Become Lucia's teacher.

A sixth-level teacher, perhaps, in this era when the seventh-level gods were silent for unknown reasons, was enough for her to walk sideways.

But for the little girl, she just felt that she was not that lonely.

"Why me?"

The little girl once asked her this.

She was afraid that the storm witch would also like the hidden powers on her.

Although little Lucia was naive, she also followed Sister Angelia's words and learned to protect herself.

But for this,

Ellarina just smiled faintly, her eyes as deep as the stars when she was not angry:

“Because I saw some kind of past in you,

You are very similar to me once."

But compared to Ellarina's active invitation, perhaps the key is that the great craftsmen are not blocking them.

At this moment, he was in a workshop not far from Little Lucia's abandoned observatory.
Chapter completed!