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

She put away the key hanging on her finger. After the sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding."

"Da da da……"

She stopped in front of two piles of quilts, one large and one small, raised her eyes and looked directly at Aecilia, and asked with a smile:

"Classmate, your surname should be Adela? Which quilt belongs to Madam Dean?"

Aecilia blinked and pointed to the small ball of quilt on the right:

"This group is."

The woman with casual words and deeds, generous manners and majestic bearing looked down at the quilt and picked up the black cat in the quilt. When she raised her hand, Esilia was shocked to realize that the man was carrying a black cat. Cat's nape.

Under her horrified gaze, the woman gently put the black cat in her arms, rubbed her back skillfully, then raised her head and said:

"I took the dean back first."

The college emblem hung on her chest, and the silver-edged emblem told Ethelia her identity—the vice-president of St. Ferguson's College.

The deputy dean came to take the sleeping dean home... There seemed to be no problem. Before Aecilia could say anything else, the Vice-President hugged the Dean and turned around to leave. Her red curly hair was draped behind her, the color and volume of her hair were flamboyant and wanton.

The back figure quickly disappeared from her sight, and Aecilia rubbed her brows with a headache.

A few hours later, Angelia woke up again. Aecilia heated up the porridge she bought for her in the evening. She held her chin with her hands and watched her drink the porridge one mouthful at a time. Her fluffy and soft blond hair was shaking in front of her eyes. Celia finally couldn't help itching, and reached out to pick up a strand of her blonde hair and pinched it to test the feel.

Angelia let her pinch her hair, as if she didn't notice her roommate's movements, maybe she did but didn't intend to care.

There was a "ding dong" sound from Zhiwang, and a new post was posted on the official account of the Student Union.

Aecilia recalled that on Saturday afternoon last week, the college official posted on the forum to notify the relevant matters of the Global Young Mage Exchange Competition, and stated that the rewards for the top 100 students in the simulation exchange competition held at the end of this semester would be The student union will announce it three days later.

Counting the time, it’s almost today.

When I opened the forum, I saw, as expected, a reward notice posted by the student union. Skipping formulaic language, she focused on the essentials.

“The top 100 students in the final simulation exchange competition are qualified to participate in the Global Young Mage Exchange Competition.

"Students ranked 51~100 will each receive an additional reward: a customized mid-level magic weapon.

"Students ranked 31st to 50th will each receive additional rewards: a customized mid-level magic weapon and a bottle of life spring water.

"Students ranked 11th to 30th will each receive additional rewards: a customized mid-level magic weapon, a bottle of life spring water, and a substitute stone.

"Students ranked 1 to 10 will each receive additional rewards: a customized high-level magic weapon, a bottle of life spring water, a substitute stone, and a crown of the same attribute."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the discussion on the forum immediately became heated.

"Oh my god, there are ninety customized mid-level magic tools!!! I have been growing up in Magic Alley and I have never seen any store that sells mid-level magic tools. The first-level magic tools are a bit expensive, but they are still okay. It is common that some elementary magic weapons can be carried to the auction house..."

"We can use the tens of millions of dollars worth of the mid-level magician's staff, which is only at the level between the primary magic weapon and the mid-level magic weapon..."

"High-level magic weapon? I only know that the staff used by the chief of the Mage Tower is a high-level magic weapon... No, the academy is not kidding, right? Is the reward so harsh??? Still, still, still custom-made——"

"Okay, okay, the rewards of the exchange competition are much more generous than this. Otherwise, why would every college be so determined to invest in participating students... The resources finally allocated to the winner can affect the rise and fall of the college to which they belong in the next four years. .”

"Fountain of life? Substitute stone? It can't be what I thought."

"Customized high-end magic weapons are now available. Is there anything else you dare not think about?"

"It's the spring of life with a drop of flesh and bones of the living dead, whose efficacy far exceeds that of high-level healing potions. It's the substitute stone that can transfer the fatal attack suffered by the master to himself."

"...The reward size is similar to the last simulation exchange competition, so it's not bad (the fingers holding the cigarette are trembling slightly)."

"Family, what is a crown? Is it a small crown worn by a mage?"

"The correct answer is upstairs."

"The little crown worn by the mage, well, you are really right."

"What is this for?"

"Well... let's put it this way, other magic weapons can give you some fancy buffs, while the magic crown can give you Andrew."

"Oh, it's concise and easy to understand."

"This thing must be very expensive."

"I don't know, I've never seen anyone with a bad brain sell it."

"One miter is a big deal, but now there are ten...cows."

"No, the dean will not ask the vice dean to sell his body again."

"? What are you thinking? You can't get these ten crowns even if you sell the dean's whole cat."

"Ah? Why do you have to sell the dean?"

"Did the cat mess with you?"

……

After reading this notice, Aecilia couldn't sleep at all. She glanced at Angelia, who was still drinking porridge peacefully, and clearly heard the violent heartbeat coming from her chest.

After finally calming down, Angelia fell asleep again after drinking the porridge. Aecilia sat by the window sill, lit a small warm-colored desk lamp, and casually read through the notes left by her mother.

"On the morning of the first day of registration, Samuel Green was reported by the student union on the campus radio for stealing two century-old senior strawberry hard candies and senior cola-flavored gummy bears from the magic toy store next to the water curtain at the entrance of the college. Criticism. One thing is that I thought the candies on the ground were decorations, so I didn’t stop him. I was also wrong. I shouldn’t have acted with him on the first day of registration, which resulted in me being protected by him and having his photo posted. Forum hot list.

“At noon on the first day of registration, Samuel failed to come to eat the frog pot that he had promised, because he had not coaxed the two candy seniors who lay on the ground to sleep in the morning and faced Samuel’s big mouth as soon as they opened their eyes.

"On the afternoon of the first day of registration, Samuel coaxed the seniors, but he couldn't eat the frog pot because his mouth was done by two candy seniors in self-protection... uh, it was done, it was not very elegant. Things. I didn’t know how to comfort him, because I also needed someone to comfort me because I couldn’t eat frog pot, but I ate two sausages in front of him.

"On the morning of the second day of registration, Samuel ignored me for fifteen hours because of my eating sausages.

"At noon on the second day of registration, we were blocked at the college gate by a group of seniors and classmates, and we were forced to take a group photo. Someone's unsightly sausage mouth was mosaicd. I won't laugh if it's just photoshopped out. So loud.

"On the night of the second day of registration, I would like to add the previous point. It turns out that the mosaic photo was just sent to us. The one they kept and posted to the forum was the one that was not mosaic. # Sausage Mouth Handsome Guy # and #白 Swan学女# was on the forum hot list together. Not to mention the former, I would like to say that the comment section of the latter all explained that the protagonist of the photo looks like a proud and elegant white swan. But Samuel didn’t think so, he said I am popcorn. When I keep my peace, I am fragrant and sweet corn. When I get angry and my true nature is revealed, I naturally become popcorn. I didn’t find a reason to refute him, so I had no choice but to buy another sausage."