Britta has gone from the ups and downs of the competition, to the humanities and scenery of the sea of trees, to a lot of gossip, and finally summed it up with this sentence. "All in all, that's how the game turned out," she added, "at least for the time being."
Because there are still two rounds left in that competition.
Laila said nothing. She seemed to spend a lot of effort thinking about that game, and she was very envious in her heart. Some people were like the protagonists in life, always shining. That kind of person was once far away from her, but now he is right next to her. The bright light in the classroom changes erratically, and the air seems to be floating with glittering dust, making it a little quiet for a while. Many things had changed after that rainy night. The unpredictable and disturbing future in the past gradually made her become determined.
At least no longer so soft and timid.
"Laila, the Imperial Mage Academy Competition is about to begin." Britta asked tentatively, "Like every competition in the past, the seven major families will also participate this time. Do you really not want to join us? This time we will The Horfen School can be said to be full of elites. As long as it can get a good ranking, it will prove that you are right——"
Laila had some hesitation in her eyes, but she shook her head slightly. "You know, Britta, Mr. Royce strictly ordered me not to join you."
"That old antique." Britta hated the outdated systems in the academy, especially including Lyra's mentor Sir Royce. She sometimes imagined that she would be a brave knight, wielding a sword to cut off all stereotypes, and the original intention of this small society was actually to implement this spirit. But the college was too big, like a behemoth in front of young students like them, which made her feel deeply powerless.
But Laila said softly: "Mr. Royce is not that kind of person. He treats me... quite well. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to get in here. He actually wants to protect us. Most of the tutors in the college don't like Horfen. School of thought, they think I...are just like him...a liar..."
Britta raised her hand, and a soft light rose from her hand. She looked at the light, which reflected in the eyes of the two people, "I have personally verified that the Introduction to Magical Guides says that as long as aether can be constructed, it is real. This is what they said themselves, and in the end, even they themselves did not want to Open your eyes and see. Sometimes the Imperial people are so hypocritical. They just simply hate the things they create in their hearts. The magic conceived by Sir Lynn is real, but we can't see its path forward yet. That's all, but that's all because it's been on the shelf for too long, waiting for people to develop it. They taught us that the operation of the ether is subjective, so we need to look at different theories objectively, and it turns out that even they themselves can't do that .”
Laila silently listened to her friend's complaints.
She was once very uneasy about leading the other person on this path, but Britta has a curiosity about her father, and like a real wizard, she is full of the spirit of exploration of all unknown areas. This moment reminded her of the shadow in her memory. The wise old man was always so excited when talking about all topics related to magic.
He taught her all the knowledge related to ether under the dim oil lamp and led her on this path. However, the old man remained silent on all topics related to the transformation of magic. She once asked what the new technology was, but he only gently stroked her head and told her that every path of magic had its meaning, and that future generations did not need to live with the burden of their predecessors. He just wanted to watch her grow up and become a qualified mage.
That's why she came to this strange city with that letter of recommendation. Everyone in the society here, including Britta, Sir Royce, and Mr. Pusher, the owner of the gear and magic book, are all her friends. The good people she met gave her a lot of kindness.
And that group of strange guests changed her the most. She has now changed her mentality and no longer regards those contemptuous glances as swords to hurt herself and those around her. People's attitude towards magic should be to explore the truth of Guanghai and prove a technology is a long-term task that cannot be rushed, at least it is not something they can complete now.
Before that, they should grow up well and become a true magician.
Britta chattered for a while and then sighed in disinterest. It's not that she doesn't understand the current situation. Many eyes are fixed on her close friend. Just because she is Ash Lynn's daughter, every move of the other party will attract criticism. The society they formed had already attracted a lot of rumors, but she always insisted that it had nothing to do with Laila, so the turmoil didn't get too big.
After all, the atmosphere in the academy is at least not so harsh that they would be punished for talking about a non-existent school of thought, but if Laila also joins in, that won't necessarily be the case. What those people will definitely say is that Ash-Lynn's daughter is plotting to revive again and corrupt the college's atmosphere. Look at what will happen to Horfen College! The reason why Laila did not choose to do that was just to avoid involving more people.
"We must participate in the competition," but Britta said firmly, "Lyla, this is not to clear Sir Lynn's name, although there are some personal grudges for you. But it is more about me. My own insistence, I think is the right conclusion, if a magician doesn't even have the courage to prove his conclusion, then we might as well do something else as soon as possible."
Laila listened to her friend's statement, and her face turned pale when she saw that she had begun to criticize the Empire's magician community again, especially Sir Royce's stubbornness and rigidity.
Britta noticed something from the change in the other person's expression, and when she turned around, she found Sir Royce standing at the door of the classroom with a straight face.
Britta was startled and said quickly: "Sir, Sir, this is not a backbiting. Everything I said is well-founded. You always tell us to face the problem, but we must also face our own problems. ." She tried to reason.
"Then don't I have to thank you for pointing out my problem?" Sir Royce glared at her coldly. He looked at Laila and said, "Laila, come with me."
Britta quickly gave the latter a helpless look. She was actually relieved. Fortunately, the old man didn't cause any trouble for her.
Laila shook her head helplessly. She looked towards Jazz, feeling a little worried, but she was worried that her friend's words might cause misunderstanding. Jazz's face was clouded, but luckily he didn't lecture them any more.
She lowered her head and followed silently, and the two walked out of the classroom and walked through a long corridor. At the end of the long corridor, which was very familiar to Lyra, was the Jazz's office. After entering the office, Royce closed the door with his backhand.
Laila thought a storm was coming next, but she didn't expect Jazz to be silent for a while, and his tone slowed down a lot:
"Laila, I once said that you cannot participate in the Academy Competition."
"Yes," Lyra whispered, looking down at her toes, "I understand, Sir."
"Look up at me."
Laila raised her head with some surprise and saw Royce's gray eyes, but the other man's eyes were rare and soft, "Laila, Ash and I were close friends, that's why I approved you to enter the academy."
"I know, Sir." Lyra said quickly.
"I heard the conversation between you and Britta." Royce slowed down his voice and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Laila. Ash will definitely be pleased to see you like you are now. I wouldn't let you in the past. You are involved in all this because what happened twenty years ago was too involved, and many eyes are still fixed on the Horfen School and the problems left by Ash. But these problems should not be shouldered by students like you. But prejudices in people’s minds are often difficult to eradicate.”
Laila didn't expect Sir Royce to say such words. She raised her head and looked at him in surprise, "Mr. Sir?"
"It makes no sense for me to say this," Royce looked at the furnishings on the table not far away and replied, "But what the little girl said is right, magicians should dare to assert their opinions. She is an excellent student. , will definitely become an outstanding magician in the future. As for you, Laila, you have your own way to go."
"Sir, have you changed your mind?" Laila asked with some uncertainty.
"I have no intention of dictating your decision," Royce said. "You should review your choices. Me giving you too much protection will not help you become independent people. By the way, I noticed that your magic wand is not actually Appropriate, remember that the magic wand is the most suitable tool and weapon for us. A good magic wand will be more conducive to your understanding and manipulation of ether, so you must choose carefully."
Laila opened her mouth, and she naturally understood in her heart. However, financial constraints prevented the girl from choosing her own tools and weapons. She lowered her head in shame.
Sir Royce glanced at her. "I also have a new magic wand here, which is more suitable for astrologers. You can take it."
Laila's eyes widened. "Sir Sir, but..."
"Okay," Jazz's tone became cold and inhumane again, "You are my student. I just want to see my student go further without losing my face."
These words blocked the girl's words.
He asked her about her recent homework again, and Laila answered them one by one. In the end, Sir Royce said that he still had work to complete and asked her to leave alone.
As Lila closed the door, the expression on Royce's face changed slightly. He stared at the oak door for a long time without saying a word.
When Laila went out, she still felt a little unsure. Because everything changed so quickly, Jazz seemed to want her to participate in the academy competition.
She should have been happy, but she was a little confused for a moment. Should she join Britta and the others to revive that path? But that road is undoubtedly very long and cannot be accomplished overnight. Britta does not possess the firmness and only has a soft tenacity in her heart.
Choose a direction and move forward.
Maybe someone can tell her the answer, a figure flashed in her mind.
…
"Academy competition?"
Jita was looking up from the thick books. The piles of books made the scholar look a little petite. She raised her head and saw that the round frame was sliding down the bridge of her nose. She quickly held it up with her hands and asked in surprise, "Is it the one I imagined?"
Luo Yu, who was also holding a book and leaning on the bookshelf, asked at this time: "If I remember correctly, that competition was not ordinary for you, Miss Laila. The relationship between you and Sir Ash-Lynn Relationship, there must be a lot of eyes on you now, have you really considered participating, and how do you plan to deal with the malicious intent behind it?"
His words were very calm, and he seemed not to have considered whether such words would hurt the girl in front of him. Jita looked a little worried and quickly added, "We are just worried about you, Laila."
"I understand," Laila lowered her head and replied quickly: "The competition in the past did have extraordinary significance to Horfen College. It also changed many things, including my father's fate. But now, To me, it's just an academy game..." She mustered up her courage, "I, I don't want to stand still forever..."
"So you joined Britta and the others not to prove anything in the past, but to prove that you have the courage to move on," Luo Yu asked, "Indeed, a person's life is very long, and it is impossible to stay there forever. On one point. Now that you have a reason to convince yourself, why don’t you give it a try, Miss Leila?”
"Because I'm still worried, as you said, Mr. Luo Yu... I am Ash-Lynn's daughter, and I can never change my origin." Laila held the new magic wand tightly with her knuckles. White, as if holding something unreal. She seemed to have made up her mind and said, "I am not afraid of the vicious swords embodied by the words behind them, spitting out letters like poisonous snakes, but I am always worried about implicating other people. I don't know that Is it right or wrong..."
"No one knows whether his decision is right or wrong, and the method of defining right and wrong is not always generalized." Luo Yu closed the book. Although he was dull, his words were still sharp, "It's just that once a person makes up his mind, he will be responsible for his own decision." If you take responsibility, then he has at least grown a lot. In fact, no one can give you many answers to this question, because we are the same, and everyone in the Seven Seas Brigade is just walking on his own path."
He put the book down, looked at Laila and replied: "But once you make a decision, Miss Laila, at least we will still support you, and the rest of the Seven Seas Brigade should be the same."
Miss Scholar nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Miss Laila."
Laila closed her eyes. These her benefactors are also the people who changed her the most. Each of them gave her endless encouragement on that rainy night, especially Ed's glorious deeds in the Continental League, which set a lot of examples for her.
She seemed calm when she listened, but her heart was already extremely complicated.
Because that is exactly the bondage she wants to break free from. The identity she cannot decide is like a heavy shackles imposed on her. She wants to overcome them all, pursue true freedom and become a real person.
She had been timid.
But someone gave her the courage.
Laila opened her eyes again and looked at Luo Yu and Jita, full of gratitude, "Mr. Luo Yu, Miss Jita, you are the most outstanding magicians I have ever seen, and it is from you that I know everything What a true wizard should be like. Of course, the same goes for Mr. Ed. If you have the chance, I hope you can thank him on my behalf..."
"We are just the chosen ones. The chosen people cannot truly understand the meaning of this world. You have actually gone further on the path of pursuing the truth," Luo Yu replied.
He turned his eyes to the book on the table, "But if you really want to regain the magic of the Horfin School, I can provide some help. I am also studying the notes left by Sir Ash-Lynn these days. But there are still many questions.”
Mentioning this, Laila couldn't help but feel a little at a loss and said: "Hey, sorry, Mr. Luo Yu, actually I don't know much about what my father left behind, because he never told me about this. What I learned was just some ordinary knowledge. , Mr. Royce also didn’t let me come into contact with these things, even the magic spells left by Britta and my father to my father. In fact, it was through their own efforts that I, I only provided them with some help that I could. …”
"But that means Sir Ash-Lynn did leave behind truly valuable knowledge." Luo Yu nodded slightly, but had another understanding of this. "Even if he himself is no longer here, future generations can still use him." I left the notes and continued on this path. This is much better than I thought, and it shows that Jazz left behind a systematic route, which is a little more powerful in refuting the new school of thought as a scam."
"That magic seems to have something to do with an ancient alchemy. I have checked the records in the "Imperial Magic Code"..." Miss Scholar flipped through a few pages in the thick book. Although she is a naturalist, Scholars, but in fact they can also be regarded as magicians, and they have a common language with them.
"It is a magic tool," Luo Yu nodded. "It can guide the elements to cast spells using the second type of elemental spells. It has the same meaning as a magic wand, a very rare idea."
Jita raised her head and adjusted her glasses, "It is better to say it is a simplified version of the grimoire." She concluded, "Sir Ash-Lynn wants to create an exclusive elemental user, a weakened version of Naturalist.”
Laila opened her mouth slightly and looked at the two of them in surprise. Britta and the others had only come up with a vague idea about this, but after only a few days, the two of them had already smelled the direction very accurately.
She suddenly thought of something, "...I, that thing I gave to Mr. Friston?"
The star tracker was actually requested by the president himself, because the other party mentioned in his words that he had a deep relationship with her father, and the other party gave them a lot of help during that confrontation. Therefore, apart from the book, although that thing was the only relic left by her father, she still reluctantly gave it away and gave it to her father's friend.
The president had promised her that he would treasure and protect the relic because it was her father's important design.
Now she suddenly thought of that thing. Isn't that the 'device' that Luo Yu and Jita were looking for?
Perhaps that was what the patrolling cavalry was looking for originally.
But that thing is no longer in her hands now.
"Don't worry," Luo Yu shook his head and patted the book gently, "These are the notes left by Sir Ash-Lynn, the real treasures that those people cannot see. I have asked for them before Look it up with your permission and find a way to reproduce it."
He opened the book and put it on the table and turned to one of the pages. "But there are still some questions. The notes left by Sir Lynn are not complete. This may be the reason why he was criticized in the first place. But it is strange What's interesting is that it's not as if the formula in the note has no answer, it's more like it has been artificially hidden..." He murmured to himself.
"That star tracker is real, we have all seen it before," Gita said. "Perhaps we can contact Mr. Friston and borrow it from him. It originally belonged to Laila's father. Then The president will definitely be accommodating."
"The second round of the tower trial is about to begin. He is not in Ayin Block or Awoqik." Luo Yu turned around and shook his head, "You can't contact that gentleman now. Actually, there's no need. If it’s troublesome, we can ask the group leader.”
Miss Scholar was startled, "The leader is resting, and Miss Silveride asked us not to disturb him."
At this moment, Laila suddenly thought of something, "Wait a minute, Mr. Luo Yu, Miss Gita, I still have some documents left by my father. Britta and the others have read it, but you may not have read it yet. Keep it in the academy.”
"Is it convenient to take it back?"
Luo Yu and Jita looked at each other.
"Of course," Laila hesitated again, hesitantly said, "But can Britta and the others come together to see it? They all have to participate in that competition. I, I still have some..."
Although it is said that it has been given up.
But everything that happened twenty years ago, the criticism that the new school received, was just like the identity that she couldn't decide. How could she forget it so easily?
"I understand..." Luo Yu didn't mind this, "Just let them do it. We are all just walking on this road. No magician will not be curious about unknown areas. Naturally, Jita and I are too. Same."
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(End of chapter)
