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

It was a rare opportunity for Iris to be a "life coach", and she was so happy that she returned to the room that night.

Does she mean well?

how can that be possible.

She just felt that it would be a wonderful thing to tear off the perfect and precise shell of such a proud person like a machine and expose his fragile, inferior and sensitive inside.

You know, Ernest is more pitiable than her in some aspects.

She pressed the corners of her mouth with two fingers of one hand, reminding herself not to go too far since she was eating and drinking at other people's houses. Then she opened the smart network and sent a message to the old man:

"How is the investigation going over there?"

As if the other party had been waiting for her, she replied almost instantly:

"That's the end. How much information do you want to leave with the Novello people?"

"Hide everything related to magic, everything else doesn't matter."

"If the Novello family becomes merciless in the future, won't he go crazy?"

"It's up to him, I just have a few people to accompany me."

"...If you hadn't taken action there, those things would have been buried underground and completely rotted."

"Don't forget the order of things. They were the ones who 'accidentally discovered' it first, and then I caught up with it after smelling it. The person who opens the magic box first will always receive more condemnation."

"But the first person to open the magic box is you...after all, you are still afraid of him."

"Haha, I'm just worried that these little things will affect our good cooperative relationship. Aren't you afraid that you will come? I'll be able to lie down behind the scenes and take care of your granddaughter."

"Farewell, farewell, you can't make the egg pudding she likes."

"Get out of here."

"Hehe, you broke the defense."

[The other party is offline]

The old man curled his lips, switched to the interface and went to play the game.

*

At breakfast the next day, everyone gathered together, and Lucius looked at her with suspicion:

"Angelia didn't ask you to tell me to go see the painting yesterday."

Because it’s your brother who asked me to tell you, silly boy.

"You made us both miss dinner."

Lucius said displeased.

Iris maintained her smile:

"Why, can you two still be hungry in your own home?"

The reason is to prevent you two from having dinner. If you are on your way to the restaurant, you will definitely pass by the vacant courtyard and see the desolate scene of your noble young master being scolded by the owner for stealing flowers.

If Ernest hadn't threatened her with his martial ethics, she would have dragged everyone to watch the fun by any means as soon as the training was over.

This also strengthened her determination to kill everyone in the end.

She really knows too much.

"Have you not found the flower thief yet?"

Lucius asked.

Ernest put down the tableware and left, and Alexia followed him out in uncharacteristic silence. Under Lucius's doubtful eyes, Angelia looked at him and sighed quietly, saying nothing.

Iris suddenly understood why the Ramirez family implemented the dual-head system.

To put it nicely, it’s for everyone to draw on their own strengths.

Iris said with deep meaning:

"It's hard to guard against domestic thieves."

The two people who left had just taken a few steps out of the door. It was impossible for Ernest, who had been deliberately trained to have keen senses, not to hear these words.

Iris, who was obviously provocative, stood up with a smile. When she walked out the door, she did not forget to say hello to the two people not far away:

"I'm going back to the academy, so I won't send you off."

*

Lucius is obviously the kind of person who thrives in intelligence and strength outside, but is deaf to the undercurrents among his family members at home.

As soon as he is in a relaxed environment, his sensitivity to the outside world plummets.

But if you throw him into a fighting arena outside your home, he will be almost invincible.

Lucius had already won ten games in a row on his first day without even taking a break in between. The large number of points he accumulated quickly made him enter the top hundreds. The momentum was strong and the onlookers were extremely excited.

Angelia has now finished seven games and is sitting in an unknown corner playing Xiaoxiao. Don't ask Iris how she knew. After she opened Xiaoxiao, the game friend interface showed that the other party was online.

Iris quietly walked next to Professor Albinia. The professor had a lily scent today. The floral fragrance was not strong, but just light enough.

"Professor - I have a question. If the people who scored points in the past few days don't play in the next two days, don't the people who play later have to start playing one point at a time?"

Albinia used levitation to pour magic potion on the injured student on the stage, and answered her at the same time:

"No, there is a setting of mandatory playing. The higher the points in the early stage, the more times you need to play in the later stage. If the performance is not up to standard, the points will be deducted."

Iris’ eye-opener:

"mighty--"

She could also see that the quality of today's arena match was much higher than before, and the showdown between masters was becoming more and more obvious.

Among them, some people have had enough fun in the past few days and have just come out to show off their skills today. Some people have worked hard to save points in the past few days and are now forced to work to give points to others. There are also some people who have worked hard to save points in the past few days. Points Continue to earn points today.

Everything depends on personal creation.

Iris touched her chin and looked towards the stage. Albinia asked her as soon as she was free:

"You should also play a game today, right? Your points are still very few."

Iris nodded:

"I played a few games casually in the morning. The sun was too strong at noon, so I took a rest."

Albinia praised her:

“It’s great to know how to adapt your strategy to the situation.”

Iris laughed immediately, looking at the other person with a silly look in her eyes.

Although she didn't know when it was a strategy to be lazy because she was afraid of being in the sun, but who didn't like to be praised, especially by such a cute and touching professor without any bottom line.

Everything a loved one does is worthy of praise. No matter how good a person who is not cared about is, he cannot get a satisfied smile from an unloved person.

There is a senior in the dormitory next door who secretly keeps kittens. She will frequently say "Oh, my baby ate more food today than yesterday, that's great." "Oh, my baby's poop today is better than yesterday's poop." More artistic sounds like "Oh, great";

The senior sister next door who brought her unknown black and white dog to school would often kick the dog in disgust:

"It's too intrusive here, stay away."

"It's actually raining today, stay away from death."

"Hey, you eat so little, are you a picky eater? Why are you so delicate?"

"Hey, you eat so much, are you a loser? Do you think I am raising pigs?"

Although both the cat and the dog look healthy now, maybe a musician who loves to play the piano in the rain has lived in the dog's heart for some time?

Alas, you should pay attention to the mental health of minors no matter where you are.

Albinia ruffled her hair with a paw and brought back her divergent thoughts:

"Recently, many students have come to me asking for your contact information. Although our college does not object to students falling in love, you have to be careful of those guys who only meet you once and talk about their love and forever to you - nine times out of ten they are unreliable. .

"They just want you to be good-looking, or they want you to have good grades and a good future to be profitable - in short, you must stay away from such superficial and nasty people."

Several professors who were waiting to introduce someone's contact information to the little girl looked at each other in confusion.

This little girl from Class 2 is usually quite famous, although every reason for her fame is quite strange. She fished in the fountain, was chased by the school psychiatrist, discussed an assassination plan with the newspaper and scared passers-by, and was raped by a well-known family. It causes psychological problems and the like...

Supplemented by the delicate and cold appearance, many little boys were stunned.

It's hard to say how much intention of clinging to a certain family is mixed in there.

They were entrusted by others and had many boys' contact information waiting to be handed over. However, Albinia, who had always been gentle and indifferent to everything, turned out to be the biggest obstacle in their path.

It is not easy to hear her speak for such a long period of time outside of academic exchanges.

Several professors who were close to Albinia knew that she was really interested in her, and she acted like a child.

Iris is surrounded by blessings and not only knows how to be blessed, but also knows how to take advantage of them.

She hugged Albinia's arm and refused to let go:

"Okay, I will listen to the professor-"

Albinia patted her forehead again, and a professor beside her reminded:

"Albinia, is it really okay to pour too much wood healing potion?"

She raised her head and glanced gently towards the stage. She saw thin vines growing out of the student's arm and said calmly:

"This is the healing potion with the smallest side effects for him. The amount is just right, not too much... Why do you all look at me like this? Once the magic wave has dispersed, the vines will disappear by themselves, and there is no pain in the process. Experience the feeling of plants growing on your body——"

Iris has become a brainless little fan girl who can only say "Uh-huh, uh-huh, ah, the professor is right". Anything that touches "rationality" simply scratches her cerebral cortex and slips away. A trace.

Albinia secretly thought to herself that her child had drunk too much medicine before and was drunk to the point of being stupid. She caressed the top of her head lovingly:

"Which arena are you going to in a moment? If it is convenient, you can stay here. If not, I will follow you. What kind of healing potion do you usually use? Do you prefer to take it externally or internally? What flavor do you prefer?"

Professors looked on: "..."

Oops, there is a blatant distinction here.

Iris pinched her pale golden hair and answered her questions obediently.

There are still professors who care about the competition and can’t stand it anymore:

"Albinia, you are not watering the flowers now - the potion is poured on the students' faces!"

Albinia did not change the friendly and gentle look on her face:

"I saw some scratches on his face."

"The professor is so considerate! He is also very attentive..."

Iris's boast followed.

The other professors on the side closed their eyes and sighed.