Understand humans!

Aura wiped away her tears and used her sleeves to dry the tears on her face. There was no trace of crying, and even her eyes were not red.

For the demons, crying is just a skill, a skill to win the sympathy of humans. But this skill is useless in front of monsters who do not have human emotions.

The magician who recently received the gods, the elf Celia, is such a monster.

"Why don't you kill me?"

"Do I have to kill you?"

"Is it true that the demons can't pose any threat to you at all?"

"It's still a little bit."

"From me?"

"..."

"Eh, I'm really looked down upon."

Celia's expression was a little tense. She had seen countless demons dying, some struggling for mercy, some self-destructing, some calmly listening to her talk. But she had never seen a demon like the one in front of her that didn't care after struggling for a while.

But this is also a kind of peaceful death.

It's like he's been through so many hopeless situations that he doesn't care anymore.

"The only threat the demons pose to me is that if you all die, I will be troubled."

"One-third of the world's wars are now caused by demons. The magic developed around these wars is always rapid and novel. If all the demons die, the development of magic will slow down, and my life will lose one-third of its fun."

Celia answered calmly, her voice hoarse and calm, and she handed Aura a bottle of potion, who drank it all in one gulp without even looking at it.

Anyway, she had never heard of a demon that could survive being targeted by Celie. Since there was no hope in her life, she just did it.

"Old woman, I've been annoyed with you for a long time. You're obviously too old, but you pretend to be young for everyone to see. You're short and poor, and your dressing style is like a child. If I were you..."

"Aura, you are a unique material, so I won't kill you." Celia said calmly.

"…If it were me, I would dress like this. It's tasteful, simple yet elegant, childlike yet mature and classically charming. It's a style made for you."

"Only after we have probed your memory will you completely lose your value as a material," Celia added.

"I've been sick of seeing that stinky face of yours for a long time. All the elves have the same expressionless face and are sexually frigid. The race is almost extinct, but you, the oldest elf, don't worry about it. You deserve it..."

"There is no magic that can detect your memory right now. I've tried, but your mind is now like a random building block that will fall down at the slightest touch. Even I can't do anything about it." Celia changed the subject.

"… I deserve to worry about this. If you don't mind, I have some experience in studying the activity of souls, which should be able to solve the problem of the elves' weak desires. If you really don't want to, I can also help you try to study the topic of parthenogenesis."

"Don't be too nervous, Aura. Although I know the magic of time travel, it cannot be used under the rules set by the goddess. You are the only case of time travel I have ever seen. You have important research value. I will not kill you unless it is absolutely necessary."

After hearing Celia's comfort, Aura finally stopped shaking. She had just been so disrespectful to the elf magician of the mythological era. Fortunately, Celia was so generous that she didn't pay attention to her offense, otherwise, she, Aura, would have died because of her own words.

"Then...what is the last resort?" Aura cautiously tested.

"Those two times just now." Celia smiled with narrowed eyes.

puff-

Aura knelt down.

"Please, don't kill me, I'll do anything!"

"I'm willing to do anything~"

Celia spoke in a playful tone, reaching out to hold Aura's injured horn, feeling the demon trembling under her hand and finding it interesting.

In fact, she lied.

Aura is not as valuable as she said. How could it be that she is the only copy? It is not like she has not studied time magic. The reason why she brought Aura back was that she happened to sense that special magic fluctuation. When she rushed to the place where it happened, she found that it was actually a demon.

It was the first time a demon had received the goddess's attention, and Celie simply found it interesting, so she brought her to her side to observe.

Celia was not curious about what happened in the future. The magic of predicting the future was too boring and was a subject she had abandoned. Compared to future vision, she was more curious about the goddess's favor.

She wanted to keep Aura by her side, waiting for the next miracle bestowed by the goddess. Although the probability of such a thing happening was extremely small, there was no harm in giving it a try... It didn't cost anything, so she could just treat it as a casual investment.

If things don’t go your way, just kill them and wait for the next one.

The life of an elf has no end, so she has plenty of time to wait and try.

"You're willing to do anything, so just be my assistant."

"Eh?"

Aura was stunned when she felt the short elf's hand loosen from her horn.

Is that all?

Are you satisfied with just having her as an assistant?

She thought Celie would break off her horns with her bare hands to vent her anger, or hang her in a sealed glass tube and let her live on nutrient solution or something.

"I haven't done any taboo experiments for a long time. In the mythological era, all the taboos you can think of now were turned into reality by equally crazy people in that crazy era."

"Human experiments, or demon dissection experiments, have been eliminated for a long time."

Following Celia's words, Aura's body trembled:

"Can you hear my heart?"

"It's not mind-reading magic, it's just that your expression is too easy to guess."

Celia replied expressionlessly, it was strange that although the elves and demons were hostile to each other and were classified as the human side, in terms of racial habits, the elves and demons were closer, and they were both immortal species with indifferent emotions.

There are very few demons like the strange one in front of him that have such rich facial expressions.

"Are you mentally ill?"

"I'm sick! You're the one..."

"Ok?"

"...Lady Celia has a keen eye for talent. My people say that I, Aura, have mental problems."

Aura puffed out her chest and said proudly, as if Celie had not said that she had a mental illness, but was praising her.

"Zanze, take her to the library."

As Celia's voice fell, a... dwarf walked into the door?

Sorry, please tolerate Aura's use of this slightly offensive word. She really needed to lower her head to look at the human girl who came in.

Wow, this is of course because she is tall, not because she is sitting on the bed and looks taller.

Aura had some malicious thoughts. Perhaps it was because Celia's height was below average among the slow-growing elves that he specifically looked for such a short person among humans to be his personal assistant.

"I always feel that your gaze is offensive." The human girl with pink hair, dark circles under her eyes, and a listless look? Or was it a mature woman? She raised her head and glanced at the two horns on Aura's head.

"What's wrong? My horns are beautiful, aren't they?" Aura had already rolled over from the bed, holding the tops of the two horns on his head with both hands. It was unclear whether he was showing off his height with the horns, or measuring whether his horns had been maliciously ground off by some elf for material.

"Hey, Celia, aren't you afraid that I will attack her? I am a demon." Before leaving, she turned around and tried to test Celia.

"If you can do it, you can try it." Without even turning her head, Celia waved her hand, and the bed that was messed up by Aura flew into the air and was folded flat again.

This bastard elf...

Aura's eyes dimmed.

As expected, she saw that the demons were subject to the constraints of magic. No wonder Celie was so indifferent to her.

Close to contempt.

What a shame... Haha, do you think I would think so? For the demons, survival is the first priority, and dignity comes second.

No matter how you look down on me, all I want is for me, Aura, to be alive.

With a change of mind, Aura obediently followed Zanze to the library. According to Celia, this would be her workplace for a long time.

Along the way, Zanze remained silent, and Aura just looked around without speaking to her.

Magical perception showed that there were few people nearby, and with the naked eye, only a few quaint stone buildings could be seen, many of which were uninhabited. This place was like a miniature town with an ancient castle in the center. This place seemed to be built on a hilltop, and judging by the humidity and temperature of the air, it was at a high altitude, but Aura didn't know where it was.

In addition to Zanze, there are other signs of life activities in this small town, mostly humans, but there are also dwarves. There is no elf to be seen, only magicians.

When Zanze led Aura, the human magicians they met some cast concerned glances at her, while others raised their wands in alertness, but when they saw Zanze leading the way, they all let down their guard.

It seems that these magicians have been trained very well by Celie.

——Even though she thought so, Aura subconsciously reached out to cover her horns, trying to hide them.

"Take this." A cloak was suddenly handed over from the front. It was the one behind Zanze. The short human was not tall and the cloak was short, but it was enough to cover Aura's horns.

"You won't thank me?"

"You should do it."

Aura tilted his head, looking matter-of-fact.

Zanze paused for a moment before recovering. Through the gaps in his long pink hair, his tired dark eyes cast a look at the wound on Aura's exposed shoulder and arm.

"Your injuries are just ordinary blunt force wounds. Why did Lady Celia take you to her room and treat you personally?"

"She bandaged it for me?" Aura touched the tie on the left corner, which was soaked with medicine. It felt tingling and the corner was no longer loose. She curled her lips and said disdainfully, "How should I know?"

"Oh, it's a mental problem, right? Even Lady Celia said it's tricky. Are there mental illnesses among the demons?"

"...Do you know that the way you say it is very annoying?"

"I know."

"you!!"

"You're welcome."

Damn, are human magicians always so disgusting?

Aura gritted his teeth. As expected, demons and humans will always be natural enemies. It is impossible for them to understand each other!

Chapter 6 I, Aura, will work diligently

The so-called assistant is just responsible for organizing the magic books sent from various places, classifying them and placing them in specific locations. He is more like a librarian.

Aura thought that he could get a glimpse of some of the secrets of Celia's magic, but in fact, there was no chance.

Celia spent most of her time reading books instead of conducting magical experiments.

If it weren't for her magical aura that was so overwhelming that Aura had to look up to get a full glimpse of it, perhaps Aura would have found it difficult to distinguish Celia from an ordinary human girl who loved reading.

Oh, one more thing, the speed of reading is different.

Most people read books in days, but Celie reads in seconds. She only stops and thinks for a few minutes when she comes across something of interest.

"Maybe she used magic that speeds up her thinking, or magic that splits her mind. Maybe the old woman reconstructed many selves in her mind."

"Aura, bring the book over here."

"Oh."

Aura was extremely well-behaved, and Zanze commented on her, "She doesn't look like a demon at all."

Of course.

You can always believe in the potential that a demon can unleash when his life is threatened. As long as there is a chance for Aura to survive, he will not hesitate even if it means asking Aura to kneel down and lick Celia's toes.

The demon clan, that's it...

"A race with a pattern!"

Aura raised his head shamelessly and boasted about himself.

"I took the books to the library tower."

Zanze's small body was holding books that were twice as tall as her, and she was staggering towards the underground tower. She must have used magic, otherwise with her slender arms and short stature, she would not be able to hold the weight of a book that was as tall as a person.

In this small town on top of an unknown mountain, two buildings attract a lot of attention.

One is an ancient tree that stands tall and straight through the sky. It is a living building. Except for the bottom layer which is Celia's residence, all the branches above it have been transformed into temporary book storage. Magic-related books from all over the world, from various countries and races have been collected by Celia's magicians and roughly placed on it.

This is the magic book that Celia is going to read.

The other one is equally tall, but it is an underground tower that penetrates into the mountain. The lower it goes, the more newly excavated the library is, used to store the books that Celie has reviewed and deemed worthy of collection. From ancient times to the present, there are the original magic books that exist in legends, books of lost languages, it is all-encompassing and can almost be regarded as the history of the development of world magic.

This is the magic book that Celia has already read.

The assistant's job is physical labor, which is to move the books from the ancient tree to the ancient tower after Celia has read them.