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

Iris was stunned for a moment.

Albinia's story was written by people from their world; and the story of their world was written by Albinia...

The overlapping worlds made Iris feel in a daze. The black cat patted her head lovingly and said kindly:

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Children don't need to think about so many obscure issues."

Ernest said before that the pile of books Albinia brought were her own works. Maybe Albinia forgot to tell him that the book was not... With Albinia's memory, this is completely normal. .

Iris, who suddenly had some doubts about life, stared at the cat's head and began to think about philosophical issues.

The sound of the door curtain being opened attracted Iris's attention. Iris turned her gaze to the chief of the mage tower who exposed his front body under the evening light. She looked at him. He was not black at all, and he was not short at all. Looking at his hair and his clean neck, he couldn't imagine the appearance of this great mage who had been in a high position for many years singing, so he could only sigh.

No matter how good the people around you are, they can't be better than Bai Yueguang, who has not been found yet.

What's more, Albinia also knows very well that Iscott is plotting against her real body, Daisy. No matter how ignorant she is, she is still a veteran who has lived for thousands of years, and she should not be easily cheated out of her feelings.

The black cat seemed to be able to tell what she was thinking, and whispered into her ear:

"How many years do you think these two old guys from 'Shou and Tianqi' have known each other?"

Iris lowered the corners of her raised mouth.

"The food is ready, come in and eat."

Iscot said hello and went back to the house.

After he left, Iris said:

"I don't agree with this marriage."

She took back what she had just said. A simple professor like Albinia who was devoted to flowers and plants was easy to deceive at first sight.

The black cat jumped on her head, curled its tail and sat down calmly:

"It's too far-fetched. They've known each other for eight hundred years and haven't held hands yet... Tsk, study hard. You may become a great mage in the future. You might live long enough to witness them holding hands."

Iris disagreed with her:

"We can all cook together. Isn't this more intimate than holding hands?"

One washes vegetables, another cuts vegetables, another boils water and the other hands over the pot lid. The subtle emotions accumulated over and over again are not simple.

Black Cat thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what she said made sense, and he let out a long sigh:

"It's worth my efforts to bring them together for so many years..."

Iris couldn't help but look sideways:

"When you are the dean, you still manage the lifelong affairs of your employees?"

The black cat put its two front paws on Iris's forehead and slapped it over and over again:

"Albinia's appearance really worries the cat... I thought it would be better if someone could take care of her. I'm familiar with Iscot, except that he is a bit crazy when doing experiments and can't do anything. What a bad thing..."

Iris raised her hand and pinched one of her flesh pads, saying:

"You just said that Iscott was plotting to leave Daisy behind after she disappeared."

Black Cat fell into deep thought for a long time, and the atmosphere was quiet for an unknown amount of time. She slowly spoke in her solemn and delicate voice:

"How can I care about my posthumous affairs during my lifetime..."

Iris smiled and lifted the skin of the dean's neck to keep her away from her head.

Tasia struggled and fluttered her limbs and said:

"At least Iscot won't be careful when she is alive - I swear by my experience of eating dried fish for so many years!"

"'Don't have too many illusions about such illusory things as feelings'?"

"...I didn't say that!"

Iris finally understood. Tasia was like a worried old mother. She was looking forward to her daughter getting married and having someone to take care of her, but she couldn't bear to let the cabbage she had loved for so many years be taken over by a pig...

If she told Tasia this, Tasia would definitely reply to her angrily and confidently:

Isn't that the same for you? ? !

When they got to the table, Iris was surprised to find that there was no vegetarian dish on the table. She looked around to observe everyone's expressions. Tasia didn't seem surprised at all, but Albinia's eyes were filled with guilt, while the chief gentleman was calm. There was a hint of helplessness beneath the gentle appearance.

While in the kitchen, Albinia considered that the only real young person here, Iris, was still "little" and the meals should be nutritious and balanced with meat and vegetables, so she planned to pick some vegetables from the garden for her to eat.

Iscot followed her to the vegetable field where fruits and vegetables were grown, and watched her slowly squat down and stretch her hands towards the spinach in the field. After trying hard for a while, her hands finally stayed in the air.

The expression on Albinia's face was light, and there was no emotion at all, but Iscot could feel that she was reluctant to part with these plants that she had planted with her own hands.

Iscot squatted next to her and held her wrist:

"It doesn't matter if you skip a meal. Human mages are not that fragile."

Albinia raised her head slightly to look at him, blinked slowly, then nodded and said:

"it is good."

As for why she didn't eat vegetables but had to clear a piece of land to grow vegetables...it can only be said that when she planted them, she didn't expect that this would happen later.

Later, she didn't fill in the ground specially, but just raised the fruits and vegetables like other green plants. Today, she wanted to take care of the students who rarely came to her place on a whim, but she still couldn't get over the difficulty in her heart.

Iris understood what was going on when she thought that Albinia herself was an elf born from plants and had a natural affinity for wood creatures in nature.

"The professor is still kind to me. He knows that I like to eat meat, but I always think of eating vegetables to be healthy. Every time I eat vegetables, I feel a little unhappy... This time I can eat them to my heart's content. ”

The gray-haired mage said with a smile.

As if the sun cleared the clouds, Albinia suddenly smiled:

"Then you need to eat more tonight."

Albinia was no longer worried, but Iris was immediately flustered.

Because Albinia suddenly seemed to have turned on the elder mode switch, constantly picking up food for her, and even Iscot looked at her with deep care and kindness.

And Tasia... has maintained an indifferent and steady persona since she transformed into a human form. The only thing that is not "mature" is the pair of chopsticks in her hands that fly out of afterimages and compete with Iris for food.

She was a little uncomfortable with such a lively and harmonious dinner table atmosphere, and she was even more uncomfortable with suddenly becoming the focus of several people who regarded themselves as "elders".

The last time the meal was so lively was when the Robert family celebrated Angelia's birthday. At that meal, she was only responsible for acting as a "friend" who got along harmoniously with Angelia. She knew very well that she and the group of people who loved to make fun of her There is a film of lies between the little rabbits, so she can manage her expressions and body language even if she is embarrassed.

But she is not good at facing such real and passionate emotions. She just feels like a freshwater fish that has strayed into the sea. She has no choice but to hand over her unarmed body to a trusted elder to immerse herself in a strange world full of warm bubbles. .

But she relied on her acting skills, which she had honed over many years of traveling around the various forces in the dungeon, to make everything appear peaceful and peaceful, and she thought she didn't reveal anything strange at all.

She may have forgotten that she is not a fraction of the age of anyone here.

The newly issued standard robe from the mage tower, the big red bow on the black cat's tail, and the new rattan bracelet on the Potions Professor's hand are all older than her.

Tasia looked at the hand holding the chopsticks and trying to grab the last chicken leg from her.

This reminded her of when she used to help take care of newborn kittens in the group. There were always a few kittens who would treat her sleeves as food. They would bite her sleeves and not let go. He didn't let go even when he leaned back.

But Iris is still a little different from the kitten. When the kitten exerts force, it will puff up its face, show its teeth, or make an angry "roar", but Iris's face is still full even if her finger bones turn white from the exertion. The light wind and light color, no matter what happened, the shell she used to camouflage was tightly covered, and no one could peel it off.

She was nothing like her mother, that stubborn and magnanimous little girl.