[This chapter does not impact the current plot.]
In the not-so-distant future, or perhaps even now, the Hero had a beautiful dream.
What kind of dream was it specifically?
1. A dream of becoming a Mage.
2. A dream of turning into a star.
4. A dream of playing with friends.
5. A dream where she became a Depraved Hero.
7. A dream of blowing bubbles underwater.
8. A dream of the world's end.
9. A dream where her best friend was still alive.
10. Great Success/Great Failure
♛: At the age of [], the girl became a Mage.
The little girl's bare feet tapped rapidly on the spotless floor, accompanied by her joyous shouts echoing through the home's corridors.
She held a book in her arms so heavy that it almost covered her little head. That Arcane Tome was held high as her small figure dashed into the study.
Inside the study, two pairs of eyes, different in color yet equally calm, turned towards her in unison.
The little girl's expression froze, and she instantly calmed down: ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
She cleared her throat, lifted her little face, and straightened her chest again, her voice filled with irrepressible pride and anticipation:
Under her parents' gaze, she carefully placed the Arcane Tome on the ground before solemnly extending her hands.
[The girl's magical talent (Dream +50, over 100 becomes Wind + Composite)]
[What magic did the girl learn?]
1. Water 2. Nature 3. Fire 4. Earth 5. Ice 6. Lightning 7. Light 8. Darkness 9. Spirit
10. Great Success/Great Failure
In the palm of the girl's little hand, with her focused gaze, a small vortex slowly formed.
The vortex spun in the air, gradually stirring up a few grains of sand. Seconds later, small arcs of electricity flickered, appearing like dancing lights within the vortex.
"Oh... Wind, Earth, and Lightning too." Her father watched this scene, nodding slightly, his voice calm as ever. Nevertheless, it made the girl's face light up with an even brighter smile.
"To be able to combine elements at this age?" Her mother also nodded, showing approval, "Perhaps she has more talent than her brother."
Hearing their evaluation, the girl straightened her small frame, her smile growing more radiant, her eyes gleaming with hopeful light.
"If that's the case, from tomorrow onward, you will study with your brother and me." Her father declared.
"Yes!" The girl responded loudly, excitement and anticipation evident in her youthful voice.
She stood there, her eyes burning as she watched her father and mother, as if waiting for something.
But neither her father nor mother had the intention of approaching her.
They remained seated, their expressions as calm as ever. Silence spread through the air, causing the girl's smile to gradually freeze.
The silence lasted a while, her father's eyelids raised slightly, as if sensing something, but he did nothing.
"You can go back now."
"Okay... alright." As this indifferent sentence was spoken, the girl couldn't hide her disappointment, lowering her head, but soon she bit her lip, forcing herself to smile.
She bent down to pick up the Arcane Tome from the ground, carefully withdrawing from the room and gently closing the door.
In the quiet hallway, only her footsteps remained, sounding lonely and empty. The girl held the Arcane Tome, the forced smile at her lips gradually disappearing, replaced by a trace of unnoticed sadness.
[] years old birthday, after today's birthday banquet ended, the girl dragged her somewhat heavy footsteps, yet she did not return to her room.
The courtyard was silent, the lights stretching her shadow long and thin.
She lifted her head, looking around the quiet surroundings, a gentle breeze stirring underfoot, lifting several fallen leaves. Then, she lightly leaped, clearing the high fence and landing steadily on the mansion's exterior street.
The Barrier surrounding the mansion made no response to her movements, as if accepting her unconventional departure.
It was only natural — she was also a master of the Viscount Mansion, and the Barrier couldn't obstruct her steps.
The girl walked with a heavy gait, her head down, traversing a considerable distance until the Viscount Mansion's gate shrank to the size of a fist in her view.
She stopped, turned around, looked at the familiar mansion dotted with lights, and finally let out a long breath.
Ignoring the eyes of passersby on the street, whether curious or puzzled, she walked to the side of the street, squatting down unceremoniously and burying her head in her knees.
Learning magic, it turns out, is this exhausting...
She murmured lowly, her voice carrying undisguised weariness and bitterness.
Experiences from the past four years flashed through her mind one after another like a dream.
The repeated efforts after countless failures, the exhaustion of squeezing every ounce of Magic Power to its limit, tirelessly chasing after her brother's silhouette...
And on the day of her eleventh birthday, she was already a Mage capable of standing on her own.
[Level (Talent +11, cap 40)]
She had even completed a Second Job Transfer. Such achievements would be considered top-tier talent, not just in this city, but even in the Capital.
But the price for acquiring this Strength was her nearly nonstop training and studying over the past four years.
Both children possessed Talent, which seemed to ignite a certain passion in their father's heart, constantly raising the bar of expectations for the young kids.