I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Fortunately, Leticia's house is big enough and has space that can support more than a dozen two-meter-tall mobile force police officers. Otherwise, they would be embedded in the wall as load-bearing steel bars, and Cheng Rang wouldn't even be able to hold them.

It will feel strange.

"Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your contribution to this city~"

After seeing off the HLPD guys, Cheng let his butt sink into the sofa and rubbed his forehead.

"So, are you satisfied with your disciple's results?"

"The casting time is too long, the power of the spell is consumed too much, you will faint after one use, the defense surface is single and narrow, the circuit logic is not strict enough... there are many shortcomings." Leticia crossed her arms, "And even if This still failed to defend against my attack, and in the end it was you who took action to save her."

"——Not even close!" She made this final comment.

Cheng Rang suddenly burst into laughter: "Yes, yes, Lord Curse God is right!"

"But she is just a Lin Curse Master now..." Letitia changed her tone, "There is still a lot of room for improvement, which is astonishing. I am very optimistic about this...and very satisfied."

Recalling Isabella's shouts to her at that time, and looking at her sleeping soundly on the bed in the bedroom not far away, Leticia's voice became softer and softer, and then she couldn't help but sigh.

"I am disgusted by this child. Am I too strict with Isa? After all, she is still young. You know, among so many of my disciples, she can create her own spell sequence at such a young age—— Still the first.”

Cheng Rang felt that Letitia's expression seemed a little disappointed at this time.

The white fluorescent shield was surrounded by exquisite incantations, and the light emitted from it was simply breathtakingly beautiful.

"I do feel that you are a little too hasty. Although I thought your teaching style was like this at first, the thunder gun is a bit too outrageous...Thanks for you, you also know that Isa has just become a Lin Curse Master. How long will it take for the power of the ultimate intention of the curse, even a tiny part, to make a qualitative change in the power of the move?"

That is the realm where one can truly become a god.

"But Isa is not that vindictive. Maybe she will get better again after a while." There was no blame in Cheng Rang's tone.

"Cheng..." Leticia called softly.

"Um?"

"Have you ever had that kind of feeling recently... suddenly feeling that you still have a pure heart, and the blood is rushing through the veins of your body?" Leticia moved her steps and sat down in Chengdu. Let beside him, nostalgia is revealed in his eyes.

Glancing at Leticia beside him, Cheng put his hands behind his head and leaned towards the sofa.

"Recently... maybe less, because there are really no opponents or pursuits, so I always become lazy and have no motivation."

"That's how many times I've had it, but I haven't had that feeling for a long time...really, a very long time..."

Leticia stretched out her hands, and the circuits of the spell flashed in her palms, and one after another glowing spell arrays emerged.

“I remember the most vivid moment, the thing that excited me the most, to the point where I could jump three feet from the ground like a child, laughing, yelling, crying, and running around the house... "

Leticia closed her eyes, and it seemed like time flew forward following her calm and gentle tone.

"That was the first time I created my own power—"

Chapter 11 The child who wants to become a witch (3700)

The fire crackled in the stove, making the small wooden house feel warm.

The night here is very bright, and you can see two moons, one white and one blue, hanging above the deep blue sea of ​​stars, competing mercilessly with the equally dazzling stars.

There are stacks of ancient books stacked on the simple and sturdy wooden table. Some of the covers of those books are worn, and some of the pages are yellowed, exuding an ancient and decayed atmosphere.

Under the light of the candle lamp, a small figure was sitting at the wooden table, reading attentively. With the sound of pages turning, he looked very serious.

At this time, Leticia did not have the long list of titles that needed to be introduced before her name, and she was not the queen of another world that was respected by everyone. Her name was even called Leticia.

On the girl's quiet and bookish face, the bright purple eyes reflected the flickering candlelight, and the neatly arranged words on the book were turning into knowledge and infiltrating her mind bit by bit.

Leticia has one wish - she wants to become a great witch and help people who have suffered in the war.

"This...and then this...eh...? No -"

The girl got excited about reading and started to grab the wooden branches at hand and wave them.

But he seemed to immediately fall into distress, and his delicate brows gradually knitted together.

Even though all the steps were meticulous and precise, the simple magic medium in his hand still didn't give him any response.

Three years have passed, and Leticia still doesn't want to give up, but with every experiment, the cruel reality puts a result that has been verified countless times before her.

——I... don't have the talent to learn magic.

Leticia was originally raised by a hunter. According to the hunter, she was abandoned on the border of the Durgan Monster Forest.

Along with the bamboo basket and swaddling clothes that she was wrapped in, there were two entire boxes of old books that exuded a musty smell.

Fortunately, the hunter can read and his name is Dekar.

Leticia will be kind

Call him - Lao De.

And Lao De will also call her: Xia.

Dekalben has a happy family. They were nobles in the city before and it is said that they have a large fiefdom.

There are wives, children, housekeepers, servants... But even as a noble, he treats his servants like his own family and is loved and loved.

But the unprovoked war and the invaders caused Dekar to lose everything, including an eye and a leg.

The only companions left with him were a hound that was about to die of old age, and the long magic flintlock gun in his hand. After that, Dekar stayed away from the city and the smoke of gunfire, and lived in seclusion in the Durgan Monster Forest.

He found Letitia shortly after his beloved dog died.

Twenty years passed in a flash, and Leticia's appearance seemed to be completely frozen in the girl of the Year of Cardamom, but Dekar had turned into a handful of loess, and slept forever in this hunter's cabin with his beloved dog and shotgun. The woods behind fell.

"Thea...you must be a very special person, but it's a pity that I may not be able to accompany you to witness it."

"You can't keep hiding like this, this forest... that city, war, death, invasion... maybe you should go out and have a look. Everything I have started with the war, but I have also become a person because of the war. I have lost everything... I pray that someone can end that wrong cycle. This is my last wish, but I am powerless now."

"Your wish is my wish, and I promise you that I will end all of this."

The girl's hot tears streaked down her cheeks and stopped on the old hunter's cold fingertips caressing her cheek.

The person who accompanied him as he grew up like a father was taken away by time. He gradually lost all breath and became colder in his arms as if falling asleep.

"Lao De...!"

Bury me here, he said.

If you feel scared, it’s okay to throw it somewhere else. But maybe I can continue to accompany you like this...

If you feel scared, you don’t have to choose to leave, this will always be your home.

"Thea...Although you are not my biological daughter, I have always treated you as my biological daughter. Thank you for giving me this happy time. I will always love you deeply, forever."

Dekar is a well-informed man. He has experienced wars and farewells, glory and wealth, and a peaceful pastoral life. He also knows many languages. He speaks the languages ​​of a total of 27 countries in the six divided continents. We have mastered the fourteen most commonly used ones.

Because of this, Dekar taught Letitia a lot of knowledge, making her realize how important knowledge is to a person. It is something that no one can take away no matter how many wars they go through. wealth.

Leticia wants to end the war. She longs for the things that bring despair to pass away at a certain point in time and usher in peace.

But she was born with a weak body, unable to wear armor, nor did she have the strength to lift a sword to fight.

This leaves only the last option - magic.

Master magic and become a witch. Wave your wand to trigger storms, thunder and tsunamis with a snap of your fingers, heal wounds and punish demons.

Let those who cause meaningless wars and kill just for land and gold feel the fear from the bottom of their hearts and welcome repentance.

But power alone is not enough. She also needs to know how to lead people after the revolution and how to make them live a better life than before.

It all requires knowledge, a lot of knowledge!

It was only after Lao De left that Leticia realized that she didn't seem to need to eat or sleep.

If she really couldn't hold on any longer, she would get up from the ground again full of energy after her vision went dark.

It's as if time in the body has been frozen, and the concept of "death" has been lost.

That's when she knew...she was immortal.

This is both a blessing and a curse.

Closing the book that had been turned to the last page in her hand, Leticia looked out the window at the quiet and bright night sky, grabbed the candlestick and gently pushed it down.

The moment the remaining lamp oil blended with the paper, it burst into flames. The broken wand and the hunter's cabin that contained his short and beautiful memories were melted in the flames and burned completely.

Carrying a simple bag on her back, Leticia did not look back at the crackling and magnificently burning bonfire. She resolutely embarked on her journey towards the world outside the forest.

"I can't be a warrior, and I don't have the talent to learn magic..."

"Order is indispensable to me, and only eternal time gives me convenience."

I woke up in chaos and fell asleep in chaos.

I have met countless mentors, friends, lovers, and rivals.

But none of them can break free from the prison of death. The beauty that was destined to be parted from the beginning turned into pain and curse, entangled with me.

"But I will never regret meeting each other, because we will eventually meet again on the other side of everything, and I know this."

I want to carve out a path that belongs only to me. Whether it is knowledge, desire for power, or curse, they are all the driving force for me to move forward.

After many years, the girl still maintains her youthful look.

She gradually chose to put on a mask, because knowing her

There are more and more people with different faces, and troublesome things are coming one after another.

Until all the people with memories related to him are swallowed up by infinite time...

She still did not stop, taking steps towards the endless wilderness. She passed peaceful villages, she stepped across icy snowfields, she ran and sang loudly on the vibrant grasslands, and she also fought for war on the burning scorched earth. The deceased wept with sorrow and offered prayers.

She knows one thing very well...

Until the end, at the end of all roads, she will be tempered into steel.

So finally one day...

The flickering light turned into a trickle, drawing a beautiful circuit in the girl's mind that had never appeared in this world.

The surging power surged through the circuit, turning into burning heat, igniting Leticia's own light.

Boom!

The blazing fireball rose in the palm of her hand, and Leticia felt the heat that made her want to laugh, cry, and run.

The world where she faced sunset and night several times was finally torn apart and illuminated.

"Ha...hahahaha, hahahaha! Success...I succeeded oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,

The girl was kneeling on the ground, laughing and crying.

She finally relied on her own efforts to create her own power.

No talent is required! She has experienced unimaginable pain and setbacks, and has personally proved this through hundreds of years of unremitting efforts.

——Spell!

Possessing an elegant and breathtaking beauty, intertwined with a soul connected with mantras and spirit.

Her efforts paid off.

Her tear-stained face was breathtakingly beautiful under the light of the flames, and she raised her lips in a smile of happiness and satisfaction.

She wanted to give this flame a name, a name that belonged only to it.

So I decided——

"Your name is...Starfire!"

The last glimmer of light in the darkness, the fire that never goes out, gives those desperate people the best hope.

It is also a brand new wilderness of knowledge and power that no one else has stepped into. On the path that leads to the final temple, which is the existence of God.

A long road that can only be blazed by a girl alone.

She took the first step... on this path.

The radiance of the spell exploded, and the sparks turned into streams of light and bombarded the boulders in front of them into powder. It seemed to indicate that she had climbed over the mountain and was about to start writing her own legend.

Her name was Letitia de Gesebrisac. It comes from the name tattooed on her infancy: Letitia, and the fact that she was raised and brought up, led her to know the name of her adoptive father: Dekar, and through the time spell, she went through the memories and finally came to the sanctuary where she was born, and found Return to the surname "Gesebrisak".

In their language, "Gese" means "hope" and "Brisak" means "infinity".