house, I'm afraid I'll hurt you." He took a peek at Augusta for fear that the other would get angry.

Augusta smiled instead of being angry. "You? Hurt me — Master Augusta?" He let out a snort from his nose.

"I know you are powerful, sir, but you have to admit that there is always a chance something will happen. I can't stay here at any risk of hurting you."

"Where are you going on the full moon night?"

Kyfayar thought with his head tilted. "There's a forest nearby, and I can stay in it. If I can get more contact with nature when changing, I will feel more comfortable."

Augusta imagined Kyfayar running freely in the boundless forest, grabbing vines and swinging among the towering branches, thumping his chest and making a cry of, "Oo, oo, oo…"

Can I still say 'no'? The magician sighed. "Of course, of course, no problem," he replied wearily. "I'll give you three days off. You can go anywhere." 1

"Thank you, sir! I'm going to leave tonight, but you can be rest assured that I'll get everything arranged before I leave!"

Kyfayar meant to give Augusta a piece of paper after dinner with detailed instructions for Augusta's three meals a day for the next three days, as well as placing specific instructions on the refrigerator, saying how long the food needed to be in the microwave before being eaten. Augusta appreciated Kyfayar's thoughtfulness, then promptly crumpled the note into a ball.

"Kyfayar, I'm not an idiot." He told the werewolf, "I know what to eat and how to use the microwave. How do you think I survived before you came to my house? Did you think it was by cutting my thighs every day?"

"Wasn't Miss Quentina feeding you every three days?"

Augusta threw the ball of paper at Kyfayar, and Kyfayar went scurrying away.

"Get out of here! Get out now! I don't want to see you in front of me for the next three days!"

"Yes, yes, yes, sir!" Kyfayar ran to the front door and opened it, but remembered something and closed the door again.

"What are you doing?" Augusta asked, puzzled to see him return.

The young werewolf took off his coat and showed off his strong upper body. He tossed his hair, folded the clothes neatly, and put them on the floor.

"Ai, ai, stop!" Augusta yelled, "Why are you undressing?"

Kyfayar put his hands around his waist and stopped unzipping his pants, "Ah? Because I'll tear my clothes when I change. I don't want to ruin such good material." He rubbed his nose with his forefinger and added in a low voice, "You chose it for me, my lord." He took off his trousers and his underwear, which left him completely naked.

Augusta covered his eyes in frustration. "Damn it, you don't have to take it off in front of me! Can't you go out and find a place to do it?"

Kyfayar turned boldly to the magician, with no intention of covering up his bare and important parts. "What if the clothes get stolen outside?! We are all men. You also have something I have. I'm not afraid to be seen by you. Besides, everyone was born with nothing on. Isn't it good to be honest with each other?"

What an idiot! What strange customs do you have in the werewolf society?! You are not afraid to be seen by me, but I don't want to see you!

"It's dark and nobody's here, get out of here! I don't want to be gossiped about in the paper with people saying, 'person running naked near his house'."

"Okay!" Kyfayar was full of confidence. "Please don't worry. I'll leave for three days. If there is an emergency, you can ask Miss Quentina!"

"I said get out of here!"

Finally, Kyfayar said good night to Augusta and happily left out the door. Augusta didn't know whether Kyfayar was happy because he would be able to transform or that he was getting rid of him? It should not be the latter… I hope it's not the latter.

He looked at Kyfayar's neatly arranged pile of clothes, and then glanced at the empty room. Kyfayar was not there. He felt that there was something missing in the room, which made him feel a little lonely. He walked around in a few circles, picked up the ball of paper that had been written by Kyfayar, unfolded it, and pasted the crumpled note in the kitchen.

The next day, Augusta got out of bed as usual. After washing, he came to the kitchen and found that there was no one there. According to past experience, at this time the table should have a hot breakfast. It immediately occurred to him that Kyfayar had asked for leave. He had to arrange his own breakfast. Well, although it had been less than a month since the werewolf came home, he had become completely used to the days when Kyfayar served him. Without him, Augusta was not at ease.

He took the milk, eggs, fruits, and vegetables from the fridge, following Kyfayar's 'First day breakfast' note. Then he heard a bang on the window. The kitchen had a window that opened out. Augusta pushed open the window and the unicorn thief came in.

"Augusta, did you hear anything suspicious last night?" He asked, "It's coming from the direction of the forest, like a wolf howling. It's strange since there have never been wolves in our area. Did some wolves migrate here? Or is it a harbinger of disaster? It is said that before an earthquake, all animals will react in an abnormal manner…"

No, I think you are still quite normal now. Augusta took a carrot from his breakfast and fed it to the unicorn. The unicorn readily accepted it.

"You may have heard Kyfayar." He said, "He took a day off yesterday and went to the forest to prepare for the full moon night. You know, a werewolf, the full moon, the call of the wild…"

The unicorn gasped, "You mean he's going to, has already, become an ugly, evil, bloodthirsty and cruel werewolf?"

"…You can remove the long list of attributes in front of the word werewolf." Augusta broke an egg and put it in a frying pan.

"That's terrible!" The unicorn screamed, and the sound even overshadowed the crackling of the fried eggs, "You have such a terrible pet! Augusta, I'll take care of you after all. In the end, you are a small, humble and fragile human being. As a higher creature, I need to protect the weak like you to maintain the diversity of the earth's biosphere — but I don't want to take care of the terrifying, monsterous werewolf!"

Kyfayar must think the same about you! You're lucky the noble you has not yet been kicked to death by my humble foot! I really want to thank you for your noble self!

"If you don't want to, you don't have to look after Kyfayar. He is an adult and can take care of himself."

"Oh, it's so hard to be a man!" The unicorn made a high pitched cry, which was not like normal speech but more like singing, "Do I have to choose between personal feelings and justice in the world? Is it to follow the call of the heart, or to sacrifice for something higher? Ancient tragic heroes are no more than this! I'm going to cry for myself!"

"Shut up." After frying the eggs, Augusta poured himself a glass of milk.

"Oh." The unicorn was sullen. "I want oats. Where are my oats?"

That's what you really wanted!

"Can't you wait? I'll finish my breakfast first, and then I'll get yours."

"But I am hungry! Are you finally going to start abusing me? You are not well-bred, and have never been kind-hearted!"

Augusta was indifferent to his protest and took a sip of milk. "You can go eat grass." He suggested, "It's spring, and the grass is growing vigorously. Create different shapes in the grass, and make 'crop circle' patterns. Maybe it can become a new tourist attraction in the town and boost GDP." 2

"Fuck off!"

The unicorn retracted his head. There was a click.

"Ah, ah! My horn is stuck! It's stuck in the window! Help me!"

Augusta had a strange dream. What's more strange is that he knew that he was dreaming, because this kind of absurd situation could never appear in reality.

He dreamed that he was standing on a cliff with a huge full moon hanging in the sky, as if within reach. Kyfayar squatted naked on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the moon in a trance as if feeling a mysterious experience of unity between man and nature.

"Kyfayar!" cried Augusta.

The young werewolf jumped up in surprise, "Lord Augusta!" He was facing the magician, and the thing between his legs was dangling with his movements. Augusta looked away in embarrassment.

"Would you like to feel the magic of the moon with me?" Kyfayar asked enthusiastically.

"Moon? What the hell?"

Augusta looked down and found that he had nothing on!

Calm down. Calm down. It's a dream. He told himself. Everything in the dream is not true, there is nothing to be afraid of. I will wake up after a while.

Kyfayar ran over and hugged Augusta.

"What are you doing?! Let go! Let go of me!" The magician struggled, but he was no match for the powerful werewolf. He wanted to use a spell to stop Kyfayar's wanton behavior, but at this moment, he couldn't even remember the pronunciation of the spell.

"Please close your eyes, forget yourself, bathe in the moonlight, and feel the attraction of celestial bodies, so that you can reach the realm of our people!"

Who wants to reach the realm of your people?!

Kyfayar craned his neck and let out a long howl to the moon.

Ding — ding—

Augusta jumped out of bed.

Outside the window, it was already daylight. The doorbell kept ringing, waking him from his strange dream. Augusta felt his body. Fortunately, his clothes were still on. He was in a cold sweat and his pajamas were soaked. He had to thank the person who rang the doorbell. If it wasn't for them, the strange dream would have lasted for a long time.

He jumped out of bed, grabbed a coat and put it on. He ran downstairs, taking three steps at a time while shouting, "Wait a minute, I'm coming."

Is Kyfayar back? Damn, why did he choose to come back early in the morning? If he was seen, there's bound to be a strange rumor! That thought makes Augusta speechless!

He didn't even have time to see who was outside from the peep hole. He opened the door and said, "Why are you…" His voice turned into a sharp "EEE ~" and disappeared in his throat.

Outside the door stood a policeman in uniform. Not far away, there was a police car in the garden of the mansion. The red and blue lights dazzled Augusta.

What's going on? He thought in a panic. What I've been studying recently are mild and harmless spells, so they won't attract the police, right? But even when I studied ancient black magic, the police didn't come inquiring! What kind of wind is blowing today?

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Augusta Hollich, the great mage?" When the word 'great mage' was said, the policeman was obviously trying to control his laugh. Augusta did not know whether the other party had any opinion on the profession of a mage, or that the him in pajamas did not fit the image of the legendary great mage.

"…That's right."

"Do you know a young man, about six feet tall," the policeman said, "with dyed grey hair, in his twenties, and not in a normal state of mind?"

Augusta was impressed. He recognized the 'young man about six feet tall, in his twenties, with dyed gray hair' part, but what was with the 'abnormal mental state'?

"Er… Your description sounds a bit like my Kyfayar. What's the matter with him?"

"He was running naked through the streets of the town this morning, and we've taken him to the police station to control him."

Running naked?! Kyfayar, weren't you going to get close to nature and feel the magic of the moon? Why were you running naked in town?!

Seeing Augusta's face of disbelief, the policeman continued, "When he was arrested, he was so troubled that he couldn't tell his name and address. Later, some enthusiastic residents provided clues that they had seen him appear in the town with 'the great mage who lives on the hillside'. So I decided to come here and take a chance."

"I think that's Kyfayar. He's my family. A distant relative who is mentally ill and came to the countryside to recuperate."

The policeman nodded, and on his face seemed to be written, 'I knew it, it must be true.'

"It's very careless of you to let a mental patient go out alone." He glared at Augusta in reproach.

I don't want to go with him! Augusta scratched his ears and scratched his cheek. He didn't know how to explain the difficult problem to the police. "Because he… He's intermittent, and usually looks normal! He said he was going out for a walk, and I didn't think much about it. I was negligent." He made a look of bitterness and remorse.

"Mister, you should pay attention to him in the future! You are his guardian, and you are responsible for him."

"I see! I promise it won't happen again!"

"Running naked in public is illegal in this county, but for the sake of his mental illness, he will not be prosecuted. You can come with me and get him out of the station."

"All right, all right." Augusta said, "Please wait a moment. I'll change."

"Mn, I'll wait for you in the car."

The policeman returned to the police car. Augusta closed the door and roared in frustration.

"What's the matter, Augusta?" The unicorn came from the kitchen. He must have come in again through the window. "I saw the police. Have they finally decided to carry out witch-hunting in the new century? "

"Kyfayar's at the police station. I'm going to get him back!"

"Ha, I knew it! Werewolves are not good things. They will harm innocent people sooner or later. I didn't expect that my prediction would come true so soon…"

Augusta ran back to his bedroom, took off his pajamas in a hurry, and put on a set of serious clothes. He combed his hair without even washing up. Then he went to Kyfayar's room to find a set of clothes. He didn't expect the police to be nice enough to provide a full outfit for streakers.

He went downstairs and went out. The policeman was sitting in the car and playing with his mobile phone. Augusta knocked on the window and the policeman opened the door for him.

"Modern communication is really developed," said the policeman as he got into the passenger's seat. "You see, after a while, the news of the 'naked man' has already appeared on Facebook."

Augusta wanted to die.

It was about a fifteen minute drive from Augusta's house to the Radier Police Station. Along the way, the policeman began teaching Augusta how to be a qualified guardian and how to treat mental patients correctly. For the first time in his life, Augusta realized what the theory of relativity was! When he finally arrived at the destination, the preaching of the policeman came to an end, and Augusta felt a sense of 'being a man again'.

The law and order of Radier town was good, and there were rarely any major cases. At most, the arrested people were drunkards wandering on the street, burglars, and townspeople who fought over trivial matters. In this cozy town, the police had never arrested a 'mentally ill streaking man' in their lifetime. Of course, the criminals in the detention room had never met one either.

So when Augusta walked into the small police station, what he saw was a group of 'gangsters' gathered in the detention room, pointing and whispering. Kyfayar was wrapped in a blanket, holding his head low in a corner of the detention room, surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere of despair, which made people dare not to approach.

A policewoman opened the door to the cell. Augusta stood at the door and called, "Kyfayar!"

Kyfayar's body shook and he turned his head slowly. His face was dirty, stained with dust or dirt or both, and two streaks of tears hung under his eyes, "Lord Augusta?"

"Come out!" The policewoman said, "You can go home!"

With a whimper, Kyfayar pounced on Augusta and hugged him tightly. "You have come to save me, lord!" His blanket slipped because of the sudden movement. The people in the detention room uttered a disgusting sound of 'vomiting'. The policewoman looked sympathetically at Augusta.

The magician hardened his head and patted Kyfayar on the head, "Will you put on your clothes first?"

"Okay…" Kyfayar sobbed.

Augusta picked up the blanket, draped it over Kyfayar, shoved the clothes he brought to the werewolf, and told him to go to the bathroom and get dressed. Kyfayar's movements were quick, and he was dressed in less than three minutes. But the three minute wait for him was like hell on earth for Augusta. He was bathed in the attention of everyone in the police station, and his face was hot enough to fry eggs. The policewoman kindly asked him if he had had breakfast. After getting the negative answer, she generously offered him her own coffee and sandwich. Augusta said thanks, declined the sandwich, and drank only a little coffee. He wanted to dig a hole into hell and never come out.

Kyfayar got dressed and walked out of the bathroom. He looked as if his soul was no longer in his body. Of course, in other people's eyes, this kind of silly performance was the 'mental patient' identity.

The policeman who brought Augusta to the station suggested, "I'll take you back."

"No, no, we can go back by ourselves."

"Don't mention it. It's not much time."

Augusta couldn't change the man's mind so he got into the police car with Kyfayar. The policeman was very considerate and took a sparsely populated road, otherwise, they would be surrounded by people.

On the way back, the policeman did not carry out a long sermon, perhaps for fear of stimulating the 'mental patient'. The three people in the car were silent, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

Finally back to the house on the hillside, Augusta and Kyfayar got out of the car, said goodbye to the policeman and waved him away. After the police car disappeared down the winding road in the forest, they entered the house. As soon as the door closed, Augusta turned to the werewolf, and unleashed his anger.

"What's the matter with you?" He pointed to Kyfayar's nose and growled, "Didn't you say you were going to spend the full moon in the forest? Why run naked into town?"

Kyfayar hung his head and flattened his mouth, "I don't know. I… When I changed, I was not conscious. When I woke up, I found that I was already in town. I wanted to find a place to hide, but the police immediately appeared…" He cried. "I didn't mean it, Lord Augusta. It's never happened before…"

"You have made me lose my face! Ah, ah, ah, I should have expected it! I shouldn't have let you do the forest adventure!"

"I'm sorry, sir! My fault! You can punish me as much as you want!"

"Punish you! If I punish you, can you make it right? I can't brainwash the whole town and make them forget what happened!"

"I'm really sorry!"

"No thanks to you, I have always been a law-abiding person. For the first time in my life, I took a police car and entered a police station! What a shame! I wish I could die!"

"No! My Lord!" Kyfayar knelt down and hugged Augusta's leg. "Don't worry! I was wrong! It's my fault! You can beat me and scold me, or you can drive me away, but don't be too hard on yourself!"

"Let me go!" Augusta kicked out at the werewolf. "Get in the basement and think about it! Don't come out without my permission!"

"Yes, sir!" Kyfayar crawled off toward the basement.

From the kitchen came the lazy voice of the unicorn, "Are you back, Augusta? I'm hungry."

"Damn it! Eat your own grass!" Augusta was furious.

After a while, he remembered that he had not had breakfast.

"Kyfayar! Get out of the basement and cook for me!"

Excerpts from County Daily News

Wolf howls heard in the forest as experts rush to the scene; wild animal appears and police remind to be on guard.

Recently, many residents reported to the police that bursts of wolf howling have been coming from the nearby forest. Police and wildlife experts rushed to the scene and found feces of a suspected wolf and suspicious footprints in the forest. Experts said that in recent years, local environmental protection measures have been effective, attracting a large number of wild animals, such as migratory birds, but they have never seen wolves. Police remind residents: pay attention to dangerous wildlife.

Naked Psychopath Seen Running on the Streets.

Yesterday, a man in the town of Radier streaked naked on the streets and was soon under police control. The man was very emotional and his mental state was extremely abnormal. After the enthusiastic residents provided clues, the police found the man's family. It turns out that the man, unfortunately, suffers from intermittent schizophrenia.

Crop Circles Found in Radier?

A local resident was surprised to find a strange pattern in the shape of male genitalia on an open grassland outside Radier when browsing Google live map. Is this a bad joke of nature or another masterpiece of a 'crop circle artist'?

Quentina and Kyfayar, dressed in aprons, with long sleeves, and dust covers on their heads, worked together to clean the dusty attic. They dressed like doctors sent by the CDC 1 to an Ebola epidemic area.

Kyfayar followed Quentina dejectedly. If he had wolf's ears, they would be drooping listlessly now.

"What's the matter?" Quentina was keenly aware of Kyfayar's anomaly.

"Miss Quentina, Lord Augusta must hate me! What should I do?" Kyfayar, with a sad face, told the female vampire that he had run around naked during the full moon and was arrested then sent to the police station.

"Augusta said that I made him lose all his face, and he has been ignoring me these days. What should I do?"

After listening to Kyfayar, Quentina looked like she had a headache, "This… What can I do? If it was me, I probably wouldn't want to talk to you…"

Kyfayar let out a pitiful sob.

Quentina gave a long "Er —" sound. "Don't be sad! Augusta is a hard spoken but soft-hearted person. Even if he is very angry, he won't make you leave! Maybe in a few days, his anger will be gone and he won't remember it! "

"Really…"

"This… I don't know if it's true. It's never happened before…"

"You might as well not say it!" Kyfayar looked more desperate.

"Otherwise it will be so!" Quentina clapped her hands. "How about a good word for you in front of Mr. Augusta?"

"Will that work?" Kyfayar's eyes lit up.

"Maybe. But it can also backfire. Mr. Augusta doesn't like to be nagged."

Kyfayar lowered his head again, "Forget it…" He grabbed the broom in tears and intended to drown himself in a sea of dust.

All of a sudden, they heard an earth-shaking roar echoing through the whole house, "What are you talking about?! You're bringing your boyfriend to my house?"

Augusta had been upset for days. Whenever he saw Kyfayar, the humiliating memory of taking a police car to the police station would come to his mind, making him want to find a stone to smash his head in with.

That stupid werewolf! It's true that people say 'pets cause trouble and owners suffer.' It's Kyfayar who is stupid. Why was I involved?! Ah, ah, ah! I don't have the face to go to Radier again! How will I face Adalee, Antosa, and the great master in the future? I'll be laughed at to death!

Otherwise… Why don't I just send the werewolf away?

No, I can't. Augusta immediately rejected the idea. If Kyfayar is sent away, won't I just be like the irresponsible owners who abandon their pets? Kyfayar is just a werewolf. As a human being, there is no need to see him in the same way. Otherwise, will it not be self-deprecating?

So these days, Augusta gave Kyfayar a lot of work and asked him to go with Quentina to clean up the attic that had been dusty for years. In this way, he would see the werewolf less for a while and get less angry.

It's a pity that God wouldn't let him do this. Even without Kyfayar, there were still people who made him angry.

Ping—

The phone rang in the study. Augusta, who was studying a large black book, lifted himself from his desk and grabbed the phone. He asked rudely, "Who is it?"

"Oh, it's impolite not to say hello," a familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"…Lilianna?"

He heard it correctly. The voice was his friend (nicknamed 'best friend' by many people), the witch Liliana.

As soon as he heard her voice, Augusta's heart lit up with a nameless fire. He roared, "You still have the face to call me?!"

"Why can't I call you?" Lilianna sounded surprised. "How's the unicorn? Is he home safe?"

"How many days has he been back before you thought of calling?" Augusta snapped, getting angrier, "Anyway, you still have the face to talk about the unicorn! At the beginning, you said that you would borrow him for a few days and send him back in person after the wedding. What happened?"

"Ah, I have a special situation here. Listen to my explanation…" Lilianna's voice dropped with a guilty tone.

"I don't want to listen! The unicorn has told me all about it!"

"Oh, yes! That's great. I don't have to waste my breath then."

"What's with your tone? Do you feel good about yourself? Do you notice that I'm angry?"

"Yes, but you're a grumpy, moody character anyway, so I don't care."

"You —" Augusta choked. "I don't want to talk to you!"

"But aren't you still talking? You are strange today. What's the matter with you?"

"Because of you!"

"What mistakes have I made?" Lilianna cried innocently, "Why do you always put a shit pot on my head?"

"You find your boyfriend in silence, but you don't tell me. I heard it from the unicorn! If not for him, were you going to keep it from me for the rest of your life?"

"I was going to tell you…"

"Such sophistry! Did you have a date with your boyfriend last time? Well, love is more important than a friend, so you will lose a friend forever!"

Lilianna pondered silently.

"What? I'm right. Don't you dare to say anything?"

"You, dude…" the witch slowly said, "are you jealous?"

"What…"

"See I have a lover, but you are still single so your heart is not happy?"

"I, I didn't say that! You don't have to talk nonsense!"

"Don't deny it. I know you so well, how can I guess wrong? What's more, your sour smell is overflowing from the receiver. Oh, a man's jealousy is terrible."

"Nonsense!"

"Well? So you're not jealous of me?"

A cold sweat fell from Augusta's forehead. He grinned, pretending to be calm and sneering, "Haha, of course not. Don't use your little heart to disturb my gentleman's belly. I'm just angry that you didn't keep your promise and kept secrets. It's none of my business whether you have a boyfriend or not."

"Oh, I'm so glad that you're so tolerant. Then you won't object if I bring my boyfriend to your house?"

Augusta felt like he had been hit by a lightning bolt. "What are you talking about?! You're bringing your boyfriend to my house?" He screamed.

"Last time I broke the appointment, I was not fair, so this time I will bring a gift to your home to compensate you. My boyfriend will also come along. You are my best friend. How can I not let you meet him? As long as you don't get jealous or steal him away."

"Who, who would steal him?!"

"That's settled. This Saturday it is."

"Very good. I'll be waiting for you as always." Augusta ground his teeth and said the last few words, and "bang!" hung up the phone.

His hands were on the table and the cold sweat from his forehead rained on the table, and even wet the pages. There was a crack in the door of the study, through which Quentina and Kyfayar peeped in. As soon as Augusta lifted his eyes, they closed the door in horror.

"Don't hide, I saw you!"

The door of the study opened silently. The female vampire and werewolf youth stood outside with a giggle.

"We didn't mean to eavesdrop." Quentina nudged Kyfayar with her elbow.

"Miss Quentina is right! We've been listening to it the entire time!"

Quentina slapped him on the head.

Augusta gasped as if he had just finished a marathon, "Ah, I'll tell you anyway. This Saturday, Lilianna is coming to visit. I want you to be ready. Quentina has to come over and cook in advance that day. Any questions?"

"Why so formal this time? You never let me stay, but Miss Lilianna will bring food anyway."

"Because…" Augusta's voice sank, "because this time Lilianna will bring…"

Kyfayar couldn't help swallowing. He heard the chatter of the glass and the dust on the door. Lord Augusta was really angry! Amazing magic was surging out from his body, shaking the entire area as if like an unexpected earthquake!

"She'll bring her boyfriend with her…" Augusta grabbed his hair, "That woman! She must have come to show off to me! How could she miss such a good opportunity?"

"Calm down, Mr. Augusta!" cried Quentina. "You'll tear down the whole house!"

"How can you calm me down!" Augusta bellowed, "I should have refused her! Damn it! But that would make me look like a chicken! Damn it!"

"But your reaction is not right. If Miss Lilianna is here to show off to you, why don't you show off too?"

Augusta thumped on the table, leaving a crack in the mirror-like surface. Kyfayar shrank back. Augusta has this power… It seemed that his usual beating and scolding against Kyfayar was 'mild'.

"What can I do? I can't stop Lilianna from showing off to me unless I have a lover too."

"Can't you just find one?"

"Where can I find one?"

"You don't have to 'truthfully' find one, just look for someone to pretend to be one. As long as Miss Lilianna 'thinks' that he is real, everything will be fine!"

The earthquake stopped. Kyfayar and Quentina were relieved as they held the door frame. Augusta stared at the female vampire, looking frightened. "It's easy for you to say! Who would I ask?"

Quentina yanked Kyfayar's collar and pushed him into the study, "Isn't there a ready-made boyfriend here?"

Kyfayar was so scared that his heart stopped beating. "What are you doing?" he asked the female vampire in a voice no louder than a mosquito.

Quentina, with an impeccable smile, twitched her lips before saying, "Am I not saying something nice?"

Kyfayar sucked in a cold breath of air. "Miss Quentina, I have never heard such a beautiful language in my life. Please say a few more words!"

On Saturday morning, before lunchtime, a red Porsche pulled out of the thick woods and climbed up the road to the house of Augusta Hollich.

Augusta stood at the door with Kyfayar and the unicorn to greet the guests, while Quentina was busy making lunch in the kitchen. The unicorn gnawed impatiently on the wildflowers at the door. Kyfayar was nervous, as if he was not greeting Augusta's friends but the head of state.

"Look at that car, sir!" Kyfayar pointed to the red Porsche coming in the distance. "Is that Miss Lilianna's car?"

Augusta squinted. "Probably."

"… It's a car." Kyfayar murmured.

"What did you think she would drive?"

"Er… A pumpkin carriage?"

"What nonsense! Lilianna is a witch, not a fairy godmother!" Augusta rebuked, "Don't say such nonsense in front of Lilianna later, so as not to make her laugh — it's my face that will be lost."

"Yes, my lord." Kyfayar agreed. "But," he murmured after a few seconds, "she's so rich to drive a Porsche."

"That's just a piece of money!" The unicorn let go of the poor wildflower and said scornfully, "Augusta's mount — that is, me — is worth a hundred Porsches! Only poor people who are hungry and cold can drive that kind of broken car!"

"But you can sit in the car as you like, while you don't let people ride you freely…"

The unicorn glared, "Aren't you a werewolf? You have four legs. Why do you need a walking tool?"

"Enough from you two!" Augusta interrupted them, "Stop this schoolboy level brawl!"

The unicorn shut up. Normally, he would have choked Augusta with a few words, but now he shared the same hatred as the magician — how can Lilianna, that ungrateful woman, come to see a joke!

"And Kyfayar," Augusta said fiercely to the werewolf youth, "let me make it clear to you that today we're just 'pretending to be a couple' to deal with Lilianna. Don't mistake it for what I actually think of you, and you can't think too much of me either. Do you understand me?"

"Understood!" Kyfayar answered loudly. Thanks to Miss Quentina, Augusta reluctantly agreed to let Kyfayar pretend to be his boyfriend. For him, it was just a play to repel Lilianna; but for Kyfayar, it was the first time that he could stand beside Augusta as a 'couple'. Although he was only pretending, he was still full of joy and was excited for several days, like a big dog who had been promised to 'go out and play together.'

The red Porsche drove up the hill and stopped in front of Augusta's house. A man and a woman got out at the same time. The man was in a suit and leather shoes, dark red tie, an elite white-collar and successful person's appearance, carrying a paper bag. The woman was dressed in a dress that made people know her identity as a witch at a glance: a black low breasted long skirt, a black tulle shawl, a pointed witch's hat, and long blue and purple hair. It might be natural or deliberately dyed. Standing together, they were like a picture of time and space disordered.

But Augusta was not much better. Augusta was dressed in a dark blue robe with a short cloak and a magic rune necklace around his neck, he wanted to pin all his medals on his chest. Kyfayar wore a silver-grey suit. The day before yesterday, Augusta called Adalee's store and asked her to send over all the new men's clothes of this season. How could Adalee refuse to let a big fat sheep come into her possession? She drove a van straight over, making the house look like a fashion show.

"Ah, Augusta, long time no see!" The witch said hello to Augusta in a loud voice, allowing him to kiss her cheek politely.

"I haven't visited you for a long time. Did you miss me?"

Augusta sneered, "I don't know if I missed you, but you obviously didn't think about me."

The witch pursed her lips. Her lipstick today was as bright as her hair. "I knew you were a jerk."

She took the arm of the man beside her and pulled him forward. "This is my boyfriend, Herbert Gunther. He's an alchemist who works for a pharmaceutical company."

Augusta shook Herbert's hand quietly. Herbert was handsome and graceful, with a smile on his face. He was the type who women loved almost immediately. Augusta peeked at Kyfayar from the corner of his eye. The werewolf's face was not as good looking as the alchemist's.

The witch said to Herbert, "This is Mr. Augusta Hollich, the great mage who is as famous as Lord Cavaldien of the high office."

"Lilianna often mentioned you to me. She said you are her best friend," Herbert shook Augusta's hand.

She never mentioned you to her best friend. I don't know if it's my problem or your problem. Augusta thought unhappily.

Lilianna pointed to the unicorn gnawing in the lawn, "Herbert, you know the unicorn. He pulled the fancy cart at the wedding."

Herbert nodded and raised his hand as if to pat the unicorn on the neck. The unicorn screamed and retreated, "Stay away from me, you disgusting dog man!"

Augusta frowned, "Unicorn, you are so rude. Don't be rude to the guests!"

So the unicorn politely replied, "You'd better stay away from me. My range of spitting saliva is quite far."

Herbert retreated to the other side of Lilianna, "The unicorn's character is still… special."

Lilianna covered her mouth, "As the saying goes, 'things are like their masters'. The character of the unicorn is an upgraded version of Augusta."

If you say one more word, be careful, I will give you a silent curse!

"As for this one," Lilianna finally looked at Kyfayar and graciously handed him a hand. "I don't know him yet. Introduce him, Augusta?"

Kyfayar took the witch's hand and dropped a kiss on the back of her white hand. Kyfayar didn't know any noble social etiquette, but a simple hand kiss would suffice. "My name is Kyfayar, dear miss. As you can see, I am a…"

"Werewolf!" Lilianna said in a loud voice, "I remember. Augusta, you called me and said Cavaldien sent you a werewolf. Is this him?"

"Yes." Augusta was close to Kyfayar. He wanted to take Kyfayar's arm like Lilianna and her boyfriend, but he thought it was weird so he gave up. "Besides, Cavaldien has done a good thing over the years. Now Kyfayar is my boyfriend."

Lilianna's eyes were wide and round, "Are you… Seriously?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

"My God! It's incredible! How can you find a boyfriend when you're such a goddamn homebody?"

"You could find one. So why can't I?" Augusta replied in a sullen voice.

"You're not looking for a fake boyfriend just to keep up with me, are you?"

I was seen through! But I won't give up so easily! Augusta laughed and said, "Haha, haha, how can it be! There's nothing to compare! Am I that kind of person?"

He winked at Kyfayar and asked him to speak for himself. Kyfayar froze for a moment, then nodded knowingly and put his arm around Augusta's waist. "I am devoted to Lord Augusta!" He said firmly.

Augusta stared at him intensely.

Lilianna looked at them suspiciously and touched her pointed witch hat. "I must listen to your love story."

"Well, hehe, of course, I'm also curious about your experience of meeting Herbert." Augusta, with goosebumps from being in Kyfayar's arms, squeezed out a peaceful smile, "Come in, Lilianna, Herbert."

Kyfayar finally let him go, allowing him to lead the guests in. The unicorn felt bored and went out to eat grass.

It was not lunchtime yet, so the four sat down in the living room for tea. Quentina bought them drinks, fruit, and her homemade biscuits. As soon as Lilianna saw her, she took her hand excitedly, "Oh, Miss Quentina, long time no see. You are still so beautiful!"

"No, I'm so old. Don't praise me."

"By the way, I have brought you a present!" Lilianna picked up the paper bag they had brought in from Herbert's lap and took out a small, beautifully packaged jar. "This is the sunscreen I brought back from abroad. It's very useful."

"How kind of you!" Quentina exchanged a few words with Lilianna, wearing a smile the whole time, and left happily with her present. Augusta looked alert. Quentina had always acted like a mother, was Lilianna trying to buy her with a jar of sunscreen?

"Augusta, you look so bad. Did you feel unbalanced when I gave Quentina a present?" Lilianna chuckled, "Don't worry, I brought you a gift, too." Then she took another thing out of the paper bag.

It was heavy and smooth, like a thick male genitalia. Augusta took it awkwardly from Liliana.

"What? A fake penis?"

"How rude! This is shiva-lingam, which I brought back from India. It is a symbol of the gods." 1

"You mean it's a fake penis for reproductive worship?"

"It's shiva-lingam." Lilianna said, "the businessman who sold this to me said that it represents the power of creation and can protect all people's children. I thought that it must also protect ordinary people by helping them find a suitable object as soon as possible. Otherwise, there will be plenty of children and grandchildren, so I bought it for you. I didn't expect you to have a boyfriend so soon. It must have been my pious wish that moved the gods. Augusta, you must offer a good sacrifice to Shiva."

Augusta had a blue vein on his forehead, "I… Thank you." He repressed his magic that was on the verge of boiling, otherwise, he would have crushed the linga. Why was Quentina's present sunscreen? My gift is a fake penis? There is no logic!

"Kyfayar…" He clenched his teeth and said, "send the symbol of this god to the attic…" He threw the linga to Kyfayar. No matter how stupid the werewolf was, he knew that Augusta didn't really want to offer anything to it.

He leaned in close to the magician's ear and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't worry, sir. I'll hide it to make sure you don't see it and you won't be upset."

Augusta said, "Mn." The werewolf had a little look on his face.

Kyfayar took the linga up to the attic. The attic had not been cleaned yet, and there was a pile of sundries. Kyfayar threw the lingam in the debris pile. But before that, he put his hands together and paid homage to the 'symbol of the gods'. He said, "I don't know if there is such a god. I don't care so much! But oh strange god, bless me and Lord Augusta!"

The author has something to say:

1. According to the design, the story happens in modern England, and people in this world are not surprised by magic. Lilianna attended the wedding in India (it was mentioned at the beginning that she was jet-lagged), so she would bring back Indian local products to send people off.

2. The unicorn galloped for an hour and a half from India to England. Yes, unicorns are faster than jets. Yes, it can fly.

When Kyfayar returned to the living room, Lilianna was talking to Augusta about her meeting with Herbert. He sat back next to Augusta, his ears filled with Lilianna's cadence.

"…I was the bridesmaid, and he was the best man. We fell in love at first sight at Miranda's wedding. It's like being hit by Cupid's arrow." Lilianna looked at Herbert fondly. "I think he must be the one for me."

"Me too, sweetheart." Herbert took Lilianna's hand affectionately. "I've never loved a woman more than I love you. From the beginning to the end of the wedding, my heart was on you, and I almost lost the bridegroom's wedding ring. When I spoke at the wedding, I was confused, forgetting all the words I had prepared in advance. When I saw you, I felt like I lost my soul…"

"Herbert, it must be fate that made us meet…"

The two exchanged a deep kiss.

Augusta watched with an ugly expression. People say that the IQ of men and women in love is negative. Now it seems true! Lilianna seems to have cerebral palsy, and the man seems to have been born with no brain! Why should I tolerate these two guys showing love under my roof and releasing their detestable hormones?!

"Augusta, what about you? How did you and Kyfayar get together?" After the intimacy, Lilianna started to explore Augusta's private life with her inborn talent of gossip. She did not know whether she was really curious about her friend's love experience or simply wanted to expose their lies of pretending to be lovers.

Augusta took a sip from his teacup. "It's nothing special. Unlike you and Herbert's wonderful love at first sight, Kyfayar and I came together naturally."

"So you have been in love with each other for a long time?"

"Oh, almost. It's hard to be bored with each other every day."

Kyfayar was shaking with emotion. Didn't Lord Augusta agree with the saying 'love grows over time'? Although he is not interested in me now, can we get along with each other for a long time, is it possible to have feelings? So do I still have hope?

Lilianna raised her index finger and tapped her lips, her eyes moving as she thought. "But Kyfayar has only been in your house for more than a month? You're really moving fast."

"Strike while the iron is hot!"

"Sweetheart," said Herbert, "I'm curious. You said Kyfayar was sent by Lord Cavaldien. Why did he send a werewolf to Mr. Augusta?"

"I don't know, honey. Who can guess what Cavaldien thinks?"

There was a stir in Augusta's stomach. The tea he had just drunk seemed to ferment and his mouth was full of acid. What 'sweetheart' and 'honey'? It was too nauseous! He was going to throw up!

"Because my home was broken into some time ago," Augusta resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Cavaldien meant to make Kyfayar my bodyguard."

"Your house was broken into? I thought all of you magicians cast protection spells on your houses and so on…"

"I was careless. Now that I've set up a defense spell, no one can enter the house without my permission."

"Did you lose anything valuable? If it can't be disclosed, it's okay…"

Augusta chuckled, "It's not important, it's just a research note."

Lilianna exclaimed, "Research note! Isn't that important? You are too broad-minded!"

"Oh, I was prepared. Since I was a student, I've been writing notes in a magic ciphertext. To crack the notes, I have to hold a corresponding decoding book. The stupid thief only stole the notes, not the decoding book. He won't understand a word of the ciphertext in the notes, making it a waste of time!" Augusta held up his head with pride.

Herbert said with admiration, "You are worthy of being a great mage. You are very smart."

Lilianna snorted, "I never thought about this. When I go back, I will change my notes into a secret text full of anti-theft magic."

"Ah, sweetheart, don't think too much…"

"I didn't think much of it before, Herbert!"

Herbert said with a wry smile, "Yes, yes, you are right." He sighed and looked at Augusta with sympathy. The other party must know how difficult it was to get along with the wayward witch. However, Augusta just looked at them with a smile and a look of schadenfreude.

"By the way, since Kyfayar is a werewolf, there must be trouble when the moon is full, right? How do you deal with it? Why, Kyfayar, what's the matter with you? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

At the mention of 'full moon night', Kyfayar's painful memories immediately arose. He held his stomach in his arms, and his expression was wilting like a withered plant. Augusta's face was more ugly than Kyfayar's, the smile on his face couldn't hold, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching.

"No! It's no big deal." Augusta exclaimed, "There is a vast forest nearby, which is my private property. Kyfayar stays in the forest during a full moon. And… And in order to prevent him from running around and scaring the residents nearby, I put magic barriers in the forest. Absolutely safe, hahaha, absolutely safe!"

"You think too well! Are the forests around your house your land?" Herbert exclaimed, "You're quite rich! Unlike me…" He took Lilianna's hand apologetically. "I'm afraid I can't accumulate such a huge fortune even if I try my whole life so that you can live a rich life."

"No, Herbert, don't say that! I am very satisfied with my life now! What's more, I'd like to be with you, whether in poverty or wealth."

The two were close to each other as if there was some cue to start the romantic part of the evening love drama. Augusta gave a loud gulp of his drink, interrupting their pink atmosphere, "Eat some fruit!" He enthusiastically pushed the glass bowl full of fruit forward, "All the fresh fruits we picked this morning! Natural green organic food! Try it! Yes, and Quentina! Lilianna knows her craft best! Don't mention it, or Quentina will be sad if you don't like her biscuits!"

Herbert picked up a bright red strawberry and fed it to Lilianna. With a sweet smile, the witch peeled a grape and put it into Herbert's mouth. They chewed the fruit and gazed at each other affectionately, immersed in their own world, completely undisturbed by others.

What's the matter with these two?! Augusta's heart was full of lightning and thunder. Why is it so greasy and crooked! Why stimulate me! Will you die if you don't show love?!

The magician winked at Kyfayar next to him, asking him to find a way to interrupt the couple's intimacy.

Kyfayar nodded knowingly, thinking, Miss Lilianna is really mean, why does she have to show off in front of Augusta in his own home? He must be jealous to see her so happy. I'm pretending to be his boyfriend just to let Miss Lilianna not be the only one showing off. As long as we are as affectionate as they are, they will have no way out!

So he grabbed a biscuit and called out, "My Lord, please eat this!"

Augusta didn't respond at all because suddenly, a biscuit was put into his mouth and he almost choked to death! He had a choking expression and his face was flushed. Kyfayar was surprised and realized that he had screwed up again. His behavior was not like 'feeding his sweetheart biscuits affectionately', but clearly 'attempting to murder his owner with biscuits!'

But things changed! Augusta didn't swallow the biscuit completely, just grabbed half of which was still sticking out. Kyfayar hugged Augusta without thinking about it, took away the biscuit half and kissed Augusta briefly. The magician's eyes were wide and he almost sucked the remains of the biscuit into his trachea, causing a tragedy.

Lilianna naturally noticed what they were doing.

"Did you kiss?" She covered her mouth. "Are you really a couple?"

Augusta gulped the biscuit into his stomach and coughed violently. Kyfayar offered him tea, patted him on the back, and scolded the witch, "Can it be fake? We don't have to lie to you about this. If you don't believe it, you can go to the great master Mowanya's restaurant. Not long ago, we took part in an activity held by the restaurant, and the picture of us kissing is still pasted on the wall. Or ask Miss Antosa to send the electronic version of the photo right now, and you'll see it!"

Hearing this, Augusta coughed even more. That damn picture! I forgot about that. Why did Kyfayar mention it! One day, I will go to the restaurant to destroy that photo completely and let it disappear from the world! However, I didn't expect that the photo turned out to be evidence that Kyfayar and I are lovers. Kyfayar's brain is working fast!

"Sorry, Augusta, Kyfayar, I suspected you were pretending to be lovers! Now I believe you are really in love. Like Augusta, I've been single for many years because I couldn't find the right partner. After I met Herbert, I couldn't even believe my good luck. I always thought it was a dream. Maybe I lacked self-confidence subconsciously and thought you were like me. Taking Herbert to your door also means showing off. Now I finally understand that I should not seek superiority from you. If even you can meet your sweetheart, I should wish you well. You must think I'm not qualified to be your friend!"

Augusta was stunned. This… What's the situation? From just now, the development of things are a little unexpected! Why does a farce bring about such a happy ending of family ethics drama?

He and Kyfayar were only pretending to be lovers! Although he was very happy that he had cheated Lilianna successfully, her sincere apology showed that his behavior of deceiving his friends was abominable. He opened his mouth and almost blurted out the truth, but at the last minute he closed his mouth. Who knows if Lilianna's words are a trick to force him to confess! Can't say! Never tell the truth!

"Please don't say that, Miss Lilianna. In fact, I too couldn't believe I could be with Lord Augusta." Kayfayar stopped and looked shyly at Augusta. Seeing that there was no objection, he continued, "I'm probably as insecure as you are. How can such an excellent person like Augusta take a fancy to me? How could such a good thing happen to me? Every minute and every second I get along with him, I feel like I am dreaming. I hope I can become better and become a person worthy of him. You can understand my feelings. So I hope," his larynx moved, and his eyes suddenly became dry, "I hope my Lord will be able to understand your reasoning too."

Augusta was scared out of his wits. Kyfayar, what are you talking about? Is this the line you memorized from a romance movie? And Herbert and Lilianna, why are you looking at me with such a moved expression? What a disgusting feeling! Are we going to have to cry next? Why did this happen? Help! Who will save me from this sea of suffering!

Finally, as though listening to Augusta's prayer, the great vampire Quentina came to rescue him. She announced that lunch was ready. Augusta was finally saved and went to the dining room with a fragile heart that could not withstand any more stimulation.

The four enjoyed a lunch cooked by Quentina. During the lunch, Augusta and Lilianna talked about their embarrassing moments from their school days. Herbert laughed and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Lilianna and Herbert had other appointments in the evening, so they left in the afternoon. Augusta and Kyfayar took them to the door and stood on the porch, waving goodbye. When the red Porsche disappeared into the forest, Augusta put his hand down.

"She left." He sighed, "Thank God she's gone at last, or I think I'd die."

"I wish Miss Lilianna would stay."

"Ha?" Augusta raised an eyebrow. "Are you sane? Do you want her to live in my house? Do you think I'm not busy enough?"

"No, I mean…" Kyfayar stared at his toes and twisted his hands for a long time, and whispered, "If she didn't go, we could pretend to be lovers all the time…"

"It's more likely we would be found out."

Kyfayar continued to stare at his feet, "It's just acting."

"As I said, don't think I have any thoughts about you and me."

"But how can I not think of you?" Kyfayar exclaimed, "Everything I said today is sincere. I hope that I will not have to pretend to be lovers with you anymore, but really become…"

"I don't understand," Augusta impatiently interrupted. "What do you think of me? I don't think I have any advantages, except that I am rich, have rich knowledge, and strong magic power. What is unique about me that appeals to you?"

"Aren't those three advantages?"

"Then you admire my money, my knowledge, and my strength?" Augusta sneered and walked into the house.

Kyfayar thought that Lord Augusta was narcissistic. It's no wonder that, as the saying went, 'things are like their masters', the unicorn had the same kind of personality which it must have gotten from its owner.

He caught up with Augusta, "No, sir! I like you because you are kind to me. I know I'm useless and always make trouble, but you never drive me away, and always give me a chance. Although you are very strict with me sometimes, I know you don't hate me in your heart…"

"Your demands are too low."

"And I know you need me!" Kyfayar grabbed Augusta's wrist. The magician shook off his hand, but Kyfayar held on to him again. "Excuse me for saying this but you lack the common sense of life. You can't live without Miss Quentina and Miss Lilianna! You need my care, and I'm willing to take care of you!"

"All I need is a faithful servant."

"I stayed because I like you. Well, at first it was for fear of being returned to Lord Cavaldien, but then my greatest fear turned to leaving you alone."

"Why are you misunderstanding me?" Augusta asked in surprise, "Haven't I already said that? I don't want to have a relationship beyond friendship with creatures other than human beings!"

"You are racist! Werewolves are also human beings! Many werewolves are still transformed humans! And I've been in human form most of the time. I'm hurt that you don't think of me as a 'person'."

"I understand what you have to say, but you are not a human being."

"You are being racist! Why do you have to limit your partner to a narrow range of 'human beings'?"

"Can't I be narrow-minded?"

Kyfayar was angry and anxious. "Mr. Augusta, it's impossible to say anything to you!" In a hurry, he blurted out, "The you now can't find a boyfriend!"

As soon as he spoke, he regretted it. Augusta's face turned blue and white. He trembled with anger, his fists clenched, and his eyes as red as fire.

Kyfayar couldn't help sticking his foot in his mouth. How could he speak without thinking? He had only said it in the heat of his anger, but Lord Augusta must have thought it was a great insult! This time he would really want to drive him away! How would Lord Augusta understand that Kyfayar was not insulting him?

By the way! Didn't Lord Cavaldien tell him that 'if he insists on driving you away, kiss him until he agrees'?

Kyfayar grabbed Augusta and sealed his lips. Augusta, stiff as a mummy, tried to turn away, but Kyfayar's fingers weaved through his hair and held the back of his head to keep him from moving. Kyfayar pried open Augusta's teeth, pushed his tongue in, and stirred inside his mouth savagely.

The transparent body fluid spilled over the corner of his lips and slid down slowly, making Augusta feel humiliated and messy. His physical strength was not as strong as Kyfayar's, so it was impossible to push him away, but there were still other ways.

His right hand broke away from Kyfayar's grip, and with his fingers that were now freed, he drew a symbol in the air, and then snapped his fingers.

Kyfayar was hit by a tremendous force! He screamed as he flew through the ceiling, leaving a huge hole in the roof.

Augusta bent over, covering his lips with one hand and supporting himself on his knee with the other, while panting. How very presumptuous! He thought angrily. How dare the werewolf?! How dare he be so rude to me! Even if he kisses me, he can't stick his tongue in! He simply used magic to pop Kyfayar away, but accidentally used too much that Kyfayar, like a home run baseball, flew into the sky.

Quentina poked her head out of the kitchen. "What was that loud noise?" Her eyes shifted from the magician's scarlet cheeks to the hole in the ceiling. "Did a satellite fall?"

Augusta turned his head, not to let the female vampire see his red and swollen lips. "No, Kyfayar flew out."

"…He flew out by himself?"

"It was I who made him fly with a magic bullet."

Quentina groaned feebly. "My God, is he going to be okay? Although a werewolf's body is strong and tough, he was struck by your magic power and then if he falls from the sky…"

He won't fall to his death, will he?!

Augusta rushed out the door. He just wanted to teach Kyfayar a lesson, not kill him!

Kyfayar was not in the grass around the house, and there was only the unicorn who was lazily gnawing at the grass. "Unicorn, did you see Kyfayar?"

The unicorn nodded.

"Where did he fall?"

"To the East." The unicorn replied in a deep voice.

"You're a big loser! If you don't say anything, I'll cut off your horn!" Augusta went up and kicked the unicorn. "Take me to Kyfayar!"

"Ah! I'm hurt!" The unicorn screamed and fell to the ground, "A plague o' both your houses!" 1 After that, his eyes turned up in its sockets, and he frothed at his mouth which he left half-open. His body twitched, his head tilted to the side, and he did not move.

"You're playing dead again!" Augusta jumped in anger. Of course, the unicorn who pretended to be dead wouldn't pay attention to him.

The helpless magician could only run to the eastern forest with his own legs. After only a few hundred meters, he was out of breath. The bad results of his lack of exercise were now finally showing. He cursed the unicorn in his heart a hundred times, then recited a spell, performed teleportation, and moved himself to the edge of the forest.

The forest surrounding the house was quite old, and it existed even before the Augusta family moved here. The deep and dense forest was filled with a cold chill. Augusta shivered and plucked up his courage to enter the forest.

"Kyfayar!" He yelled, "Where are you, Kyfayar!"

After a while, a shaky voice answered, "My… My Lord…"

Augusta sped away in the direction of the sound, tripping several times over raised roots. By the time he found Kyfayar, who had fallen into the woods, he was covered with fallen leaves and mud, making him look like an explorer who had been living alone in the wilderness for a week.

Kyfayar was lying under a pile of branches, bruised and bleeding from his head and limbs, who knew whether he had injured any bones. Augusta knelt beside him in a daze, touched him lightly, and then withdrew his hands in panic, for fear that it would hurt him even more.

"You… Are you all right?" asked the magician, trembling. After that, he patted his head heavily, "I'm such an idiot. You don't look like you're okay…"

"I'm fine, Lord Augusta." Kyfayar squeezed out a smile, "It's just that I'm seeing stars, maybe a little ringing in my ears, and I'm a little in pain…"

"Don't move, I'll take you to the hospital! No, no, I'll call an ambulance!"

"No, my lord! I'm really okay!" Kyfayar said, "I'll be okay in a moment. We werewolves are born with the ability to heal ourselves, so long as we rest for a while, we will naturally heal. In the past, our tribe often held wrestling competitions. I suffered more injuries than this, and I'm okay…"

"Really…"

"Of course, how could I deceive you?" Then, Kyfayar spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You vomited blood! Ah, ah, ah, you are not okay! You vomited blood! And said you're okay! I'll call an ambulance now!"

"Don't!" Kyfayar yelled hoarsely, "By the time the ambulance arrives, I'll be fine! I don't want to give you any more trouble! It was not my intention to say those words. Please don't be angry…"

Augusta licked his lips in panic. "I'm not angry anymore, Kyfayar. I'm sorry, it's my fault. I just wanted to use magic to send you away. Unexpectedly, I used too much. Do you need anything? I'll give it to you! You're bleeding! Would you like some water?"

"No, Lord Augusta…" Kyfayar said weakly, "If you really want to…"

"Hm? What do you need?"

"It's because I kissed you that I was thrown away. If you kiss me once, and I make you fly, we'll be even." He laughed. "But I can't make you fly, so can you kiss me?"

He looked expectantly at Augusta. But what he was waiting for ended up not being a kiss on his lips, but a heavy blow to his chest.

"Cough!" He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Augusta's head burst with blue veins as he sent a punch to Kyfayar's chest, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Don't try to push your luck! I haven't investigated your offence to me yet!"

"I will die, my Lord!" Kyfayar was sobbing.

"Never mind, I'll cure you!" Augusta used his own magic power, turned it into healing power and injected it into Kyfayar. "I'm not very good at healing magic, so it may have side effects. You'll heal yourself anyway. It probably doesn't matter if you have side effects."

Kyfayar's body was covered with a bright white light, and the bruises and blood began to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye. He could even hear his bones creak and heal quickly. The pain gradually disappeared and was replaced by a wonderful, warm comfort. Kyfayar sprang to his feet, and the branches and leaves fell off of him.

"I seem to have recovered!" He touched his chest in surprise. "Your magic is amazing."

Augusta snorted, "Is there any pain in your body?"

"No pain! No pain at all! I feel full of power!" Kyfayar jumped up and down excitedly, "I love life! I love human beings! World peace! Hallelujah! Awoo, awoooo!" He howled wildly and rushed out of the forest.

Augusta's head filled with a cold sweat, and he conjured up a pen and a paper with magic, and recorded —

Name: Sixth Magic.

Configuration: Rapid proliferation of living cells, in-vivo damage repair (short for treatment).

Purpose: To cure an injury caused by falling.

Effect: The injury was cured.

Side effects: According to the wolf's reaction, this spell may lead to hallucinations, madness, hyperactivity and impaired judgment.

Kyfayar opened the door and stared suspiciously at the visitor. The visitor also stared at him with arrogant eyes, "Mr. Augusta Hollich, please?"

"Yes?"

Kyfayar's nose was rudely stuffed with a receipt. "Express delivery, please sign for it!"

Before Augusta got up, Kyfayar didn't want to disturb his sleep (he seemed to be working on some new topic recently and stayed up for several days in a row), so he signed the receipt. The arrogant courier and one of his companions unloaded a huge box from a car parked by the door, stuffed it into the hallway, and glanced at the house viciously before leaving, as if the owner had ordered something terrible like nuclear materials from the Internet.

As soon as they left, Kyfayar slammed the door behind them. He didn't like express delivery, much less the courier. He had a lot of trouble on his way to Augusta's house, and he still remembered it!

However, what did Lord Augusta buy? Why is it so large and heavy that two couriers were needed to carry it?

Kyfayar didn't dare to open the package without authorization. Instead, he had to move around it, sticking his face to the lid of the box and sniffing the inside, hoping to sniff out the clues, so as to judge what was in it. Unfortunately, he didn't smell anything. Some kind of magic was used to isolate the smell, and no smell leaked out.

Why is it sealed like this? Why is it so mysterious? This volume, this weight, is it something the same size as me…

When Augusta got up early in the morning and went downstairs to have breakfast, the first scene he saw was Kyfayar squatting on the porch and crying bitterly, just like a primary school student who found his beloved pet little goldfish dead.

"What's the matter, Kyfayar? Are you hurt? Did you cut your hand when you were cutting vegetables? Or are there any new side effects of the last treatment?" Augusta asked nervously.

Kyfayar lifted his eyes from the crook of his arm, bent down the corner of his mouth, and began to cry again. "Woo, woo, woo. Lord Augusta, you don't want me! This time, I'm not wanted at all…"

"Ha?" Augusta was confused.

Kyfayar pitifully wiped his tears away. "I'm not smart and cute. I always make trouble and make you angry. Are you going to drive me away?"

"What are you talking about?"

The young werewolf sniffled and looked sadly at the giant cardboard box on the side. "Lord Cavaldien has sent you a new servant. You don't need me anymore!"

Only then did Augusta discover the existence of the container. His attention was solely focused on Kyfayar that he turned a blind eye to such a huge object. His eyesight was getting worse and worse!

"Oh, that," Augusta suddenly wanted to laugh, but he suppressed the urge and tried to say in a dignified voice, "that's the magic materials I ordered for casting."

"What?" Kyfayar got a shock.

In order to convince him, Augusta opened the seal on the box in front of him. After opening it, the contents in the box could be seen at a glance: bundles of lavender, eyeballs soaked in glass bottles, unknown animal fur, withered green leaves dried in the sun, two pieces of crimson original ores, and many small packages wrapped with charms. With so many things packed in a big cardboard box, no wonder the box was so heavy.

Kyfayar opened his mouth like a stranded fish, seemed to want to say something, then broke his tears with a smile. He hugged Augusta, and rubbed his tears and snot on his inner clothes, "Great! You didn't not want me! I was so worried! Woo hoo, I can stay!"

Augusta stuck out his tongue in his heart. Although he thought Kyfayar was very interesting, he still pushed the other away, "Don't rub your dirty face on me! It's disgusting!"

"Yes, my Lord!"

"Take the box to my alchemy lab!"

"Yes!"

Kyfayar's physical strength was much greater than that of ordinary human beings, so he had no difficulty carrying a box that weighed more than him. He carried the box upstairs, and Augusta followed him, opened the door of the alchemy lab for him, and instructed him to put the box in a suitable corner.

There were several laboratories in Augusta's house, and Kyfayar knew about them, but never went in. Augusta warned him that the contents were extremely dangerous and that if he was not careful, and something was broken, they might lose their lives. Kyfayar had heard the story of "Blue Beard" and vowed that he would never sneak in due to his curiosity — of course, he didn't think Augusta would hide bodies in the lab, but a magician's lab was a dangerous place for ordinary people.

In addition to the alchemy laboratory, there were physical laboratories and medical laboratories in the house. There was a mysterious small room in a corner of the basement with a seal on the door. Kyfayar never dared to get close to it because every time he entered the basement, he would feel a faint and cold breath pouring out from behind the seal. According to Miss Quentina, it was Augusta's black magic lab.

"If you go in, you'll never get out. Even if you have life left, Mr. Augusta will kill you for sealing." Quentina threatened. Kyfayar thought she was just bluffing, but he decided not to go near the room for the rest of his life.

Now that he was finally lucky enough to see the alchemy laboratory, he was still a little excited. But as soon as he entered, he was immediately disappointed. In the laboratory, there were no magic and treacherous things as he imagined.

There were no black crucibles, drugs with strange bubbles, plants with ferocious shapes and small animals shivering in cages. There were only clean glass containers and experimental platforms, many unnamed chemical instruments, shelves of colorful chemicals, a tall stainless steel filing cabinet and bare walls. There was even a periodic table with Mendeleev's head on it. Even if someone told Kyfayar that this was a school's chemistry classroom, he would have believed it without thinking.

"This is the alchemy laboratory?" Kyfayar looked around, hoping to find a hidden door that would tell him that these chemical instruments were just deception, and that the real alchemy laboratory was somewhere else.

"What do you think the alchemy laboratory should look like?"

"Well, more… Mysterious? Terrifying?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about my career?"

Kyfayar scratched his head in bewilderment, "I always thought your lab should be like the towers of the old white bearded wizard in the movie."

"The old wizard with a white beard in the movie can stab people with a sword!"

Augusta sneered, took a flask from the shelf where all kinds of containers were placed, and pulled a glass tube out of the cupboard.

"Come and sit down." Augusta motioned for Kyfayar to sit on the armchair.

"Do, what!" Kyfayar nervously lifted his elbow. "You want to draw my blood? Are you going to turn me into a laboratory mouse?"

"Nonsense! Sit down!" Augusta yelled.

Kyfayar sat down with a face looking like a bitter gourd and pulled up the sleeve of his left hand. When Augusta drew blood, Kyfayar's face was wrinkled like an orange that had been kept for a month. He looked as if Augusta was not holding a small needle but a grenade launcher, which would blow off half of his head at any time.

"I'm not going to kill you!" After drawing blood, Augusta gave Kyfayar a fierce look.

"Why do you need to draw my blood…" The young werewolf was depressed.

"Why do you think I ordered so many materials?"

"I don't know…"

"It's about your monthly troubles!" After that, Augusta said, "Damn it, I've got Cavaldien's problem! It's for your full moon nights!"

"I… For me? Why?"

"Do you think you didn't have enough trouble on the night of the full moon?"

Thinking of the experience of entering the police station because he went 'streaking naked', Kyfayar blushed, "I didn't mean to! At that time, I was out of control and I didn't know what I was doing."

"So I'm going to make a potion that makes it so you can't change on a full moon night, and you can still stay conscious after that."

Kyfayar jumped up, "Really? What magic potion can you invent?"

He gazed admiringly at Augusta, his eyes shining. Now the magician was no longer a mortal, but an omnipotent God! "It's not just me. Our entire werewolf race will be very grateful to you!"

Augusta cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well, I can only try. Since ancient times, so many alchemists have tried to refine this medicine, but they have failed. I dare not say that I will be better than them."

"You will succeed! I have confidence in you!"

…What blind trust. Augusta thought feebly.

"Cough, that, by the way," Augusta cleared his throat, "I have some questions to ask you. If you don't understand them, I can't refine the medicine."

"You may ask! As long as it's something I can answer, I'll tell you everything!" Kyfayar patted his chest.

"Besides the night of the full moon, can you change your body at ordinary times?"

"Of course, I'm an adult werewolf and can control my transformation at any time."

"Can you stay conscious when you change?"

"Yes."

"That is to say, on full moon nights, you werewolves will transform without any control, and will be unable to stay conscious?"

"Yes! Because the full moon is magical, we will lose control when we are inspired by the magic of the moon."

Augusta pondered for a moment. The magic of the full moon? Kyfayar said it was natural, but it was hard for human beings to understand this illusory concept. As expected, I can't understand what he is saying!

"Explain the magic of the full moon."

Kyfayar was embarrassed, "I don't know how to describe it. It is a strange force from the moon and as long as you feel it, your body will lose control. Ah, it's like hearing wonderful music, and one can't help dancing to it!"

You're not a snake. Who's going to dance to it! "What is the source of this magic? Is it the light of the moon? Will you change on a rainy night when you can't see the moon?"

"We will still change, so I don't think it's from the moonlight…"

Augusta nodded, "I don't think so. The moonlight is the reflection of the sun. If it's the moonlight, why don't you transform during the day? So it must have nothing to do with light. Is it gravity related to the moon? Just like tides, the tides during the full moon will be more violent than at other times…"

"It's very likely. Many people in our family think so."

"Hm. Oh, I see. Gravity is not my area of expertise. I can only try my best. I'm not sure it will be refined correctly."

Kyfayar clenched his fists in a cheering gesture. "I believe you! Even if… Even if you can't do it…" He said, shyly lowering his head, "You care so much about me…" He turned his eyes and quickly changed his words, "Us werewolves. I appreciate you from the bottom of my heart! Getting your attention is more important to me than anything…"

Augusta took a reflexive step back for fear that Kyfayar would come up and lick him, or rub tears on him. Fortunately, the werewolf didn't do that. The magician was sweating. The werewolf was not a snake dancing along to the sound. He was about to become a snake!

Augusta claimed that he wanted to make the medicine behind closed doors, so he stayed in the laboratory without stepping out. Kyfayar took all the meals and left them at the door to the laboratory. The werewolf youth was not allowed to enter the laboratory.

Kyfayar didn't know what Augusta was doing inside, but one time when he delivered a meal, he saw a strange flash of blue and green flowing through the crack of the door, which scared him enough to run away as if the laboratory was about to explode. Of course, nothing happened in the end. The lab was safe and Augusta was still behind closed doors.

One morning, after several days, Kyfayar went to collect the dishes according to his daily habits, but what was unusual was that the door was slightly open. Had Lord Augusta finished his research? At this point, he was 'forgetting to eat and sleep' for the sake of research!

Kyfayar plucked up his courage and knocked twice on the door. No movement. He put his ear against the door and tried to listen for anything but all he got was a little cold in his ears. Just as he was about to give up, the door opened and Kyfayar fell into the laboratory and ran head-on into Augusta. There was a loud noise, and the two men fell down like trees cut by a lumberjack.

"Oh! Ouch!" Kyfayar screamed.

Although he was the one who brought Augusta down, it was he who was finally used and crushed as a cushion. Because Augusta cleverly applied a space conversion technique the moment they fell, their positions changed instantly, and Augusta fell on top of Kyfayar.

"What are you doing stealthily outside the door? Fortunately, I was quick enough, huh?" Augusta brushed the dust off his lapels and got up from Kyfayar. "No, this is the right time. I was just going to find you."

"What can I do for you?"

Augusta took a test tube from the test tube rack on the experimental platform, which contained a dark brown liquid, like a tube filled with mud. He held up the test tube and shook it in front of Kyfayar's eyes. "I refined a drug, but the effect has not been verified. I need a volunteer to help test it."

"I would like to be a volunteer!"

"Well duh, there are no other werewolves here."

Augusta put the test tube back into the rack and took out a document from the drawer of the experiment bench, "Then please sign this consent form."

Kyfayar took the document and glanced at it. It was full of all kinds of obscure technical terms and Latin terms. Except for the 'consent form for clinical trials of alchemy drugs' which was in bold, Kyfayar basically understood nothing. Mr. Augusta should not have any intention of harming him, so he signed his name on the signature line and returned the document to Augusta.

"Good, good," Augusta put the file back in the drawer. "I'll show you the possible side effects of this drug."

"Will it be like the last time I was cured?" Kyfayar asked.

"…Why do you say 'cure' the same as you would say 'hit by a fireball'?"

"Because it seems to do more harm than good."

Augusta squinted at him. Kyfayar shut up. "This potion won't make you nervous. But you can get dizzy and tired."

"That's nothing."

"Vomiting, diarrhea, sore limbs."

"It sounds like the flu…"

"Erectile dysfunction, incontinence."

"Is it so serious?"

"It's just possible in theory!"

"Is it still too late to go back on my word?"

"You've already signed the consent form!"

Kyfayar cried, "My Lord, can I…"

"No! Either drink it or get out of my house!"

"I'll drink… I'll drink…"

Augusta grabbed the test tube, "Well, please change your form first."

"Why?"

"The effect of the potion is to suppress the power of the werewolf. If it works, you will be forced to revert to adult form and will not be able to change again for a short time. I will decide what to do next according to its effect, whether to change the formula or — good God! Why are you undressing in front of me again?"

Kyfayar peeled off his shirt, showing his strong muscles. He untied his pants, and took off his clothes. He must have practiced these movements many times. Augusta looked away in embarrassment, trying not to notice what was dangling between the legs of the young werewolf.

"I am ready, sir!"

"Oh, oh…" Augusta perfunctorily replied, "let's get started."

The magician knew what a werewolf transformation looked like. He had seen a video of a werewolf transformation in class when he was in college before, but this was his first time watching it closely in reality.

Kyfayar bent down, he roared like rolling thunder, and his facial features crowded together as if he was in pain. His body and muscles swelled up, his skeletal frame enlarged, long hair came out from under his skin, his facial bones rose forward, and his nails grew wildly.

In a few minutes, he was transformed from a handsome young man into a two meter tall monster: a wolf head on his neck, well-developed human limbs, cold claws, and was covered with gray and white animal fur. In short, he was like a wolf that could walk upright with extremely developed forelimbs.

His eyes were still ice-blue, and the corners of his eyes were like wolves, but they were very clear, and they seemed rational and sober. Augusta looked up at this very different creature from human beings and almost forgot to breathe.

"…Kyfayar?" he asked tentatively.

"It's getting better, Lord Augusta." The werewolf replied. When he opened his mouth, his mouth was full of sharp fangs, and his voice was different from before. It was more deep and hoarse, like a beast roaring.

"Er… So… Drink this tube of medicine…" Augusta timidly reached out and handed over the test tube. The werewolf took the little glass tube. Augusta had thought that the claws would crush the test tube, but the werewolf held it with great care and agility, which was beyond his expectation.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Augusta." The werewolf said, "I know I look terrible, but I won't hurt you. I'm conscious now. I'm still me. I'm still Kyfayar."

Augusta nodded mechanically, "Good, good. Please drink it quickly."

The werewolf put the test tube to his mouth and poured the contents in.

"How about it? How do you feel?" Augusta picked up a notebook with great interest, intending to record Kyfayar's reaction.

"Well… It's hard to drink."

"That doesn't count! What about the other feelings? Do you feel the magic of the moon?"

"Sir, where can I feel the magic of the moon in this broad daylight…"

"How do you feel? It doesn't matter. Tell me all about it. I want to make a record of the experiment."

"My stomach seems to be a little uncomfortable, as if I drank something terrible."

"Mm-hmm," causing gastrointestinal discomfort, "and what else?"

"I feel a little queasy, sir!"

'Nausea and vomiting' was no surprise. Augusta pointed to the side with his ballpoint pen. "The bathroom is over there. If you want to vomit, just go and puke it out. It doesn't matter."

"I feel a little uncomfortable, itchy!" The werewolf scratched his arm.

"I didn't expect that it might be related to your constitution. Do you have sensitive skin?"

"Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!" The werewolf suddenly yelled, collapsed and curled up. The process of becoming a werewolf reversed at once. His bones shrank, his fur retracted, and his sharp claws returned to normal nails. Kyfayar returned from werewolf form to human form.

"I don't feel right all over, Lord Augusta!"

"Are you alright? Can you stand up?"

Kyfayar got up trembling, his knees shaking. He was almost human, except for two wolf ears on his head and a bushy wolf tail behind his buttocks.

"Such a creepy feeling!" He complained, "It's like spitting out something you just ate! Speaking of this, I feel like vomiting again…" His ears drooped listlessly as he spoke, and Augusta could hardly take his eyes off his wolf ears!

"Well, Kyfayar, now try to see if you can change again?"

"Do you really want me to do this, sir?"

"I'd like to test its anti-transformation effect." Augusta stared at Kyfayar's ears and spoke with no confidence.

"Well, I'll try…" Kyfayar muttered. He closed his eyes, arched his back, tightened his muscles and mobilized his strength. After a moment, he lowered his shoulder, "No, sir, I can't change! Your potion is working!"

"Hm… Mn… Really…" Augusta murmured, "You can't? But you are not completely human."

"Have I not become human now?"

Augusta tapped his head with a ballpoint pen. Kyfayar touched his head and jumped back, "How could this happen?! My ears! Why can't I go back?"

"And behind you…"

"My tail!" Kyfayar turned in horror, trying to find his tail, like a dog chasing his tail in vain. Kyfayar sobbed, "Why can't my ears and tail go back? Lord Augusta, how could this happen?"

Augusta jotted down the words 'ears and tail' in his book, "Um… I guess maybe the potion will have some kind of 'incomplete transformation' effect? It's about getting stuck between 'changing' and 'not changing'. It's strange. I didn't expect that…"

Kyfayar turned around in a daze, covering his ears with one hand and trying to grab his tail with the other, "What should I do? Will I be able to change back?"

"I don't know. Maybe you'll be able to go back once the medicine is out of your system?"

Kyfayar burst into tears, "What if I can't go back? Is there an antidote?" As he said this, his tail swayed anxiously from side to side.

"It's not poison. There's no antidote!" Augusta turned his head, covered his mouth and tried to suppress his smile. Kyfayar looked so funny that he almost fainted with laughter! No, never laugh! Kyfayar will be angry!

In the end, he couldn't help it.

"Poo, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha…" Augusta left his book and leaned against the experiment platform, tears streaming out of his eyes. "Sorry, Kyfayar, I didn't mean to, but your appearance, your appearance… Hahaha, hahaha…"

"How can you laugh at me?! You made me look like this, and you're laughing at me!"

"I'm not laughing at you, I just I can't help but haha, haha…"

"I know I can't see people anymore. You're not only different from me, but you're also laughing at me! Too much!"

Oh, this is so cute, isn't it? Augusta thought. Human but with animal ears, tails and so on. What kind of rabbit girl, cat girl… However, Kyfayar was neither a charming rabbit girl nor a cute cat girl. A big man with wolf ears on his head and a tail behind his back. This was really…

"I sympathize with you, but hahahaha, I didn't mean to laugh…"

He laughed for five minutes. Finally, he stopped his laughter with the will of his level as a mage. He tried to straighten his face and said seriously, "I will find a solution. Don't worry. Let me draw some blood first and test the drug concentration in your blood…" He reached for the needle, but his hand was still shaking because he had laughed so hard.

Kyfayar put his hands around his chest and bit his lips in a twist, "Forget it."

"What?"

"I… It doesn't matter if I can't go back…"

"Did I hear you wrong?"

"I said," Kyfayar raised his volume, "I don't care if I keep being this way!"

"Why, Kyfayar, do you like that?"

"You like it." Kyfayar blushed, "It's the first time since I came to your house that I've seen you laughing so happily." His tail wagged slowly, and his ears moved rhythmically. "If I can make you happy, I'll keep being like this all the time."

Augusta couldn't laugh any more. What's going on with this guy? Why can you say that as if nothing happened? Is he angry or sincere?

"Can I touch your ears then?" Augusta asked tentatively.

Kyfayar lowered his head, "Of course you can!"

Augusta pressed a hand against Kyfayar's head and scratched his ears like a dog. Kyfayar squinted and the wolf's ears fell back comfortably.

"Really don't care?" Augusta asked in a low voice.

"Mn! As long as you like it…"

Kyfayar's wolf ears were soft and fluffy, which made Augusta feel relaxed, "Touch my tail, if you like."

Bang! He got a heavy blow on the head.

"Why hit me?!" Kyfayar cried innocently.

"Isn't that like touching your ass? Who's going to touch your ass! Fuck off!"

Other people's reactions to Kyfayar's wolf ears and tail caused by the failure of the drug trial were not as tolerant as Augusta.

"Hahahahaha. What's the matter with your ears and tail! Mr. Augusta's interest is so strange. Hahahahahahaha! You cut a hole in your pants to show your tail! I didn't know you had such a bad taste before!" Quentina was laughing and banging her hands on the floor.

"Hahahahahahaha, have you seen it? It's disgusting to have wolf ears and human ears at the same time! Can't you just leave one pair of ears? I'm laughing at both of them!" The unicorn rolled with laughter.

"Miss Quentina! Unicorn! Can you stop laughing?! It was a complete accident! What's so funny?" Kyfayar cried in vain.

"Enough! You two shut up! Quentina, laugh again and I'll fire you! Unicorn, believe it or not, I'll give you to the zoo!" Augusta roared.

But they both laughed wildly and rolled to the other end of the grass, too far away to hear Augusta's threat.

"If you roll that far, don't come back!"

Augusta stood in front of the suspension bridge, under which were steep cliffs and swift river water. The wind was blowing, and the suspension bridge 'creaked' and swung as if it would break at any time.

Quentina and the unicorn were standing opposite the bridge. The female vampire waved to Augusta, and her mouth moved but her voice reached his end after a short interval, which showed how long the suspension bridge was. "Mr. Augusta! Come here!"

Augusta hesitated and cried, "Can I teleport?"

Quentina continued to wave, "What did you say? It's too windy for me to hear! Come here! There is still a long way to go!"

Kyfayar said from behind his back, "Yes, my Lord, come on. If you are afraid, I can hold you…"

"Can you stop dawdling?" The unicorn said, "You're not tired, I'm tired! I want to go to the vacation home quickly and rest!"

Go to your mother's vacation home! Augusta thought bitterly. I shouldn't have agreed to this stupid proposal!

The story began two days ago.

While cooking dinner, Kyfayar anxiously told Quentina, "Recently, in order to develop new medicine, Lord Augusta has been forgetting to eat and sleep. It's so hard on him."

The female vampire turned her head and let out a 'pft' sound, "Please, can you keep your ears still the next time you talk? Every time I see them… pft, hee hee!"

Kyfayar hurriedly covered his wolf ears, "I can't help it! It's an unconscious movement that can't be controlled!"

Quentina grabbed a chef's hat and pressed it on his head. Kyfayar mumbled, straightening it.

"Come back to the point, Miss Quentina! Lord Augusta works so hard every day that he doesn't know what the combination of work and rest means. I'm worried about him."

"Then tell him to come out and relax. Ah, how about going out for a vacation?" Quentina clapped her hands. "It'll be good to take a vacation. Vacations are relaxing, inspiring, and will increase the chance to enhance our feelings."

"Increase… to enhance our feelings?" Kyfayar suddenly became interested.

"Haven't you heard of the suspension bridge effect?"

Kyfayar shook his head.

"It says that men and women who meet on a suspension bridge are more likely to become lovers because they mistake the excitement and anxiety caused by the dangerous stimulation of the suspension bridge for the feeling of love. You don't believe it," said Quentina decisively after seeing Kyfayar's suspicious look, "It's based on science."

"In your opinion, if Augusta and I go on a holiday to a dangerous place, then we are more likely to become…" Kyfayar stammered, his cheeks burned, and he couldn't speak.

"Young man, believe in science! And, if you do well on the journey, you may be able to impress Mr. Augusta."

"I want to go on holiday, Miss Quentina!" Kyfayar said immediately. His tail wagged quickly to show his interest.

The unicorn put his head in through the window.

"Did I hear the word 'vacation'?"

"We're talking about it." Kyfayar replied.

"Good, vacation! I haven't been on a holiday for years! Augusta, a black hearted man, never gives me annual leave, bah! I knew that human capitalists aren't fair!"

"Unicorn! Don't spit! This is the kitchen. It's unhygienic!"

"Bring me Augusta's cup! I'll go spit inside it, pei!"

Kyfayar quickly removed the kitchenware and tableware from the unicorn's saliva range.

"Have you decided to go on holiday?"

"No, we still…"

"It has been happily decided!" Quentina, like a sparrow, interrupted Kyfayar. "The other day, I saw an ad in my mailbox for renting a vacation home, so I went through with it!" She ran out of the kitchen in rapturous delight, and the rest of her voice rang out, "Vacation home! Ah — I love vacation homes!"

As she disappeared, Kyfayar whispered to the unicorn, "Do you think Miss Quentina just wants to go by herself?"

"Certainly. But now it's all of us."

"What if Augusta doesn't want to go?"

"He will. Otherwise, when we are all gone, will he stay at home alone and die of starvation? He's not stupid. He can only live if he goes with us!" The unicorn nodded to himself and admired his theory, "So the three of us must unite! Augusta must not be given a chance to survive! Oh, no, Augusta must not be allowed to refuse a holiday offer!"

"…Do you really mean what you just said?"

Augusta was certainly not stupid.

Based on his years of experience with Quentina, he knew what the other was up to when he heard the word 'vacation'. Of course, knowing, in the final analysis, he does not have a good way to deal with it. If both Quentina and Kyfayar were gone, then he would die of starvation. In a few days, the headline of the daily news would be, 'Terrible! Magician starved to death at home.'

As for the unicorn? Well, it didn't make any difference whether he went or stayed.

According to Quentina (well, according to the small advertisement) the cottage was located in a beautiful and independent valley. To get there, they had to take a bus from Radier town to the railway station, take a train for three hours, and then take a bus. The last part of the road must be travelled on by foot.

They could drive, of course, but Augusta didn't have a car because it was not usable for him in his everyday life. He usually took the unicorn, a green, clean and energy-saving vehicle (although they would become a laughing stock for passers-by). But this time was different. No matter how powerful the unicorn was, he couldn't carry three people. Besides, he wouldn't agree to let Quentina and Kyfayar ride on him.

Augusta was going to use this to stop the evil plans of the three of them.

"We can't get there." He was right. "It's impossible for three people to ride a unicorn together, or have the unicorn take a car. It's possible for the unicorn to become human, but he would rather die than do so."

"I've come up with a plan, Mr. Augusta!" Quentina was confident. "We can split up into two groups. Kyfayar and I will drive, and you will ride the unicorn. Finally we will meet up."

This is it! The unicorn turned into a mobile prison. As long as Augusta stayed on his back, he would never want to walk away!

So he reluctantly agreed to go on holiday with them. Anyway, his research had just entered the bottleneck period. Instead of sitting at home every day, it would be better to do something else to change his thinking.

Quentina immediately contacted the person who was renting the home and got the key. It took them only one day to pack up, and another day later they were on their way. They separated at the gate of the house, Quentina and Kyfayar (carrying a lot of luggage) went to town to take the bus, and Augusta got on the unicorn.

Before leaving, Quentina told the unicorn, "You must keep an eye on Mr. Augusta. Don't let him escape. If he wants to run, corner him!"

The unicorn replied to Quentina's earnest teachings, "What a joke! I can fly! I'm faster than a jet! Can he escape?"

…Are you traveling or escorting prisoners?!

On the unicorn's back, Augusta felt that he had fallen into a big hole dug by three non-human magical creatures. This must be a terrifying plot against humanity! If the unicorn wanted to kill him, it would be easy as long as he turned somersaults when he flew in the sky.

For this reason, Augusta recited the incantation of levitation all the way, to prevent the unicorn's mutiny. And the unicorn also complained about Augusta's weight all the way, from his three meals a day to his habit of never exercising, as if he was carrying an overweight whale instead of a bony magician. Why do I have to go on holiday with him? Isn't a holiday a life of eating and sleeping every day?

Three hours later, the unicorn landed on a forest road near a bus stop. The unicorn was much faster than cars and trains (but he hadn't used his maximum speed. Human beings couldn't bear the acceleration and airflow brought by super high speed. In other words, the unicorn didn't want to kill Augusta with his super speed. And Augusta really thanked him for it).

Naturally, they got there earlier than the werewolf-vampire duo. So Augusta had to stare at the unicorn for an hour before seeing a bus slowly coming down the road. Augusta didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the bus was covered in a layer of Holy Light — it must have come to save him from the fire and water!

The bus finally came to a halt at the stop. After the door opened, a woman in a black leather suit and a motorcycle helmet jumped off of the bus first. Needless to say, it was Quentina. As a vampire, she couldn't stand the sun. If she wanted to move under the hot sun, she must wrap herself tightly. If she showed a little bit of skin, she would smoke like a steak on a barbecue.

Kyfayar, who was carrying a lot of luggage, followed Quentina. In order to cover his wolf's ears and tail, he wore a wide brimmed hat. His tail was tucked in his trousers and he wore a coat with a long hem to cover it, otherwise people would see his trousers bulging suspiciously.

There were other passengers on the bus. At the moment, they all came to the windows near Augusta, and were pointing at the person and animal on the road while taking pictures, and being very interested. Their whispers (not really private, some people spoke very loud) naturally came to Augusta's ears.

"Look! Is that a unicorn? Wow, it's the first time I've seen a living unicorn!"

"The man is actually with the unicorn. Is he…"

"Is he still a virgin at that age? Pft, pft, pft…"

Augusta blushed and tried to hold back his urge to throw a big fireball at the bus load of people.

"Have you been here a long time? Did you wait long?" Quentina, who wore a helmet and had a loud voice, greeted Augusta. "Cars and trains are not as fast as unicorns. Well, I'd like to ride a unicorn once in my life, but I don't have a chance…" The helmet hid her expression. Augusta guessed that she must be laughing in her helmet.

"I thought you were on your way to a funeral! Let's go," Augusta said bitterly.

Quentina took out a crumpled map from her pocket and looked it over and over for a long time without seeing it. Finally, Kyfayar turned the map upside down and they found the right direction. Quentina folded the map, tucked it back into her pocket, and casually said, "Just follow the road in that direction!"

"Can we rely on you? What will we do if we get lost?"

"What's the matter! We have a compass. As long as we go in one direction, sooner or later we can return to where we are. The earth is round. Young people believe in science." Quentina gave a thumbs up.

I'm a magician. You're telling me to believe in science?! Augusta had abdominal flocculus.

A human, a werewolf, a vampire, and a unicorn then set off, following Quentina's direction, down the road into the forest. Soon, the asphalt pavement disappeared from under their feet, turned into gravel pavement, and then turned into a dirt road. Finally, there was no road at all, and the group could only walk through the forest.

"Quentina, are we really going in the right direction?" Augusta nervously asked as he pushed aside the branches that had fallen onto his head, "Didn't you say that we can reach the vacation home by car? Are we really going the right way? Now there's no way left…"

"Oh, the advertisement must have been an exaggeration…"

"Too much exaggeration, isn't it?"

Like a primeval forest expedition, they finally got to a place where the vegetation was a little sparse. But instead of the cozy vacation cottage that Augusta had been dreaming of, there was a canyon in front of them, with only a rickety, age-old looking suspension bridge connecting both ends of the canyon.

Kyfayar looked at the canyon and took a long breath. Augusta thought that he wanted to express his feelings and thoughts about the scenery in front of him. Unexpectedly, he exclaimed, "A suspension bridge!"

Is your focus there?!

Quentina pulled out her wrinkled map again, "A suspension bridge! It seems that we are on the right path!" She pointed to the map, which had a crooked route like an earthworm, with a fork in the middle and a line of small characters — 'suspension bridge' written beside the fork.

"Go over the bridge and move down the river to get to the cottage."

"Where is the vacation home? Is it a camp of the 'Survival in the Wild'?"

"Where is the vacation home? Is it a camp of the 'Survival in the Wild'?"

"Why, if it's Survival in the Wild, you should be eating ants now." Quentina folded up the map as if nothing had happened. "Let's go!"

"…Oh. Then you stand by me, and I'll waste a bit of magic and teleport us since we can't help it."

Quentina exclaimed angrily, "Why use magic if you can solve something with your legs?"

"This suspension bridge looks shabby. God knows if it will break! It's safer with magic!"

"So what if it breaks! I can become a bat, the unicorn can fly, you can use magic, even if Kyfayar can't do anything, there is the river below. You won't fall to your death, and both of you can swim. There is no danger at all!"

"I think it's very dangerous for you to say so!"

"It's this process that I enjoy when I travel. If I depend on magic for everything, what's the meaning of traveling?"

It doesn't mean much at all! I didn't come voluntarily! "You mean we'll go straight there?"

"I won't mind if you want to leave."

"…Good, good. I'll go. I'll go." Augusta sighed weakly, and again, reluctantly succumbed to Quentina's influence.

The party discussed for a while, and decided to let the unicorn carry the luggage first across the bridge. The unicorn, of course, was against it. "I'm a noble unicorn, and I'm not a donkey hauling goods. Why should I carry the luggage?"

"Because you're the only creature here with four legs."

"You have the face to say! Didn't you humans also evolve from monkeys?! Pft! It should be degradation! And why should I be the first to cross the bridge? Do you think I'm expendable?"

"Don't you know how to fly?" asked Quentina. "Even if the bridge breaks, you'll be fine. The bridge is terribly shaky that ordinary people have to use the rope for support to walk smoothly, but Kyfayar is carrying all the luggage. And you're the only one of us who doesn't need to use a hand…"

The unicorn screamed, "You racist! I will sue you!"

The other three vied to blame him. "No team spirit at all!"

"You don't want to be human! I don't deserve that!"

"We'll cross the bridge by ourselves without playing with you!"

The unicorn was so angry that he jumped, "You are cruel! Put the luggage up quickly! This is my last trip with you! I swear! One last time!"

Kyfayar was finally relieved and could take a break. Carrying his luggage was not enough to make him pant, but everyone's was too much. He and Quentina tied their luggage to the unicorn's back as the latter kept swearing. Kyfayar's relatives, the Arctic wolves, and Quentina's distant cousin, African vampire bats, who never walked, did not escape his curses. Strapped up, the unicorn groaned and walked onto the bridge.

The suspension bridge was originally swaying with the wind, but the unicorn's steps made it shake constantly. It seemed that it would break at any time. Fortunately, the unicorn walked so fast and steadily that he was able to easily cross the bridge and climb to the other side of the canyon. They were a little relieved that the suspension bridge could support the unicorn and the weight of all the luggage, so the rest of their weights should be okay.

Quentina ordered the two men to be gentlemanly and was the second to cross the bridge. She acted like the wind, walked on the suspension bridge as if she was walking on the ground, and smoothly arrived at the opposite end like it was a catwalk, as if she were walking on the red carpet instead of crossing the suspension bridge.

Augusta was the third, with Kyfayar last. The magician gingerly grabbed the suspension bridge rope and took a careful step. With a gust of wind, the suspension bridge shook and issued a creepy 'creaking' sound. Augusta retreated in horror.

"No way!" He yelled hoarsely, "I don't think I can make it!"

—So this was the scene that ensued.

Augusta, however, would not move forward, leaving the unicorn and Quentina on the other side shouting and yelling at him. Seeing that he was standing still, the unicorn had a good idea, and changed the method, "Augusta, are you afraid? Oh, the great master dare not even cross a broken suspension bridge? What a coward!"

Quentina added fuel to the fire, "What a disappointment! This is the weakness of mankind! Ah, men!"

Augusta gritted his teeth in anger, "You two wait for me!"

A hand fell on the magician's shoulder, "Don't listen to them, sir. It's just a suspension bridge. It's not dangerous." Kyfayar said, "I'm right behind you. If you fall, I will be responsible for saving you!"

"…Mn, I'm not afraid! I'm a great mage, and I'll save myself!" Augusta muttered.

He knew that there was no way out, and he could only move forward. After crossing the bridge, he must teach those two scoffing guys on the opposite side a lesson!

He grabbed the suspension bridge rope again and took a cautious step. The bridge swayed badly, but not to the point of making him unable to move at all. He slowly moved forward a few steps, only to feel a shock. Kyfayar had followed him on the bridge. Augusta regretted not telling Kyfayar to stay where he was.

With more than one person, the suspension bridge would have to bear more weight. If it broke, what would they do? What's more, every step Kyfayar took, the bridge vibrated slightly, making Augusta unstable. But he couldn't stop Kyfayar. He didn't want to lose face and so he had to go ahead. He stared at the other side of the river. He didn't dare to look down for fear of falling down.

Augusta moved slower than a snail, and the unicorn on the opposite side couldn't wait. As a prank, he raised a hoof and stepped heavily on the suspension bridge. The suspension bridge immediately bumped up and down. Augusta quickly grasped the rope and did not dare to move.

"Hahaha, you're scared! We should have brought a camera to take a picture of your embarrassment. If you dare to disrespect me, I will release your photos! Hee, hee, hee…" The unicorn swayed his head triumphantly as he stepped on the bridge.

"Damn it! Unicorn, you dare to step on the bridge again and I will cut your horn off!"

"Oh…" The unicorn made a gesture to take back his hooves, but unexpectedly stepped on it three times! The suspension bridge trembled like a boat on a rolling wave. Augusta screamed with fear and almost collapsed on the bridge. The unicorn turned to Quentina, "How about that?"

Instead of stopping, the female vampire gave him a thumbs up, "Well done! Suspension bridge effect, science!"

"Then I'll step on it a few more times!"

But before the unicorn had time to make waves again, there was a sound of a 'crack', and the rope on one side of the suspension bridge suddenly broke! The bridge was out of balance and was leaning to one side! Augusta didn't respond and slipped down the bridge. At the critical moment, Kyfayar quickly grabbed him with one hand, and grabbed the unbroken rope with the other. The two men were suspended in mid-air, with the abyss and swift river at their feet.

"No, it broke!" The unicorn was stunned.

"Don't worry, don't move! We will — ah!"

As soon as Quentina's voice dropped, the other rope of the suspension bridge also broke. Kyfayar and Augusta fell into the abyss hand in hand, leaving behind the screams of, "Aaaaaaaah!"

A cold wind blew by. The unicorn turned to Quentina, "I didn't mean to. It was an accident."

Quentina curled her lips and shrugged, "You go and explain to the judge."

"You are an accomplice! You too!"

"It's just a joke. Don't be nervous. Don't forget that Lord Augusta can use floating magic."

The unicorn was relieved. "Yes! I forgot! That is to say, nothing happened at all! Hahaha…"

"Yes, there is no danger! Hahaha, hahaha…"

"But won't it be too late for Augusta to cast the spell?"

"It doesn't matter. There's the river below. They won't die."

"Yes, you are smart! I was almost scared to death!"

"False alarm! It's okay!"

"But Augusta can't swim…"

"Kyfayar can. Swimming is a dog's instinct. He's going to save Augusta."

"Yes, I didn't think of it! Oh you are witty, worthy of living for hundreds of years as a vampire, so experienced!"

"I hate that. Don't praise me so much…"