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

Iris got up early, had dinner, and rushed to the training room.

Today is the fourth day of the game. According to the "rules", the seniors can already leave the game.

And she needs to take action on the fifth and sixth days, because the top 100 will be decided on the sixth day.

Alexia didn't stick to her for breakfast as usual, which was a bit strange.

Passing by the garden, she saw the girl who was sighing.

"Sister, my two pots of blue rose are missing."

The other party was disappointed.

Iris was about to say something to comfort her, but was startled by her suddenly raised voice:

"It was stolen!"

Iris was stunned for a while, then asked:

"Could it have been moved by a servant?"

If it was stolen by an outsider, someone with such strength would break in here just for two pots of flowers? If not, who here would dare to steal Alexia’s flowers?

People from the side clan usually don't dare to approach the main courtyard, and servants are even less likely to have such courage. It can't be Lucius who stole it, right? No, even though this person doesn't like to play by the rules, he doesn't want to steal his sister's flowers, right? Besides, Alexia gave him a few pots of roses two days ago.

The girl's eyes were fierce:

"I told them not to touch my flowers."

Iris continued to ask:

"Weren't the flowers still there yesterday afternoon? It was not the time for servants to approach the garden after that. Did you find any footprints around?"

The girl shook her head:

"I've been looking all morning and couldn't find it. And it rained last night, which made it even more troublesome."

Iris got the point:

"You haven't had breakfast yet?"

Alexia nodded:

"If I can't catch the flower thief, I won't be able to eat."

Iris took the girl to eat first.

In the restaurant, they met Ernest and Lucius who were dining. She had eaten but sat down to drink a glass of milk first. Alexia poured out her bitterness in an instant, and Lucius frowned after hearing this. Raised:

"Who is so brave? It's better to catch him early. Who knows if there will be a second time. What you steal next time may not be spent."

Alexia nodded seriously:

"Then let's check the surveillance first."

Iris keenly noticed that Ernest's hand movements paused when he heard "monitoring", but his face had no expression from beginning to end, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"The effectiveness of surveillance on a rainy night is limited... That flower thief must have calculated this correctly, damn it!"

Lucius said angrily.

Ernest, who had been silent all this time, took out the Intelligent Network, and after a while he raised his head again and glanced at them lightly:

"It rained last night, and there happened to be a problem with the surveillance camera wiring."

Lucius said angrily:

"I don't believe there is such a coincidence! This must be more than just stealing flowers!"

Ernest continued to remain silent, while Alexia's face turned red with anger and she said:

"I want to see who is so incompetent! He steals flowers raised by others, and those two pots of flowers are obviously worthless..."

This was true. Those two pots of roses were worthless. Iris was very confused:

"Does that thief really just want flowers?"

Lucius didn't quite believe it:

"Then why doesn't he buy it himself? There are cheap and better-grown flowers everywhere in the market, and the blue rose is not rare, so it doesn't take so much effort to buy it."

This is true, but when it comes to this, the three of them also vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"I don't think it's as simple as we think."

Alexia said so.

Lucius nodded in recognition, then turned to Ernest:

"Brother, what do you think?"

Ernest: "..."

Ernest: "Yeah."

"What do you mean?"

"I agree."

Alexia replied quickly.

Iris felt that something was a little strange, but she couldn't tell intuitively.

"Now we can only let people search it slowly..."

Lucius said in a low tone.

"I hope my flowers can wait for me..."

Alexia said sadly.

In the gloomy atmosphere between the two of them, they turned to look at Ernest together with great tacit understanding. They stared at him devoutly for a long time, but saw him slowly put down the tableware:

"let me?"

The tone of voice was also so flat that there was no emotion.

The two brothers and sisters once again showed a tacit understanding, and the frequency of nodding was almost the same.

"I'm quite busy today..."

"I didn't finish yesterday's geometry homework..."

Iris seemed to see the corners of Ernest's mouth raised slightly at a certain moment, as if he was making a mockery, but she continued to look but saw nothing more, as if what she had seen before was just an illusion.

He stood up, his long black hair swaying slightly with his movements, and his calm face seemed a little softer at this moment.

"can."

*

Angelia is concentrating on painting in her room these days and will not come to the training room.

After the evening practice, Iris wiped her sweaty hands and said to Lucius:

"Angelia asked me to tell you to go to her place to see the paintings before dinner."

Lucius was a little depressed after hearing this:

"The painting is finished so soon? Didn't you say it will take at least another week?"

After a while, he suddenly said:

"That's not right. Why didn't she just tell me?"

Iris raised her head and looked at him coldly:

"Why don't you just ask her if she has any debts she hasn't settled with you yet?"

Hearing this, Lucius's eyes were filled with panic for a moment, and he rushed out desperately without taking the thermos cup.

There really are...

Iris tidied up for a while and turned off the lights before walking out of the training room as usual.

She continued to walk forward, but the direction was not towards the restaurant, but towards Ernest's residence.

The girl who walked slowly under the dim light slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

You bastard who doesn’t watch when there’s excitement.

*

Ernest held the kettle and lowered his head to water the plants in the darkened courtyard. He didn't turn around when he heard the movement behind him, and didn't even shake his hands.

Clear water droplets fell on the potted plants, reflecting the girl's dull eyes.

Alexia stared blankly at the two pots of blue roses in front of her.

And, her oldest brother is watering the roses.

She held a small tracker tightly in her hand.

*

Back to noon today.

In the middle of the training, Ernest left the training room on his own. Iris thought of something and looked up at the clock. It happened to be twelve o'clock.

She then found an excuse to sneak out and followed Ernest into the vacant courtyard closest to his residence.