Juliet had never thought about losing her parents overnight and having racial abilities. She stared at her eyes that had turned into different colored eyes in the mirror, feeling that everything was not true.

The more and more inspections were done, the more detailed they were done. All the results were "no abnormalities", but Juliet was also anxious. Is there anything wrong with her? Why do she need to do such a precise inspection?

At the end of the examination, Lotnas suddenly realized something and directly told her future. Finally, he found the reason - no matter how many years have passed, Juliet has maintained her current appearance and showed no sign of growing up at all.

Juliet only realized that wizard cats with racial abilities are divided into innate and acquired. Acquired arousal ability will lead to physical or mental incompleteness. Some people cannot see, some people cannot hear, some people lose their five senses, and some people are mentally insane.

The price that racial ability paid for her was to stop growing and always maintain her twelve-year-old appearance. After the examination was completely over, the news that she was elected as the God-Selected One was also conveyed. Aival, the creator of the witch cat, wanted to take her away and cultivate her as her own child.

Juliet had no room for veto. She lost her parents and didn't know where to go. Such an arrangement might be just right for her.

After the tragedy, Liliz was taken by the guild to deal with all the big and small matters after the bereavement. She was helpless and scared, but she still tried hard to survive. She told Juliet that the guild would send someone to take care of her, and when she got older, she would also join the guild to work, so she didn't have to worry about her at all.

"Julietz, when will you leave?"

Before leaving, Juliet went to see Liliz. It was obvious that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, but they felt so strange, just like a good friend who had once changed their own person after several years.

Liliz looks so tired and sad, revealing a precocious feeling that is not in line with the fourteen-year-old, which makes people feel distressed just by looking at it. Both of them are still immersed in the impact of bereavement and a huge change in life, but Juliet was confused by the racial ability and had never had the heart to deal with their emotions well.

"Aivar is an explanation, but I don't know exactly what time it is."

"Can you come to me? Can I see you?"

"Well, Aival said I can go find you, but only the ones who can enter the Star Picking Constellation are the chosen ones, so I can't take you with me, sorry."

The awkward atmosphere lingers between the two. Things come too quickly. They are about to part ways, but they don't know what to say to each other.

"Hey, Julietz, can I hug you?" It was Liliz's request. Julietz didn't resist and let her sister hug her. In her warm arms, Liliz was trembling, and her chin leaned against Julietz's shoulder, sobbing and trembling.

Juliet was unable to move, so she could only hug her in a daze, and Liliz's crying voice came from her ears.

──Sorry... I'm sorry I didn't protect you. I'm such a useless sister. I'm asking you to pay the price of not being able to grow up in order to protect me and stimulate my racial ability.

──Thank you. Thank you for standing up to protect me. You are so brave and brave. If it weren’t for you, I would have died now. I also suffered a crisis, but I could not do anything.

Juliet couldn't say a word when she listened to Liliz's confession. She never thought of blaming her sister, and she didn't expect that it would have any impact on her inability to grow up.

Aivar is a tall and handsome young man with red hair and golden eyes, and looks completely different from a witch cat. He went to the medical center to pick up Juliet, which shows that he would be her nominal "father", teach her to learn racial abilities, and take care of her until she can "leave the nest".

During the days when she first became the God-Selected One, Juliet lived a very hard life every day. Aival never let her lack anything materially, but she was also a very strict teacher. She studied music theory, played musical instruments, operated illusions, and trained physical fitness. She was so tired that she fell asleep in bed every day, and had almost no intention of thinking about bereavement. Under intensive practice, Juliet made rapid progress, but she also got angry and didn't want to attend class. When encountering this situation, Aival would take her around and tell her about the interesting stories of the Witch Cat God-Selected One in the past.

Aivar is a person with a sharp personality and words, but he is not bad. He takes care of Juliet in every detail. Even if Juliet has not yet come out of the pain of bereavement, he gradually regards him as his second father. When he chatted with Juliet, he realized that it is not a racial witch cat who has racial abilities that can be the God-selected person. The disability caused by the racial abilities is irreversible. If it seriously affects life, it will naturally not be selected as the God-selected person.

During the training, Julietz also fulfilled her promise and often went to Liliz in private. They shared their lives, leaned against each other, and gradually got out of the pain of bereavement. Day by day, year by year, days passed like a rushing river. The training of the God-Selected One came to an end. Julietz officially took office, and Lilitz also began to work in the guild. After the tragedy, the lives of the two finally got on track again.

The rift caused by the accident came to the forefront at this moment.

Liliz is growing up.

Although time can no longer affect Juliet, it continues to accumulate in Liliz. Liliz has receded from childishness, raised her height, and raised her chest. The young girl transformed into a charming woman, and her every frown and smile robbed the male's eyes.

Liliz grew older, but Juliet was still there. Since her body stopped growing at the age of twelve, her time seemed to have solidified and never flowed again. The gap between her and Liliz increased year by year, from two, three, four, five, and six... The distance between them became wider and wider, and it was never possible to catch up. They looked very similar, and everyone who had seen them said so, but when Liliz matured, Juliet had the illusion of seeing herself when she grew up.

A strong sense of jealousy arose, but even Juliet couldn't explain why this feeling was. She became irritable, difficult to please, and had nerve allergies. Jealousy was like a toxin entrenched in her chest and could not be vented. Not only did it affect interpersonal relationships, Liliz was the first to be affected.

Juliet and Liliz had a fight.

It wasn't right to say it was a quarrel, because only Juliet vented his anger unilaterally. That day, they made an appointment to party as usual, but they got angry because of insignificant things. Juliet slut could not control his emotions and poured out his jealousy. When she picked up a trace of reason and saw Liliz crying and apologizing, she realized that she had done too much.

‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry…I didn’t fulfill my responsibility to protect you…I’m such a useless sister…’

'It's me that's not good... Your right to grow up was taken away to protect me, but I can't do anything for you... I can't compensate you...'

‘I’m such a selfish person… I’ve never thought about how you feel…’

Liliz was heartbroken, and in addition to sadness, there was also guilt. Tears rolled down her cheeks one after another, and her beautiful face cried. Juliet had never seen her feel so sad.

They did not break up, but they could not have had any grudges. Every time they got together, the awkward atmosphere followed them like a shadow. There seemed to be an invisible distance between the two, and they could not cross them no matter how they were.

No, it is always Juliet that cannot be overcome. Liliz tried hard to shorten the barriers and tried to "compensate" Juliet, but whenever Liliz asked her what she wanted, she couldn't tell what she was saying.

What exactly does she want?

What can be ‘compensated’?

What the hell did she want Liliz? It's already like this, what else can she do?

The more Juliet thought about it, the less she understood it. The more she thought about it, the less she understood it. The depression was like a big rock pressing on her chest, mixed with the venom of jealousy, and she became more irritable and irritable. She didn't know what to do with such an insane relationship, but she couldn't find a way to get rid of the condom.

So she began to take her anger.

It must be the dragon clan, it must be the Mixiya. If it weren't for Mixiya's curse, the Witch Cat wouldn't have lost her racial ability at all, and she wouldn't have ended up never growing up again, and her relationship with Liliz became so embarrassing.
Chapter completed!