Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 15 Dark Night Lion Dog

Su Ming cultivates every night and sometimes goes to the living room to sit when he has free time, but he has never run into his father.

Su Jianguo hadn't been back for a long time, and every time he came back and wanted to stay longer, he would be called out. With the New Year approaching, the border guards were even more vigilant, because if the two demons broke into the city at this time, they would be completely doomed.

The military magistrate has been staying at the military post station for some time, so the truck drivers have to make more trips.

Just then, a fellow cyclist fell ill and left, and no one else would take him on, so only the kind-hearted Su Jianguo took him on.

Although it was a bit tough, I was still happy to earn double the money.

Su Ming attends a magic school, which is very expensive. Learning magic is the most expensive of all professions. Su Jianguo is not a magician, but he has heard about it from others.

The longer things go, the more money he'll need. Su Jianguo wanted to earn as much as he could while he was still able to work, so that Su Ming could have an easier life later on.

Su Jianguo would call Su Ming every now and then, so Su Ming didn't need to worry about his father's comfort.

Although delivering goods to the military region is a bit dangerous, the probability of encountering demons is very small, almost impossible.

If the delivery drivers are all killed, who will still believe in the city's military magistrate?

……

Su Ming exhaled a breath of stale air, opened his eyes, and turned on his phone.

"Today is Lunar New Year's Eve." Su Ming sighed, got up to wash up, and then went downstairs.

The living room was still empty; he still hadn't seen his father.

He used to see his father often when he was in school, but after the winter break started, when one of his fellow cyclists got sick, he hasn't seen his father since.

"He won't even come back on New Year's Eve. He could make more money this way." Su Ming shook his head, somewhat dejected. The joy of controlling three space-system stars was gone.

Having previous experience controlling summoning-type planets, controlling spatial-type planets became much easier and faster than before.

With the existence of the soul-repairing vessel, Su Ming was confident that he would be able to unleash spatial magic in less than a year.

Casting magic is only the first stage; increasing the level of magic is much more difficult than controlling stars.

Su Ming spends his spare time practicing summoning techniques in an attempt to improve his magic level, but the results have been minimal and almost negligible.

This made Su Ming realize the difficulty of cultivating magic.

No wonder those people can only become novice magicians even after decades of cultivation.

With his father away, Su Ming had very low expectations of himself.

He cooked a bowl of noodles and added a little sauce, which became his lunch.

After cleaning up the dishes, Su Ming didn't go to cultivate, but instead lay on his loose hair, lost in thought.

Since awakening her magic, she has had less contact with her family and has almost lost contact with Liu Qi. She feels like a completely different person.

Is magic really something that only requires training?

The answer is no. Simply practicing is not enough; one needs to experience and grow.

But Su Ming wasn't in a hurry. If he wanted to gain experience, he needed to master spatial magic first.

Su Ming was lost in thought, his mind wandering to all sorts of random things.

Suddenly, a dimensional portal appeared in his eyes, and Xiao Qing flew out from it and stuck to Su Ming's face.

Without resistance, Su Ming continued talking quietly.

As a magician, he could even hear the laughter and chatter of other people gathered outside. He was all alone in the house, while someone else was working hard outside, much harder than him, who was lying down.

Time passed slowly, and he had been hoping that Jiang Shaoxu or Liu Qi might come, but he didn't see them even when it got dark.

Su Ming also had a bowl of noodles for dinner. After finishing his meal, he returned to his room to prepare for cultivation.

Despite the感慨 (feelings of deep emotion), one must not neglect cultivation.

After Su Ming entered the spiritual world, Xiao Qing emerged, circled around Su Ming, and an invisible wind barrier enveloped him.

Unless Xiaoqing takes action, no external factors can affect him.

squeak...

The door to the room downstairs was opened, and Xiaoqing flew out of the room upon hearing the sound.

Downstairs was a disheveled man, with a sallow complexion, dark skin, limp hair plastered to his scalp, and a thin body, breathing heavily.

Su Jianguo rushed home and finally made it home before seven o'clock.

I didn't miss dinner time.

Seeing that the living room was empty and the lights weren't even on, Su Jianguo sat down on the sofa, feeling disappointed.

Xiao Qing flew over at this moment and landed on the table next to Su Jianguo, a man who looked somewhat similar to Su Ming.

It's just that she's become increasingly thin, and her former glory is no longer visible.

The sparkle in their eyes was extinguished by the burdens of life.

"It's you, Xiaoming. Cultivating again?" Su Jianguo smiled as he looked at Xiaoqing.

This little one was brought back by Su Ming. She has always stayed by Su Ming's side and is harmless.

Su Jianguo opened Su Ming's door. Because of the barrier, Su Ming did not react in that way. Looking at his son Su Jianguo who was cultivating, Su Jianguo felt a sense of relief.

OK, OK!

Who wouldn't want their son to succeed? Su Jianguo didn't show this thought; he just wanted Su Ming to be happy. Any father would be proud that his son was about to become a dragon among men.

Su Ming hadn't seen Su Jianguo during this period, but Su Jianguo had seen Su Ming countless times.

Every time he came over, Su Ming was cultivating and oblivious to everything outside. Even if Su Jianguo wanted to talk to his son, he couldn't, and could only talk to himself often.

Su Ming was unaware that Xiao Qing would cast a barrier every time he cultivated, so that he could concentrate on his cultivation. This meant that he had no idea that his father had been coming to see him all along.

Su Jianguo stared at Su Ming for a while, then got up to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

No matter how busy you are, you must make time for Lunar New Year's Eve.

Jingle Bell……

Su Jianguo's phone suddenly rang as he was going down the stairs.

There were no notes on it, but Su Jianguo recognized the number; the post station was calling.

"Um...um, okay...okay, I'll be right there." Su Jianguo hung up the phone, stood there for a while, and then returned to Su Ming's room.

His voice sounded tired, but he had a smile on his face. "Xiaoming, Dad still has things to do. I'm sorry about this year."

Su Jianguo only stayed for a short time, and his tone on the phone was very urgent.

There were numerous casualties, and the situation was worsening. He had to deliver supplies from the city to the post stations and then to the military mages.

This trip could have made a lot of money, but Su Jianguo didn't want to make that money; unfortunately, he had no choice.

If this delivery isn't made, there won't be any more. If the funding chain breaks down, it will affect Su Ming, and Su Jianguo won't allow that to happen.

Moreover, demons who disregard human life must be killed. Su Jianguo cannot kill demons; he is not a magician, but he can provide assistance to military mages.

After all, he dreamed of becoming a supreme magician when he was a child.

Although I'm not a magician now, I still feel somewhat involved.

Su Jianguo turned off the living room light and went back to his car.

Loading and delivering goods according to information sent via mobile phone.

Inside the room, Su Ming opened his eyes and whispered, "Xiao Qing."

Ring ring ring...

Xiao Qing flew over, her face full of confusion, not understanding what she needed to do.

"My dad's back?"

Ring ring ring...

Xiaoqing nodded.

Su Ming walked out of the room. The living room lights were off, which meant he had already left.

"Heh, I'm really busy," Su Ming chuckled to himself as he returned to his room.

……

The next day, Su Ming got up early, his eyes popping up with messages on his phone.

There are articles from Toutiao, Liu Qi, and Jiang Shaoxu.

The most outrageous ones are those on software; even though they've been blocked, they all pop up, and they're all reporting the same thing.

"Last night, tens of thousands of Dark Night Lionhounds attacked the Zhoucheng military post station, causing a large number of deaths. The overlord Dark Night Lionhound, which was declared dead ten years ago, is not dead. It attacked the fortress last night. The post station commander fought a decisive battle with it and killed the Dark Night Lionhound under the post station."

The information on audio software is all like this, pretty much the same, although the large number of casualties seems to indicate that humanity has lost.

But the fact that humans slew a dominant demon like the Dark Lion Dog is undoubtedly a deeply moving event.

"Boss, have you seen the news? Dark Night Lion Dog, I heard he was killed just like that, even though he was over a dozen city walls tall. I wish I were as powerful as that post station commander."

"Boss, do you think I can become someone like that in the future, capable of single-handedly slaying humanity's powerful enemies?"

"Hehe, I might be a little lacking, but you'll definitely be able to do it if you keep practicing, boss."

This is a message from Liu Qifa, filled with longing for powerful mages.

Su Ming had never seen a Dark Night Lion Dog, but being called a Overlord must mean it was extremely terrifying; such a being was still killed by humans.

This is a magician.

It wasn't Su Ming who killed the lion dog, but he still felt a sense of pride.