Lucia carefully placed three iron ingots on the floor of the bedroom, then closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and reviewed all the past exercises in her mind, only to reach out and release the ability to surround the target.

This is the practice that Anna helped her come up with, and the ingots are also specially made by Anna - the three pieces of cooked iron contain different components, which are melted into silver, copper, lead, and some impurities.Now all she has to do is restore it to a single mass while retaining the impurities, and find the iron ingot with the highest silver content.

This means that she has to control the magic output and only do one operation on the target.

Otherwise, the impurities will be further dissipated – which is why she felt that her ability was uncontrollable when she was in her former home in Jinshou City.The same is paper, the reduced product is very different, because they do not understand the relationship between the size and the effect of the magic, resulting in some paper being continuously differentiated several times, and eventually most of the raw materials have become water and gas.

After arriving in the border town, the witches taught her first lesson was to control her magic in practice.

Lucia did not believe that this invisible and untouchable thing could be precisely controlled, until Anna demonstrated the length of the black fire on the spot, and she found that she was wrong.The other party can even change the size and thickness of the black fire by adjusting the magic output, and each time it can be accurate to the difference.

“Sister, are you practicing again?”The bell poked its head out of the bed curiously, "This is just past lunch."

Lucia's hand trembled, and a piece of ingot suddenly became a few stalls of powder.

“I said, don’t bother me when I’m exercising my power,” she said, knocking back on her sister’s head, “focus on your book!”

"I don't understand," said the bell, "half of the words don't understand the meaning, and I'm not like my sister, I can read and write."

"So you look more, many words have similar structure, you should be able to guess what it means, even if you haven't seen it, literacy itself is a familiar process."

“Okay,” the bell pulled back to his head.

Lucia refocused her attention on the second piece of ingot, controlling the slow outflow of magic, imagining it as a layer of tulle in her mind, gently covering it onto the target, and wrapping it evenly.

“Hey, here I come,” the door suddenly squeaked and pushed away, and a blond woman flashed into the room, “Hey, are you practicing your abilities?”

“Sister Nightingen!”The bell sounded fast.

The second piece of iron ingots was turned into powder again.

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

“Oh, it’s for you.”

A fragrant milky ice cream handed it to her.

“Thank you,” Lucia took over the ice cream, “but isn’t it just given out in afternoon tea?”

The Nightingler patted her chest triumphily, "This is the reward I asked for from my Highness, yes... you have a part to do."She handed the other to the bell, causing the little girl to laugh.

“Sister Nightinge is the best for me!”

This guy, with good food, threw himself in the back of her head, Lucia thought helplessly.However, when the ice cream is put into her mouth for an instant, she feels that if she is a sister, the reaction will be the same as the bell - the mellow honey and milk taste are opened in the mouth, and the cold and refreshing taste will be combined together to make the sweetness further magnified.Even if swallowed, it can leave a glint of coolness between the lips and teeth.

No one can resist its delicacy, especially in the hot summer.It is no wonder that His Royal Highness only distributes ice cream during the afternoon tea on weekends, so unique food that she may have been worth a lot, at least she has never heard of such a dessert in Jinshou City.

Thinking of this, Lucia could not help asking, "How did you ask your Highness?"

"Hey," the Nightingress opened his mouth, "I'm in third place for this test score, second only to Wendy and Leaf, but His Highness Roland thinks I can't pass."There is such a great deviation from the actual situation, and I naturally want to ask him for a reward."

“So,” she hesitated for a moment, “so, what about me?”

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

“Oh, very low.”Lucia is depressed.A total of 120 questions, they only answered a little more than half right, which is still based on long-term literacy.

"That's good," said the Nightingeon, patting her head, "after all, it's not long after you've been following the class, and the math and the natural part will be almost close, and there are questions you can ask me."

“What about me!Can I ask?”Ring the bell in the hand.

"Certainly," replied the Nightinge, laughing, "welcome at any time."

"When I pass the primary examination, will I be able to choose to work independently?"

"You are still early," said Your Highness, "the minimum number of years to be in the work must be fourteen, and you are only ten years old."Lucia glanced at her.

The little girl reluctantly replied, "I also want to help you share the pressure early, like getting married and having children, you have to spend a lot of money."If you don’t have enough money, it will be hard.”

“Who are you listening to?”Lucia's Road.

"Dad, he's always nagging and he's about to support us."

“Shhh,” the Nightingler couldn’t help but laugh, “if you can go to work, where would you choose to go?”

“The chemistry lab!”The bell raised his hand and said, "I want to be a alchemist, get the title of sage, and accept everyone's admiration and praise!"

"This...it's better not," she said, shaking her head, "the lab is actually quite dangerous."

“Dangerous?”The two sisters were surprised.

"Yes," said the Nightinge, "not only do we often deal with acid, but sometimes it explodes, and even the chief alchemist can't avoid accidents, and last time he was blown off four fingers."If it hadn't been for Nanawa, I'm afraid Mr. Kemo Squeir would never have been able to pick up those bottles and cans all his life."She paused, “and your Highness seems to have recently intended to develop a new kind of gunpowder, which he considers extremely dangerous and must be vacated by a separate laboratory for preparation.”

“Well, if that’s the case, do you have any good advice?”Lucia put her arm around the bell and made up her mind that she must not let her sister go to such a terrible place to work.

“Of course you go to the City Hall and be a civil servant.”

“The civil servant?”She repeated.

“Cough, that’s what your Highness said to himself.In layman's terms, the town hall official, "the nightinge coughs twice," "stable and safe, the upper level of remuneration, but the prospects are good, and so on to be the head of the department, the remuneration is not less than the witch."

“So it is,” Lucia thought.

“Sister Nightinge, do you like your Highness?”The bell croaked, "There are many words in your words, "Your Highness said," and my mother said that only those who particularly like it often hang on their lips.

The sister's question made Lucia's face stiff, and heed, how could such a thing be asked directly, it was simply disrespectful.Even ordinary friends can not directly ask, not to mention the other side or their own respect for the predecessors.She was panicking to cover the mouth of the bell, intending to apologize, but she heard the Nightinginge answer frankly -

“Well, I like it.”(Unfinished.