Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

After the meal, Aecilia, who was already sitting opposite Olivia, poked the cherry tomatoes on the fruit plate. Olivia looked at her quietly without speaking.

After a while, she also took a few small tomatoes, took out the table knife she had left behind at some point, and cut the tomatoes in half from the middle with a graceful movement. While cutting, she said slowly:

"I am worried about you."

The calm words came out of the mouth of the senior who was chopping tomatoes with a calm face, and no emotion could be heard.

Aecilia raised her eyelids and was silent for a long time, then smiled slowly:

"That's it, senior. I'm very happy."

Olivia cut a small plate of cherry tomatoes, each one in half from the middle, and then handed the plate to her.

Aecilia took it with some doubts, not forgetting to say "thank you" first.

She has never seen this way of eating...a small tomato is only about the size of your thumb and can be eaten directly by putting it in your mouth.

It's normal for Olivia to be particular about this, but this is too particular.

Aecilia watched her wipe her hands with a tissue and asked Wen Shen:

"They didn't make things difficult for you yesterday, right?"

There was just the right amount of concern between the other party's brows, and Aecilia showed a classic business smile and said:

"It's nothing, just a small checkup, but it's you, senior sister..."

Aecilia stopped as she spoke. She seemed to be considering how to speak. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said:

"Last week, a branch of the Ramirez family challenged all the Novello family members in their grade in the arena."

She only said this, but what the two of them knew well was that the seemingly nonsensical but richly connoted struggle... ended with the disastrous defeat of the challenger without exception.

The people who were named to the arena by the Ramirez family branch were all Novello family branches - branch vs. branch, in the overt and covert competition between families, it was just about big or small. of a sum.

But as we all know, the only direct descendant of the Novello family is Olivia, who is in third grade.

If the person being challenged is from another family, the meaning behind it is completely different.

Olivia's smile was slightly sarcastic:

"They have indeed made a lot of little moves recently, but they are still manageable. After all, I am not the only one dealing with those things."

If the Ramirez family wants to take action, of course it will not be limited to finding a subordinate who is still studying to light a big or small fire in the school. This is just one of the trivial means.

At this time, their competition in those aspects that really affect the interests of the family is silent, fierce and crucial.

Olivia looked at the girl's slightly sad expression and said with relief:

"It's okay, we just need to do what we have to do."

Aecilia nodded and said: "I will be able to solve the matters proved by the Junior Mage before the mid-term. There should be no problem in participating in the exchange competition."

She was talking about the official exchange competition that only selects the top 100 in the academy, not the simulation competition.

Olivia said:

"Your speed is already very fast, but to reach that level in such a short period of time... is not easy."

Her words were euphemistic, and Aecilia pretended not to understand the other meaning:

"Senior, just trust me. I will never forget what I promised you."

Olivia blinked:

"Then tell me, what did you promise me?"

Aecilia smiled helplessly:

"I knew my senior would be worried about my memory problem - it's really not that serious. And I will definitely not forget anything related to my senior,"

She paused and spoke clearly,

"Don't forget, don't waver, and go to the end."

Olivia looked more relaxed after hearing what she said:

"We will have a hard time walking, but I will always be with you..."

The corners of her eyes that would rise when she was having fun now drooped down, but she didn't appear to be out of energy, she just had a sense of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world:

"There will be a day when it comes to an end."

After saying that, she breathed out gently and picked up the teacup on the table.

Aecilia looked her over.

It turns out you are just like me.

They are all the same, wanting to reach the end of this road.

Olivia fiddled with the menu on the table and flipped through it. Aecilia's eyes were also drawn to it, and she suddenly said in surprise:

"This is……!"

The picture shows a "clip" that has appeared countless times in the Forbidden Magic Protection class.

Olivia moved her hand slightly, allowing her to see the blocked text:

"Public welfare promotion of forbidden magic protection work... - Viglas family."

Aecilia said casually:

"The Viglas family is very involved in this."

Olivia also said:

"Indeed. In fact, they are the family that has completely separated themselves from forbidden magic. They have cooperated with the police station and the forbidden association many times. In addition to the fact that a female family head of this generation died of a forbidden magician, there are also There is a very important historical factor.”

Olivia recounted these things:

"Their ancestor Viglas was born in the earliest anti-taboo magic institution in history. After bidding farewell to all the companions he had worked with in his youth, the old Viglas took the initiative to apply to become the tombkeeper of the institution's public cemetery. .

"'I walk on the earth, knowing that they sleep underground not far from me.'"

Aecilia looked at Olivia, with confusion in her eyes.

"He wrote that on his tombstone."

After adding this sentence, Olivia stared into her eyes steadily.

Why do you say this?

Why didn't you ask any of the questions you originally wanted to know the answers to?

Aecilia was silent for a moment and asked:

"Since you are the ancestor of the Viglas family, you must have left your own blood while you were alive. Is this what you are going to say next?"

Olivia nodded:

"His children buried their parents, who had worked together for the same cause, together, and then passed their father's epitaph to their children and grandchildren, asking them to pass this message on from generation to generation."

Olivia didn't say any more, and Aecilia knew she needed to figure out what Olivia wanted to convey to her first.

The shadows of the trees outside the window were dancing, and the sun was shining through the gaps in the green leaves, spreading to a corner of the square wooden table.

Aecilia rested her chin on one hand, spending more time contemplating the words than thinking of the answer.

In the silence, she hesitated and spoke:

"Just now, I didn't mix up the... clan mottos... of the two families, right?"

If you look more closely, there is actually something wrong with what she said, and Olivia must have heard it, but it is not important.