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After dinner, Lucia White's room was full of witches.
Seeing everyone's encouraging and comforting expressions, she felt her eyes moisten. Holding back the urge to cry, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I can't cry … it's already shameful enough to cry in front of Nightingale," Lucia warned herself in her heart. "My sister is here, so I have to set a good example."
Before she took the ship to Border Town, she had only heard that there was a witch organization stationed here. In addition to wanting to cure her sister who was infected with the demonic plague, she only wanted to find a place to stay. She didn't expect to live a good life here.
But she had never thought that the life here was not only comfortable and free, but also a group of people who treated her like family. Since her parents had been killed by pirates, she once again felt at home.
"Will my sister really be in danger?" Bell asked, leaning against Lucia's chest, "How painful is the magic bite?"
"The pain is unbearable, it's like there are countless knives stirring inside your body," Nightingale said with a grin. "There are very few witches who can endure it. Probably only one or two out of ten can safely live through adulthood."
"…" The little girl's expression turned cold.
"Don't scare her," Vendy glared at Nightingale, "That was during the time of the Witch Cooperation Association."
"Now, as long as you practice every day and empty your magic power before the Day of Awakening, there won't be any big problems," Scroll said with a smile, "I heard that Anna is still sleeping into adulthood."
"Moreover, there was also the first High Awakening," Agatha yawned, "If it were four hundred years ago in Taquila, it would definitely cause a sensation, no witch has ever been able to have an epiphany in their sleep."
"Are you okay?" His Royal Highness looked at her, "Although work is very important, don't force yourself too much."
"The Battle of Divine Will is just around the corner, my busy schedule is nothing," Agatha said while covering her mouth, "If we fail again this time, it won't be a problem for me to sleep forever."
"We won't fail this time," Roland said confidently.
"It's precisely because I'm interested in your inventions that I decided to do more." The Ice Witch rolled her eyes at him. "Otherwise, do you think I like staying in the laboratory every day?" With that, she tilted her head and muttered softly, "Even if you don't fulfill your promise, there's nothing I can do to get even with you …"
"Alright, don't discuss such a heavy topic at a time like this." Vendy interrupted, "By the way, didn't Miss Agatha say that witches can get a wish on the Day of Awakening? This time it's Lucia's turn. Is there anything you want to fulfill?"
"Eh … Me?" Lucia was startled when she saw that everyone was looking at her.
"Big Sister, let's trade for ice cream buns!" Bell's eyes lit up as she said, "Just 10 will do, we'll each take half!"
This fellow … only thinks about eating. She knocked on her sister's forehead and looked at Roland. "Can I save this wish?"
"If that's what you want." Roland could not help but laugh. "But it won't become much if you save it."
"One is enough," Lucia said gratefully. She could live in this small town and had nothing else to ask for. She only hoped that Bell could also live a happy life. Her sister was not a witch and would leave her one day to form a new family with someone else. If anything happened at that time, this wish might be able to help her.
At this moment, Lucia suddenly felt that her empty body began to tremble. Magic power was generated once again, as if it had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and continuously flowed into her body.
"It's starting," Nightingale reminded her.
Although her sisters had told her not to worry, she still could not help but grip the quilt tightly. Perhaps it was because she was nervous, she felt that her hands and feet were a little cold.
"Relax." Vendy leaned over and held her hand. "Magic power is part of our bodies."
"Should we talk about something to distract her?" Lucia heard someone ask. It seemed to be Lily's voice.
"What should we talk about?" It was Mystery Moon who answered.
"For example, the results of the second exam." Lily's voice seemed to come from far away. "Generally speaking, if we talk about this, the other party will immediately want to stop the topic and divert her attention. For example, Mystery Moon's results. "
"Don't say it!"
"See, it's very effective."
Lucia wanted to laugh out loud, but found that the expression on her face was very stiff. Her body became extremely hot, and at the same time, there was an indescribable feeling of contraction. More and more magic power seemed to be sucking in everything around it.
"Does everyone experience this feeling when they are adults?"
"What is Lucia's result?" Mystery Moon's words became intermittent.
"Average score of eighty-six," the Prince replied.
"What, what?"
"Is it that high?"
"Look, she didn't even stop us."
"Your trick failed. Accept your punishment!"
"Go away!"
"Wait … don't fight, Lucia doesn't seem right."
Mystery Moon's and Lily's voices alternated, and finally, Nightingale's voice came out, but she found that the witches' words had become blurred. Lucia gritted her teeth and raised her head to look at her sisters, but was surprised to find that the scene in front of her had completely changed. Everyone's appearance became hazy and trivial, as if composed of countless squares, some of which were big, some of which were small, and each of which was different in color.
She wanted to scream out in fear, but there was only a hissing sound in her throat.
The feeling of contraction in her body became more and more intense, and it began to produce bursts of pain. Lucia could only hold her breath and endure it. The figures around her were already in chaos.
Just as Nightingale said, the pain on the Day of Adulthood was far more intense than the previous awakening. The more she persisted, the more obvious the pain became, as if she would be cut into pieces at any time.
Suddenly, a strange magic power entered her body. Lucia could clearly feel that this magic power did not belong to her. It was like a tube, connected to the magic vortex.
She had no time to find out what it was, and subconsciously squeezed the surging magic power in her body into the tube, and the pain was immediately alleviated. As if she had found a savior, Lucia kept injecting magic power into the tube to suppress the pain in her body.
After an unknown period of time, the strange contraction finally subsided. The magic power no longer rotated, but became full and full, which was completely different from the previous experience.
She blinked, and her vision returned to normal.
Looking at Bell, who was about to cry, Lucia patted her head and said in a dry voice, "It's okay now."
Only then did she realize that her body was soaked in sweat. The cold wind blew, and she felt a bone-piercing chill on her back.
No, how could there be wind in a room full of heating?
She turned her head and could not help but be stunned. She saw a huge gap in the wall facing the garden, and the two windows had disappeared, from which the cold wind came. Through the gap, she could see the dark night sky and the lights in the town. Standing in front of this half of the wall was Anna. She looked at her with concern, and the Sigil of God's Will in her hand shone slightly.
"Her ability has condensed," Nightingale said.
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