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During the Golden Lantern Festival, the mages gather in Willundon - perhaps to exchange spells, perhaps to discuss the current situation of wizards, and to "visit" the wizard heroes in Willundon - of course, there are more than just magician heroes in Willunton.

Starlight's students are not officially magicians, and can only be celebrated at school - since most of the magicians are in Willundon, this is also a student holiday.

The month of the beginning of the school year passes with the month of the elements, followed by the month of praise, and the month of the queen is the next month.

Fitney had a month to prepare the marigolds for the Golden Lantern Sacrifice - a work that belonged only to Letta, but by this time Fitney was already a disciple of Letta, and she had to take part in this - there was no doubt that this was a difficult task.

Calendula is known as the flower of the goddess - and in the faith of the adventurers, although they adopt a definition that is not as sacred as the Holy See considers, but it is also "necessary".

There is a legend that when the goddess Erentia was still walking in the age of the world, she would feast on the heroes she had created - these heroes did not live with her, only today they will be together.

So the goddess made beautiful golden cups out of her golden skirt, and when the feast was over, Irontia could not take care of them, but wished she could use them again the next year—and she turned them into sacred plants.

In the Holy See, the highest gift was a cup of calendula and a cup of water from the source of creation—a gift that few could receive, and even more maddening the nobles than the bestow of a knighthood.

Fitney once saw calendula in the display case of the Wyzdem family, and legend has it that a long time ago, at the height of the Wyzdem family, such a glass of water was given by the Holy See.

She had little interest in these things.

"Calendula is difficult to grow and requires careful care, and even if it is well cared for, it will only bloom for less than a week - what is preserved is probably maintained by magic. The next afternoon, Fitney and Haylith walked together on the way to the flower house, "And when it grows, it even requires the concentration of magic - perhaps because it is more characteristic and has all kinds of legends, and they are more precious, so it can be pursued so wildly, but in fact...... Dogwoods seem to look better. ”

She still hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep because she had Professor Tren's class.

Fortunately, Letta asked her to go and rest first in the afternoon.

"Hmm...... I don't think it's sacred to hear you say that......" Helis listened to Fitney's evaluation of calendula in a trance, and her voice was just as trance-like.

Fitney was silent.

When she just woke up or was too sleepy, she wasn't very awake, and she didn't realize that she had said so much.

Originally, it seemed to her that this was no longer an explanation - her origin was rather peculiar, so that she still looked at it with a critical eye despite her aristocratic education.

Fitnair shut up and thought about what had happened yesterday - Letta had managed to evade the old man's request, but something had happened that she couldn't digest at this point.

"When did you raise this magical creature, is this your characteristic?" Helis looked around, looking for a topic - her eyes fell on the little thing on Fitney's shoulder, "It looks so strange...... But it's cute?"

"Oh, I'll give it to you. With that still a little annoyed at this—even if you couldn't see the expression on her face on the surface—she easily picked up the bulge above the slime's head and threw it into Helis's hands.

"Oops, hey, hey, it's so soft......," Halith hurriedly catched, and she hurriedly watched as Fitney walked forward, and at the same time she looked at the slime, and her expression became so overwhelmed that she bumped into someone at the top of the stairs - she blurted out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

But when she looked up, she saw Hubert's face - Hubert could "see" something else with perceptual magic.

Helis suddenly became silent, which made Fitney feel a little strange, and she turned her head to see the two men standing facing each other.

Fitney could not quite understand the silence.

Helis was stunned for a moment, then lifted her feet and walked away, passing Hubert quickly, and eagerly grasping Fitney's hand, and pulling her away—or even dragging her.

"Helis?" Fitney spoke tentatively to Helis.

But Helis was only concerned about moving forward at this time, as if she didn't care about anyone talking to her.

Yes...... This look, it's really like what a certain interesting book I read before, it looks indifferent, but the action is very rude.

"Helis. Fitney spoke again, and she seemed to smile as she said this.

This laugh was caught by Helis, and she hurriedly turned her head: "Don't talk about it......"

Bang!

"I just wanted to say you're going to hit a pillar and turn a corner. Fitnair saw that Helis had slammed headfirst into the wall around the bend - and then, of course, crouching on the ground and covering her head, and if she hadn't turned around, she would have hit her face squarely.

It's simply a matter of not seeing.

The slime landed on the ground, and it blinked, looking at Helis from the sidelines.

Fitnair squatted down as well, she was shorter than Hayris, so she could see her eyes when she crouched down—there was a layer of mist that was clearly shaking.

"Don't ask, kid......" Helis's voice was pressed by her arm, very dull.

"I thought you really hated him......" Fitney thought for a moment and slowly stood up, "So you like him?"

"Shut up!" Helis stood up suddenly, her face pale - but she pushed so hard that Fitney was knocked to the ground before she could stand still, and this time Helis hurried to help her, "Are you alright?"

"It's fine. Fitney waved his hand, followed her hand to his feet, and patted the hem of his skirt.

"I'm sorry...... I was just...... Never mind...... Don't talk to me about it anymore. Helis's face was still very pale, and her mood fluctuated so much that it was very unusual.

This time Helis was ahead of the curve - Fitney scooped the slime into his arms and put it back on his shoulder.

What was love? She probably didn't know that even marriage was just some kind of transaction for her, and that the reason for her anger at the strange marriage in the first place was only the abandonment of her family and her own young age.

Speaking of which, what happened to that Setanein Arennium of Gaudgar at this time?

But...... What's the matter with her.