Cloud Thinking

"Have you decided? Do you want to go now or wait until September?" Helia asked.

Helia's idea was that Starley should go as soon as possible, otherwise she was afraid that Claude would not let her go.

It is enough for the royal family to have only one magic princess, Helia. There is no need to pile up resources to train another one.

It's like two identical vases, both used to hold flowers, but Claude only needs one vase, so why buy another one that's exactly the same?

And Helia was indeed quite busy. After the matters with the Knights were concluded, she would go to the Royal Institute of Magic to get a general idea and make some preparations for her journey to the Southern Continent.

So she hoped to make arrangements with Starley as soon as possible, at least so that she would not be forced to do anything against her will while she was away.

But as a transfer student, and also a princess of the empire, Starley must be much more eye-catching than others.

She was afraid that someone would target her with bad intentions. She was still so weak and might not be able to protect herself.

Moreover, anyone with a little bit of information would know how much Helia loved her sister, Stella. What if the enemies she provoked wanted to take advantage of her weakness to deal with her?

It is impossible for Eric to have this weakness. He is a noble prince of the empire and has a group of magic knights under his command. Anyone who can hurt him will be very powerful.

Hector is young and has been kept in the palace. With Claude and Eric watching over him, nothing serious can happen to him.

But if Starley went out to study, her weakness would be exposed.

Helia has not forgotten that she once provoked the leader of the human trafficking group, Duke Ronald. She laid the bait before, but he didn't take it. What about this time?

Helia didn't dare to gamble.

Besides, she didn't know much about Abraham College, so who knew what was inside!

Just look at Helia's experience in Carter's College over the past few years to know how attractive her identity is, whether people like to curry favor with her or hate and resent her.

Moreover, learning magic is not an easy task. People without talent may have to spend more effort to make a little progress.

So Helia thought again, why not take advantage of the time and extra energy she still has to protect him for as long as possible.

"I want to go now."

After listening to Helia's analysis of the two options and thinking carefully about them, Starley gave an answer.

"Aya, even if I can't help you right now, I don't want to be a burden to you."

"Like you said, we are just two flowers on the same vine, two different flowers, and we both have our own paths to take. I can't always ask you to stop and wait for me, nor can I always ask you to stand in front of me and eliminate all obstacles and dangers for me."

"I have to walk my own path, don't I?"

She looked Helia straight in the eye, making her resolution known.

"I want to help you, and I also want to be the person you can rely on in my mind."

Helia couldn't refuse her, and respected her choice: "Okay, it's settled then."

"But, as for your father, have you figured out how to talk to him?"

Seeing that Starley was a little dazed, she guessed that Starley had completely forgotten about Claude.

She patted the back of Stella's hand with some strength to bring her back to her senses. "Sister, you have to know that I can't help you with this matter."

"If I still need to convey your determination, father will never believe it and will not let you leave."

"So, go back and think carefully about how to convince your father."

“And this is your first step outward, and it is also an important step for you to prove yourself.”

……

Watersise came back a little later than expected, and it took him four days to bring back what she wanted. It was unclear whether he had gone to do something else along the way.

The scales of the fire dragon were very large, one scale was as big as three of her heads, and extremely hard. Levita had to work hard to get one scale off.

Helia held the scale in both hands, raised it above her head to look at it carefully, and then put it close to her eyes to rub it carefully, smiling like a little girl who had just got a new toy.

"Father God, how do I divide it then?"

Helia couldn't just carry the dragon scales on her back like a tortoise shell, but if she wanted to make them into armor, she would need to cut them.

But dragon scales are more durable than the hardest metal of this era. Ordinary swords and even magic cannot break them, let alone cut them up and piece them together.

Watersiser took the dragon scale from Helia's hand and gently stroked it with his slender white fingers. However, this seemingly harmless action left white scratches on the indestructible dragon scale.

"I'll make it for you." Wattsise suddenly became interested and said, "Make a majestic one and make a beautiful appearance."

Gardening is his hobby, and dressing up is also one of his pleasures, but he got bored of doing these things after a long time, so he wanted to try something new.

He had thought about how to make beautiful clothes before, but he had never made clothes by himself.

and……

He looked at Helia's sparkling eyes that were full of expectation and admiration, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

He was born as a god, and although he possessed boundless power, he had walked through these long thousands of years alone.

He suddenly had an idea and wanted to experience the emotions of human beings. After long-term observation, he found that among all emotions, family affection was the most unique one, and he believed that it was the most advanced and basic emotion.

Thus began the hypocritical and mutually exploitative father-daughter relationship between Him and Helia.

Although He knew very well that the intimacy and dependence shown by Helia most of the time were all pretended, He still felt some strange feelings from it that he had never experienced before.

Just like Adalaisi, who had been with Helia in the tower for nearly a year, gradually began to learn to understand, think and adapt to the behavioral logic of the human race.

Interest is the best teacher for learning. When you become interested in something, you will think about getting in touch with it, understanding it, imitating it and learning it.

Adalaisi is learning how to be a human being and how it feels to be a human being.

Wattsice is also learning how to be a father and what it feels like to be a father.

"Really?" Helia started pretending again, but underneath this disguised expression, she did hide some genuine joy and excitement.

Wattsiser patted her head and said, "Of course it's true."

"It's just that this is my first time making clothes, so it might take a little longer and it might not look good."

Even gods are not omnipotent, all-knowing and omnipotent. They also have areas that they are not good at.

"Ha! That's nothing!" Helia put her hands on her hips, raised her head, and looked proud. "I can wear the dragon scale armor that you, Father, made for me. It's the only one of its kind in the world!"

"Let those people be envious!"

What a jerk, Wattsiser thought.

Although he thought so in his heart, the smile on his face betrayed him.

In addition to the dragon scales, Levita also brought Helia a dragon fang and a report on the current research progress.

The strange thing was that the fire dragon was so big that even one of its scales was surprisingly large, but the dragon fang that Levita gave her was only as long as her index finger and as thick as two fingers.

Just punch a hole and wear it around your neck.

Helia briefly reviewed the report and could only say that there were too many things that could be studied on the Flame Dragon. There were dozens of research directions alone, which was something that Levita alone and his team could never accomplish in their entire lives.

Therefore, he planned to invite other interested magicians in the magic world to join in the joint research, and strive to obtain some research results in his lifetime, so as to give the magic world a small shock.

Helia played with the dragon tooth and asked curiously, "Why are dragon teeth so small, but scales so big?"

"Dragons don't hunt with their sharp teeth. They have many ways of attacking, as you know."

Watersise stared at the scales in his hand, wondering how to cut them, what shape to cut them into, how many pieces to cut them into, and how to assemble them afterwards.

"After hunting, they just swallow the prey directly without chewing it." He continued to explain, "These teeth are no longer useful and have degenerated over time."

"What about you, Father God? Are your teeth like this too?" Helia came close to Watersise, holding the tiny dragon tooth in her hand, and compared it to Him, her face full of curiosity.

Only then did Watersise look up at her. Facing such an offensive question, there was no impatience between his brows. "Want to know?"

Helia nodded repeatedly.

"I'm different from them. My teeth are very sharp. Don't you know that?" Watersise asked back.

Helia suddenly remembered that when she accepted the power of Watsise, her body would undergo some changes, including the teeth becoming longer and sharper.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth, and licked her teeth from left to right with her tongue, finally touching the sharpest canine tooth.

Combined with His previous explanation, she slowly made a guess: "So, you have always kept the habit of eating prey...?"

Watersiser raised an eyebrow, put down the scales in his hand, and turned to face her, "Are you scared?"

Helia shook her head repeatedly.

"I have the power of devouring, so I absorb power by eating." Watersise continued to explain patiently.

Anyway, it’s not an important secret, so just treat it as satisfying the child’s curiosity.

"Moreover, the ancient times were an age of chaos, barbarism, and blood. Which god in power today dares to say that he has never eaten his own kind?"

Helia: Order, He wasn't even born then.

"In other words, your devouring power is strong enough to devour gods!?" Helia asked again.

Wattsiser nodded. "You have swallowed it yourself, why are you asking me?"

Helia smiled sheepishly, "I just wanted to confirm it. It always feels a little unreal."

"But if the devouring power is really that strong, it would be too incredible."

"Don't you think you can devour other gods anytime and anywhere as long as you want?"

Watersiser slapped her on the head and said, "What are you thinking? If that were the case, why would I end up like this?"

"To use a more vivid way of speaking, the use of devouring power follows the rule of big fish eating small fish."

"You are stronger than Him, so you can eat Him."

"But how can I be stronger than Adalassi and that false god?" Helia was still puzzled. "I am just a human. No matter how strong I am, I can never be stronger than a god."

"You and I are one." Watersise said helplessly.

What if you raise a stupid child?

I can only pamper her.

Helia pursed her lips. From the look in his eyes, she knew what he wanted to say.

It's just that I want to say that I'm stupid, but I'm too embarrassed to say it out loud.

"Can I have one of your teeth?" Helia made a strange request.

After she finished speaking, she met Watersise's obviously puzzled look, and she began to explain in a panic: "Uh, um, that's it, that's it, I thought of hanging it around my neck as a talisman."

"This Yanlong one is definitely not as good as yours, isn't it?"

"Who would ask someone for their teeth to use as a pendant?"

Watersiser chuckled a few times, raised his hands and pinched the flesh on Helia's cheeks and pulled them out, forcing her to show her neat teeth.

"What are you thinking about all day long?"

"I'm thinking about you and us." Helia replied while enduring the slight pain.

"You're so smooth-talking." Watersiser let go of his hand. Although he blamed her, his eyes were full of helplessness and helpless doting.

It was not until the eve of the selection meeting that Watersise finished making the dragon scale armor.

It has to be said that people with high aesthetics have really good vision and taste. At least Helia could hardly imagine that there was such a piece of armor in the world that combined beauty and majesty so well.

This set of armor is a bright and eye-catching red, which is very suitable for the fair-skinned, beautiful and unrestrained Helia.

But it is by no means that monotonous, unchanging red that is irritating to the eyes.

On the contrary, Watersiser uses his extraordinary sense of color to create a unique and rhythmic visual effect.

Looking from a distance, you can clearly see that the bright red armor is not uniform, but has alternating shades of different shades.

This regular change is like the leaping of a burning flame, or the interweaving of light and shadow in the afterglow of the sunset, giving people a strong sense of dynamic beauty and visual impact.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the darker red areas seem to be traces of the baptism of war, revealing tenacity and vicissitudes.

The lighter part is like the light reflected by the rising sun, radiating hope and vitality.

The two contradictory feelings are well reconciled together, making people's eyes brighten again and again.

I feel that this armor is no longer a protective equipment, but more like a fine work of art, the kind that should be worshipped.

Helia tried it on and found that the armor was very light and the joints were very flexible. She didn't feel any discomfort when she moved, and she could even do some particularly tricky and awkward postures.

It's almost like a close-fitting outer garment.

But Helia knew that this might be the toughest armor in the world.

After admiring herself, Helia even stood in front of Watersiser and turned around to show herself to Him, her face full of joy that could not be concealed.

"It looks good." Watersise smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with satisfaction and relief.

"Hahahahahaha! Tomorrow I'm going to make those guys envy me to death! Humph!" Helia laughed with her hands on her hips, instantly destroying the beauty.

Wattsiser: ...

Watersider: Sometimes I really want to sew this guy's mouth shut. He always makes some inappropriate noises and ruins the atmosphere.