Positive little sun, magical girl, I am awesome

The fall of the Mulet Empire was faster than anyone expected, or rather, as sudden as their invasion.

The vast state machine of the Gaia Empire has finally resumed operation after the chaos of the initial attack. How can the Mulet army, advancing alone deep into the enemy's territory, gain more advantages over the empire that has stood for thousands of years?

"It was just a minor border harassment, it didn't even last two months." - someone talked about this at the dinner table afterwards.

Just as the bigwigs in Highgarden had expected, Lionheart Keep could not be taken for a long time. The supply lines in the rear were constantly harassed by the reinforcements from the Western Expedition. The enemy had no place to get supplies and its offensive was getting weaker and weaker.

The assassination of Bishop Avery shocked the people, but it did not seem to change the situation.

After being attacked from all sides by the Knights of Light, it was finally the turn of the Mulet army to fall into chaos. They were unable to advance or retreat, their formation kept shrinking, and they were on the verge of being surrounded and killed.

People's hearts were in turmoil and everyone had their own thoughts. Before the Gaia Empire launched its next counterattack, disagreements arose within the Mulet Army, and civil unrest even broke out within the territory of the Gaia Empire.

Afterwards, the King of Mulet suddenly appeared and claimed to the envoy that he was instigated by aliens and launched an attack on the Gaia Empire.

It’s those evil night elves!

Now the situation has reversed. Seeing this, the night elves who instigated the war abandoned their troops and fled in all directions. King Mulet finally found an opportunity to control the situation and ordered the capture of dozens of elves who did not have time to escape.

The king expressed his willingness to present them to the High Court, where the wise and great Bishop VII would judge these pagans in exchange for forgiveness for the Mulet Kingdom.

The damaged Mulet flag burned in the flames, and a grand "revenge" between countries ended so abruptly.

The death of the twin princes that triggered the war seemed to be forgotten and no one mentioned it anymore...

Before the news of victory reached Highgarden and Catherine, the birds had already flown into the city of Goletia.

At the top of the towering castle, there is an angle formed by the terrace above and the eaves below, which is barely big enough for a person to curl up and crawl into.

Aryan lay there lazily, listening to the chirping of birds from afar, conveying messages for the elves.

"Well, well, what a bunch of lazy bastards who just want a ride, right?"

While Aryan commented on his "captive" companions with disgust, he generously grabbed a handful of insects and fed them to the birds that brought him the message.

Of course he was not stingy, as all of this was stolen from the greenhouse where Lilith tended to the herbs.

He was both disgusted and understanding of the other night elves' calmness. After all, the news about the Mother Goddess came from his and Giselle's descriptions. The other night elves simply could not imagine what they had experienced after running to the Gaia Empire.

Maybe you are still skeptical about its authenticity.

But even so, the night elves still cooperated to this extent based on just Giselle's words, which showed their complete trust in them.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp—”

After eating for a while, another bird jumped onto Aryan and chirped at him again, complaining about them on behalf of the other elves.

Haha...it's just that the curse is a bit dirty.

"There's nothing to complain about with that little bit of hard work. It's what they should do."

Aryan brushed off the feathers that had fallen on him, unconcerned with his companion's curses. With a relaxed and cheerful expression, he solemnly instructed the bird that tilted its head:

"Tell them that the honorable Lord Aryan is undertaking the most important work."

He looked into the distance. Even though they were so far away, the elves with excellent eyesight could still catch a glimpse of the golden hair under the scorching sun.

The training grounds, far away from the castle and Mirror Lake, were drenched in the afternoon sun, dust slowly drifting in the beams of light.

More and more teachers and students from different grades gathered on the sidelines. Although they were still chatting and laughing, they couldn't help but look at the center of the field.

It's the last day of the school year. Everyone else has completed their final exams, but two people are still competing fiercely.

"Is that Lilith-senpai and her guardian?" The junior guardian stood on tiptoe, holding a training sword, and looked around, his eyes full of admiration and yearning.

"That's amazing! We can become fighters of this level by the time we're in sixth grade!"

Lilith's classmates, who were also watching the game, said: "...No, that's not the case! I wish it were that way."

When Daniel Russell was around, many guardians of noble origin still had prejudices against Lilith, but after Daniel left, those incited criticisms almost disappeared.

When Lilith and her team won the College Cup, the eyes of others were filled with envy and admiration.

They all attend classes together, but they grow so fast that just standing on the training ground is enough to shock others.

"Their level is almost that of the graduating class." Instructor Hurst, who was passing by, watched for a while and said to Wolf next to him with a smile.

The latter nodded noncommittally: "Do I need you to tell me?"

The pride in his tone was almost overflowing.

"You can pack them up and send them off with the graduates," Instructor Hurst suggested with a smile.

"Leave my students alone." Instructor Wolf pushed Hurst away and focused on the training ground with his arms folded.

The two partners who usually cooperated well with each other were called upon by Wolf to fight each other this time. However, they did not complain at all and tried their best. Wolf's eyes once again showed satisfaction.

"I taught you that!" He couldn't help showing off to his colleague next to him again, only to be met with a roll of the eyes from Hurst.

Ian's sword cut through the air and he took the lead in attacking again. His charge was swift and accurate, yet extremely fierce. Normally, when he faced others, his opponents would always find it extremely difficult to defend themselves.

However, the person on the other side retreated lightly to avoid it. Her sword somehow turned in the air and cleverly avoided the attack.

The crisp sound of the two swords colliding was like the rapid sound of a piano, and the movement of their figures caused the onlookers to exclaim in surprise.

Ian's three consecutive thrusts were each blocked by Lilith by a hair's breadth. The tip of her sword was incredibly stable while she was defending. Ian's black hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Who will win? The people on the sidelines really couldn't tell for a moment.

"I learned something new." In the gap between the two swords, Lilith suddenly gave Ian a sly smile.

Ian was almost dazzled by those blue eyes. The next second, he struggled to break away the sword and quickly retreated to try to distance himself from Lilith.

They were too familiar with each other. He could almost intuitively sense Lilith's attack intentions. She was very dangerous on the training ground.

But it was too late. The offense switched to defense, and Lilith ducked and rushed forward. Seeing this, Ian grasped the sword with both hands and stabbed at Lilith's sword hand, trying to force her to adjust her offensive. However, the other party suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword and avoided the attack!

Ian's eyes flashed with surprise.

But this is not the end. In a flash, Lilith stretched out her arm, grabbed the sword and turned her wrist. The long sword immediately turned into a short blade and stabbed out from below with a tricky move. Ian immediately leaned back. His reaction was fast enough, but the tip of the sword still touched his breastplate.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Instructor Wolf narrowed his eyes.

The fight on the training ground finally stopped. Lilith let go of the sword, stepped back, and returned to the standard sword-holding posture, as if the transformation of the sword into a dagger had never happened.

"Oh, this doesn't seem like something you can teach."

Instructor Hurst had sharp eyes and saw through the clues at a glance. He immediately sneered at Instructor Wolfe with a gloating look on his face: "They already have other teachers!"

When Lilith and Ian took off their protective gear and walked to the sidelines, they were met with the dark face of Instructor Wolf before they had time to wipe the sweat off their face.

Lilith blinked: ...?

Wolf: "...Humph, wild way!"