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

At 18:30 on September 2, Aecilia Green left the dormitory and followed the navigation system to the first-generation dormitory area.

When St. Ferguson was founded, it only recruited fifty students. These students all came from aristocratic families and even royal families from centuries ago. They had extremely high blood magic talents. The first-generation dormitory area was specially built for these proud students. castle.

Later, over the centuries, St. Ferguson's enrollment continued to expand. Generations of dormitories were overthrown and rebuilt, turning them into today's modern dormitories. Only the first-generation dormitories with rich history and culture were preserved, and the college converted them into The hall on the first floor serves as the banquet hall for the annual welcome dance.

The shadows of the trees on the roadside were dancing in the evening breeze, and the oil lamps on the lawn all gave off warm yellow candlelight. Under the dark blue sky, her slowly moving figure looked gentle and hazy.

As she walked forward, as time passed, the surrounding light became darker and darker, and the street lights on both sides of the road became more and more abrupt in the night. I wonder if it was because this road was usually relatively remote, but the surroundings around her were very quiet at this time. , not as lively and noisy as she imagined.

She lowered her head and glanced at the Zhiwang, which was glowing white in the night. She saw that the route was not wrong.

As she walked, the sound of light and melodious music gradually sounded in her ears. She looked along the source of the sound. The road ahead was blocked by the shadow of tall trees, but the warm lights coming from behind the trees were dotted and dazzling. .

She pushed aside the branches and walked forward, and saw a luxurious and classical castle with lights on at the foot of the mountain not far away.

The path in front of the castle was paved with gravel. Aecilia walked through rows of fountains and sculptures and reached the end of the gravel path, covering the gate of the castle with her hands.

The breeze blew, and the dark green skirt swayed gently in the wind. The button of the suit jacket was buttoned to the top, and the gray hair was tied behind the head, leaving only two strands of hair properly placed in front of the forehead.

She exerted force with both hands and pushed open the castle door easily.

The sound of music and lights rushed toward her.

The light blue eyes raised and stared forward.

On the rows of long banquet tables, tea and drinks are placed at random, various pastries are everywhere, the aroma of roasted chicken is tempting, foie gras and steak are lying quietly on the plate...

Looking up, I could see that the spiraling stairs had no end at all, and were annihilated in the dim candlelight.

The dance floor directly in front was empty.

The whole castle was filled with loud music and bright lights, but she was the only guest.

In such a huge and empty place, Aecilia's inner surprise was maximized.

She walked forward step by step, walked to the center of the dance floor, and looked up at the huge clock hanging on the high wall.

"clang--"

"clang--"

"clang--"

The minute hand returned to zero, the hour hand was in the right position, and the suddenly amplified bell sound in her ears drowned out the music from an unknown source, hitting her ears again and again.

The world in front of him was like a mirror, with cracks like spider webs, and then suddenly shattered.

She subconsciously closed her eyes and felt the world spinning. When she opened her eyes again, she heard a curse in her ears.

"Esilia!!! Come here quickly——"

The sharp soprano stung her eardrums. She felt pity for her ears that had suffered so much tonight and silently took stock of her surroundings.

A broken cabin, a broken table, a few broken chairs, and a small wooden door that was about to fall down.

It was from outside the small wooden door that the soprano came.

She pushed open the wooden door as gently as possible.

"Squeak-"

"Get over here!"

Aecilia looked at the woman in confusion.

She wore an apron that had been washed white in front of her body, and the skirts on her body were hanging to the floor. She looked very much like the women in the oil paintings she had seen from centuries ago.

Anyway, it doesn’t look like the normal dress of this era.

Forget it, you are already in the magic academy, why do you still care about what is normal and not normal?

It would be good enough if he wasn't crazy if he was tortured like this by the academy every day.

The feeling that was 100% similar to entering a space ball told her that the culprit of all this was the academy officials.

Is this because they are afraid that the new students will indulge in entertainment and not make progress after a month of comfort, so they take the exam when the semester starts?

After changing her mind several times, she decided to continue walking through the plot to see what this rotten academy wanted from her.

"Your leg is broken after you've been working so hard? Do you want to die?"

A broom flew towards her, and she hurriedly avoided it.

Yo ho, what kind of start is this?

She stood still and asked loudly:

"Is there a problem?"

A bag flew toward her.

"Go buy groceries! Someone is coming to eat tonight, get out of here, hurry up!"

Aecilia stretched out her hand to catch the bag and walked out of the door obediently.

She wanted to hit the NPC, but the plot direction was unclear, so there was no need to retaliate on the spot.

And it’s good to take this opportunity to get out and explore.

As for buying groceries?

She doesn't quite understand the prices here, which makes her a little embarrassed.

Aecilia looked at the crowded street in front of her, closed her eyes, and then bravely stepped forward.

There are various vegetable stalls on the ground on both sides of the street. Rotten vegetable leaves and smelly fruits are crowded under the feet, making it hard to guard against. The setting sun sets on the eaves nearby, and people are coming and going on the street.

Based on the style of the house, it can be roughly inferred that the setting is set in the Western civilian world several centuries ago.

She continued walking, listening carefully to the conversations around her.

"That boy from the White family beat another wife to death..."

"Didn't you just buy that last month?"

"Yeah, what a waste of money."

……

Aecilia ignored the two women who were whispering in front of the fruit stall and continued walking forward.

"The vegetables here always have rotten leaves."

"Who are you, a young lady, and you still care about this? It's good if you can eat it!"

……

"Hey, you don't know, that girl cried so loudly, it sounded so miserable."

"Who told her that she was a loser, so she didn't drown and kept the money to pay?"

……

A grey-faced woman with disheveled hair suddenly jumped out of the shop on the roadside. She was screaming. A man chased behind her and hit her hard with a broomstick. The sound coming from her was dull and loud.

The man roared:

"I can't even wash a bowl well. It's useless to buy you!"

The woman begged for mercy while dodging, only waiting for the man to curse and beat her:

"A loser!

“Ugly like a pig!

"Smelly bitch!"

The woman ran past her, and the people around her crowded together to watch. When the man grabbed the woman's neck and carried her back into the house, the crowd gradually dispersed.

"The shoe seller is beating his wife again!"

"I can't even wash the dishes well, so I can do it too."