Although the gray-haired girl tried her best to suppress her tone, she could still hear the strong fluctuations in her emotions.

This made Gene a little overwhelmed.

"In other words, your magic is a little different from someone else's...?" the red-haired boy asked carefully, carefully.

"It's different, but not a little bit." The magician girl tried hard to calm down. She took three deep breaths before she calmed down again, "It's very, very different..."

"You should have heard of 'magic is the mother of the natural element', which is a famous saying in the magic world. People have always believed this. They compared the natural elements to naughty children, and believe that this metaphor accurately summarizes the subtle relationship between the two - although children are sometimes naughty, they are naturally close to their mothers, so they are naturally willing to gather around their mothers! When mothers want to control them, they only need patience and a little skill..."

"But for me, it's not like this at all!"

"They will hide from me, just like my magic is a monster, a devil..."

"They will scatter in a flash, or even stay stubbornly and disagree..."

"They never showed closeness, but seemed to hate my magic..."

"I am not worse than others' two things that are recognized as the most important to magicians - magic and knowledge. I am not worse than others, and I even do better. I spend four hours a day meditating, twice as much as other apprentices. My source of magic is wider than my peers... The magic books I read every month are stacked up higher than my height, and I am familiar with the more famous classic works... But these are useless! I just can't control the natural elements!"

"I gradually realized that the most important things to magicians are not two, but three - magic, knowledge, and 'elemental affinity'! That's right, the third name was taken by me... Everyone in the world has this third thing, but I don't..."

"How could this happen?" Gene was stunned and murmured: "Has no one ever had this situation before?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not." Blanche shrugged, "Maybe there are aliens like me in a corner of the mainland, who knows? Anyway, I have read so many books, but I have never found a similar sentence."

"I always thought I was much more pitiful than you." Gene suddenly sighed, "Your behavior and conversation are obviously from a noble family. You must have never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood... But I didn't expect you to have pain that is different from ordinary people."

"Actually, I've been out of the way about magic. There's no pain. At worst, I can learn more original magic and less elemental magic in the future." Blanche denied this statement. She fell into the soft cushion again, changed her body to a comfortable position, tilted her head to look at the beating flames in the fireplace, and stopped talking.

The room fell into silence.

After a moment.

"Flinda is my mother." The gray-haired girl suddenly said.

"Well...ah?!" Gene responded casually at first, but then he jumped up!

He pointed at Blanche with some stuttering: "What are you... saying? Flinda? Could it be that the great master of Flinda? The famous strong man on the entire continent, the real master of this mage tower?"

"Um."

"Oh my God! Oh, the goddess is here!" Gene exclaimed, "Are you kidding?"

He thought Blanche's speech and behavior were appropriate and appropriate. At first glance, he was a kind of etiquette that only noble people could teach, but he didn't expect that her background was so large!

But the next moment, the red-haired boy suddenly thought of Kaka and immediately realized that everything was so reasonable.

Master Flinda's only pet, and Master Flinda's biological daughter, are both best friends... nothing wrong.

It took Gene a full five minutes to digest the shocking news.

"Before... in the Great Master's bedroom, why did you call Your Excellency the Great Master the 'Teacher'..." Gene said stutteringly.

A feeling called "inferiority" faintly reappeared on him. The boy from a remote village took two steps back and was a little further away from the magician girl.

"Because I haven't told anyone except you, this is a secret." The gray-haired girl suddenly raised her head, staring at Gene with the same gray pupils, and said word by word: "But we are friends."

"Friend..." Gene repeated the word over and over again.

He suddenly laughed, and his bad emotions were as if they were blown away by the spring breeze. He nodded: "Yes, my friend! Flinda's daughter is nothing great either... I am still the disciple that Glen values ​​the most!"

Gene quickly walked back to the fireplace and sat down.

"So, let's continue, since your mother is Master Flinda, can't she solve your problem?" The red-haired boy regained the topic.

"But she doesn't believe it at all." Blanche's expression was very cold. "Can the natural elements reject magic? A huge joke, no one will believe it... When everyone believes in one thing, then this thing is the truth. Different people care about him to die."

"For several years, my mother always thought that it was because of my lack of patience and insufficient understanding of natural elements that I could not perfectly master a simple fireball technique for four years... My explanation, in her opinion, just couldn't let go of the pride of the once genius, so she was stubborn, and she was only disappointed with me... Oh no, now I'm afraid I'm too lazy to even feel disappointed."

"You need to listen to nature! Be close to nature! Oh, great nature..." Blanche retelled the words someone often said in a sarcastic tone.

A pair of gray eyes looked at the floor like two pools of stagnant water, revealing a faint sadness.

"You're wrong."

Suddenly, a serious and solemn word rang out.

Blanche was stunned and tried to lift her eyelids. She saw Gene standing up at some point and staring at herself. There seemed to be a strange glow in the boy's eyes.

The next moment I realized that it was actually tears.

"At least you still have a mother." Gene's body trembled slightly, trying to stabilize his voice, but the blocked nasal sound betrayed him. "She will at least take you to detect magic and take you to inscribe skills... She will be disappointed with you and don't understand you, at least it means that she can see you in her eyes and hold you in her heart...but I don't even pay attention to me."

"My adoptive parents, no matter whether I had a fight outside and got the praise of Lord Eddie, the archer, didn't care! Once I returned home with scars and cried and begged my foster mother to accompany me for a while, so she stayed and applied herbs to me with her own hands. That night I said a lot and expressed all the grievances. She listened. I even thought she could finally accept me... But when she left, she just asked me obscurely - do you still have the energy to pick up firewood tomorrow?"

"My heart has completely cold since that day... Why don't I have my own biological mother, even a bad mother!"

"Jen, this is different..."

"No, don't say it's different!" Gene suddenly held Blanche's shoulder hard, "If you haven't tried reconciliation, if you haven't let go of all your dignity, or even try to resolve misunderstandings desperately, you are not qualified to be completely disappointed with your parents... because you don't know how precious this is."

"I don't know what kind of person Master Flinda is, but I think you should try it at least once again, hug her, and tell her directly how much you love her and need her... Believe me, the things that have troubled you in the past will disappear! You should give it a try!"

Gene almost yelled at the end.
Chapter completed!