"What the hell are you feeding me?"

Loria likes to play pranks on others, but she never wants to be the target of pranks, and she swallows something inexplicable, of course she is very unhappy.

At the moment, she was chasing after Marley with a broom, driving her all over the house.

"You rebel!"

Mare is not Loria's opponent at all, she is chased and beaten up and down, how can there be such a reason in this world, the student actually beat the teacher.

But Miss Loria can't be blamed, she doesn't know the cause and effect, and she doesn't think of Mare as her teacher at all.

"Don't ...... Stop chasing!"

Marley's body was not good, he was driven to the shop on the first floor, hearing his words, Loria finally stopped, but looking at her round eyes with a broom, presumably if Marley's answer was not satisfactory, she would continue to slap him with a broom.

Holding on to a row of shelves, Marley said breathlessly: "How many people...... How many people dream of something, you ...... You don't know the goods. ”

"Huh?"

Loria put the broom aside and clasped her hands around her chest, waiting for the next step.

"In short, it is a treasure that can improve your potential, so that your magic power can grow faster and be more friendly to the magic element, although in terms of your physique...... It's not really useful, but it at least gives you a chance to accumulate a little magic on your own. ”

"It's a precious thing, and if you weren't my student, I wouldn't have given it," Mare explained. ”

Humans don't have fangs and claws, when faced with beasts of prey. Human beings do not have a keen perception, and when facing nature, they use experience and knowledge to extend their perception; human beings do not have fast speed and tenacious endurance, and when they need to travel far away, they regard the animals that are good at running as their own legs.

Human beings are short-lived and weak, but they always have a way to extend and strengthen their abilities with the help of external objects...... But it's one thing to use tools, it's another thing to directly increase your potential.

The latter is much more difficult and much more precious.

"Is there really such a thing?"

Loria tilted her head in doubt, not that she doubted that Mare would be reluctant to take out such a treasure, judging by the savings he had given directly in the divination house. He's really very generous...... She just doesn't believe that there are treasures in the world that can increase people's potential.

It's like there's never been an oral liquid in the world that can become smart by drinking.

"Of course it's true. ”

Mare swore by it.

"Trust you. ”

So to speak. Loria sat down on the stairs, she was crookedly carrying the broom, her expression was a little wrong, "But why did you give it to me? Isn't it wasted on me?"

I don't know what I've done in the past. I don't know why I'm so close to Marley. But Loria wasn't used to accepting gratuitous kindness from others - especially since she remembered that she and Mare were just new acquaintances.

"As a teacher, isn't my greatest wish to see my disciples achieve remarkable achievements?"

Mare walked over. Bending down and patting Loria's head, this time the pink Lori didn't dodge or slap his hand, he continued, "I'm too old, but you still have a lot of time...... Don't be presumptuous, do you know how precious your talent is? ”

"Do I really have the potential to be a Guardian?"

Loria still couldn't believe such a thing, she had a great talent in some aspect or something...... She had a good brain, but she wasn't a genius at all, not to mention that she wasn't an outstanding engineer even among humans compared to her dwarf classmates, and she didn't have much talent in martial arts, and if it weren't for the powerful physical abilities of vampires, she wouldn't have been able to defeat ordinary adults...... Not to mention singing, dancing and painting, but when it comes to art-related things, she is stupid.

She remembers going crazy when she went to the museum—everyone could stand in front of a painting and say a few words, but she didn't understand what was good about the messy paintings...... Whether others really know how to appreciate art or pretend to be elegant, she has no interest in even understanding it.

In Miss Loria's eyes, she has always been an ordinary person—not that she has low self-esteem, but that she feels that she has no chance of being a genius, and she may have many strengths and advantages, but they are also within the scope of the ordinary...... If I had to describe it in one word, it would be reality.

Not everyone has the consciousness to abandon the pursuit of dreams, and not everyone has the talent to win the world in some aspect - timing, talent, hard work, luck, and circumstance, all of which are indispensable.

Everyone is the protagonist of their own life, and how many people can really be as otherworldly as in the novel...... The colors of dreams are so beautiful that people are touching, but their broken sounds never stop hearing them, and the stories of dreamers who are swallowed up by reality always make her sad.

But...... Since it will be sad, doesn't it mean that there are still dreams in the bottom of my heart?

"Of course it's true. ”

Marley laughed softly, and he told Loria, "Although Occadelia is a nuisance, her divination is really ...... She says you are, you must be, and although there is no more source of magic in the world that allows you to earn something for nothing, if you overcome this difficulty, you will find that magic favors you enough to make the most gifted magicians blush...... Little one, you know, the Guardian is more than just a super mana vessel. ”

Really, really?

Really, really.

……

The summer nights in Lordamere Lake are so stuffy that even Loria, who is always cold, can't stand such nights.

Before she had time to change into thinner bedding, the soft but very heavy quilt weighed her down, and Alice clinging to her made her sweat rarely...... As a qualified, elegant vampire, it is clear that under no circumstances should the body make nasty compromises to the environment.

Pushing Alice away and kicking away the quilt, Loria unconsciously wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, brushing her wet forehead hair upwards to reveal her forehead.

She slept very uncomfortably, hot and painful.

In a half-dream, half-awake, the surrounding qiē seemed to disappear...... Houses, streets, towns, and even islands, brilliant points of light shine underground, and they quietly move, converge, and flow, forming rivers of light, crisscrossing and winding in all directions.

These river-like veins of light converged to the south and coalesced together to form a lake of light so bright that the faint streams of light beneath her feet were eclipsed.

As if floating in the void, Loria leaned over and reached for the nearby points of light, but they avoided her hand and floated silently and slowly to the position behind her.

Following the trajectory of the points of light, Loria noticed that they were heading north, albeit only slightly, but instead of flowing into the lake of light farther south like distant veins of light, they converged in a small pool of light not far to the north.

I don't know when the dream of light began or ended, and when Loria woke up, it was a cool morning, and a light rain washed away the sweltering heat, sending the fragrance of sweetness into her room.

She opened the window and reached for the raindrops...... She still remembered the strange light of the dream, and looked south.

A small raised hill blocked her view, but she knew from the estimation of the direction and distance that the lake of light was probably in the direction of Dalaran City, and when she turned her head to look the other side, she noticed that the location of the pool of light in her dream last night was the ancient mottled magic tower.