Chapter 102

Two days later, it was the first day of the weekend.

Dana got up early as usual, changed into a sailor's jacket and skirt, but sat on the bed and didn't move.

If in ordinary times, she should go to work study program to help clean the campus, then study for a while, do some math problems, and study the new dress in the evening.

But today is her birthday.

Dana Christine's birthday is also the death day of artro Christine and Elena Christine.

The girl had mixed feelings. An inexplicable sense of irritability swept her, causing insomnia from last night. She didn't go to sleep until late at night. When I looked in the mirror this morning, I could see faint dark circles under her eyes.

In order to calm down, Dana took out the paper Lena gave him and decided to do some math problems.

As she began to work out the formula, Dana felt her heart gradually calmed down. It took her about half an hour to solve a big three question problem, put down her pen, and then slowly stood up and walked out of her bedroom.

The earth is scorched by the sunshine of the dew moon. The ground paved with bricks and stones is like an iron plate heated by high temperature. You can feel the scalding heat through the soles of your shoes. There are not many students in the campus square, which makes the whole campus seem quiet.

Dana walks down the hallway to where Lena tells her it's an ordinary classroom.

She stood at the door brewing for a while before stepping into it.

Bang -

two clear sounds burst in her ears, followed by colorful paper bags and falling colored paper scraps.

"Happy Birthday

It turns out that it's Lena and Eureka. These two girls are hiding at the door, waiting for Dana to step into the classroom, so that they can surprise her with their guns.

"Wow... Thank you, thank you."

Dana was naturally startled. Her head was covered with paper tapes, but she didn't feel disgusted. She looked into the classroom and found that, in addition to the two people at the door, Lena and Claire had been waiting here. Even fina was sitting quietly by the window reading.

It was clear that Lena had called in all the people who had gone to Toledo to take the exam together.

On the blackboard of the classroom, the words "Happy Birthday" are written in colored chalk. In the middle of the room, four tables form a big table with a big cream cake on it. Seventeen candles are inserted on the cake, waiting to be lit.

"You're a little later than I expected."

Lena said with a smile, gently brushing the ribbons from Dana's head.

"A little bit delayed by something."

Dana replied that, in fact, Dana had already thought clearly on her way here.

Her parents have passed away, and she should not feel guilty for them all the time. Only by looking forward and moving on can she make up for the regret in her heart.

Dana is determined to get rid of the influence of the past and face the future from today on.

"It seems that you are no longer entangled."

Said Lena, handing Dana a familiar note.

This is the note that Lena asked all the students to write about what they wanted to do at the first morning meeting.

And this one is Dana's.

After receiving the note, Dana looks at her thoughts more than a month ago. She smiles and holds them in her hand.

There was only one sentence on the note:

if you want to be a mage, even the worst and stupidest mage, you just need to be a mage - Dana Christine.

Even though her parents are addicted to research and don't pay attention to themselves, Dana still has such a dream since childhood, that is to be a mage.

Because the world is so colorful, it would be a pity if the cognition of it only stays on the surface.

"Make a wish."

Claire has lit the candle. According to the tradition of the world, birthday people need to blow out the candle and make a wish, which is likely to come true one day in the future.

This is a world of magic and miracles. Lena thinks that maybe there is some mysterious power in it.

After the birthday song, Dana closed her eyes and breathed.

Then the candle went out, and it seemed that there was a certain will, but no one noticed it.

Dana opened her eyes and saw smiling friends. For the first time, she felt that it was not so difficult to celebrate her birthday.

Just then, said Lena.

"Here he is."

They followed Lena's line of sight and looked back to see a man in a robe standing at the door of the classroom.

"Uncle Chester..."

Dana cried, looking at the man.

The man was thin, but his face was full of traces of time. He clearly looked only in his thirties, but his head was already covered with white silk. When he saw Dana, he gave a smile, as if he were sorry."I want to surprise you."

Chester came into the classroom and nodded to Lena first.

"Thank you for your reply, Mr. Ian gray."

"That's what I should do."

Lena replied that Dana was a little confused by their conversation, so when did his uncle have contact with Lena?

"Dana, actually, I'm here to give you a present."

Chester hesitated before saying.

"Gifts?"

Dana was more puzzled, but still listened to Chester.

"Arteru and Elena, they both fell down ten years ago because of the collapse of the half plane. Theoretically, all the matter existing in that half plane should have been annihilated, but just a few days ago, I got something."

Chester took out a small cloth bag from his robe. He could see the original exquisite pattern of the cloth bag, but after the baptism of wind and rain, its appearance was mottled and faded.

But Dana recognized it at first sight.

"Is this daddy's storage bag?"

Yes, it's the storage bag that Arthur Christine carries with him. It contains his experimental notes and draft papers. Dana used to play with them secretly when she was a child, and then she was severely taught by her father, so she was very impressed.

Chester nodded and handed it to Dana.

"I think you deserve it."

"But...

but she obviously let her parents down. Dana thought that she always remembered the disappointment in her eyes. At the moment, this storage bag is like a curse, which makes Dana feel the heavy pressure on her shoulder again. Does she really deserve this storage bag and the things inside?

"Open it up."

Chester said that the seal of the storage bag had already failed, and anyone could easily open it.

After a moment's silence, Dana, as if emboldened, opened the storage bag and reached out to take out the contents.

However, unexpectedly, it was not a familiar experimental note, nor a draft of the paper, nor even a suicide note or magic prop.

It was a delicate transparent glass box. In the box, there was a crumpled paper crane glued by pieces.

At the bottom of the box, there was a sentence.

In memory of the first step of the great mage Dana Christine.

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