Wendy's life has been extraordinarily fulfilling recently.
Just like her name, Bai Zhi quickly absorbed knowledge about witches and magic power. The literacy class and natural knowledge education progressed very smoothly. Now, she can learn new vocabulary by referring to the literacy textbook alone. It's just that natural tutoring is a little more troublesome. The little girl sometimes asks questions that even Wendy can't answer. In the end, she can only ask Anna or His Royal Highness.
Compared with the white paper, A-Xia is much more clumsy, probably due to age. A word needs to be recited several times to memorize the spelling, and he is also dubious about natural courses. But Wendy didn't care at all. If she was as smart as Anna, she would be hit hard. What she lacked most now was time and patience.
After getting up every day, she would call the two of them to the living room to check the homework assigned yesterday. This is also what His Highness preached to all teachers in the Ministry of Education: if you just learn and don’t practice, you will soon forget it, and you can keep it in mind only by practicing all the time. Tee agreed.
The next step is to practice magic. This piece of white paper can already help Agatha make acid, or go to the shipyard to help cement accelerate hardening, so Wendy's coaching targets are mainly newcomer Axia. I heard that she will join the Security Bureau along with Nightingale in the future to help His Highness recreate the crime scene, so the most important thing is to precisely control the playback time.
Fortunately, the ability to use is like breathing for witches. Wendy often used Maisie as an example to encourage A-Xia not to be frustrated by her low natural magic power, even a pigeon could evolve, let alone a normal witch? Of course, afterward, she would secretly bring Maisie some honey barbecued meat as compensation.
In the evenings are routine primary education classes. Taking into account the difference in the learning progress of the new entrants, His Royal Highness has divided the Witch League into two classes. The original ones continued to be taught by the book and began to learn elementary physics and chemistry, while the newly awakened ones were taught by Wendy. After the normal course is over.
It was also the most relaxing time of her day.
After all, as the Witch of the Co-Aid Association who first joined the alliance, after a period of study, Wendy has opened the gap with the sisters who are in the forefront. Thinking that she has been given the responsibility of the alliance manager by His Royal Highness, she feels even more There is a lot of pressure on the shoulders.
Only when teaching new people can she let go of her burden and devote herself to it.
After finishing the evening's homework for the two of them, Wendy went to the bathroom to take a hot bath and returned to the bedroom in a comfortable manner, only to see Nightingale sitting on the bedside, holding a copy of "The Theoretical Basis of Natural Science" in a daze.
She could only be in a daze. If she had focused on the book, she would have fallen into a deep sleep in less than half an hour. Wendy had never seen her last for a quarter of an hour.
"What's wrong?" Wendy lifted the quilt, climbed onto the bed, and sat beside him.
Nightingale tilted her head slightly and glanced at her, with a blank and empty expression that made her heart tighten. She had only seen this kind of expression in Silver Light City, which was the day she first met Nightingale. At that time, she was walking alone on the street where the light snow was flying, ignoring the snow covering her shoulders.
"His Royal Highness Roland and Anna are together..." she whispered, "I pushed him."
"..." Wendy didn't know what to say for a while. Recently, she could see that the relationship between Anna and His Royal Highness was obviously a lot closer, but everyone acquiesced to this, so it was not unexpected that His Highness was the first The witch she has come into contact with, Anna is impeccable in every way. Apart from being infertile, Scroll even thinks that she is the most suitable person to be a queen. I just didn't expect that this change was caused by Nightingale.
"I'm clearly prepared, I know this is the inevitable outcome, but seeing how they looked when they were together, why...why do you still feel so uncomfortable?" Nightingale grabbed Wendy's hand tightly, "I already made up my mind. I've made up my mind..."
Looking at the other party's appearance, Wendy felt uncomfortable in her heart. Nightingale gave her the biggest impression of being strong. Whether it was imprisoning her distant relative in Silver Light City, or fighting against the church in the mutual aid society, no matter what kind of predicament she was in, she would be strong. She can fight calmly, even in the face of the aggressive Hakara, she never showed any fear. But in the face of feelings, she turned back into the helpless child again, and at this point, she was powerless to help her.
Because there is nothing wrong with love.
Wendy had to put her in her arms and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "If you feel uncomfortable, just cry."
Nightingale shook her head and said in a muffled voice, "I swore when I left Glenn's house... I will never cry again, absolutely not..." Her voice became lower and lower, and finally became almost inaudible. Wendy felt a warm moist feeling gradually coming from her chest, but even so, she didn't let out a single sob. Because of her patience, Nightingale's shoulders trembled slightly, and she held her hand harder and harder.
"I didn't cry..."
"Well, you didn't... I know." Wendy closed her eyes and began to regret what she said to Nightingale. Staying by her side is a simple answer. In fact, most witches will stay by His Highness... because they nowhere to go. To be willing to accept a woman who is infertile and unable to inherit her bloodline is an extremely unlikely event, and the witches also understand this fact. But the most important thing to stay by your side is distance. Just like the sun, everyone can bathe in the brilliance brought by the sun, but the closer you want to get, the easier it is to get burned, and what Nightingale wants to do is obviously not just. Watch from afar.
This is not an easy path.
"If not, just give up..." Wendy said softly, "Even if you take a step back, there are still sisters with you."
The long silence made time seem to freeze here. She seemed to be waiting for a trial. Even though the object was not herself, she still felt extremely difficult. Wendy couldn't help but ask again several times, but the words eventually slipped back when they got to her lips.
Until Nightingale looked up.
The frame of her eyes was a little red, but she could no longer see the wetness of the tears in her chest, as if it was her own illusion. When she saw the other party's eyes, Wendy knew that the trial finally came to an end... but it wasn't the end.
"I won't give up," she shook her head. "No matter what, I want to guard him to the end."
Even if burned to ashes by the sun.
This is her answer. (.)