Night, starry.

The wind blew through the open windows, the curtains lifted over the room, and the soft quilt spread over the quaint wooden bed in the room, and its open corner showed that its owner had no intention of sleeping.

Soft jade feet stepped on the thick wool carpet, pulled out the mahogany chair, Lia Elialos sat down at the desk, she was wearing a pink robe and pajamas, with long lilac slightly curly hair, fair skin, delicate facial features, and light blue eyes that were smart and innocent.

This is really a beautiful girl.

Putting an inferior magic crystal with a cloudy texture into the groove of the magic lamp, the magic lamp immediately lit up, illuminating the room and the desk in front of the girl.

Like other girls' desks, Lia Elialos's desk is crookedly stacked with the girls' favorite "Hymn to the Valiant Knight", "My Mage", and "Mr. Dragon, You're Enough!" 》…… and so on recently circulated in the words of aristocratic girls, the romantic love stories in them deeply fascinated the girls who were in the beginning of ignorance.

Liya, who brushed her bangs in front of her forehead and raised her hand, did not touch the novels piled up on the table, but stretched out to another pile of books neatly placed on the side.

This pile of books is neatly arranged upright, and under the ample light of the magic lamp, you can clearly see that the words on it are "The Secret of Being a Good Mage", "One Hundred Precautions for Magicians", "Basic Theory of Magic", and "One Hundred Simple and Easy to Understand Elf Words for Daily Life!" 》……

The girl pulled out a book of moderate thickness at the very edge of the stack.

Unlike the other books that are placed here, the leather cover of this book does not have the gilded titles that make people feel tall at first glance, and there is only a simple six-pointed star on the cover.

Liya opened the notebook and gently flipped the yellowish paper, making a swishing sound until a blank page appeared at the end.

Picking up the quill pen placed on the side, opening the lid of the inkwell bottle, and dipping it in the ink, the quill in Liya's hand fell on the diary paper, depicting Juanxiu's words:

In the year 2431 of the new lunar calendar, April, the day of the water, sunny

It's been a month since my sister left to study at the Imperial Capital Royal Academy, but I still feel my sister's influence on everyone.

At the dinner table, my mother mentioned my sister again today, and my father always smiled proudly at this moment, which made me feel that the cheese in my mouth tasted strange.

Is this jealousy often mentioned in the book?

Just like those who are destined to be abandoned by handsome heroes, who will always fall into the injustice of beautiful and kind heroines, the kind of emotions that vicious and poor girls manifest all the time.

"The gifts of the gods are always fair, and he closes a door for you and opens a window for you." That's what the priests and people in town always say.

Like my sister and me, the God of justice closed me as that door and opened my sister as that window.

Shirley Elialos, my dearest sister. Born to be the darling of the gods, born with a magical talent, an incomparable magical talent!

This was evident soon after her birth, dear sister, who at the age of three could call for the wind of freedom.

I still remember the way the falling leaves danced around her that day, and Shirley's cheerful laughter made her look like an elf.

And I, the god of fairness, created in order to balance our family, has no magical talent, no good for nothing, although I am familiar with the works of mages, even if I have enough knowledge comparable to a mage, but without talent, I am not a mage after all.

Perhaps I should be content that my sister has enough talent and in time will become a wonderful mage, and she will revive our family and take it to a whole new level. As the sister of a strong ** teacher, I can live very well.

Well......

Perhaps, I should be so content, as a noble lady, in the future, I met a handsome, kind gentleman with a gentlemanly demeanor, and then married him, married each other, and spent my life peacefully.

Maybe he was a valiant knight, maybe he was a knowledgeable scholar...... Maybe it's neither, he's just an ordinary kid of the nobility......

At this point, Liya paused the tip of her pen and reached out to flip back the hair that had slipped and had covered the diary, revealing the remaining blank space of the journal's page.

But the girl did not continue to write, but looked at the blank space of the diary in a daze, and there was a faint sadness and a faint loss floating in her originally smart eyes.

Buckle! Buckle! Buckle!

There was a knock on the thick door behind the girl, followed by a kind and old voice: "Haven't you slept yet?" Miss Liya? ”

Lia immediately recognized that it was Maria Kari who had just knocked on the door, the old maid was not only a senior member of the family, but also her own etiquette teacher, and because she had always treated her strictly in etiquette class, Liya felt a little awe of the old servant.

In Maria's mind, not taking a break on time was a sign of decorum without etiquette, and for an ancient family, the nobles who held the ball all night were as bad as the nouveau riche.

"It's nothing, I'll go to sleep right away!"

Liya hurriedly closed the window that had just been opened, closed the curtains, and then took out the magic crystal, and without the support of the magic power, the magic lamp was quickly extinguished.

Once again, the room was plunged into darkness.

Seeing the shadow of the old maid flickering in the candlelight departing, and the light of the door disappearing again, the girl, who was sure that Maria had left, returned to the bed, put the quilt back on, stared at the ceiling, which was already dark, and cleared her mind again.

After a long time, the girl who gradually became sleepy remembered that her diary was not finished, but now there was no way to turn on the light again and write the rest of the diary into the diary.

The girl pulled up the quilt, leaned sideways, curled herself deeper into the quilt, and closed her eyes.

Maybe......

The girl silently filled up the unfinished diary in her heart.

Perhaps, he would be a distinguished professor of magic, telling me in a way that no one could have imagined that I could be a great mage......

Quietly finished writing the diary in her heart, and the girl gradually ...... Gradually, I fell asleep......