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

After Aecilia got up, she planned to write down what Lucius wanted to tell Angelia on a note, and then put the note on Angelia's desk. She walked to her desk and saw a painting on it.

On the painting are two lifelike black and gold mixed-color butterflies with delicate brushstrokes. The overall feeling is sharp and majestic. The signature below is "Angelia.R". The font is beautiful and square, and the brush strokes are free and easy, echoing the temperament of the painting.

Turn to the back and write a line of words with a black water-based pen:

"To Ethelia"

She turned it over again, and her fingertips slowly approached the butterfly wings on the upper right side.

It feels cold and smooth like silk, which is definitely not the texture that paper coated with paint should have.

She suddenly retracted her hand, a light blue halo of light floated on her fingertips, and the small protective shield was subconsciously condensed, hiding in the hands of the owner who quickly forgot about it.

Two butterflies with black wings scattered with golden spots broke free from the paper and flew into the air around each other. Each pair of wings brought out two strips of light of different colors, one black and one gold. The thin streams of light shone in the warm afternoon sun. The room was filled with overflowing energy, and Aecilia stared blankly as she witnessed two butterflies flying everywhere in the room, spreading golden and black light spots throughout the room.

She could feel the gentle and harmless wood elements contained in these light spots and light strips. This was not a deliberate attack or a malicious trick.

This is a gift from Angelia.

After a while, the two butterflies stayed on the original paper, then flapped their wings gently, blending into the plane of the paper, and transformed into an ordinary picture again.

A beautiful painting magic.

Aecilia tucked the painting into the textbook, then wrote a note and put it on Angelia's desk. After walking out of the dormitory door, she looked at her roommate who had not gotten up because she slept late, and gently closed the door. .

*

In front of the library.

The sun was glaring at this time, and there were very few students passing by.

Ernest sat on a bench under the shade of a tree. After reading the last document in his hand, he reached out and rubbed his brow.

Aecilia handed him a bottle of coffee bought from a vending machine two meters away.

"Didn't you take a break at noon?"

Ernest said: "It's normal for things to be cumbersome during the school season. You seem to have arrived twenty minutes early. Is this enough lunch break?"

She shook her head: "As you know, I caught up on my sleep this morning."

Ernest stood up and motioned for her to follow.

When he turned his head, his black hair that reached his waist swung down from his back to the left side of his body. His amber eyes were indifferent, as if even the warm sun couldn't shake the ice in his eyes.

After approaching the central square, more and more students gathered from various roads. When the two of them walked into the crowd, most people's eyes first stopped at the golden badge on Ernest's chest that represented the status of the student union president. Then he quickly looked away and focused on her.

Aecilia turned her head and asked, turning a blind eye:

"There are more and more people, what do you want to tell me?"

Ernest replied softly:

"The caster is too cunning, and I have never been able to find a chance to strike. You should pay more attention to those who approach you."

"I understand."

While answering, Aecilia put down her hand on the jewelry rack aside and picked up a doll with a round face.

"How do you plan to deal with the other party?"

"If this is to be led outside the academy, professors and the academy cannot interfere in this matter."

Ernest withdrew his gaze from the old electrical appliance stall and said slowly, "I may need your cooperation in the future. Please pay attention to my information at any time."

"It should."

Aecilia nodded and teased a rabbit in a cage.

Ernest's eyes followed her to the rabbit. He endured it and said, "Pets are not allowed in the dormitory. Just take a look."

Aecilia said calmly: "I didn't want to raise one. There is already one in the dormitory."

Under the stiff gaze of the stall owner, Aecilia stood up and smiled slightly:

"Don't you need to put on a little disguise when the student president appears on such an occasion? Look how scared the other students are."

Ernest clears his name:

"If they haven't used prohibited electrical appliances or raised prohibited pets in the dormitory, they don't need to be afraid of me at all."

Aecilia was a little confused:

"Are these things the student union couldn't find before?"

Ernest: "Some are well hidden, some have space magic weapons, and some are good at bribery."

Aecilia: "Then I'd better buy a rabbit and let it accompany Angelia while she paints."

Ernest: "..."

Under the gaze of the student union president, Aecilia finally failed to buy a rabbit, but only bought two khaki hair ties to match her own set of skirts.

Before the two parted, Ernest warned again:

"Be careful of people who approach you intentionally."

Aecilia said obediently: "Okay. Although you and Lucius are the biggest suspects at this point."

Ernest left and never replied to her.