"Wayne!" the teacher in the practical class called him. After he walked over, the teacher handed him a strange spherical prop.
The transparent shell has some snowflake-like substances deposited at the bottom. At first glance, it looks like a large crystal ball ornament in a shopping mall.
"You can assist me in testing the magic power later." As he grows older and becomes more proficient in the use of magic, the magic power will continue to increase.
Using this thing, you can roughly quantify each person's magic power.
"Okay." As the student with the best grades in the class, and of course a good helper for the teacher's teaching, Wayne is often selected to help with some auxiliary work.
After all the students had gathered, Wayne glanced around and keenly noticed that there was one missing figure. On the other side, Molly was winking at him.
Wayne:? ? ? Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, Molly looked a little anxious.
"Huh? Where is classmate Chris?" At this time, the teacher came over with the registration form.
"Report! Classmate Chrissie Winche's stomach is not feeling well and she has to go to the toilet!" Molly replied immediately and intently.
Wayne couldn't help but frown, showing a bit of worry. Mobile version: s://What’s going on? It was fine just now.
But when the teacher turned around, Molly was winking at him again, as if she wanted to convey some important message.
"Then let us other students take the test first." The practical class teacher did not hesitate to wait for Chrissy.
When Molly heard this, she breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. Noticing her expression, Wayne became a little suspicious.
Isn't it possible that he was hiding secretly because he was afraid of the magic detection? He cooperated with the teacher and went through the tests one by one in the order on the registration sheet.
The person whose name was reported stepped forward and used all his strength to input magic power into the crystal ball in Wayne's hand.
Those snowflake-like deposits will show a reference value based on the strength of the magic received.
The major magic academies in the kingdom conduct such tests every once in a while to better understand the students' magic progress level.
However, since such magic tests are conducted publicly, it is difficult for the results to be spread to the outside world.
Every time Wayne reported the magic value of a person, a burst of exclamations or mocking whispers came from the queue.
This feeling is probably like taking a test in class, and then the teacher reads the scores directly on the stage.
Time passed little by little, and the number of people was almost detected. By the end of the class, Chrissy still hadn't shown up.
The practical class teacher looked at the fully filled-in registration form and the conspicuous blank space in the middle, and said in a helpless tone: "Molly, please go find Chrissy, she is the only one missing."
"I'll go." Wayne said quickly.
"But" the teacher wanted to say something else. However, before the teacher could continue to make a decision, in the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared behind the trees.
The teachers and classmates who were left standing there looked at each other. It was at this moment that the teacher came to his senses, and with a confused look on his face asked the question that he had not yet finished: "But classmate Chris, isn't she in the toilet?"...Everyone in the world is imperfect.
Over time, hiding her imperfect side gradually became like instinct for her.
Although she has become the carefree Miss Chris, she still cannot get rid of the influence of her past self.
If it were Chris, wouldn't she be embarrassed because of her low magic power or other people's mean and sarcastic remarks?
But the bad thing is that I can. She also wanted to ignore those sarcastic comments as much as possible. In fact, she has been trying to do this in the past.
But at this time, he still ran away. What the hell... I've already been asked to be the protagonist. Instead of starting a reverse harem, at least give me some modifications in my magic qualifications!
When she was a child, she didn't think having low magic power was a big deal. After all, it doesn't have much to do with the main plot. I just want to be like Chris and Asasi.
However, when everyone else was far ahead, she suddenly realized that she was the only one left behind.
It's like the feeling of panic after a long vacation, knowing that more than half of the class has not finished their homework, and knowing that I am the only one who has not finished their homework. It is completely different.
She didn't want to hear those guys she couldn't get along with pretending to and unintentionally lamenting that they were able to achieve good results only because of Master Wayne's help. It's a shame she was so shameless.
Chrissy sighed helplessly. Sitting under a tall and tall tree, I felt the warm sunshine shining on the lawn not far away.
The tree crown seemed to hold an umbrella for her, blocking the scorching sun. But even with such dense branches and leaves blocking the top of his head, there was still a beam of sunlight leaking through the gaps and hitting his feet quietly.
With the leaves blowing in the wind
The "rustling" swayed, and the group of light hovering around me was sometimes bigger and sometimes smaller, sometimes far and sometimes near. She retracted her naturally straightened legs, hugged her knees, and buried her head in her arms.
Isn't it good to just be a waste and enjoy the care of others with peace of mind? Maybe that's good.
But why do I find it so unbearable? She stared blankly at the changing light spots, silently dazed.
After an unknown amount of time, the beam of sunlight was suddenly blocked by a larger shadow. Chris was stunned, raised her head, and saw Wayne's relieved face.
His nose is high and his eyes are pure. Judging from his appearance, he is actually very handsome, especially when he smiles.
He is top-notch in all aspects and is quite popular among girls. If his presence hadn't made many girls quit in spite of the difficulties, I'm afraid his popularity wouldn't be much lower than that of Prince Richard.
...Although, in
"Speciality" seems unreliable. But he was kind to himself in other ways. So good that everyone around him thought that he should have been their future...husband.
Even Eve, his loyal follower since childhood, seemed to have defected to his side at some point.
Compared to trying to develop a new relationship, maybe it’s not a bad choice to accept this person who is already used to getting along with him, right?
He is familiar with all his preferences and most of his shortcomings. There is no need for me to put in more energy and emotion to adapt to a complete stranger.
This is really a big help. But, it is different from what I thought at the beginning. Once I try to accept his words, there is always a feeling... of wanting to do something for him, driving myself away, making it difficult for me to maintain a normal mind.
The more you enjoy his thoughtfulness and possess his affection, the more you want to respond. When it's time to respond, I always feel timid and can't help but want to retreat.
What should I do...? (Search on Baidu on mobile phone for [My Sister is the Villainous Daughter + New Book] Click to read on mobile phone to turn pages, eye protection. Power saving. Data saving function)
