"Don't do this again in the future."

"You're not allowed to do that?"

"Don't... hurt yourself on purpose."

Lily understood what Coco meant.

"It's okay." Lily raised her arms. "I'll be fine soon."

As if being controlled by something.

The tear on the arm finally closed slowly.

Skin is smooth and new.

Maybe this is magic.

"I don't care... even if it's like this... it's not okay."

Coco pinched Lily's healed arm again.

As if to pinch the original wound back.

Lily thought that maybe Ke Ke didn't like this kind of reward.

"promise me."

Coco pinched a little too hard.

Lily was a little confused, but she nodded.

Wait until Coco lets go of the little hand that was holding Lily's arm.

There was silence for a while.

"Can I... fight like this?"

"Yeah. Awooo is already very strong."

"But..." Coco's voice gradually became smaller.

"It's okay." Lily rubbed Coco's little head: "Even if we lose... Awoo is still our Awoo."

Coco's eyes wavered.

Lily didn't pay attention, she just tidied Coco's hair and let go.

"Ah."

Coco whispered:

"Then I'm going to play."

"Well. Go bravely." Lily smiled:

"Our ow."

102. The Ethereal Flower Fragrance of the Transparent Storm

The Magic Festival at the Military University is actually a festival with some history.

Of course, when it comes to festivals, celebrations are inevitable.

When it comes to magic, fighting is inevitable.

There are very few restrictions on the number of participants. As long as you are a student, you can fight.

Even if you fail to pass the preliminary selection, you will still receive credits and special commemorative rewards.

Most students have participated in a battle at the Magic Festival at least once.

Even if they were preparatory students, as long as they performed well enough in battle and achieved good enough grades, they could even get an offer directly for those popular majors.

None of the above is necessary for Coco.

She was just doing what Lily wanted.

Just fighting for yourself.

……

That day, Coco entered the classroom and sat in the back corner as usual.

Today is the day for distributing teaching materials for preparatory courses.

Coco arrived late. Her books were already placed on the table in front of her.

Coco usually sits in this position. Someone who knows this must have left it here out of consideration for her.

In fact, Coco doesn't have a good life here.

Even little An Ling didn't sit next to Coco anymore.

But Coco rarely pays attention to those people.

Coco opened the book.

But I could vaguely hear the snickers around me.

The little orc was a little strange.

Then I noticed that the book was bent a little bit incorrectly.

In other words... the book has been opened once.

Following her intuition that exuded disgust, Coco flipped through two pages.

Soon, I noticed the marks left on the book.

The white pages of the book have crooked black handwriting.

I don’t know when, “shackles” and “chains” were drawn in the center of the page.

The ugly little man was tied to the corner of the wall, with only the ears on his head being emphasized.

Abstract, but the meaning is clear.

That's a mockery. Orcs should be called "a race of slaves".

It was as if he saw Coco's frozen movements. The snickers around him went from being faint to becoming more and more unbridled.

"slave!……"

"Chain the corner!..."

"livestock!……"

They were shouting something intermittently.

But in fact, you don’t have to shout very loudly, Coco can hear it clearly.

Those young children were pouring out their malice towards the little orcs.

However, Coco, who was at the center of the evil, controlled her expression without changing at all, and didn't seem to feel any pain.

She just moved her nose occasionally.

Then, he tore off the page with doodles on it.

Without even a second look at it, he crumpled it up and threw it on the ground.

Faint flames appeared, and wisps of green smoke rose up.

The paper ball disappeared in the flames with the wind.

Finally, not even a scrap of ashes was left.

Coco stood up with a clang.

The surrounding sounds suddenly stopped.

Not paying attention to the atmosphere around you.

The little orc walked straight to the podium and handed the book to the lecturer Bayer:

"Teacher, my book is missing a page."

Bayer was holding his reading glasses, scanning the documents in front of him line by line. He was so focused that he didn't even notice the laughter in the class.

It was not until the little orc spoke that Bayer raised his head somewhat slowly:

"… Missing pages? How is that possible?"

He took the book from Coco.

Then I noticed the jagged edges of torn pages.

"… Was this torn off by someone?"

"I don't know. It was like this when I saw it."

"Really?" Bayer was still a little confused, but he still said to Coco:

"I understand. I'll go ask if there are any left later. ...After you get your new textbooks, remember to take good care of them."

"Thank you, teacher."

Coco didn't say anything else.

Leave the book on the podium and walk back.

……

The class meeting was over. Bayer had just left.

"Hey, whose shoes are you going to lick, little slave?"

As soon as the little orc stood up, he heard mocking shouts from the front.

Laughter broke out. The children looked at the little orc and started to make a noise:

"Maybe it's for another slave~"

"I saw it the other day. Black hair?"

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