Chapter 114: Overcoming Inter-species Barriers
The moment he saw that face, an image flashed violently in Dark Demon's mind.
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In Professor Kazel's office.
The Flower card adorned with green roses reflected a faint light under the lamplight.
The professor reached out and pressed it. The green roses on the card face scattered, and what appeared on the card was a beautiful, slightly youthful face.
It was a pixie with butterfly wings.
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"The pure and simple green rose symbolizes blessings for eternal youth, hoping for everlasting love."
Dark Demon had originally thought that pixie was Professor Kazel's old flame.
Thinking back now, his initial guess was very likely correct.
The pixie before him, holding [Thunderous Majesty] high, had the exact same face.
And it wasn't until he truly saw this pixie that Dark Demon suddenly realized that the only pixie in the academy with butterfly wings seemed to be Professor Didi Maxwell of Magic History.
Comparing the two.
Apart from looking younger, this pixie, whether it was the color and pattern of her wings or her attire, was completely identical to Professor Didi.
"So, is this why Professor Kazel showed such a conflicted attitude?"
"He neither wanted to disrupt Professor Didi's plan, nor, under the condemnation of his conscience, could he do nothing."
"So he approached me, hoping I would investigate, participate, and make the choice in his stead."
"Human emotions are truly complex."
Dark Demon didn't move further away as Professor Silf had said; instead, he leaped down and landed on the top of the spiral clock tower.
He crouched on the ground, LadyDevimon landing beside him.
Professor Didi looked at the successively arriving Professor Sarah Silf and Dark Demon but said nothing.
Instead, Professor Silf asked suspiciously, "Didi, has your curse been lifted?"
Only then did Professor Didi show a gentle smile, "I completed a small experiment."
Professor Silf's voice pierced through the heavy rain, "This doesn't look like a small experiment."
Professor Didi said lightly, "I merely replicated a small piece of history."
Then, she spread her palm, and a pearl emitting silver moonlight slowly floated up.
A bright moon actually floated in the center of the pearl.
Amidst the thunder and torrential rain, it became the only moon.
"The Moon God's Tear?"
Professor Silf's tone was filled with indescribable astonishment, "How did you do it?"
Professor Didi retracted the Moon God's Tear and said softly, "I told you, I merely replicated a small piece of history."
She gently raised her wand, and a rosy light shone.
Clearly, she didn't want to say more.
Professor Kazel's voice, however, sounded at this moment, "This involves the location of the castle, and the imaging of history."
Professor Didi turned her eyes to him, "Kazel, your knowledge is indeed profound. Unfortunately, a goblin is still a goblin."
Professor Kazel's brow twitched, "Didi."
Professor Didi, however, continued without pause, "Do you know why I would rather endure the torment of the curse than choose you? Because goblin blood stinks!"
Her eyebrows rose higher and higher, her tone growing colder and colder.
Pixies, as members of a long-lived race, were not only favored by time but also possessed eternal youth, a race even closer to the perfect race of fantasy than their close relatives, the elves.
Pixies with extreme bloodline purism were arrogant. In their eyes, even humans were mere reptiles on the ground, let alone filthy goblins living underground!
Didi Maxwell, as a representative of extreme bloodline purism, had once, due to the aging caused by a curse—that is, falling from fantasy—become able to see others at eye level.
But after regaining her youth through the "Moon God's Tear," her disposition resurfaced.
Ultimately, the reason she had aged.
Was because in the past, when exploring a certain ancient temple, she faced a dilemma posed by the Will of the Moon, and in the choice between "love" and "time," she chose "time," thereby incurring the Moon God's curse!
And the love she had rejected at that time was Professor Kazel.
They were once companions in adventure, now colleagues in the academy.
Unfortunately, the relationship ended there.
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Professor Kazel slowly stood up.
There was no resentment in his eyes.
Even when Professor Didi pointed out in front of a student that his blood stank.
He paid it no mind.
What filled his eyes, instead, was a wealth of memories and nostalgia.
Didi had been like this from the beginning.
Completely different in personality from Lily, who was also a pixie.
But what had attracted his attention was precisely this almost stubborn pride.
The trial of time was overly cruel.
Of the four-person team back then, only three remained now.
In a few more decades, there would be one less.
Although goblins lived slightly longer than humans, they ultimately couldn't compare to pixies who could race against time.
Kazel knew he was already old.
His appearance here tonight was originally to see Didi one last time.
Didi still acted with a sense of proportion; there were no casualties among the students.
In St. Marian, this was a red line.
As long as this red line wasn't crossed, the Headmistress wouldn't act against her.
But expulsion was certain.
Kazel, gradually feeling his strength wane, had long harbored the idea of retiring at St. Marian. He no longer had the spirit to go on adventures with the still vibrant Didi.
Their long lifespans endowed the pixie race with almost infinite curiosity.
Forever following the footsteps of history, seeking truth amidst mist and dust, was the way of life for most pixies.
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Still sprawled on the professor's desk, looking listless, Professor Lily Laplace stretched her arm, flipped over, and floated at the edge of the table, looking at the gradually brightening ceiling, her eyes filled with chaos.
"Since you care so much, why don't you go take a look?"
Headmistress Cynthia's gentle voice sounded beside her ear.
Professor Lily Laplace, however, muttered, "What's the use of going? Those who are meant to leave will still leave."
Headmistress Cynthia then asked, "You knew all along?"
Professor Lily Laplace flipped over again, facing the floor, "So what?"
Headmistress Cynthia: "Sigh."
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In the blink of an eye.
Another enormous figure appeared atop the spiral clock tower; it was Professor Jones transformed into a giant bear.
Professor Didi, facing the encirclement of three professors, instead turned her gaze indifferently towards the approaching sphinx.
One of Headmistress Cynthia's nine spirits, the materialized sphinx, was carrying the prophesied hero, flying rapidly towards them.
Professor Didi glanced at the hero wearing the Vampire Count set, then inadvertently looked at the other student present.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Revealing a thought-provoking smile.
"Prophecy, ah..."
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