Chapter 114 Crossing ethnic barriers
***Edited by Kronost***
The moment Dark saw that face, a memory surfaced in his mind.
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In Professor Cazer's office.
A flower card dotted with green roses shimmered under the light.
The professor stretched out his hand and pressed it. The green roses on the card-surface floated out, and a slightly immature but beautiful face appeared on the card-surface.
It was a little fairy with butterfly wings.
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"The innocent and simple green rose symbolises the permanent blessing of youth, and longing for everlasting love."
Dark had thought that the little fairy was Professor Cazer's lover.
Thinking about it now, his original conjecture was probably correct.
The little fairy who held up [Mighty Thunder] in front of him had exactly the same face.
But when he really saw the little fairy, Dark suddenly realised that the only little fairy with butterfly wings in the academy seemed to be Professor Didi Maxwell of the history of magic class.
Compare the two.
Except for being younger, this little fairy was exactly the same as Professor Didi in terms of colour, texture on the wings, and the clothes on the body.
"So, is this the reason for Professor Cazer's ambivalence?"
"He didn't want to destroy Professor Didi's plan, but he wanted to do something under the condemnation of his conscience."
"So he approached me, hoping that I would investigate, participate, and make choices for him."
"Human emotions are really complicated."
Dark didn't follow Professor Silver's words to move away further; instead he flew down and landed on top of the spiral clock tower.
He squatted on the ground, and beside him was Lady Devimon who also landed.
...
Professor Didi looked at Professor Sarah Silver and Dark Demon but said nothing.
Instead, Professor Silver said in surprise: "Didi, your curse is lifted?"
Professor Didi showed a soft smile: "I just completed a small experiment."
Professor Silver's voice penetrated the rainstorm: "This doesn’t look like a small experiment!"
Professor Didi replied casually, "It's the repetition of a short history."
After that, she spread out her palms; a bead exuding the brilliance of the silver moon slowly floated up.
There was a bright moon floating in the middle of the beads.
In the thunderstorm, it became the only moon.
"The tear of the Moon Goddess?"
Professor Silver's tone was filled with unmistakable surprise: "How did you do it?"
Professor Didi took the tear of the Moon Goddess back and whispered softly, "As I said, it's just a repetition of a short history."
She raised her wand lightly, and the light of thunder shone.
Obviously, she didn't want to continue to say more.
Professor Cazer's voice sounded at this moment: "This involves the location of the castle and the image of history."
Professor Didi turned her eyes to him: "Cazer, your knowledge is indeed profound. Unfortunately, a goblin will always remain a goblin."
Professor Cazer's brows twitched: "Didi."
Professor Didi continued without stopping: "Do you know why I would rather suffer the torture of a curse than choose you? Because goblin blood is stinky!"
Her eyebrows rose higher and her tone turned colder.
As members of the long-lived species, the fairies were not only blessed by time but also were eternally youthful. They were closer to the perfect race in fantasy than its close relatives—elves.
The fairies, who had superior views of their blood, were arrogant. In their eyes, even humans were nothing more than reptiles on the ground—not to mention dirty goblins living in the ground!
As a representative of this extreme species, Didi Maxwell was only able to look at others equally because of the ageing caused by the curse—that was, falling from fantasy.
But after relying on The tear of the Moon Goddess to restore her youth, her original temperament restored again.
After all, the reason why she became old was because when she went exploring deep into an ancient temple in the past, she chose "time" instead of "love", faced with the choices given by the will of the moon, and thus suffered the Moon God's curse!
The love she rejected at the time was Professor Cazer.
They were once companions in the adventure, and now, they were colleagues in the same academy.
Unfortunately, their relationship put a stopper here.
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Professor Cazer stood up slowly.
There was no resentment in his eyes.
Even though Professor Didi stated that his blood was stinky in front of his students.
He didn't care much either.
What flooded his eyes were years of memories and nostalgia.
Didi has been like this from the beginning.
She and Lily, who was also a little fairy, were completely two personalities.
But what attracted him was also this stubborn arrogance.
The test of time is too cruel.
The original team of four now only had three people left.
In a few decades, there would be one less person.
Although a goblin's life was slightly longer than that of humans, it was not so long as a fairy who could race against time.
Cazer knew he was old.
He appeared here, tonight, just to see Didi for the last time.
Didi had not stepped out of line after all, and there were no casualties among the students.
In Saint Marian, this was the bottom line.
As long as this bottom line was not crossed, the principal would not attack her.
But she would be expelled for sure.
Cazer, who had been feeling powerless year by year, already had the idea of living in Saint Marian for the rest of his life. He didn't have the energy anymore to explore with Didi who was still young and energetic.
The long lifespan has brought the little fairies almost infinite curiosity.
Forever following the footsteps of history and searching for truth in the fog and dust is the way of life for most fairies.
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Professor Lily, who was still weakly lying on the professor's seat, stretched her arms and rolled over—floating on the edge of the table and watching the ceiling that was gradually getting brighter, her eyes full of complex feelings.
"Since you care so much, why not meet her?"
Principal Arte's gentle voice rang in her ears.
Professor Lily murmured, "What's the use of meeting her? She will leave eventually."
Principal Arte then asked, "You already knew?"
Professor Lily rolled over again and turned her face to face the floor: "Yes, but it won’t change anything."
Arte: "Sigh."
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In a blink of an eye.
There was another huge figure above the spiral clock tower, which was Professor Jones in her bear form.
Facing the gaze of the three professors, Professor Didi turned her attention to the flying sphinx indifferently.
One of the nine spirits of Principal Arte, a sphinx that had turned into a physical creature, was flying fast with the hero in the prophecy.
Professor Didi glanced at the hero wearing the Vampire Count suit, and then inadvertently looked at the other student present.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly.
There was an intriguing smile.
"Prophecy..."
