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

Sometimes, Albinia would come to the Ramirez family to buy some herbs that needed careful care and visit her.

Really just look at her.

Even if Iris falls asleep on the stone table, she will still see her amiable and respectable professor sitting in front of her when she wakes up, with his chin resting on one hand and looking at her.

Occasionally, I will express my inner feelings:

"Does the season really have such a big impact on mages? The new papers published in the Mage Tower are very valuable for discussion..."

Even Albinia began to look at her as if she were a rare animal.

Iris was often frightened when she listened to her words, as if she was afraid that she would be captured and sliced ​​for study in the next second by this scary professor who talked about "research value".

But Iris always falls for Albinia's beautiful blonde hair - Professor Daisy is always surrounded by an elegant and fresh filter, making it hard for people to dislike her.

Therefore, she always subconsciously allowed the professor to keep saying those terrible words, hoping that she would be kind and not really take her away——

Whenever Olivia listened to her fear of being "captured by the professor", Iris would receive a speechless, pity and loving look from a beautiful silver-haired big sister.

"She's really become stupid - it's really worth studying." Olivia always agreed with Albinia's point of view in her heart, but she would not say this in front of Iris - she didn't want Iris to be afraid of her.

*

A sunny day without snow, lonely and empty streets.

"School girl, do you want to go eat together?"

It was Levin Auceptin whom I met by chance on the road. He always had a smile on his face, with a pair of emerald-like eyes showing from the slits of his eyes.

Iris was a little surprised that he would take the initiative to talk to her. She shook her head decisively and refused:

"No, I'm very busy today."

Levin's eyes moved back and forth between the things in her hands. She glanced at him and asked:

"Anything else?"

Levon Auceptin stared at her for a while, hesitating to speak, and before Iris walked away out of impatience, she murmured:

"It's not bad to have a hobby. It can help relieve stress. Well, no problem..."

He walked away in a trance.

Iris looked at the doll in her hand.

He has half-long black hair, green eyes, and a standard Levine Ascetin appearance. He has a long steel needle nailed to his head, and several sewing needles stuck to each of his limbs. The fabric on his body is in tatters, and his abdomen and Large clumps of cotton were exposed on the palms of the hands and feet, and the edges of the damaged fabric still had a few rough stitches left from the previous stitching of the damaged areas. It looked like it was too damaged to be repaired.

Oh, I met the right person.

Her schedule today was to go to the dungeon to repair the broken doll. After all, it was a bit troublesome to make another one, so she might as well repair it if possible.

However, the old woman holding a sewing needle in the dungeon did not support her idea:

"Your thing is already so broken, how can it be repaired? Buy a new one. Send me your facial features and I will make one for you. I guarantee that it will be made of the most poisonous witchcraft materials..."

As she spoke, she flipped through the little Levin doll again and pushed her reading glasses:

"Besides, this one you made is too small. Will it be easy for you to tie it up? Why don't you just buy a bigger one? I have a few bigger ones here for you to take a look..."

After choosing the style, Iris briefly described Levin Auceptin's appearance, and then discussed the curse materials with him.

"I don't want ebony leaves and blue cotton. They don't feel good. Do you have any needle cotton that has been soaked in black water?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Would you like to take a look at the newly arrived Sparrow Blood Bell? It's guaranteed to work."

"The fabric needs to be stronger. I don't want to keep bringing it over to repair it."

"Then take a look at these..."

Both parties were very happy in this transaction.

While Iris and the old woman were negotiating the price, Levon Aucetin held his brain and wailed at Ernest:

"What should I do? What should I do? Will her curse really take effect? ​​A needle will stick in her head... Don't tell me that my head really hurts recently..."

Ernest knocked the book in his hand on his head:

"You can be cured by wearing a hat and going out when the wind is strong."

"Why when the wind is strong? Can't it be done when there is no wind? Is there any particular reason for this..."

He asked with humility, studiousness and thirst for knowledge.

Ernest: "Magic is a science."

Levine: "I actually saw the cursed material!"

Ernest: "So why don't you go find the light mage?"

After finally sending the person away, Ernest rubbed his eyebrows, opened the drawer, and took out the little Ernest doll he took from Iris.

The doll was also too broken to be used any more, but Iris was generous to him and was very determined to throw the old doll into the trash and buy a new one.

It didn't matter how Ernest felt about such special treatment. The moment he saw the doll approaching the trash can, his brain twitched and he offered to help her repair the doll.

It was just a broken doll, and Yirui threw it to him without any regret. It seemed that she had no intention of asking him to return it, because a new doll was delivered to the front door that afternoon...

Ernest did not comment on these things. He just put down his documents, picked up his needle and thread, and studied his doll carefully late at night after work, saving it from danger stitch by stitch.

Today I just need to sew up my back... Ernest hesitated for a moment, but took out the peace charm that Lucius brought to him when he went out to play, gently stuffed it into the cotton, and hid it inside. After it was a little deeper, I sewed the back.

If there really are any negative effects... I hope they can offset them a little.

He returned the doll to Iris's windowsill and considerately gave her the remaining needle as well.

It's just for pricking dolls, she probably won't mind it.