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223 – Life Is a Flower. Love Is the Nectar of the Flower (10)
Countless times.
It’s impossible to even count them.
Dow I would look back on her memories of that day.
Don’t dwell on the past.
Don’t be afraid of failure, and don’t sit down in frustration.
If you’re a mage. If you call yourself a mage who wants to delve into the mysteries of this world and pursue the truth.
During the time when you are ruminating on vain memories, keep working hard for the glory of the distant future.
The boastful remarks she made whenever she had the chance were actually a kind of defense mechanism to hide her own shame from the glares of others.
An unexalted genius who appears once in a century.
Dauna, who acquired such a strange title just five years after being born, boasted a growth rate that was completely different from that of a mage from a prestigious family.
Even Dauna’s biological parents, who were experienced magicians, could not handle her outrageous talent and eventually recommended that she enter the academy at an early age.
It was right around that time.
Dau Naga realized through her own body that she was different from others.
Her first feeling was a feeling of superiority.
She was so proud that she could not put into words how she was able to do things that others could not do easily.
The people around her, who couldn’t even follow her toes, looked like nothing more than brainless monkeys.
The characteristic arrogant way of speaking, with its underlying attitude of looking down on others, was also familiar at this time of year.
Genius is a word that exists to refer to oneself. In this system, there will not be a single person with a better brain than himself.
A braggadocio that would have been nothing more than a joke when told by others, when spoken out of her daughter’s mouth her her, became a strict rule that no one would dare question.
How long has it been like that?
At some point, Dowona suddenly realized.
The fact that there is no one around me anymore.
At that moment, Dauna’s emotions were mild embarrassment.
Even if she is more mature than her peers, when she does something great, it’s only natural that she wants praise.
Moreover, her praise was also the most fundamental driving force for her to pursue her knowledge.
From Downa’s perspective, such a change could not help but be viewed as reluctant.
The praise that was once ringing in her ears suddenly quieted down. A situation where colorless and odorless expectations and envy are taking the place of the empty space.
In a way, it was a completely natural thing.
No matter what miraculous achievement it is, if it continues continuously, it will eventually be taken for granted.
At that moment, the flame of the desire for knowledge that seemed like it would burn forever flickered for the first time.
Various magic-related materials come flooding in.
Those that provided more rewarding fun than any other toy seemed like nothing more than a wad of paper.
What about those who bring such bundles of paper to themselves?
Are you able to understand and accept your own words? I thought they were a little better than the monkeys on the streets.
As the days passed by their behavior of nodding their heads no matter what I said, I felt like an emotionless wooden doll, worse than a monkey on the street.
The number of times holding pens and magic tools has decreased noticeably.
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Instead, the number of cases of staring blankly outside the window has increased significantly.
When I glanced over, I saw children my age chasing each other’s backs aimlessly and running towards a tattered ball with their eyes lit up.
It’s stupid. No, I thought it was stupid.
Even though they were born as humans with an overwhelmingly shorter lifespan compared to other races, their behavior of spending most of their given time on such pointless activities was something that Dauna’s extraordinary mind could not understand.
A worthless scenery that I wouldn’t have even paid attention to if I hadn’t felt bored at the right time.
But why?
Dowona couldn’t take her eyes off that scene for a while.
Even though the beating sun kept trying to close her eyes, and even though her ringing belly button told her that she was hungry, Dowena watched the children’s foolish behavior with a rare fascination.
It was when the sun was setting and the evening glow was filling her study that Dawna caught her eye.
After half a day of meaningless play, the little hands that happily sent each other off were soon intertwined with their parents’ hands.
Sigh.
Suddenly, my eyes turned to her own room.
Various materials and magic tools that accumulated to form a tower.
The dizzying array of runes that filled the room was such that it was impossible to tell what the floor was made of.
When the pen stopped moving across the paper, the space became eerily quiet.
Squeak.
Even the loud creaking sound the moment she leaned back in her chair was not enough to shake off the silence.
Only then did she realize, too late, that she had judged something wrong.
For someone who always gave only the right answer, it was her first mistake.
She quickly concluded that the unknown emotions she had been feeling up to this point were simply boredom.
This is loneliness. No, isn’t it loneliness?
Yes, if you say that, everything is explained in one piece.
The room, which was sufficiently warm, felt a bit chilly.
This faint feeling of hunger that I felt even when I shoved a whole bunch of food into my mouth.
If it was said that all of this was because she felt lonely, she could easily understand it.
But just because I know. Just because I can understand it. There was nothing I could do right now.
Now, her pride did not allow her to go back to her parents and act like a fool.
Even if I tried to form friendships belatedly, the situation was not easy.
Because of her arrogant behavior up until now, she was able to guess how she was viewed by those around her.
A cocky little b*stard. A sullen pudgy boy. A girl like a gutter rat.
Even if she tried to ignore it, the childhood gossip she heard all the time was like a part of her daily life at the time.
Of course, she returned her bloody revenge each time without her knowledge, so those who openly mocked her were no longer found.
It was obvious that such gossip would still be going on in the shadows, out of the public eye.
I wanted to slow down the teachers who followed her, but in my eyes, they seemed like old people who will do tomorrow, so honestly, she didn’t feel like it.
The option of compromise crossed her mind for just a moment, but she quickly shook her head.
She will become a great person, so it is impossible for her to bow down to someone.
And from the beginning, it was absurd for her to form an equal relationship with such low-level primitive people.
Dowona’s wish at the time was that if she were to become a friend of herself and she, who was sure to engrave the name of this system in the distant future, she should have the minimum level of intelligence and dignity. No, because she was greedy.
In essence, friends are like an immutable contract between equals.
The negative impact that the false perception that arose from never having a proper relationship with her during her life her her her had on Dow Na’s judgment her her her her was enormous.
A warrior in legend. A saint chosen by God.
If that’s roughly what she’s like, there’s nothing lacking in her own friendships.
Besides, her family is excellent, she is good-looking, and she is quiet, and she is a good candidate for being a knight on a white horse who can protect her at any time.
She has accumulated her literary skills and knowledge for hundreds of years, so she would be perfect for an Elven woman with a similar level of intelligence as herself.
Even though she was as bright as most adults, she still couldn’t shake off the innocence typical of a child of her age.
Her twisted imagination she continued for a while.
After thinking about her concerns for a long time,
Soon, Downa came to a conclusion.
She is a self-proclaimed genius, and since she has decided to make friends, it won’t be long before that future comes true.
In that case, she needed to practice in advance how she would treat her friend when that future came.
This time she didn’t take the time to worry.
Because I already knew who she was perfect for in this field.
She is the academy’s certified errand girl who is famous for taking care of all kinds of errands as long as you pay a certain amount of money.
Thanks to her humble birth as an orphan, she is the perfect training partner because her weaknesses are not noticed.
Even though she was an outcast, her appearance wasn’t that bad, so having her by her side she didn’t particularly upset her.
”Well, you just have to stay with Ms. Downa as her friend until you graduate from the academy. Is this what you mean?”
”I saw it right away! I will give you permission to claim my friendship for a while! Consider it an honor!”
The messy days that started from that messy first meeting.
Even at this moment, decades later, Downa has not forgotten.