Evetrona's old stories

The conflict between Loper and Alani is not unique to today.Lopel's magical talent is obvious to all, but was quickly surpassed by a child less than ten years old. Alani, a serious girl, always has unspeakable distress in her heart.

"Lopel... recently slept alone?" Eve remembered that Erinde said that Lopel and Delize slept in the same room.

Erinde swallowed the food in her mouth, she turned her head to look at Eve, with a look of surprise and bewilderment in her eyes.

"I don't know, but there should be arrangements before Delize leaves." Erinde said, "Maybe she lived with Anna."

After dinner, most of the people went back to the house to rest. Deliz and Loper were originally on duty today, responsible for cleaning the dining table and the kitchen, but now they are away, and Erinde and Eve stayed to help Torriciana wash the dishes.

When clearing the table, Erinde was a little worried, so she asked Anna about Lopel.

"Deliz didn't tell me about this." Torriciana replied, "Could it be that yesterday...she slept alone?"

"I don't know either." Erinde said - before Eve mentioned it, everyone seemed to have ignored it.

After tidying up the kitchen, Erinde and Eve decided to go to Delize's room first, and Torriciana followed.

"Lopel, are you there?" Erinde knocked on the door.

No one answered, so she said again, "Come on, come out for some fruit."

Eve put her ears on the door panel, and she heard a sound similar to closing a cabinet door or closing a drawer in the room, followed by footsteps.

"Here we come." Loper dawdled out and opened the door.

She opened the door and saw three people standing at the door. She shrank her head in surprise, like a frightened little animal.

"Did you sleep alone yesterday?" Erinde asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

When Lopel heard that Erinde came here for this matter, he immediately straightened his chest, "There is nothing to be afraid of, I should have lived alone by myself."

"You want a private room?"

"That's not bad...but I'd rather move out and live in a separate house like Isabeau and Sandoran."

"Will that work? You can't wash your own clothes, cook and eat." Torriciana expressed concern, "It would be better if I lived closer, and I can go over to help..."

"Okay, Anna, don't talk yet." Erinde sighed.

Torriciana quickly covered her mouth.Here, apart from Delize, the 16-year-old Erinde actually has more say than the 40-year-old Torriciana.

"Do you know who cleaned up the kitchen today?" Erinde asked Lopel.

The little girl's eyes rolled around, "I forgot, and Delize is not here."

"Without Delize, you can't clean up by yourself? Don't you want to live alone?"

Lopel stopped talking, she lowered her head, as if realizing her mistake.

"Would you like to come and sleep with us tonight?" Erinde asked, her tone softened.

"No, I can do it myself." Lopel insisted, "If there is nothing else, I will go back to sleep."

Before closing the door, Torriciana took an orange from her apron pocket and stuffed it into Loper's hand. Loper was very happy. She put her arms around the fat woman's arm and kissed her on the cheek.

"Let's go, let's go back to sleep too." Erinde said to Eve.

After relocking the door and returning to the room, Loper came to the desk.She squatted on the chair, took out a diary from the gap between the books at the bottom of the cabinet, and laid it flat on the table.

What was recorded in the diary was not the trivial life of an eight-year-old girl, but various calculations and spells. Under the uneven pages, there were also some specimens of leaves, wings of butterflies and cicadas, and feathers of birds.

[190] Black Magic and White Magic (Part [-])

This morning, when the witch Stricky went out, she saw a shocking scene—an inexplicable mass was hanging over the settlement. The mass was like a turbulent cloud, as transparent as water, and at the same time sharp as glass.Streiki couldn't estimate the height of the object from the ground—it seemed to be near, and it seemed to be in the sky...Maybe this thing is not something that humans with only two eyes can understand.

She thought it was a problem with the protective barrier of Castle Clearwater, or a harbinger of the end, so she ran to Sigourney's residence in a panic, asking her for an idea.

"This is... the effect of space inversion." Sigourney said, "It may be the resonance generated when practicing magic. Let's go to the fifth generation to see, maybe there is something wrong with them."

During this period of time, the fifth generation was indeed practicing magic in the morning. When Sigourney entered the door, everyone was surprised.

"Excuse me... Pause for a moment, girls." Sigourney interrupted their practice, and then she passed through the crowd and walked towards the window.

Stricky was standing in the yard looking up, the witch waved to the headmaster, and said, "You are right, the things in the sky are disappearing... It seems that the fifth generation did make them."

"Is there any problem, Dean?" Erinde was a little worried - Delize was not here, and she was in charge of today's practice.

"It's nothing, just something happened." Sigourney smiled, and she scanned the fifth-generation people, first staying on Loper for a while, and then looking at Eve.

"The progress is not slow. It's only been a dozen days, and the changes are really fast. It's almost time, Eve, go to my place and talk, and see what you want to learn." Sigourney said.

Eve stood up and left with Sigourney. Before leaving, Sigourney said to Lopel again: "Young genius, it's best not to change the spells you use for practice, especially the association and guiding spells." spellcasting affix...unless you really want to destroy this place."

Loper stared at her blankly—she didn't expect that her little tricks would be so easily exposed.

On the way, Sigourney inevitably complained.

"Geniuses have some advantages. Sometimes I also wonder whether it is better to be more tolerant or stricter for geniuses. Loper's talent is rare, and I am afraid that she will go to crooked way, but I am even more afraid that she will become a mediocre..."

Eve followed her to the residence.At this time, there were three other witches in the living room. They were sitting by the window, and one of them was sitting at the easel, painting portraits of the other two.

Since Tailian passed away, these juniors have come more frequently.

Eve and Sigourney sat a little farther away from them. The three witches were still focused on their own affairs on the surface, but Eve could detect their sneaky glances from time to time.

"Don't be nervous." Sigourney smiled at her, and didn't directly start the topic, "How is living here, have you adapted?"

"It's a nice place, a place where people can relax." She answered truthfully.

"That's good...we're used to being loose here, and I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt."

"Actually, I'm also a loose person. I can't help it in the Knight Academy - after all, many people are watching me."

"At the beginning of the year, Erlogin made a special trip here, on the one hand, to ask me to verify a few things, and on the other hand, it was for you. He said that your magical talent is immeasurable, and after just fighting with them, there were signs of transformation... He also said that Sheng Fengyue was really lucky to find a number one person like you."

After hearing what she said, Eve realized that perhaps her magical talent was much higher than she had imagined, but neither Sheng Fengyue nor the Logos Academy had ever told her about this in person...including Luo Tilan and the kind Mrs. Hyde—would they not know about it?

"Ologin said that your way of using magic is still too reckless, but this is not a big problem, after all, you have never received systematic magic training, and Maoqi is obviously not good at this." Sigourney stretched out He brushed her hair away, and caressed her tender cheeks——Because of the dean's actions, the girl's eyes were slightly surprised.

The snowy hair and blue eyes gave her an ice-like temperament, covering up the gentleness and easy-going nature of her character.

"Your facial features seem to be quite different from the 'Twelve Faces', but obviously Egran and you are both witches... I'm not sure which aspect of magical talent you have, Eve, do you have any? Is there a category you want to learn?"

"Categories?" Eve had never heard of any other categories of magic.

"That's right, the classification of magic is usually a topic that academics like to talk about." Sigourney said, "I can give you a rough introduction-about the types of magic, there are generally four types that are more common, namely: elemental, stance, time and space, and empowerment. If these categories are more detailed, I am afraid that it will not be clear in a day or two. For example, elemental magic. According to the classification method of Hartan Book Academy, there are currently 79 types of elements that humans can drive. If you add elves and dwarves, you can use it. There may be more than double the types of elements."

"There are really so many?" Eve said, "I thought there were only water, ice, fire, and wind..."

"These you are talking about are phenomena, not the elements themselves." Sigourney explained, "Hartan's classification method has a principle - a spell that can cause phenomena needs to be analyzed and disassembled several times until the dismantled magic no longer has a macroscopic effect... And the smallest unit that can cause energy reactions is the so-called magic basic element. They arranged these elements according to their properties and characteristics, and divided them into five different categories."

"I seem to have heard of something... very complicated." In the large library of the Knights Academy, Eve had indeed borrowed similar books—for the purpose of using them as a reference for magic concepts when writing novels, but she never expected that that would be the case. This book is not made up.

"Actually, part of what Lelier and the others taught at the foot of the mountain is these magical theories. She and the other witches can all be counted as outstanding students who graduated from the Hardan Academy." Sigourney said, "If you also want to go to Hardan to study for a while, I can help."

Eve remembered that Minxi is also studying in Hardan now, but not in Hardan Book Academy. She has been studying language at the University of Ancient Studies for three years.

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's still not necessary."

"The road to knowledge is very long, much longer than the road to life, you have to think about it clearly." Sigourney persuaded.

"Maybe I'm not that material... There are many people who are better than me in this world, and those advanced problems should be left to them to solve."

Not far away, there was a snickering sound from the window, and Sigourney turned her head to look at the three witches, so these people pretended to draw again.

"Then let's talk about the topic just now, what do you want to learn, or what do you want to use magic for?"

"To be honest, I don't really want to use magic." Eve said, "If a powerful magic can only be used on the battlefield, I don't want me to go on the battlefield just to be able to use this kind of magic... So, if I want to use magic, I hope it is to save my life..."

When Eve said this, the image of a young girl could not help appearing in her mind. The girl was lying on the bed, seriously injured, struggling desperately before dying.

Trina—was she trying to save, or was she trying to get out?

"Or to save lives," she added.This sentence almost blurted out.

Standing on the sidelines is also a kind of suffering. If I have the ability to rescue Trina, I can save Trina from suffering, and I don’t have to be at a loss and be at the mercy of Huvid’s injury at that time.

Sigourney did not comment on her decision.She looked at the young man in front of her, with a faint smile still on her face.

"Think about it, using magic to save people is not as simple as you think." Sigourney said, "People always see the nobility of the rescuers, but it is difficult for them to see the difficulties they need to overcome. A few centuries ago, Yujiao ruled the entire Featherland, and they were quite repulsed by the use of magic... You know, the word 'magic' has never been a compliment."

Eve was listening, and the three witches by the window moved closer quietly.

"Yujiao doesn't advocate the use of magic, but they don't completely prohibit it. After all, they also use it themselves. In the past, using magic without permission always cost a lot... They classified magic that is beneficial to people as 'white magic', while magic that harms people or damages their health is classified as 'black magic'. They don't look at the process, but only the results, especially when it comes to healing people with magic. The same magic that can cure other people's diseases is white magic. ——Using black magic is subject to punishment.”

"Isn't this a bit unfair?" A witch couldn't help asking.

"Magic is something that humans cannot understand after all. We don't know when it first existed, but it must not have existed at the beginning of human beings. After all, the use of magic requires language, and who taught humans this language, we don't know. Yujiao said that most of the magic was created by fallen demons for human beings - because the gods are more inclined to the balance of all things, and do not easily show mercy. Only fallen devils will respond to human beings or other creatures. The gift is not really a gift."

"Do you believe that statement?" Eve asked.

"Of course I don't believe it, otherwise Qingshui Castle wouldn't be what it is now." Sigourney said, "But we can only represent a small group—that is, the group of witches. Today, the shadow of Yujiao is still deeply rooted in people's hearts. When people see others—especially strangers using magic, they always have a vague fear in their hearts, because magic spells are complicated. Or rain of thunder and fire—just move your mouth, you can destroy hundreds of thousands of souls... What a terrible power. Indeed, we live here, and we can use magic with peace of mind, because we trust each other and depend on each other. Don’t take it for granted that everyone in this world can accept this—from this point of view, we are still different.”

Eve nodded, she agreed with Sigourney's statement.

"Let's talk about saving people -to save people with magic is not as easy to show ordinary magic. It is not easy to operate, and it is difficult to have opportunities to practice. You have to face those bloody wounds and face more dying and difficult to save people. Just like you have this ability, you have to use it to save more people, so you see more people die in front of yourself. There are wars in heaven, there are disaster and tragedy. In the final analysis, you can't change anything, but you can spend your effort -why bother? "

Eve lowered her head and looked at her fingers, fascinated.

Sigourney didn't speak anymore, she was still looking at Eve, waiting for her answer.

"I just hope... I'm not just watching."

In fact, Eve herself is also surprised that this kind of thought obviously just popped up just now, but it seems to have taken root in her heart for a long time.

"To save those people you care about, in order not to leave any regrets?"

"Not exactly." Eve hesitated, and finally said what was in her heart: "It would be great if you could bring the dead back to life, but it's unrealistic. Like those dying people, it's hard to save them even with magic." , you said...is that so?"

"Yes, the essence of healing magic is a kind of empowerment. It relies on stimulating the body's own healing ability to heal the wounded and sick. A dying person, a person who is about to lose vitality, cannot be revived by this method."

"So, what I think is—for these people, what they may need more is a kind of relief, or...relief, so that they can have less torture and more dignity in the last moments of their lives."

When Sigourney heard her speech, she seemed to think of something, so her mood was complicated.

"You felt Talian's idea... of a dying person."

"This is one aspect, but there are also my own reasons." Eve nodded.

"Okay, I understand." Sigourney turned her eyes to the other three witches, and she said to them, "Girls, go back first, don't watch the fun here, we have business to talk about..."

Sigourney drove away the three witches, and they left after packing up their painting utensils.At this moment, there were only the two of them left in the living room, and in this atmosphere, Eve did not feel relaxed, but more tense, as if a big stone was pressed against her chest - seeing Sigourney's appearance at this time, she had a bad premonition: Maybe the other party was going to say something she didn't want to know.

"Eve, I want to be honest with you." Sigourney said, "I originally planned this way——to Qingshui Castle, you are an outsider. Or become famous—as long as you want to, it will be a matter of time, and according to the neutral principle originally set by Qingshui Castle, we should not teach you any magic, after all, we cannot restrain you like other witches. These In the sky, I only let you practice with the fifth generation and did not teach you the more core knowledge, and it is precisely because of this reason." Speaking of this, Sigourney laughed, "I thought before, you Came here from Benlong Castle, still wearing the knight costume of Shengfengyue, probably a girl with a lot of city; I left you there, I guess you must have guessed that this is a test of patience , that’s why I’ve been keeping my composure—in order to gain my approval and acceptance.”

"I never thought about it that way."

"Of course I believe that, just based on what you said just now, and Tyrian's entrustment to me before - I can see that you may not be here to learn magic. Magic is not very attractive to you... just like those secular powers. Well, how can there be such a good girl - did you come to this world just to repay someone?" Sigourney's smile seemed to have some appreciation.

Eve didn't know what Sigourney meant by "good"—she guessed that it probably meant "not too bad".

[191] Black Magic and White Magic (Part [-])

One evening four years ago, by the unnamed lake at the foot of Qingshuibao Mountain, a girl in a white dress took off her shoes and walked towards the water step by step. Let yourself sink to the bottom of the lake faster.

The water of the lake is gentle and dead.More than ten years ago, this place was her cradle, and now she has decided to come back here, determined to throw herself into the embrace of water again.A person can't choose how to live, how to live, but at least he can choose when to end-a weak soul, who has experienced more than ten years ignorantly, but finally chooses to stand here, not to look back at the world for the last time.

Microwaves rippling, the afterglow will fade, and the lake water overflows the waist, wrapping the light body.Looking at the black deep pool in front of her, which seemed to lead to an unknown abyss, the girl was a little afraid, and she was trembling slightly.The water surface was ups and downs, and the person seemed to be moving along with it, and a sense of dizziness hit her. She took a step back, but she couldn't stand firmly, so she staggered and fell on her back.The lake water poured into her mouth and nose, and the gentle water instantly turned into the most ruthless murderer—an invisible shadow slowly dragged her into the bottom of the water, doing all this silently.

The lake water intruded into her mouth and nose, causing her to cough violently. The pain in her lungs was far greater than the feeling of suffocation at this time. At this time, a mass of gentle water was enough to defeat the severe poison, burning and corroding her originally fresh and warm body.

The surface of the lake was calm, and under the darkness of night, the black water drowned out all the sounds of struggling, and an evil deed was disguised as quiet and peaceful.

Should Erinde be thankful that she survived in the end?

If she died, would Tyrian regret it?If she could see her weeping bitterly, she thought—she would feel relieved, as if revenge had been achieved.But she survived in the end, so she was able to see the ugly world go on.

Maybe it's not bad to be alive, Erinde still doesn't have the courage to die again.If her life is also a novel, she would like to see how this bad story will end.

The day after the drowning, Erinde woke up with Tyrian sitting in front of her.Tyrian was crying, and Erinde, seeing her so helpless for the first time—not the comfort she had imagined—had become a little sad too.

Women always like to cry, sometimes just like children - the same is true for the witch in Qingshui Castle, as if only in this way can they talk to each other and reach an understanding.Erinde looked at Tyrian, and after being dazed for a while, she remembered the stupid thing she did before she passed out... It really seemed like she was still dreaming.

Tyrian stayed with her for five full days and talked with her a lot, but in the end, the woman still didn't "confess", which made Erinde a little disappointed.

To this day, Erinde has never understood why the 12-year-old girl had such "courage".

Near noon, the conversation between Eve and Sigourney continued.

"I will respect your opinion." Sigourney raised her hand, and a book appeared in her hands out of thin air—it was a thick book with a dark leather cover.She put the book in front of Eve and said, "I'm actually not surprised that you chose this way. If you want to tell me why... because Tai Lian said by name that she would give this notebook to you. The two of you have only met once, but you seem like a pair of old friends who have known each other for a long time—Tai Lian especially trusts you—maybe this is really the friendship you inherited from Egraine. Through a coin, you can see her heart, and she is not like that."

"She's going to give this to me? Why not leave it to Erinde?" Eve didn't touch the book.

"Why Erinde?" Sigourney asked her back—the woman smiled meaningfully.