Chapter 411 Agreement

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There is no flickering candlelight or crackling fire. Under the influence of the heater, the room is warm and pleasant even if you only wear single clothes. The luminous stone on the bedside table illuminates the room brightly - stable and gentle. The yellow light is reflected on the bed quilt and carpet, adding a wonderful sense of the times to the scene in front of you.

Roland sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the occasional slight chirping sound from the heating pipes. He always felt like he was in a dream, as if this was neither the backward age of kings nor the modern society where electronic products were everywhere. It's the childhood that is sandwiched between the two.

The impression of that era is just like the scene at this time. Everything is covered in dim yellow. Whether it is incandescent lights, movies, or developed photos, they are all filled with the same color.

But Anna is not in this part of the memory.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the girl sitting on the bedside.

She was flipping through the storybook in her hand, the tips of her hair hanging down in front of her forehead glowed with golden light, and her long eyelashes occasionally trembled twice, making them look extremely agile; the most eye-catching thing was still her pair of sapphire eyes, even though she was Under the reflection of the magic stone, it is still a clear lake blue. If there is any difference, it is that the lake surface is no longer as smooth as it used to be.

She alone made the whole scene come alive. Roland couldn't help but think that Anna was a completely different color in the scene and a mark that distinguished memory and reality. Only when he saw her did he realize that all of this was real.

"What are you looking at?" At some point, the prince noticed that the other party had put down the book of magic and tilted his head to look directly at him, "Me?"

"Ahem..." He subconsciously looked away, but quickly moved back, "Well... that's right."

After nearly a year of getting along, the two of them were very familiar with each other. Roland's mentality was naturally no longer as passive as it was at the beginning. Plus, there were only two of them in the room tonight, so he relaxed his restrained emotions.

The two looked at each other for a while and laughed at the same time.

"Do you think my request is a bit willful?" Anna smiled and shook her head, "Obviously everyone cares about me, but I shut them out."

"You said it was too serious," Roland said, spreading his hands. "They just looked a little surprised at the time."

"If Miss Agatha hadn't told me about those "ancient methods," I wouldn't have made this request." She stuck out her tongue - such a playful expression was rarely seen on Anna, "but in the future, other sisters I will definitely follow suit and you will be busy by then. "

Roland smiled helplessly, "I guess their request is just to eat a few more pieces of ice cream bread."

Knowing that Anna was about to pass her awakening day, Agatha immediately contributed her experience in the Holy City of Taquila - according to Federation research, when a witch awakens or becomes an adult, she needs to drain her body of magic power to reduce the impact of backlash. In addition, personal emotions are also very important. Positive mental states such as joy and satisfaction can greatly improve one's resistance, so for some outstanding witches, the Federation will even send special personnel to meet their requirements when they reach adulthood.

After Anna learned about this, her request was to let Roland spend the awakening day alone with her.

"Thanks to Miss Agatha, I feel very happy now," she said frankly. "I can't watch you spend your adulthood. This time I can finally make up for the regret."

Faced with such a serious look on the other side, even Roland felt a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat, took out a thin book tied with a colorful ribbon from behind and handed it to Anna, "This is a gift for Awakening Day."

The purpose of copying the calculus knowledge in advanced mathematics is to catch up with this day - for the witch, the awakening day is more important than the birthday, and it can be called a second rebirth. Roland used to always feel embarrassed about what gifts to give during holidays, but he still had not made any progress. After thinking hard, he decided to give new knowledge as a gift to the other party-not only Anna has excellent learning talent, but also Being interested in these is not a bad choice anyway.

However, after she took the orange-covered book, she did not open it immediately as usual, but put it aside together with the magic book, "Thank you."

"Have you finished reading the storybook?"

"Not yet," Anna shook her head slightly, "but I want to hear something special."

"Special?" Roland was slightly startled.

"Well," she smiled, "your story - I fell asleep after not listening to it for long last time. This time I want to continue listening."

Does it refer to the day when they were lying on their own bed together? Roland pursed his lips, and an impulse suddenly arose in his heart. He told the other party his true origin instead of hiding it all the time, "Do you remember that I said before that I lived there?" In a big city? Actually, that city... is not the capital of Graycastle."

"I know."

"Eh?" Anna's answer made him stunned.

"Because after thinking about it, the things you mentioned couldn't have happened even in the palace of the royal capital," she grinned. "I have read "The Chronicles of Graycastle" several times."

"Uh...is that so?" Roland hesitated, "I actually -"

"You don't have to say it," Anna stopped. "The fact that you are hesitating proves that this is not an easy thing to say, right? Then don't say it. And it's not hard to guess. I believe it's not just me. People have this feeling. The closer they are to you, the easier it is to realize that you are different from everyone else." She paused, "How about... let's make a bet."

"Bet...what?"

"Bet on how many guesses I can make," Anna said with great interest. "I will record all these guesses in a book. When you can tell them easily without worrying, then see how many guesses I get." , if it’s more than half, I win.”

Roland suddenly remembered a game he often played as a child: time capsule. Put some words you want to say about the future into cans, and take them out after a few years... Although most of these cans are missing, when the last two or three surviving ones are found, look through the things you left behind a few years ago. When writing, it always makes people feel inexplicably moved.

He didn't ask what the bet was. Winning or losing had no meaning between the two of them. The other party probably brought this up to comfort himself, rather than really wanting to guess the answer. It has to be said that among the many witches, the one who is closest to his heart and can understand what he is thinking is Anna.

"Yeah, it's a deal," he nodded.

"So where did you talk about last time?"

"Complete your studies from your mentor..." Roland smiled, "Let's start from here."

When the light of dawn lit up from the skyline, Anna safely spent her first awakening day as an adult.

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