"You don't know how precious some things are, and you don't know how precious they are... and the most precious things are worth fighting for."

Standing in front of the simple wooden door of the 63rd floor, Blanche muttered to herself and whispered Gene's words until she repeated it more than ten times, she suddenly hummed a nasal sound.

[Damn Gene, I'm not a coward!]

Thinking of this, Blanche took a deep breath and suddenly reached out and pressed her hand on the wooden door.

A faint magical bright pattern spread around from the position where Blanche pressed, like a stone falling into the water and stirring up a circle of sparkling light.

After a while, the door suddenly opened with a "click".

When Blanche slowly walked into her mother's bedroom with a hint of nervousness, she saw Flinda sitting by the table by the window, almost facing her back.

From the perspective of the gray-haired girl, she could only see a magnifying glass floating in front of her right eye, pinching a thin cone with three fingers, and carving something on a ruby ​​the size of a goose egg.

The afternoon sun outside the tower shines on rubies through the open windows, passing through a series of complex reflections and refractions, and then casts a chaotic and fiery abstract painting on the wall adjacent to the bed! A large number of red lines are intertwined randomly, like a pile of firewood made of wooden strips.

Blanche vaguely felt that the fire elements in the room seemed very active.

But the light and darkness of abstract paintings are extremely uneven, and the darkness is hidden like the veins of red maple leaves, but the brightness is like blood vessels flowing with scorching magma.

"Kaka?" The middle-aged female magician said without looking back, "It's just right here, help me get a bottle of condensation potion!"

Blanche bit her lip and didn't say anything.

But the next moment, she suddenly took a silent step and slowly walked towards a row of wooden shelves by the door - there were many bottles and jars there.

Ordinary people can't understand it, but Blanche identified it for a moment, took off a blue bottle from it and walked towards Flinda.

But perhaps he didn't hear the imagined response, or perhaps because Blanche's movements were too slow, Flinda finally realized something was wrong. Apart from Kaka, the only one who could enter this room without her permission...

"Branchi?" The silver-haired magician turned around in surprise.

"I, I brought the condensation potion." Blanche unconsciously avoided her gaze, but reached out to hand the blue bottle over.

Flinda was a little stunned, and the brightest part of the painting on the wall began to slightly exuded a burnt smell.

She immediately came to her senses, immediately took the cooling reagent, and poured it onto the ruby.

"Che"

The white air rose, and the entire "abstract painting" became a little darker.

Taking this opportunity, Flinda quickly carved another ruby ​​on the ruby, causing the pattern on the wall to change a little.

"Well, I'm at a critical moment now. If you have anything to do, you can tell a long story... You know, I rarely do a magic experiment, and there is not much material..."

"I need your care and attention... because of me, I..." Blanche opened her mouth, but found that the last sentence could not be said! Finally, she lowered her head and whispered, "Mother, what I want to say is that I have never lie. I really need your help about my magic..."

Sizzle...Push!

A flame suddenly appeared on the wall beside the bed, and Mars fell further, igniting the quilt.

"My God!" Flinda exclaimed, quickly took out her staff, waved it gently, and sucked away all the flames! But when she turned around, the priceless ruby ​​that was the size of a goose egg on the table had turned into a pool of powder.

Seeing this scene, Flinda's body trembled.

"Hiss—Huh..."

The middle-aged female magician took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and repeated it several times before finally calming her emotions and covering up her loss of composure just now.

"Branchi! This question is no longer needed to be discussed, right?" Flinda spoke very quickly and was a little impatient. "Your magic has no problem with it. I have checked it many times! You just lack patience with natural elements... You should know that magic is the mother of natural elements, and they cannot exclude you! You must be careful! Make friends with them!"

"But the fire element is just repelling me!" Blanche bit her lower lip and defended loudly: "It's not that I don't care, but that I can't be friends with a group of little things that hate me. This is impossible!"

"Then tell me why the natural elements hate you? Hum?" Flinda seemed angry, "Only humans have selfishness and emotions, they hate another person, but the natural elements will never! They are simple, kind, without any malice, and they are elves hidden in every corner of the world, playing on their own, never hurting any life. Even if an ordinary person without magic happens to crash into a large group of natural elements, as long as no magician uses rules and formulas to drive them into attack magic, they will not hurt an ordinary person... Why do they reject you?"

"How do I know!"

"Branchi, you are so proud. Your powerful magical talent makes you never admit your mistakes. Four years... You really should read more books, summarize the experiences of your predecessors, observe nature more, and understand the laws of nature..."

"I've tried it, I've figured out the rules of the fire element long ago!"

"High! A powerful magician must be humble. If you want to drive nature, you must first understand that the mystery of nature is infinite and people can never be thorough..."

"Mother!" Blanche suddenly interrupted loudly.

The gray-haired girl lowered her head at some point, making it difficult to see her expression, but her voice came quietly: "Do you know... someone asked me to say something to you."

"What?" Flinda was stunned.

"I love you."

The huge bedroom suddenly became silent, and the needles could be heard.

"But you don't understand me."

After saying that, Blanche walked out of the room without looking back.

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"Follow me!"

In the room on the fiftieth floor, the gray-haired girl suddenly broke into the door, pulled up Gene's sleeve and walked out.

"Ahhhh...what are you doing..." Gene was shocked!

The gray-haired girl wiped her face with her sleeves, lowered her head and said nothing, and flew down the stairs directly.

"Have you gone to find Master Flinda?" Gene finally felt something and asked in a low voice, "Hey, how is the effect? ​​Is there a reconciliation?"

Blanche glanced at him expressionlessly, and suddenly pushed Gene, half of his body hanging in the middle of the stairs!

"Wow!" Gene was so scared that he was so scared that he was out of the sky.

Even if his fear of altitude sickness has improved and he can go downstairs a little faster, it is only limited to walking on the stairs against the wall, rather than standing next to the abyss!

"Before I'll give me a bad idea next time, it's best to think clearly." The gray-haired girl snorted before dragging him back.

The result is self-evident.

Gene was wise and dared not mention the previous incident.

As they went down, the two of them soon arrived below the thirty floor, and the area of ​​the gray-robed servants, the red-haired boy finally couldn't help but say, "So where are we going now?"
Chapter completed!