[The Principality of Arlane has only one magic sealing well]

The candidate for the senior minister of the Ministry of Magic is a girl named [Alice Victoria], who is the adopted daughter of [Duke of Victoria].

Alice has a beautiful white head, always wearing a white long skirt under the magic robe. She is tall, has a high nose and big eyes, and has a stereotype like a bone-cutting face. She is very beautiful, but because of her behavior, she is

It is cold, so it is named [Iceberg Beauty].

In fact, this title has always been around. For example, every beautiful girl who is not willing to get close to the crowd will have this title.

Changyu Feng has no friends in Fran, she is one of the few.

You may be very surprised, how do two people who are both cold become friends? In fact, there is nothing wrong with it, because both of them are cold enough, this is the way for cold people to make friends.

Chang Yufeng hardly chats with others in Fran. Sometimes for a whole day, he doesn't talk more than three sentences except those who are Arikalilia. He doesn't know how to magic, but he can remember it.

The notes in the magic class are almost useless to ordinary people because magic depends on its unique talent, not a bad pen.

But he just remembers it. It is generally believed that he recorded it for his sister Erica, but Erica is also recording it. It's very strange. No one knows what it is for him to remember it. This tall handsome boy

Silence is like a cold mountain. When two icebergs approach, it is the coldest time in the entire student group.

However, the first time they met was not in the academy, but in the night market in Flan. Chang Yufeng often went to the night market, and he and Milan, the captain of the Flank Eagle Team, also met Flan's night market.

One big reason is that Chang Yufeng often has a headache. The lack of emptiness in his mind makes him have to need a way to relieve himself. He is under great pressure, and this pain makes him depressed and even lonely.

He used to not drink, but now he is just drinking.

It’s nothing to drink, he never gets drunk. Before meeting Milan, he always drinks alone. The wine in the stall is very cheap. When he drinks it, he will forget the time and the nothingness in his mind.

It is a kind of empty, irritable, and helpless nothingness.

Milan is also very melancholy. He is a native of Fran, but his family is not well off. His parents are sick. He is very expensive to see a doctor in Fran and he has to find a wife in Fran. This is almost emptying his family's fortune and it is impossible to find it.

He was born as a Fran, but he couldn't be a Fran's ghost. Being the captain of the Flying Eagles is already at the peak of his life. He has no hope for life because he has no chance to get promoted again with his strength.

So, he took the patrol shift and had nothing to do except drink and drink. Two lonely people were on the same table. They were originally drinkers, but later they really let go of their conversation.

Chang Yufeng tells his story. He said that he seems to have many scattered memories. Most of them are weird, either with a head but no end, or with a head but no head, or intermittent, and there is no way to talk about it.

.

He remembers it very clearly, but he also remembers it very vaguely.

Just think that it was a few big dreams, and after the big dreams, only fragmented reality was left.

From the Mr. Rabbit in a suit, he clearly remembered that its name was Dada, because it was like an onomatopoeia, and the upper and lower lips could be closed and the fire was emitted, Mr. Rabbit, but the sky was filled with rain of fire, fire

Under the rain, everything about him seemed to be burning, and then it was really like a dream. He forgot someone, that person was very important, but there was no trace in his world, because she was like

It was like the person he met in his dream. He suffered a lot in his dream. He was about to take life and death lightly in his dream. He could not even tell who he was in his dream.

But he still remembers that there is such a person who exists.

But it doesn't exist, in his world.

It was a day when it was raining lightly. Changyufeng was telling his own story, and the rain drips dripping, embellishing the vendor's stalls in almost brilliant raindrops.

"I took out my sword and stood in front of that person. I said to her, don't be afraid, I'm here. I will never leave." Chang Yufeng drank a glass of wine and choked, as if he had met him.

In fact, in front of him, there was only the wine filled with Milan again: "But I can't protect her at all, do you know? No matter how strong I am, I can't protect her, because this world is for her

There are too many malice and too complicated things, and I have no choice...I watched her fall and fall into the abyss."

"Brother, it's okay. I believe that what you want to fight against is the whole world. What you have to do is protect, and what your enemies have to do is just destroy. It is much simpler to hurt a person than to protect a person.

.” Milan put his hand on the table. He didn't drink. He never doubted the authenticity of what the boy around him said. His listening was moved that made him cry.

Although he was touched, it was just that, because he couldn't cry, and he couldn't cry no matter what. A person who was not sure of whether he existed or not disappeared from his world, like a dream, illusory,

His physical reaction made him unable to shed tears.

He drank, but did not feel that the wine was bitter or strong, but instead let the pain in his throat offset the pain in his head.

"What happened later?" Milan glanced at the watch on her hand.

"No more later, she died in that memory. That memory was broken." Chang Yufeng patted his face and cheered up his spirits. He didn't seem to want to make himself so decadent, but he did

If not, I can only suffer in the struggle between the two.

"That's really bad." A woman sat down in the seat next to her and threw a gold coin on the table, which was enough to drink for a long time, if she wanted to.

"Can I sit here?" Alice shook her hair, but no one answered her. Chang Yufeng didn't respond. Milan recognized her and was a little surprised.

"That's OK." Alice poured a glass of wine, took a light breath, then placed the cup beside her red lips, and drank it all in one go.

"What? I won't talk about it anymore? I want to hear it. The lone wolf in the magic school." Alice looked at Changyufeng, poured the cup in front of Changyufeng with wine, and poured her own wine glass.

The white bubbles of the ale rolled upwards, shattered under the raindrops, dripped onto the table, turning into "dirty water" that would never enter the throat again.

"Alice." Chang Yufeng looked at Alice and called her. She was the adopted daughter of the Duchess, and naturally a celebrity. Her luxurious white horse carriage was right next to her. She was also dressed in a noble dress, wearing black.

Long skirts are particularly conspicuous in the street market, and the revenue of this whole street may not be as expensive as this long skirt.

"I thought you didn't recognize me? We were in the same class, do you know?" Alice took another sip of cheap ale: "Actually, I wanted to know you very early, but I just didn't have a chance."

Like Changyu Feng, Alice was just cold in front of outsiders, or in other words, their relationship could only be maintained by saying hello to strangers, or taking a look so simple.

This loneliness can either be empathetic or strange.

"Why?" Chang Yufeng recovered a little.

He was alone, so naturally he had never noticed any strangers.

Although Alice is cold, as the adopted daughter of the duchess, she does not allow real zero contact with anyone. This is a bit different from Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng's heart has collapsed, and he cannot understand why.

I will become like this, as if I have had a strange disease. Why is the only one who has such a strange disease?

There was never an answer, which made him depressed.

"If I really want to say something, I think you are very special. You are different from everyone I have met." Alice did not feel any shy and smiled at him directly, her eyebrows and eyes opened and closed, so touching: "

You are so excellent, but you are so ordinary.”

Chang Yufeng has never had any impression of Alice, so she doesn't understand her evaluation.

He was nothing, he shook his head and denied it.

"I still don't understand." When he saw the person he knew, everything became cold again, with a gloomy face and drinking a muffled wine.

"I've been following you since the junior department." Alice smiled again. Her smile was so calm. Even if she had never talked about a word, she had never touched her. Her smile was as bright as

.

"At that time, I was wondering how courage does a boy need to find someone alone in such a big city of Fran?" Alice poured his glass again: "He encouraged himself

When I am a sister, I should never be cowardly and I should never be sad.”

"But now, he is drinking alone here, and he is not as young as him at all. He was back then."

"I have forgotten that something that has happened so long." Chang Yufeng looked at the sake in the glass and seemed to have the shadow of the past in his eyes. He was carrying Erica, two years old.

When the ten-year-old child went to Fran alone, they suffered a lot along the way. Even with the protection of the Carolingian family, he was still stolen, robbed and beaten. He gritted his teeth and encouraged Erica. At that time, he forgot about it.

People have not appeared as frequently as they are now, making them feel unbearable and have also experienced escaping from death.

At that time, Chang Yufeng knew that the world was difficult and dangerous, but he faced it bravely. When looking for Palos, they slept in the open and couldn't find the contact person of the Carolingian family, and they didn't dare to use the gold coins on them to pay for the expensive hotel.

The cost, they had poor food and poor clothes. During those days, they were like rats infected with the plague. In Fran, everyone was afraid of it. It was a kind of poverty and helplessness.

The poor disease.

Even after such a tragic life, he still gritted his teeth and said to Erica, what is this? We are not without hope. As long as we find Caroling's contact person, everything will be fine.

In the past seven years, as the memories in his mind became more and more confused, he was in pain. Every morning, he was like he was entangled with the disease and was in pain more and more. This pain made him collapse.

Wandering on the edge.

In Fran, he began to know that some people's lives are worse than dust, some people's ideal is just a scumbag son that can be destroyed by stamping a seal, and some people's benevolence, righteousness and morality are better than their excretion

Things are even dirty. Some people's worlds are all made of gold, while others dare not even think about such a simple thing as living.

He began to wonder, what would he do if he graduated from Fran?

He has no support. This kind of helplessness refers to the direct lack of money obtained from birth, no good relationships brought by his parents, and no future planned by his parents.

He only has himself.

Of course, he is indeed the only one.

But he still can't be himself because he has no money to be himself, or the cost of wanting to be himself is too high.

Then, he really understood that it turned out that he was so small, so scared that he was not magic, and he was so ridiculous. When the whole world was respected by magic, a person who could not magic was really

It's ridiculous, not just ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

There are many people in this world who can’t do magic, and they are also ridiculous. Even if you deceive yourself and tell you that everyone has a bright future, no matter whether you can magic or not, it is so ridiculous.

Why is that ridiculous, no, why does that group of ridiculous people in this world have themselves?

Is it because he doesn’t work hard? He works hard, but it means he doesn’t know how to magic. Is it useful to work hard?

Working hard in the face of talent is the most useless.

He tried to think from the perspective of others, not to worry about magic, and he could not live without magic.
To be continued...