She opened her eyes.
She found Gaia sitting upright again: “Lord Bruce, I have finished asking.”
Bishop Bruce shook his head:
“Laila, let me advise you, this trickery can’t always be used, especially to test a lover’s loyalty.”
“……Yes.”
Gaia pursed her lips, Laila could almost feel the tightness in his jaw, as if…there was a hint of embarrassment.
But upon closer inspection, there was nothing.
It must be an illusion.
However…wouldn’t such a perceptive person notice the loopholes in this answer?
Laila couldn’t help but glance at Gaia.
The young man placed his hands obediently on his knees, his brows calm, unable to discern his thoughts.
“Alright, now let’s practice the Light Bullet!”
“Remember, when dealing with Dark Apostles, it’s not always about the power of divine magic. Often, the more powerful the forbidden spell, the more preparation time and energy it requires. On the other hand, these inconspicuous spells can unexpectedly prove useful in certain critical moments.”
Bishop Bruce seemed tired. He nodded at Gaia and left with the staff of light.
Leaving behind a young white-robed divine envoy to oversee the lessons, the ministers slipped away through the back door quietly.
Laila didn’t pay attention to the outside world.
She murmured the incantation over and over again in her mouth, but because her original body naturally stuttered, she accidentally bit her tongue several times.
She blew on it and started again.
Compared to her previous life’s studying environment, being able to learn without worrying about life or tuition, starting a study without any burden was already a blessing.
As for other things–
Talent, comprehension, she didn’t seek them.
If once is not enough, then a hundred times;
If a hundred times is not enough, then a thousand times, ten thousand times.
There will always be a day when it works.
She didn’t know how long it had been.
“Ah! I did it!”
Natasha’s voice of excitement came from behind her. She had produced a white light ball the size of a thumb between her fingers, which flew into the air and disappeared.
“Congratulations, Natasha.”
Prince Carlo also produced a light ball between his fingers, slightly larger than Natasha’s, about the size of an adult’s fist.
Mary looked at the two disdainfully and then glanced at Belia, who remained motionless with her fingers. Her heart balanced.
“Sister Belia, I did it.”
Natasha said to the golden-haired girl in the front row.
She knew this was not good of her.
Belia sister remained motionless, still murmuring the chant to herself. She heard her accidentally bite her tongue…
It must be painful.
But Natasha found herself feeling a little happy.
This isn’t right.
A kind and noble person should not feel happy because of others’ shortcomings; she should worry for her sister instead.
But…
This was the first time she had surpassed Sister Belia since entering the Fergus family.
The chant was so simple, just gently rolling her tongue and she succeeded; the difficult part was how to absorb the external light power into her body and release it–
But she also succeeded.
And Sister Belia was still stuck on that part of the chant.
Natasha cautiously looked at the quiet silver-haired boy and whispered:
“I did it, Mr. Leslie.”
Mr. Leslie seemed not to have heard her, and instead flicked his finger, producing a light ball that almost filled half of the ceiling.
Immediately, the whole classroom fell silent.
Then there was a loud noise.
Prince Carlo sighed:
“Mr. Leslie, your technique is truly amazing. We may never catch up in our lifetime.”
Mr. Leslie was different.
Natasha thought, unable to help herself from looking at the motionless Belia again, and that small hint of joy…quietly grew.
Laila was oblivious to the commotion outside; she immersed herself fully in the incantation of the Light Bullet, continuously reciting the familiar chant–
A hundred times?
A thousand times was enough.
Finally, in one moment, her tongue felt electrified and she smoothly recited: “…%￥@#……*&……%￥#@……%￥#”
A round luminous ball about the size of her face rose from her finger and flew into the air, bursting into fireworks.
“You did it, Belia.”
Beside her, Gaia’s dull eyes were reflecting the fragments of fireworks, as if they had gained color.
“Yes, I did it.” Laila suddenly covered her eyes, “Yes, I did it.”
“Belia…”
Laila suddenly hugged the boy beside her tightly, holding onto him like she was holding onto a precious treasure she needed to survive:
“It was…so difficult…Gaia, really difficult…”
No one understood what she meant by difficult…
Each of her scorching tears fell onto his neck. Gaia hesitated and raised his hand to pat her back:
“Belia, you…did well.”
“Yes, I did well.” The girl wiped her tears and stood up straight, “Better than ever.”
It was only at this moment that Laila truly felt the reality of her overturned destiny.
She had indeed become a divine covenant holder, successfully surviving the mandatory fifteen days of death.
“Gaia, the future will only get better, right?”
Her eyelashes were still wet with tears, but her lips had already blossomed into a radiant smile. In this moment, she was shining.
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