Chapter 275 Lucia and Nightingale

Lucia carefully placed the three iron ingots on the bedroom floor, then closed her eyes, took a deep breath, reviewed all the past practice experiences in her mind, and then stretched out her hands, releasing the ability to surround the target.

This is the practice method that Anna helped her figure out. The iron ingots are also specially made by Anna. The three pieces of wrought iron contain different ingredients, and they are respectively melted with silver, copper, lead, and some impurities. What she has to do now is to reduce it to simple substance while retaining the impurities, and find the iron ingot with the highest silver content.

This means she has to control the mana output and only do it once on the target.

Otherwise, the impurities will be further dissociated. This is why she felt that her abilities were difficult to control when she was at home in Jinsui City. It is the same paper, but the restored products are completely different, because I did not understand the relationship between the magnitude of magic power and the effect of abilities, which caused some paper to be continuously differentiated several times, and finally most of the raw materials turned into water and gas.

After coming to Border Town, the first lesson the witches taught her was to control her magic power during practice.

Lucia didn't really believe that this kind of invisible and intangible thing could be precisely controlled. It wasn't until Anna demonstrated the measurement of length with black fire on the spot that she realized that she was really wrong. The opponent can even change the size and thickness of the black fire by adjusting the magic power output, and it can be accurate every time.

"Sister, are you practicing again?" Ling poked her head out of the bed curiously, "I just finished lunch."

Lucia shook her hand, and an iron ingot suddenly turned into a few puddles of powder.

"I said, don't disturb me when I'm using my abilities," she turned her head and knocked her sister on the head, "Concentrate on reading your book!"

"I don't understand," Ling pouted, "I don't understand half of the words. I'm not like my sister, who can read and write."

"That's why you have to read more. Many words have similar structures. Even if you haven't seen them, you should be able to guess their meanings. Literacy itself is a process of familiarization."

"Okay," Bell retracted his head.

Lucia refocused on the second iron ingot, controlled the magic power to flow out slowly, and imagined it as a layer of tulle in her mind, gently covering the target and wrapping it evenly.

"Hey, I'm here." The door was pushed open suddenly with a creak, and a blonde woman walked into the room, "Hey, are you practicing your abilities?"

"Sister Nightingale!" Ling called out cheerfully.

The second iron ingot turned into fine powder again.

Lucia sighed, and put all the metal debris on the ground into her bag. She felt that she might not be able to practice at noon today.

"Here, here you are."

A piece of ice cream exuding a strong milk flavor was handed to her.

"Thank you," Lucia took the ice cream, "but isn't this only given out at afternoon tea?"

Nightingale patted her chest triumphantly, "This is a reward I specially asked for from Your Highness, yes...you also have a share." She handed the other bell to the bell, which caused the little girl to burst into laughter.

"Sister Nightingale is the best to me!"

This guy, he has left himself behind with delicious food, Lucia thought helplessly. However, the moment the ice cream was put into her mouth, she felt that if she was a younger sister, she would most likely respond with the same mellow honey and milk flavor as the bell, and the cold and refreshing taste would make the ice cream even more delicious. The two blend together to further amplify the sweetness. Even if swallowed, it can leave a coolness between the lips and teeth.

No one can resist its delicious taste, especially in hot summer. It's no wonder that His Highness only distributes ice cream during afternoon tea time on weekends. Such a unique style of food may be very valuable, at least she has never heard of this kind of dessert in Jinsui City.

Thinking of this, Lucia couldn't help asking, "How did you ask His Highness for it?"

"Hey," Nightingale raised her lips, "I ranked third in this test score, second only to Wendy and Ye Zi, but His Royal Highness Roland thinks that I can't pass. There is such a big deviation from the actual situation, I naturally have to ask He's asking for a reward."

"So... so," she hesitated for a moment, "Then, what about me?"

"Sixty-eight points, I don't know where it ranks."

"Uh, it's so low." Lucia said dejectedly. For a total of 120 points, I only answered a little more than half of them correctly. This is still based on my long-standing literacy.

"It's not bad," Nightingale patted her on the head. "After all, you have only followed the class for a short time, and the math and nature parts will definitely fall short. If you have any questions that you don't understand, you can ask me."

"What about me! Can I ask!" Bell raised her hand.

"Of course," Nightingale replied with a smile, "you are always welcome."

"When I pass the primary assessment, will I be able to choose a job independently?"

"You're still early. Your Highness said that the minimum age to work is fourteen years old. You're only ten years old. Why worry?" Lucia glared at her.

Not to be outdone, the little girl replied, "I also want to help you share the pressure earlier. Things like getting married and having children will cost a lot of money. If there is not enough money, life will be very miserable!"

"Who did you hear that from?" Lucia asked while holding her forehead.

"Dad, he's nagging so much that he can't afford to support us."

"Pfft," Nightingale couldn't help laughing, "If you were able to work, where would you choose to go?"

"Chemistry laboratory!" Bell raised her hand, "I want to become an alchemist, get the title of sage, and accept everyone's admiration and praise!"

"This...it's best not to," she shook her head, "The laboratory is actually quite dangerous."

"Dangerous?" The two sisters asked in surprise.

"That's right," Nightingale said, spreading her hands, "Not only do you often deal with acid, but sometimes it explodes. Even the chief alchemist, Si, couldn't avoid accidents. Last time, four fingers were blown off. If it wasn't for Nana Wah, I'm afraid that Mr. Kemer Strull will never be able to pick up those bottles and cans again." She paused, "And His Highness seems to be planning to develop a new kind of gunpowder recently, even he thinks that The thing is extremely dangerous, and a separate laboratory must be vacated for preparation."

"Uh, since that's the case, do you have any good suggestions?" Lucia hugged the bell and made up her mind that she would never let her sister work in such a terrible place.

"Of course it's going to town hall, being a civil servant."

"Civil...official?" she repeated.

"Ahem, this is what His Highness said when he was talking to himself. In layman's terms, he is an official of the city hall," Nightingale coughed twice, "It is stable and safe, and the salary is at an upper-middle level, but the prospect is good. The head of the department, the salary is no less than that of a witch."

"I see," Lucia said thoughtfully.

"Sister Nightingale, do you like Your Highness?" Bell shouted, "There are many words in your words that Your Highness said, and my mother said that only those who like it very much will often talk about it."

Lucia's face froze at her younger sister's question. Hell, how could such a thing be asked directly? It's simply too rude. Even ordinary friends can't ask directly, let alone the other party is a senior whom I admire. She covered Ling's mouth in a panic, and when she was about to apologize, she heard Nightingale answer frankly

"Well, I like it." (To be continued.,, your support is my greatest motivation.)