Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 164 Miss Sylvie

As far as she could remember, Sylvie's world consisted almost entirely of her mother.

Compared to other families, Sylvie naturally found that her family seemed to be missing something. However, she hardly paid attention to it.

Because her mother gave her all the important things.

In a not-so-rich family, Sylvie's mother would leave all the good things to her daughter, and always be by her side when her daughter felt uneasy.

No matter what Sylvie did, Sylvie's mother never got angry or impatient. Even if she occasionally nagged, it was always full of love.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, these are all natural things, but for Sylvie, having these is enough.

She considers her life to be very happy.

But this life changed when Sylvie was ten years old.

She was selected by the Latras Breeding Facility.

Just as Sylvie's mother deeply loves her daughter, Sylvie also likes her mother and hopes she can fulfill her mother's wish.

So, Sylvie, who was willing to do anything for her "mother", entered the breeding center.

It was a place that was like both a prison and an experimental field. It was there that young Sylvie lived a life where every day seemed extraordinarily long.

Perhaps, compared to the others in the breeding center, Sylvie’s starting point was ordinary, but her belief was exceptionally firm.

No matter how painful studying, training, and competition are, Sylvie always perseveres because she remembers that her efforts are not just for herself.

Because as long as she is good enough, she can see her mother in the little time she has every year. Therefore, Sylvie is always exceptionally good.

Thus, in an environment where people around her kept disappearing, only Sylvie remained again and again.

Before she knew it, Sylvie had become "Latras".

After officially graduating from the training center, Sylvie was sent to a luxurious castle-like mansion and dressed in luxurious clothes that shone with gold.

But the place Sylvie really wanted to go back to was her "home", and what she really wanted to wear was the clothes that her mother had altered with her old clothes. Although the size and color were a little strange, at least they wouldn't make her feel cold.

At least there were a few instructors in the breeding center who would tell Sylvie exactly what to do. However, there was nothing in the Latras mansion.

It took Sylvie a long time to finally realize that she seemed to have a lot of things and a lot of freedom.

She returned to her "home" and met her mother until she was sent to Earls College by the Latras family.

A semester passed.

After the summer vacation began, Sylvie immediately returned to the town where the Latras family lived.

She has become more cheerful than she was a few months ago.

She had a lot to share with her mother.

Although she didn't meet many people, she met a lot of interesting people in the academy. Although she didn't participate in most of them, she witnessed many strange or funny things in the past few months.

I originally thought that the "Earth Higher School of Magic" was another "Latras Training Institute", but it turned out not to be as bad as I imagined.

She learned magic at the academy and bought a lot of fun things in the town near the academy. One of the paintings was really beautiful.
The day Sylvie returned to the town was a rainy day.

At first it was just a drizzle, but gradually thunder began to sound.

After arriving at the familiar address, Sylvie saw an empty little house. After asking the neighbors, she learned that the residents there had moved out a month ago.

With a hint of foreboding in her heart, Sylvie still retained most of her excitement as she arrived at her "new home".

"Why didn't you tell me you moved away?"

After knocking on the door, while waiting, Sylvie had already thought about the first thing she would complain about when she saw her mother.

Then, the door of the brand new mansion slowly opened.

Through the half-open door, Sylvie saw a strange space with strange voices coming from it. Standing at the equally strange door was her mother, who appeared in strange clothes and looked very strange.
"Please don't bother us again in the future, Miss Sylvie."

In the rainstorm that came suddenly with the thunder, Sylvie just looked at the woman in front of her in disbelief.

Sylvie?
Mom, what are you talking about?
My name is obviously
A white light of destruction flashed.

It was as if a thunderbolt, identical to the one in the painful memory, shattered Sylvie’s dream.

After slowly waking up, Sylvie found that she had fallen asleep in the carriage without realizing it. Outside the carriage, there was a torrential rain that seemed to be flooding everything, but in reality it would probably stop soon.

The feeling of being lost in a rainstorm is unforgettable.

Just by looking at the raindrops flying outside the window, Sylvie seemed to be able to recall the biting cold.

Sylvie wiped her hands over her face and stared at the "water drops" that covered her hands.

It seems that even the high-end carriage of the Latras family still leaks.
Late at night.

Sylvie returned to the Latras mansion.

At the entrance of the hall, Sylvie, twisting the wet hem of her skirt and clothes with her hands, noticed a strange bulge in a corner of the red carpeted hall.

Just when Sylvie was wondering whether she should go up and investigate, the bulge was suddenly lifted up, and a girl in a white tights came out.

"Olihar."

Sylvie was really frightened. She took a few steps back before she calmed down and subconsciously called out the other person's name.

"You're back! Uh, Sylvie."

Olihar, who was probably sleeping under the red carpet before, jumped a few times and came in front of Sylvie. She became a little nervous and cautious, and didn't know what to say.

Sylvie narrowed her eyes subconsciously, and the words that Professor Ritas said before they separated slowly emerged in her mind. "Since it is vacation time, I don't really want to say anything as a mentor. However, even if you, Sylvie, really hate your family, you can resist in a smarter way. Pure confrontation is meaningless."

"Perhaps, you want to leave the family in this way and cut ties with the family. However, have you ever thought that a family that can be left by such an action itself lacks the value and necessity of urgent separation? And if your actions do not lead to being expelled from the family, then everything that happened tonight will become a farce that you are simply attracting more attention."

"Although I don't know what happened to you during this summer, I think that at least the true determination and decision should not be made in the fog of confusion, accompanied by the emotions in your heart. The choice made in this way may not be absolutely wrong, but it will definitely leave you with a lot of regrets and regrets."

"Controlling yourself and not being affected by external forces is a required course for a mage, and it is also an eternal task. Try to make your vision clear. Perhaps, you can see more things that you have not noticed before."

If given a choice, Sylvie still thinks that Professor Ritas, the one who denied that "Strange Glory" was her at the beginning, is better.

Because, after entering the mentor mode, Professor Ritas is always too right, leaving no room for others to explain.

In the end, he could only force others to shout out "What the hell do you know?", and then he would list all kinds of things to make the other party realize that he did understand.

If it were the era recorded in history books, when the use of force was highly valued, Professor Ritas would have been slapped in the face and challenged to a duel every day.
Sylvie took a deep breath, pushing away the criticism she had for Ritas from her mind.

She tried to analyze herself based on what she had learned from the training center and from her class mentors.

Then, it was made clear that this incident was probably a series of farces caused by a girl at a sensitive age who had serious problems with her self-cognition after suffering a heavy blow.

Since returning from the town of Latras, Sylvie suddenly didn't know what all her efforts were for, what she could gain by continuing to work hard, and she was even a little unclear about who she was.

As a result, what follows is a kind of unauthorized self-collapse and unauthorized pursuit of self-destruction.

The reason why it is called "unauthorized" is because her behavior itself is indeed meaningless.

She even wanted to leave the Yew Fir Wood class and the academy, but she couldn't do it. How could she be expelled from the Latras family as easily as she expected?

Moreover, even if there were many coincidences and accidents, and she really left the Latras family as she wished, what would happen?
The Latras family has always been there. As long as this family exists, "Sylvie" will always exist, and she will never be able to return to her previous life.

A smarter way?
Professor Ritas really didn't teach her the most important things.
However, since I am still a member of the Yewshanmu class, I will find a chance to consult.

Thinking of this, Sylvie slowly took out the bright cube from her arms.

And Olihar, who had been watching the dazed Sylvie, let out an excited "Oh oh".

"Rather than calling for attention, it's more like acting like a spoiled child."

Sylvie murmured softly and sighed bitterly.

In summary, she really just acted like a spoiled child that night. To Professor Ritas, Miriam, and Olihar, the few people who were willing to worry about her. Then, these people who could not sit still and watch her standing alone on the stage felt sincerely troubled.

"Olihar."

"exist!"

Why did it become like I was the one giving the orders?
Sylvie looked carefully at the "sister" in front of her, whom she had met when she first entered the Latras Breeding Center, but had never gotten to know very well.

"today."

After opening her mouth, Sylvie suddenly realized that it would be inappropriate for her to say thank you or apologize to this eccentric "Latras". So, after a slight hesitation, she changed her tone.

"My gift-giver for today's 'Family Dinner' is the 'Master of Unique Colors'. Although he is just a mysterious artist, the 'energy' he possesses is not low. So, he should at least be better than your weird gift-giver."

"Ok?"

Olihar obviously didn't expect Sylvie to say this, but she still defended the gift-giver she had found.

"Little Liz, although it may not be obvious now, you will definitely become very remarkable in the future! Besides, family, status, future and so on are not important. It's my birthday today, so I must want to receive a gift from my good friends, right?"

In fact, Olihar's good friends are not limited to Liz and Cecilia. But the reason why she almost pestered Liz was because among her friends, Liz, who had the most awkward position in the family, probably needed the connection with "Latras" in this grand occasion the most.

Not only are the consecrators a source of "energy" to Latras' sisters, but Latras can also, to a certain extent, be a backer for the consecrators.

"I agree with you. By the way, I must remind you that our birthday was yesterday. And since the energy of your gift-giver is still very subtle at this stage, you may have to call me 'sister' when the next order changes."

Sylvie said this and walked towards the interior of the mansion.
Olihar, who was a little slow in catching up, kept protesting.

"I don't approve of that kind of thing! I will always be older than you!"

"So, I am the older sister!!!"

At midnight when the two days meet.

A grand banquet was held in the luxurious mansion owned by the Latras family.

In the largest room in the mansion, which has a special symbol.

At this moment, after Prince Grelo and others left one after another, there were only two people in the room.

Misli Latras, the second daughter of the Latras family, was elegantly sipping a cup of crimson tea.

The tea slightly wet Misley's lips, revealing an exceptionally charming look.

On the other side of Misli was Miriam.

At first, Miriam was a little nervous and uncomfortable. However, after drinking a cup of tea and finding that the deep red tea was particularly fragrant and delicious, he began to analyze the recipe by taking a sip. Then, the nervousness that had been making him look around him subsided unconsciously.

In the center of the two people who were just drinking tea in silence, there was a white round plate.

After being brought to Misley by Miriam, the white disc suddenly "crashed" and shrank.

After a period of time, the white disc finally unfolded slowly with a light mechanical sound.

At the other end of the disc, the goddess of bathing, who had just returned from her bath, took a quick look around the scene around the disc and almost closed it again.

Oh my god! Why are you still here?

Xiaoli! Xiaoli, where are you!
Save me——!
In other words, the white disc cannot reflect the state of the bathing goddess except for its expansion and contraction. Otherwise, it should be spinning nervously on the coffee table now.

(End of this chapter)